Incredible Games [Unlimited]

Within a few minutes, Lan Sichen also came over, but failed to bring Huo Xiao.

In the end, one of the 37 people was placed on an order, and a total of twelve groups were formed.

These twelve groups of people were randomly divided into four teams in the form of drawing lots, each team had three groups, and they entered the capital in order.

Nan Jingcheng and Meng Fuyou were in the second team. Their Lihuo cards had already been spelled out, and they stood aside and waited for the first team to come out with the result.

Huo Xiao once said that among the seniors he knew, there were two groups of people who had entered the tenth floor, one group was folded in the Dao of Life and Death, and the other group was folded in the Dao of Shura. There will be an interval of up to 24 hours in between. You can choose to directly enter the next level, or you can return to the rest area for up to 24 hours, and you will be forced to enter the next level.

That is to say, news from the Dao of Life and Death can be transmitted to the rest area.

The most regrettable thing is that the group of seniors who successfully entered the Shura Dao did not leave some experience references about the tenth floor for the newcomers. Huo Xiao had guessed about this, or maybe he only told the closest people around him. And the insider was eventually folded in the castle game, so it was lost to later generations.

After the first team entered, the hall fell into silence.

The waiting time is always difficult, the time passed by every minute, and after an hour, no one came out of the corridor.

In other words, none of these three groups of nine people survived.

Lan Yin took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, and asked Lan Sichen who was on the side with a fluke mentality: "Brother, could it be that there is a mechanism such as 'waiting for a seat', which is why the departure time is extended?" This time?"

Lan Sichen shook his head: "The possibility is very small. Except for a group of veterans gathered here, there are newcomers and old people rushing to the tenth floor all over the world. There are already nine people in the first team. Even if you really have to wait , and it won't be too long."

Lan Yin and Gu Qingjue looked at each other, but said nothing.

Lu Mingyan took a deep breath, looked around, "It's our turn."

In the eyes of the rest of the people, the nine members of the second team walked to the center of the hall, feeling a little bit of a heroic feeling about going to the execution ground. The nine members did not have too much expression, and they formed a circle without saying a word , and at the same time pushed open the corridor door.

Meng Fuyou went up to the gate of the tenth floor of the Dao of Life and Death. She closed her eyes and moved her neck. When everyone else was still making their final psychological achievements, she pushed the door open and entered without hesitation.

After the pure white mist dissipated, the surroundings returned to darkness and silence.

This is a deserted street in the middle of the night, the dark clouds in the sky cover all the stars and the moon, only the street lights on both sides of the street are not bright.

Meng Fuyou looked around. The two sides of the street looked like residential buildings. She tried it, and all the doors were locked, and the openings of the buildings were sealed. The two sides should be just irrelevant background boards. It's the middle of the street.

Green belts, zebra crossings, traffic lights, all the necessary facilities at the intersection are all available, and in the middle is a flyover that flies across both sides of the street.

Meng Fuyou walked across the green belt to the middle of the road, but found no useful clues, and walked along the direction of the street for a while, but the scenes of the residential buildings on both sides of the surrounding were exactly the same, without reference objects, she could not judge herself Whether it has been taking a cycle road in stages or is it really moving forward.

After walking for about twenty minutes, the same crossroads and overpasses appeared again in front of me.

Meng Fuyou raised her eyebrows and glanced back, but in the dense night behind, she couldn't see whether the previous overpass still existed. She turned around, looked at the one in front of her again, and summoned a golden wing with a snap of her fingers. The snake flew over and wrapped itself around the street lamp at the bottom of the bridge,

Then she went back the same way, walked back to the big crossroad before, and saw that the golden-winged snake was still wrapped around it.

This intersection is the center point of the scene, and the other two sides are looping meaningless street scenes.

The surroundings were so quiet that a needle could be heard, which added a bit of eerieness to the deserted streets at midnight. Meng Fuyou walked to the side of the stairs of the overpass, and found that the stairs were not neat, and there were many cracks on the dark blue stone slabs. Weeds emerged from the inside, in clusters, looking very barren, and it seemed a bit out of place with this modern street.

She stepped on it, and there was a miserable and ethereal cry under her feet.

Meng Fuyou quickly lifted her feet up, and the wailing gradually died down. She carefully twirled the coil around her fingers, ready to deal with any danger that might arise.

But nothing happened.

Meng Fuyou lowered her eyes suspiciously. She was sure that there was nothing else in the place she stepped on just now, only stone slabs and weeds, but these weeds penetrated everywhere and almost covered the entire staircase, no matter whether it was the slabs calling or the grass calling. , it is unavoidable to think about it.

She looked up at the overpass, twitched the corners of her mouth, and raised her finger to shoot Pansi over, preparing to fly straight up, but the strange thing was that within the range of the overpass, Pansi couldn't stick to anything, whether it was air or objects. live.

This is the first time Meng Fuyou has encountered this kind of situation. She raised her eyebrows and knew in her heart that this overpass must be walked up with her feet. I am afraid that the effects of flying cards will also be forcibly invalidated here.

Stepping on the stairs again, only the first level, the grass tufts under the feet let out a mournful cry again, which was especially creepy under the night sky.

This time Meng Fuyou didn't back down anymore, the other leg also left the ground, and both feet stepped on the stairs completely, walking up slowly.

Every time you go up a level, the miserable cry under your feet becomes stronger, stronger and more real, the source of the sound slowly rises from the obvious under your feet, and begins to linger in your ears.

This overpass seemed to start to shine by itself, but it was a gloomy bright green, and it didn't look like something in the world anymore. Several pale hands climbed up the handrails on both sides, and the voice Meng Fuyou heard became more and more real. It even converged into clear words: "Meng Meng! Don't go up! Come down!"

It sounded like Lu Mingyan's voice.

But Meng Fuyou didn't turn her head back, she didn't even stop in her footsteps, she just walked forward.

Before getting the identity card, it is impossible to meet any other players, no matter hearing anyone's voice is interference, what's more, if it is really Lu Mingyan, it is impossible to just insist on asking her to come down without explaining other important information.

So this is a negative state. If you get off the bridge, or if it is more harsh, maybe you will be tricked just by looking back.

And if you look at it from the perspective of purpose, there is a high probability that this screaming grass is also to prevent her from getting on the bridge.

The overpass is full of small fluorescent lights, like real fireflies flying slowly. Meng Fuyou walked to the center of the bridge and found that there was no water under her feet, but her steps seemed to be walking on the water. Every step They all brought up circles of green fluorescent ripples, which gradually expanded and dispersed.

The mournful voice in her ear still hadn't disappeared. Meng Fuyou vaguely saw the silhouette of a person in the shadow of the supporting pillars of the overpass. This position was on the railing of the main front from below. It was impossible for her not to see it in the middle of the street just now. This person either just appeared, or you have to get on the bridge to see it.

She put one hand behind her back, coiled the wire around her fingers, walked around a certain distance, walked behind the figure, and saw clearly that it was a woman in a seersucker dress with her head loose, sitting on the railing, His feet hung out, motionless.

"Hello." Meng Fuyou called her tentatively.

After a few seconds, the woman moved, and turned her head slowly, revealing a slightly haggard face. Before the other party could speak, Meng Fuyou had already sorted out her features and the clues exposed on her body.

His skin is pale, his eyes are swollen, and he has cried several times in a row. Although it is a very loose long dress, he can still see that his figure is slightly plump. temperament.

"Go away, stay away from me." The woman quietly glanced at Meng Fuyou, then turned her head back.

Meng Fuyou half-guessed and tried to start the NPC topic: "If you die, your child will never come back."

"Who said that!! He's not dead! You don't save me!!" The woman suddenly lost her temper, turned around and roared at Meng Fuyou. When Fu You saw something was wrong, she quickly comforted her: "Of course it can be saved, I believe in you."

The woman gasped, her vicious eyes slowly retracted, and the blood red in her eyes also shrank back. Taking advantage of her calming down a little, Meng Fuyou continued to message: "But how are you going to save him? How can I help you?" ?"

The woman's shoulders shrugged, and suddenly she burst into tears. She wiped her tears and said, "Tears... tears..."

She seemed to be a little delirious, she just kept repeating the word "tears", then suddenly raised her head, and said in surprise, "Wang Chuan..."

"Wangchuan?" Hearing the key words, Meng Fuyou had some guesses in his heart, and then heard the woman say in a doubtful tone: "It's still on Huangquan Road..."

"Where... the entrance... I haven't found it yet..."

Meng Fuyou saw the woman sitting on the railing, lowering her head and trying to find something below. She took two steps forward, and there was a quiet road under the overpass. Meng Fuyou felt as if she heard a faint sound of water. , but it does exist.

"That's it." Meng Fuyou nodded thoughtfully, "I thought it was because of your existence that this overpass looked so hellish, but now it seems that this is the entrance of yin and yang."

"The way of life and death, tsk, it turns out that's how it's played. If you put it to death, you'll be born later."

She stepped on the railing of the flyover, looked down, and before the woman could react, she jumped straight down.

The night wind whistled in his ears, and Meng Fuyou allowed his body to fall freely. The moment it touched the ground, there was a clear and pleasant sound of water splashing.

Yin and Yang changed, and she fell into the river of forgetfulness.

The water was cold, but very clear. After Meng Fu slowly stopped falling, he swam up a few times and emerged his head.

The destination is a winding river that is still shrouded in the night sky, with no stars and moons. Both sides of the river are covered with half-person-high flowers.

She wiped the water from her face, and found that the water was unable to swim, no matter how she moved her limbs, her body did not get close to the shore.

In front of the dark river, a fluorescent green light group is lit up. From far to near, it is a light hanging on a small boat. The hull of the boat is wrapped by large leaves. The leaves are shiny, and the meridians can be seen clearly.

The boat slowly passed by Meng Fuyou, and she grabbed the side of the boat and rolled over.

His body was already drenched, but the water in the river was very strange. In an instant, it turned into water droplets, rolled out of the clothes, and fell on the boat.

The hull of the boat was wrapped by leaves, and the wobbly bottom was not very stable. Meng Fuyou was afraid that it would be crushed, so she sat cross-legged in front of the bow. Seeing a fluorescent green light ball just in front of her eyes, Meng Fuyou stretched out his hand to touch it, and found that the light had no substance, it looked like a shining crystal ball, but his hand went straight through it.

Walking forward for a while, the river began to fog up, and the manjusawa on both sides gradually decreased. Meng Fuyou saw a row of tall things in the middle of the river ahead, translucent, irregular in shape, hidden in the fog It's not easy to recognize, it's a bit like a row of transparent crystal trees, and it's like an installation art.