I Was Once a Legend

The strong young man's last firm and loving eyes, the hands clasped tightly with her, the bright red blood flowing from the heart almost tore her reason, and the blood stains on the cruel red and snowy field gradually At the same time, Wangque heard Allen's screaming again, and saw that he would definitely wave his dagger to the arm in the cold air.

She can't save anyone.

She still can't save anyone!

Why are you so useless!

waste.

Waste waste waste waste waste waste waste waste waste waste waste waste waste waste waste waste waste waste waste waste waste waste waste waste!!!

The tears seemed to be drained, and even the blinking of her eyes turned into a kind of torment. She gasped with gasps. It seemed that only such inner guilt and sorrow would not drown her.Wangque stumbled to the front, she seemed to have turned into a walking dead, full of brains thinking about how to save all that.

She must!Linhai must come back!

The corridor looks like there is no end. Wangque keeps walking and walking. She is cold and she is supported by a heart of obsession.

When there was a loud noise, something fell off the ceiling behind her, and Wangque didn't even return her head, and walked stubbornly forward.

I don't know how long after that she saw a door, the wooden door was locked from inside and could not be pushed open.

A key was falling to the ground at the door.

[You look a little sad, but choice always comes with regret, doesn’t it?

Those inexplicable words reappeared, and the winch was expressionless.

"Are you satisfied?" she said coldly.

[Don’t be frustrated, my dear little girl, as the boy said, the death here is not the real death.

In the room in front of you there is a murderer with a guilty conviction. His hands are stained with the blood of countless innocent people. Your next task is to kill him.

When finished, I will bring the boy back to you.

[Task update: kill the murderer.

She didn't believe the tempting words at all, and since Kether was manipulating the plot, she made it clear that there was fraud.

However, if you do not complete the challenge, you will not be able to clear the box, and Linhai will not have any chance to return.

This is the sin she committed, and she will not give up even if there is only a little chance of recovery!

The winch didn't hesitate much, she bent over silently, picked up the key, and shivered into the keyhole.

The door was opened and she pushed it open. It was a hotel-like room. The man fell to the ground. He was dressed as a cowboy. He was very tall. His brown hair was slightly curled. His beard covered most of his face. appearance.

His eyes closed, as if fainting.

A cowboy hat and a glass of half-drinked milk were placed on the table. Wangque stepped over to the man step by step. She stared at this totally strange face for a long while, and finally squatted down, touching the dagger in the other's waist.

She knelt beside the man, holding the dagger in both hands, with the tip of the knife facing down, aiming at his chest.

Is he really a murderer?

During the collapse, the remaining wise reason asked her this.

But this question was soon overwhelmed by crazy stubbornness.

The teenager dropped a nostalgic kiss and pierced his heart with her hand.

——Come back soon.

Wangque closed his eyes, and tears flowed out of his eyes again, dripping along the cheeks on the back of the strange man's hand.

She gritted her teeth tightly and thrust it hard.

Xia Qiongyun clutched his injured abdomen and moved to the small hole on the floor. According to the task reminder, he threw the little key that he finally found.

With a soft sound, I don't know where it fell. Xia Qiongyun took a deep breath and stood up by the table.

[Challenge task: find the key and put it in the designated position (complete)]

[Misupdate: Escape from Mermaid Hotel.

The closed door opened automatically, and Xia Qiongyun limped out with difficulty. Outside, there was a long corridor, which was very similar to a Western hotel in the early 20th century.

The gunshot wound was still bleeding, and Xia Qiongyun bit his lip, enduring the desperate pain, and kept muttering to himself:

"Persevere again, it's almost over, you're okay, you don't hurt at all."

Yan Ling played a role, and the pain was reduced a lot. It seemed that even the blood flow rate was slower. Xia Qiongyun seized the time and looked for the way to go.

She walked through a closed door and heard a sound inside, as if someone had hit the table.

Is there anyone else?Will it be a teammate?

Xia Qiongyun thought, and just above her head, the huge clock base that had been suspended high suddenly lost the pull of the chain and fell from the sky.

Lin Hangzhi's teeth crawled up with a grin.

How can I hit the table for no reason?Can this bad luck be better?Can we have something lucky!

He rubbed his knees and walked to the corner of the room, where he pulled a dozen tightly stretched ropes, and the chair next to them had scissors placed under the paper, saying: Only one rope can unwind the correct one. Open the door, try which one is right.

Is there no penalty for trying?

Before starting, Lin Hangzhi found a circle and failed to find the relevant clues. Eventually he returned to the rope and inadvertently hit the table again, and the movement was not small.

Lin Hangzhi picked up the scissors, frowned for two seconds, and decided to hand it over to fate as usual.

He cut off one casually.

There was a loud noise outside the door, something seemed to have fallen from the sky.

A few seconds later, a pool of blood followed the crack of the door and penetrated into the room from the outside.

Cui Zuojing suddenly opened his eyes.

The residual pain in his chest made him wonder if he had been taken out. He grasped the placket tightly on his chest, gasping for breath, and sweaty beads rolling off his forehead.

The blood contract transferred Dong Zheng's injury to half of him.

In the hotel, Dong Zheng suddenly felt dizzy when the two planned to go out and ask for information about other guests in the hotel to see if he could find out which one was the murderer.

Then he shook his body a few times, raised his hand to support the side table, but to no avail, his body was completely out of control, and his brain fell into a dizzy muddle that was difficult to extricate himself.Dong Zheng quickly entered the kernel, and the data flow on the information superhighway slowed down in a few seconds from the high speed of dragging out the afterimage, just like his thinking, almost stopped running.

He didn't drink that glass of milk at all!

Do not!Poison may be on the clothes sent by Lois!She said that after seeing the gold he brought, she had a killing intention, and then kept deliberately approaching it, just to poison!

Dong Zheng fell heavily on the ground and completely lost consciousness.

As a prisoner, Cui Zuojing needed to consume Dong Zheng’s mental strength when he was outside. The figure of the teenager became transparent when Dong Zheng felt dizzy. He didn’t even have a chance to say to Dong Zheng, the next moment He was forcibly pulled back into the prisoner's space, and the indescribable sense of weakness swept him, and Cui Zuojing fell to the ground without even the strength to move a finger.

A thick cloud of darkness came silently, wrapping him tightly and pulling it into the suffocating depths.

Until the extremely sharp pain forcibly awakened the consciousness of sleep.

A knife stabbed fiercely into his chest. Although he didn't see what happened at the last moment, Cui Zuojing was still very determined.He curled up his body almost into a ball, clenching his teeth, hoping to relieve the pain a little.

It was a long two minutes. When the pain gradually weakened, Cui Zuojing took a long, long breath, his fists clenched too hard, and his fingers almost froze, unable to straighten again.

Lois poisoned Dong Zheng, she fainted Dong Zheng, and someone took advantage of this opportunity to kill Dong Zheng. "He" stabbed directly into the heart with a knife, but there was a prisoner linked, which should have killed him instantly. The injury was split equally between the two people, and he and Dong Zheng did not die immediately.

Afterwards, there was a transition as when falling from the dragon boat. The scene was forced to change. Their identity changed, and the injuries on the body disappeared, but the pain did not disappear immediately.

Cui Zuojing was sweaty. He raised his hand and found that the back of his hand was dirty. The cuffs of the white clothes were almost washed away.

He sat up and bowed his head, seeing a large white robe stained with dust and a broken black strap.

There are obvious marks on the wrists and ankles that are worn out by the straps. This is a room of only ten square meters in size. There is an iron bed in the center, and he is sitting on it. There is nothing else.The only window was opened close to the ceiling, and only a faint light came in to remind people inside whether it was day or night.

The link with Dong Zheng's prisoner is still there, but Cui Zuojing can't perceive the position of the other party and can't communicate, but since he is still alive, Dong Zheng should be fine.

Isn't he a prisoner?How could it appear in the plot alone?

Cui Zuojing is not sure what the situation is. He did not receive the challenge task. Will he exist as a branch of Dong Zheng?

Anyway, go out first.

The room was dark and humid, there was no light, and there were scattered blood stains at the foot of the bed, like it was left for a long time and could not be cleaned. The door not far away was tightly closed, and a small movable window could be opened , Used to deliver food and water to the people inside.

Cui Zuojing made sure that his body was not in distress, and pressed his chest hard again with convulsions, making sure that the heart was still beating with due diligence.He got out of bed and found no shoes, so he stepped barefoot on the cold concrete floor and walked to the door to make sure it was locked from the outside.

But such a trick could not help him. Cui Zuojing picked up a stone in the corner and cut off the binding strap fixed on the bed.The belt became extremely hard and sharp in his hands, straight like a short sword, the teenager stabbed into the iron door, rubbed it a few times to cut the iron door into a rectangular hole, and drilled out smoothly.

The belt broke into pieces and was thrown to the ground by Cui Zuojing.

The hallway is long and narrow, painted blue and green under the white wall, the wall is peeled off in large pieces, the window is stained with a tan, and there is another confinement room next to it. The door is open and no one is inside.

It seemed to be the only living thing around him quietly.

It should be isolated here. Cui Zuojing walked along the corridor for a while and saw the stairs leading up. He walked up and finally heard the voices of others talking.

The corridor on this floor was much wider than below, and a nurse came head-on. After glancing at him, he ignored it and passed by directly.

Cui Zuojing continued to move forward, and his voice grew louder, and soon he reached an open door, and the voice came from inside.

Cui Zuojing looked inside. This is a lounge. There are five or six people in it. Men, women, and children are different. They all look a little strange. They just ignore other people and only concentrate on what they have at hand. ——

The old woman with gray hair dangling on the sofa was holding two empty sweater needles and knitting the air knit sweater carefully at once; the chubby middle-aged man was lying on the edge of the table and talking to the closed radio. The prophecy "The sun will explode in three months", spitting; a boy with obvious malnutrition crouched in the corner and smeared on the wall; a girl with blond hair stood in front of the window and looked out affectionately, But at thirty centimeters in front of her, the curtains covered the window.