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Tong Zhuo beat him up heartily.

It wasn't until he beat the man until he didn't even have the strength to pour the medicine, that Tong Zhuo pushed the weight that seemed to be tied with dozens of catties to the ground, sat down on the spot himself, and let out a long breath of foul air.

Dense blood threads were tied to the body of Chaser Gun, tangling Chaser into a red cicada chrysalis.

Each bloodline represents a layer of seal, and each layer of seal will make Ri Ri a bit heavier.

The current daily weight is at least twenty times what it used to be.

If it were another person, I am afraid that he would not be able to take up the day long ago, that is, Tong Zhuo insisted on challenging the limit, forcibly beating up people with a weapon full of seals, and he got a lot of credit for this.

But that's it.

The sky is slowly turning white, and the morning light is approaching, and the sky is about to dawn.

People should wake up too.

Tong Zhuo said, "I won't hit it anymore, it's too heavy, and it hurts to hold it."

Bai Qingyan didn't even have the strength to get up, and he lay flat on the ring, and said weakly: "Thank you...for raising your hand high."

Tong Zhuo squatted down beside Bai Qingyan, held his chin and said, "Your props are quite powerful, and you even made my daily into dumplings."

"..."

It's too much to show off even if you win.

Bai Qingyan was speechless for a moment, then sighed: "This is a sealing item, a sacrificial cage, as the name suggests, will increase the sealing effect as the user's injury worsens... This is the most serious injury I've ever suffered, although I didn't expect to win Possibly, but you..."

It's too strong.

"What are you, it's uncomfortable to hear. It's not that I don't have a name, just call me Tong Zhuo."

Tong Zhuo had a hearty fight, vented his anger, and became sober.

He knew in his heart that he and Bai Qingyan had no grievances or enmity, and he was actually quite guilty of beating him up like this simply because of venting his anger.

Didn't it mean to make friends, just make friends.

- Quite a bit of the loyalty of the world without knowing each other.

Bai Qingyan smiled weakly, and said kindly: "Okay, Tong Zhuo."

The morning sun hit Tong Zhuo's face, casting a hazy soft light on Tong Zhuo.

He was a little tired after squatting for a while, so he sat down on his back. There was nowhere to put his long legs, so he had to fold them up. The reason for his posture made him look smaller.

Bai Qingyan couldn't help thinking, who can see that such a small body contains the power to destroy the world?

"It's time for me to go back, it's already dawn, if I don't go..."

Don't go anymore... Wait!

Tong Zhuo suddenly realized, when will the sky be bright?what time is it now?Isn't the teacher already up?

He originally thought about going back before dawn and pretending nothing happened, but now it's all over.

Now that he calms down and thinks about what he did crazy last night, Tong Zhuo finally knows how to be afraid.

The story of him shaking people in the arena in the middle of the night won't have spread, won't everyone in the team know about it, won't the teacher come here with a thousand souls...

Thinking of the worst possibility, Tong Zhuo couldn't help shivering.

For a moment, Tong Zhuo felt that all the wounds on his body ached, and the uninjured places also ached together - such as the place where he had been beaten.

Hurry up and find a way to make up for it...

correct!

Tong Zhuo looked at Bai Qingyan.

This person is an insider, not only knows Qi Chaoge, but also knows that his teacher is not dead, so there must be more inside information.

When the teacher asks, he can say that he came to the arena to find out information, not to make an appointment.

The moment Tong Zhuo wanted to understand, his heart moved day by day, and he lay in front of Bai Qingyan who was about to get up.

"Stay still and tell me what you know."

Bai Qingyan: "..."

Is this called turning your face faster than turning a book? I see it.

He didn't have much strength at first, since Tong Zhuo didn't let him get up, he just lay back down again.

Tong Zhuo said: "You and I have no grievances or enmities. Let's be honest and treat it as a friend. I will take you through life and death in the future."

This is already the heaviest and most valuable of the benefits that Tong Zhuo can give.

No matter how many props and powerful weapons there are, there is no 100% guarantee that you can survive the life and death situation safely.

Of course, bringing Tong Zhuo also does not mean it is 100% safe, but at least Tong Zhuo is using his own life as a guarantee, which is much more than those illusory things.

It was because he was so sincere that Bai Qingyan was a little at a loss. He has been in the mirror world for several years, and this is the first time he has seen such a straightforward and pure promise.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Tong Zhuo gritted his teeth and used the threat he usually disdained: "It's useless for you to drag on like this. The wound left by Wanhun is engraved on the soul. Qi Chaoge can't escape even if he runs to the ends of the earth."

Bai Qingyan was stunned for a moment, and there was no threat of anger on his face, but a smile that Tong Zhuo couldn't understand:

"I can tell you everything, but I hope you can let Chaoge go after you know the truth. She is not a bad person, she just went the wrong way."

Tong Zhuo didn't dare to make promises for his teacher, but all the scores that should be put on were finished, and now he could barely slap his swollen face and pretend to be fat: "I have no grudges with Qi Chaoge, as long as Qi Chaoge doesn't do too much, I'm willing Speak for her in front of the teacher."

Bai Qingyan nodded, and said, "Chaoge died before coming to the mirror world."

"?"

Tong Zhuo's eyes widened. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Looking at Tong Zhuo's appearance, Bai Qingyan resisted the urge to pat his head: "You should think it's strange, don't you have never heard of such a thing?"

Tong Zhuo nodded: "Yes, I've never heard of it before. I appeared here after I fell asleep. The teacher was heard while walking on the road. I also know many players. Everyone is... It was transmitted suddenly while alive, so the dead can't think about it."

If the dead can come to the mirror world, is it considered a fraud or a rebirth?

Those who have been dead for ten years, 20 years, and 100 years have been cremated and the ashes have been scattered in the sea. How can they be brought to the mirror world?

... Isn't this a mess?

Tong Zhuo's little brain couldn't turn his head around. He had an intuition that this matter was impossible, let alone dead people. He had been in the mirror world for so many years, and he had never seen anyone missing an arm or a leg. The players were all strong and strong young adults.

Bai Qingyan said slowly: "The dead do not enter the mirror world. That is a rule that only appeared after Chaoge's generation. You should have experienced this. After you, no children have ever come to the mirror world, right?"

Tong Zhuo nodded: "Yes, children can't survive the game. I heard from the teacher that all the children who were pulled into the mirror world all died. Because the loss rate is too high, the mirror world automatically optimized the rules."

Bai Qingyan said: "The situation of Chaoge and the others is very similar to yours. After them, the rules of the world have been improved, and no one like them has come to the mirror world. Chaoge is now the only one left who is "death-death". The other "people who owe death" have all... died with unbearable secrets. "

Tong Zhuo was refreshed by this term, and his curiosity filled his heart: "What do you mean? What do you mean by "one who owes death"?" "

Bai Qingyan's eyes dimmed: ""People who owe death" are players like Chaoge who died in the mirror world. They were pulled into the mirror world at the moment of death, and they died in the real world, but After coming to the mirror world, I got a chance to continue to survive, but this kind of chance needs to be realized by using some kind of cruel rules..."

"What rule? Death?"

Tong Zhuo immediately thought of surrogate death, he is too familiar with this rule, he even tried reverse surrogate death himself.

But no matter what form of surrogate death, it is only applicable to living people.

For example, if a player uses a surrogate prop when he is seriously injured, all injuries will be transferred to the prop, and the player himself will be resurrected with full blood, or if a player accidentally triggers the death condition in the game, he can also use the surrogate prop to escape. robbery.

The surrogate props in the mirror world are very precious, and the number is very small, but it is the case in Tong Zhuo's circle. Xu Xiyan even burned dozens of surrogate props in the rabbit's nest.

However, no matter what kind of surrogate item it is, it has no ability to revive a dead player.

Tong Zhuo, a player who was so seriously injured that he had no strength to activate the surrogate props, and finally died with the props, has seen many players.

"It's a surrogate death, it's just... that's the god of death..."

Bai Qingyan couldn't continue, he couldn't even breathe now.

It didn't refer to the body's reaction caused by emotional agitation, but the difficulty of breathing in the physical sense, because his heart stopped beating at this second.

"Reaper what? What's wrong with you?"

Tong Zhuo didn't realize what was wrong with Bai Qingyan at all. A living person died silently before his eyes. No matter how well-informed Tong Zhuo was, he had never seen such a scene.

There is no such idea in his brain, so he can't react at all.

The morning light fell finely, but was blocked by Tong Zhuo's body, unable to illuminate Bai Qingyan who was lying flat.

Tong Zhuo couldn't hear the answer, so he looked at Bai Qingyan suspiciously, only to realize that the other party's face was dead: "Huh? You..."

Bai Qingyan looked at the place where there was nothing in the distance, as if he was missing or complaining.

"You... you're always like this..."

It's always like this...not following the agreement...

He was unable to utter even a single syllable, and the vitality faded from his eyes, together with the emotions that could not be expressed, and this was the end.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Until the end, Bai Qingyan's expression was calm, as if he was not afraid or surprised by the sudden death.

In just a few seconds, a living person died suddenly, without any pain or even the slightest struggle before death.

Tong Zhuo stretched out his hand in disbelief, wanting to touch Bai Qingyan's breath.

What?what happened?

Hey!

"Bai——before the last voice could be heard, there was complete silence.

The arena was silently enveloped in a bloody cage.

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