I Was Once a Legend

God paid no attention to them. After searching for clues for more than a week, they finally learned the specific opening time of the circus and the coordinates of the entrance.

This has nothing to do with the hard work they collected. One morning, Dong Zheng found a poster directly at the door of the apartment. I was afraid that they might not see it, so they posted it on the door.

Dong Zheng uncovered the poster and brought it back to the castle. Thinking of the clown who sent Victor to his house in the novice area, he had reason to believe that the poster was also sent by the clown.

The magician's face was painted in the middle of the poster, and a white rabbit was lying on his high hat. Various strange animals surrounded him, and the five characters of the "Hell Circus" written in exclamation were occupied by blood. In the lower third of the page, the specific time of the tour is marked.

At 7:30 pm on March 14, it was only four days away.

However, everyone was ready to go to the circus and was not in a hurry. After consulting Xia Qiongyun, she decided to take her with him.

The real purpose of throwing back the feelings, Hell Circus is also a very rare opportunity for pilgrims. Its existence is like the labyrinth of time, the choas library, or the loss of revival. It exists relatively independent of the pure white realm. .Pilgrims who successfully received the circus ticket can enter the clown's shop after the circus performance and exchange for some rare items that are difficult to obtain in the pure white realm.

Four days have passed since the last Bloody Night, Dong Zheng succeeded in bringing the relationship between the two closer.Determined that Cui Zuojing really didn't hate him, he consciously stopped being as forgiving as before, and his kiss was no longer just a touch away, but a real passionate entanglement.

Although Cui Zuojing sometimes expresses protest, it is up to him—more precisely, to his own feelings and thoughts.

Although he hasn't taken the initiative to give Dong Zheng a similar emotion until now, but the hugs and kisses of the man always make him feel being cared for.

He came to the pure white world twice, the first time because he didn’t understand many things because of his young age, he was cared by Henry Fuzheweike and their elders. They taught themselves and gave proper care in life. Over time, he awakened the ability of the killer to gradually become stronger, so no one would love him as meticulously, because everyone knows that he already has the ability to take care of himself.

This was especially true when he returned for the second time. He had always provided blessings to the wonton splitter squad. The teenagers he had trained in the past became mentors for others, teaching them how to survive in the pure white realm.

So much so that Cui Zuojing almost forgot how it felt to be cared for.

But Dong Zheng did not think so.

Why can't the strong be held in love in the palm of his hand?

Because he is very strong, he will not be injured, will not feel pain, and will not be tired?

Everyone is eager to draw warmth from others, and Cui Zuojing is no exception.

He has carried too many missions, and the fate of his former teammates is tightly tied to him. Every decision, every move of his is related to not only his life and death.

He was tight for too long, and Dong Zheng, at this time, put a red heart in front of him and asked him if he wanted it.

I have to admit that Cui Zuojing is greedy for this loved warmth.

If it was not his tacit consent, how could Dong Zheng have an opportunity?

On March 14th, the wonton splitter squads were ready to go and went to the coordinates marked on the poster.

There are a total of three coordinates. They looked for each other one by one. The first one was in an office building. They went up to the eighth floor and stood at the position indicated by the coordinates. The cubicle facing the bathroom was in deep contemplation.

There is a poster exactly like the one they got on the door of the cubicle. The directivity is very obvious.

This was a men's toilet. Wangque and Xia Qiongyun were waiting at the door. Dong Linhai stared at the toilet, and a question mark slowly appeared on his head.

Dong Zheng reconfirmed that the coordinates they are currently on are indeed the ones on the poster.

Lin Hangzhi looked around, looking for the entrance.

As the only person who has been to the circus in person, Cui Zuojing knew the evil taste of the clown, but said helplessly: "Don't find it anymore. I believe what you see is the entrance."

Linhai: "What? Can we get into the toilet?"

This idea was unanimously opposed by everyone, and they went to the next coordinate location.

Lin Hangzhi was lost in thought in front of the burning fireplace. Linhai raised his hand and asked: "Do we still need to buy some flying powder?"

Xia Qiongyun rarely vomited: "But it's hard to say whether this thing is connected to Feilu.com."

Dong Zheng took a deep breath and was just about to try it, when he suddenly heard the door of the living room being opened.

The owner of this family is back!

The owners of this villa are pilgrims like them. If they are found, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Go!" Dong Zheng made a decision immediately. The six people jumped out of the open window one by one. The cat waist hid under the window sill. Finally, Cui Zuojing just jumped out, and the owner of the house entered the living room.

He saw the strange poster affixed to the fireplace at a glance.

I didn't have it when I just went out.

"Hell Circus? What is this place?"

"I don't know." His companion was equally puzzled and reached out to tear off the poster.

Victor jumped lightly on the window sill and looked inwards brightly. At the moment the poster was torn off and held in his hand, the burning flame in the fireplace suddenly spewed out without any burning temperature. The son involved three people.

The fire went out.

"Well, it seems that someone has already used this entrance first." Victor Shiran jumped into Cui Zuojing's arms, stretched his shoulders and stretched a long lazy waist, flicking his tail, "The last is left A coordinate, I hope it is an easy place, otherwise you really have to drill the toilet."

It is impossible to drill the toilet, and it is impossible to drill the toilet in this life.

So when they saw that the coordinate of the third entrance was a surveillance camera set in a hardware store, they resolutely decided that it was it!

"Are you ready?" Cui Zuojing asked, "After entering, admission tickets need to be obtained separately. Everyone should separate. When you take the ticket, do your best. Don't force it. Your own safety is the most important thing."

Everyone nodded, and Cui Zuojing tore off the brand-new poster on the mottled wall.

The camera in the corner of the ceiling glowed with red light, and the original black hole shot suddenly brightened, reflecting the figure of everyone below.

All eyes suddenly turned black.

The figure of the six people disappeared into the hardware store in this way. The boss behind the counter yawned lazily. Seeing that the group of people who had just come in disappeared, I thought that I had not noticed their departure. In mind.

[...]

"Tick, tick..."

The sound of water dripping from the ceiling gradually became clear, and consciousness gradually returned to the cage, and Cui Zuojing opened his eyes silently.

He was lying on the ground in a small room, the concrete floor exuding the coolness of the bones, and the dim chandelier above his head illuminated the whole room.

The water leak was not far away, and the water was splashing on his arm, which was very cold.Cui Zuojing stood up and quickly checked the various functions of his body.

There is only a simple camp bed in the room, a wooden table, a bottle of mineral water and a radio on the table, the walls are mottled, and the iron door like the prison door is inlaid, the room is small, there are not many things, you can see it at a glance Completely.

Confirming that there was nothing else hidden in the corner, Cui Zuojing went to the table and turned on the radio.

After a short squeal, the adult male voice sounded low and echoed in the small room. Although there was some distortion, Cui Zuojing recognized this as the clown's voice.

"Welcome to the Hell Circus, I am the referee of this competition, the clown."

"In your shirt pocket, there is a card in it. On the field, you can eliminate other people in any way, obtain opponents' cards, or look for secret letter upgrade cards hidden in the field. Three days later, each field Survivors in China will focus on playing cards in their hands, and the top three will get tickets."

"The performance officially started three days later, and those who did not receive the ticket at that time will be evicted."

"The most exciting show is never free." The voice paused, and then said, "The lottery in this zone is [factory]. Good luck."

The tape came to an end and the sound came to an abrupt end. Cui Zuojing rewinded the tape and listened to it again.

The way to get a ticket is different from when he first came, but after so many years, it is normal for the circus to make some innovations.

Cui Zuojing touched his shirt pocket, and he pulled out a card from it. A large grass flower printed on the back of the card, and a small goldfish vomiting bubbles on the front.

Cui Zuojing:?

what is this?The Adventures of Little Carp?

Cui Zuojing was amused by himself and took the bottle of water on the table. Although he didn't know what other people's cards looked like, he intuitively told him that this card might be the most garbage in a series of cards. .

Since he needed to fight with cards in the end, he had to upgrade and upgrade or grab a few unfair heads in these three days.

Cui Zuojing tried to call Dong Zheng through the prisoner link, and his voice was deep in the sea. It seemed that the circus, which was independent of the pure white realm to some extent, regarded him as a participant, or that the circus did not allow him to use Dong Zheng The prisoner's convenience was taken into the prisoner's space by Dong Zheng.

In this case, your uncle also needs to get a ticket.

Cui Zuojing thought, no longer spending time in the room, opened the rusty iron door.

In front of him was a long corridor. Cui Zuojing came to an end. His Tang Dao was there with Dong Zheng, and he is now defenseless.

But there is the ability of the killer, for him, anything is an excellent weapon.

With the approach of the exit, the appearance of the plant gradually appeared. The moment Cui Zuojing stepped out of the corridor, the corridor behind him disappeared, and the wall replaced it, completely breaking all the possibilities of turning back.

It's been a long time since I ran through the box alone...

Cui Zuojing moved his wrists and quickly observed the surrounding environment. This is a large factory building, and dozens of belts are booming, transporting thousands of parts above to another place.

Cui Zuojing took a closer look, and the nets were something like small screws, nuts, and small steel plates, and I couldn't figure out what the original was.

The factory building is very tall, enough to look like ten meters. The ceiling is supported by a steel frame, with some intertwined wires hanging from the steel frame, and a row of large windows opening at a height of four meters. The non-glaring sunlight shines everything bright.

Cui Zuojing touched a few screws and copied them in his pocket.