Nine Star Burden

In this world, there are people standing on the spectacular stage, fighting for their homeland, fighting for light, and there are people standing under the stage cheering for them.

During this stage of high school, Jiang Xiao and others represented Beijiang Province to participate in the national league, which has reached the peak of high school students.

Representing a province? That's good enough.

And some people are looking for other ways, and red-hot fires that have developed in another area are equally brilliant.

For example, Miss Su Ruo.

The vast majority of students do not know where to go after graduation, and Suzou has been on his own for a day.

Of course, no one can succeed easily.

As early as 6 o'clock, Su Ruo, a meat bag far from Jiangbin City, had already been aired. Su Ruo ate four small dishes in the breakfast shop, two drawers of bags and went home on his own.

Despite the proximity of the college entrance exam, Sulu still took time off. In fact, many awakener students took time off. Although most of the school took time off, it was not uniform.

The National High School League is an annual competition. It is undoubtedly the premier competition for Huaxia high school students. Though Sulu does not have the strength to compete, he must seize this opportunity to watch the competition with his fans.

At this time, Sulu's attention has reached more than 4 million people. Though not comparable to those at the top of the various live broadcast platforms, Sulu is already a leading anchor.

Suzou was very good at avoiding some questions, and she dared to relay the resumption, but never relay the preliminary.

Why is that?

Because the preliminary race is a heterogeneous creature and will inevitably involve factors such as blood, violence, killing, death, etc. Although this is a very formal race, she is likely to be blocked by the platform if she dares to broadcast it.

The premiere of the National Senior High School League was not broadcast on the national public channel, but on paid channels.

Though Sulu was watching live paid broadcasts on his home computer, they were not broadcast in the live broadcast room.

At this point, her live room is named: Watch the game with you.

Go into her live room. Where's the game?

She's the only one with a girl's breath on the computer desktop, and the way she's sitting at home in the bottom right corner.

In the middle of nowhere, when the camera shot the young man with the huge blade of his hand, Su Soft shouted with excitement: "Wow, the little skin is here! He was in such a cool position to carry a knife. It was engraved like a mold with Ha Yeon. These two look great together..."

There was a piece on the screen:?

“ ”

“Where is my Poison Milk King? Here comes the poison milk powder! ”

“After such a long time, the provincial newspapers and various media are creating momentum every day, saying that this is the most promising year, please don't lose the chain for us. ”

“How come I didn't see my brother-in-law? Brother-in-law powder is here! ”

“Leather god! Daddy, the powder is coming! ”

“Here we go, here we go. Leather and Yeon are cutting people off ~”

“Liar anchor, follow. ”

“The barrage is full of toes. Where's the picture? Penguins don't care. ”

“Cut the crap, you guys pay to go live. This is where we talk...”

Meanwhile, in a distant camp on the outskirts of Changan City.

Jiang Xiao and others wore soft hair bands, adjusted the position of micro cameras in the hair bands, and wore invisible headphones.

By the way, Jiang Xiao took the star beads of the fallen shadow from Han Jiangxue and put them in his pocket, carrying a large marching bag, carrying a giant blade, everything was ready.

In fact, for some teams, being able to stick around for 72 hours and come out alive is a pretty good achievement.

“Attention all members, enter!” At the point on the platform, the staff in front of the teams walked out in great strides.

Jiang Xiao and others hurried to catch up, turned around, saw Haitianqing stationed in place, waved at the crowd constantly, and showed a merciful motherly expression of worry and perseverance...

Or... let's not fight for honor, let's not think about it, let's not fight in that far away place.

Turn around, go home, stay with her, find a normal job, and live your life in peace, okay?

Hmm...

At this moment, Jiang Xiaohua turned into a theater genius, adding madness to himself!

If Jiang Xiao could read Haitianqing's brain, he would read it from Haitianqing's head: 72 hours! You have to hold on!

With 200 teams, they moved quickly and in an orderly fashion, and were led by staff into the ancient Imperial Palace.

As soon as he entered this special extra-dimensional space, Jiang Xiao had two intuitive feelings: dark and humid.

The air smells of mold, and there's a hint of blood in it, mixed together, making the crowd sick.

As on the 30th day of the last New Year, Jiang Xiao, at this time, had the feeling of entering the territory of the intelligent population again.

Why is that?

Because this extra-dimensional space is a mausoleum, and it's not a common little grave, it's a huge mausoleum!

To what extent? Nearly a thousand people can easily line up in front of the supply point door.

Jiang Xiao looked at the wall built by that particular dark stone, and there were some strange lines hidden above it, which had to make Jiang Xiao think that it was the product of the intelligent race.

Probably due to the folklore of entering the village, the supply points manned by the Guardian Legion were also constructed of stones with dark lines, surrounded by torches, and the sound of flames burning crackled.

Jiang Xiao found a strong light flashlight from the marching bag, illuminated it everywhere, far to the right you can still see the wall, there is also a row of torches on the wall, the beating fire lit up the dark imperial mausoleum.

On the left and forward side of Jiang Xiao, it's simply dark, it's hard to imagine how big this place really is.

Jiang Xiao shone his flashlight upwards, hidden view of the top of the mausoleum, the location of the crowd is considered to be the first floor of the mausoleum, and the rules are very clear: the 1-18 floor is the area of activity, if you go beyond, you will be directly sentenced to exit the competition.

Otherwise, Jiang Xiao would really like to go to the house to see the view outside the mausoleum.

Participants were in a different state, and some were shocked and fearful. At this point, the middle-aged man in the suit leather reappeared and shouted, "The game has officially begun! For 300 seconds, the team still stood around the supply point and asked for help. ”

In time, the participants became agitated and instantly changed from a large, disciplined squared team to a scattered sand, scattered and “escaped”.

“Which way?” Xiayen asked, "As things stand, there are people everywhere, and no one can tell the north-east from the north-west. No one knows which side is dangerous, where there are ancient armies and the lower entrance.

Almost all of the 800 entrants were here for the first time, crashing around like headless flies.

Han Jiangxue's head was slightly twisted, indicating a very distant light, "Walk against the wall. ”

Ancient Imperial Mausoleum is Chang 'an's characteristic heterodynamic space, in which heterodynamic organisms and the terrain conditions here have some information online, but it must not be said that this information is comprehensive.

At this time, the group of people had no idea what the terrain was. Walking against the wall was a stupid way, better than crashing around.

Even now, no one dares to stand up and say that the ancient royal mausoleum contains only exotic creatures that have been revealed.

After all, until now, no one has been able to reach the bottom of the ancient Imperial Palace... and the official has not announced that they have gone down to the bottom, the only thing that is certain is that they have not gone to the bottom.

That is, even the “ruins” of the ancient Imperial Palace have not been seen officially.

To put it another way, the desert army has been drifting down and the Night's Watch Corps is in the process of being cantoned.

Every floor the Duplicants develop, they build a human supply point at the entrance of the stairs. It's worth mentioning that even though they haven't visited the end of the day, it's enough for these kids to play on the field. Eighteen floors isn't enough for you to wave?

Forget the 18th floor. If you can get down to the 8th floor, you'll be the best of the year.

Jiang Xiaoquan looked at the hidden fire and walked out at least a hundred meters before reaching the wall on the right, which is still the way they go to the right, if you go to the wall on the left, it is estimated further.

“Pee, you come down.” Han Jiang Xueyi looked at Jiang Xiao's movements and was slightly surprised. You just came here to destroy the public property? What if they punish you?

Just saw Jiang Xiao a runner, and Harsheng slipped on the wall twice, jumped up, and finally the whole person stretched out in the air, pulling down a huge torch.

There's a row of giant torches burning on the wall, but you take them like this...

“Bum! Bum!" Jiang Xiao just took down the torch, turned off the strong light, and heard the alarm sound coming from the invisible headphones.

Everybody's in shock. It's over!

Jiang Xiao is a fool, isn't he?

“Team 3, A3! A3, come in! Move fast!” A male voice suddenly appeared in the invisible headphones, "Team 3, A3, call for help! ”

“Wrong channel! This is Student Channel! You run the Guardian Corps channel!” Another voice came, and immediately thereafter, there was no more sound in the people's headphones.

The four of us face each other. So soon?

Three minutes before and after?

That's not the point. The point is, did you run into the Gu Wu Legion so quickly? How close are they to the human supply point?

This is still the best first level of security. Is this how dense monsters are?

At a time when people were thinking in a dark way, there was a burst of anxiety behind them.

Of the 200 teams, Jiang Xiao had the same idea, and a lot of people came running through the walls filled with torches.

If the direction facing Jiang Xiao is taken as the "front”, then the rear has already started to riot.

“Thief against mother! Pumpkin!”

Far away, an outrage filled with local accents came along with a red dragon roaring with teeth dancing claws, completely lighting this dark ancient imperial mausoleum.