The corridor is flaming.
Before the fire devoured the council room, the athletes fled towards the door--
Gunshots, turmoil and scolding sounded in one piece, metal scratched the walls, door frames, the front was arranged along the corridor of fire, flames clattered, a wall collapsed!
The first runner turned around and tried to crash a bullet to pick it up, but his pupils narrowed.
One bullet over the shoulder!
Second shot!
In the chamber of Parliament, the Delaise M1841 rifle/gun was fired twice, sweeping the wall out of a vacuum area of nearly 20 metres.
Witch Jane clasped her lips, held the arm of the gun holder steady and strong, and her expression was cold and dangerous. He reached back and pulled a wrestling chutu out of the rubble.
Behind the Garrison.
The parliamentary room was scratched for the most part by several people, Chu Chu took the material count from the guardian: “Paper shells were loaded with 12 guns/bullets, no more. Basically, they all popped off the player's life pod. It is estimated that there are 6 fitted Dreisse steps/guns, and a box of black bullets was picked up to visually gauge the caliber...”
Witch Jane's gaze paused on the cartridge: “Front loaded slide/gun bullet. ”
In the 17th and 18th centuries, firearms were still in their original prototype. Low shooting speed, single shot, slow loading, heavy body.
But if it were to come down, it would be possible to temporarily arm a standard escape show team.
Dressing/guns in Witch Jane's hands can be used as close snipers, while front loaded slippers/guns can barely replace shots/bullets/guns over a hundred years later.
The Prussian Potsdam rifle/gun in the boss's hand is one of the branches of the front sliding chamber/gun.
Witch Jane threw the magazine at the guard, and the man accidentally reached out and intercepted it.
“Six sniper rounds and 30 sliding/shooting rounds.” Witch Jane lowered her head and reckoned: "The fire is still spreading, and if it burns up to five hours later… all heating equipment will cease to function… civilians, noble priests. The fate of the athlete will be determined by fire. ”
Chu Chu expressed anxiety: “There is too little ammunition. ”
Witch Jane nodded: “Still fighting outside. Pushing from the timeline, it is now the first large-scale exchange of fire after Parliament and the second after the loss of heating for nobles and priests, that is, five hours later. Third time...”
Defense: “Before the fire goes out. ”
Witch Jane punched a finger: "Yes. We saved some bullets until the third exchange of fire. Civilian camps do not hold much ammunition. Now...”
“Let's go find Vera. ”
The fire tongue devours the walls of the magnificent palace and leaves a scary shadow of scorched black.
Without wasting too much time, Witch Jane found Jacobin's camp. Five hours after the opening, nobles and priests could still roam, while civilian camps could only rely on fire for heating.
On the side of the marble courtyard, above the Diplomatic Office, the climbers involved in the custody of the royal family flashed by.
Chu Chu grabbed the bayonet in his hand, and the slip went up to the first group of heads - Witch Jane hurriedly pressed the iron head Chu Chu: “etc. ”
In the distance, the rider also had a sliding bore/gun in his hand, swinging around the circle.
Shaoha, a long-haired player with pink hair, traded shifts with him. They are very far apart, but their sights are not close.
Witch Jane made a gesture, and at the moment of the shift change - the guard looked like a ghost, and the figure flashed at the corner of the wall, returning to the team for a moment: "Ran and Xiao Dye team patrol. ”
Witch Jane nodded, and countless pieces of memory flashed through her head, suddenly reaching out, rolling up her dusty, debris battle suit sleeve, and began writing with coke on the rubble of the hedge.
Chu Chu was confused for half a day and shouted: “Team... team mechanism?! ”
Witch Jane nodded and spoke quickly: “The third round of the team mechanism. There are two types of relationship: prom invitations and dance companions. ”
The fire licked half the Palace of Versailles, several people hiding against the light, only two amber pupils of Witchcraft could be seen in the Black Gourd. Witch Jane rubbed herself so grey that it didn't reflect much, her little curly hair fluttered down...
The guard rubbed a handful on his little curly hair, and his fingers seemed to have accidentally rubbed against Witch Jane's cheek.
Witch Jane shook her head.
Chu Chu, look at Witch Jane, look at her hands, look forward, stop wanting to say...
The guard threw the magazine at Chu Chu and asked her to hold it: "Go on. ”
Witch Jane hurried on and finished the illustration: “The players formed a team through invitations and dance partners, but the team relationship could only be extended once. ”
Chu Chu and Witch Jane and Weisheng painted three small men. There were arrows between them, and the three men formed a legal team. Once again, Witch Jane stretches out Vera - Witch Jane crosses a dotted line between Vera and the Guardian.
“Vera is Vego's 'teammate's teammate's teammate's teammate', stretched twice, unable to form a team with Vego under the rules, so it is important to keep a vigilant distance. ”
Just as in the Little Trianon Palace, there was an illegal formation warning that Witch Jane could never approach a thin fire outbreak.
“The Jacobin faction of the civilian camp, with at least 20 survivors to date, is the largest existing camp in the Versailles Palace. Correspondingly, however, the tails have fallen, and the fragmented formation mechanism is the most vulnerable soft rib in a large camp.” Witch Jane looked at the distance: “It's like just now, Lincoln and the female shift-watcher didn't have a team relationship, so it's a long way off. And -- Xiao Dye and Lan patrol at the same time, like Xiao Dye and Lan as dance partners, Caesar is also Lan's teammate. ”
In the diagram, Zoe and Wenlin were added together, the top five Jacobins. Witch Lin quickly drew a dividing line between the characters: “Zoigo and Wenlin are teammates, they can't be small dyed teammates. Even because of the rules, they can't get close to tiny stains. Once we restrict the opposite camp players in the fight...”
“... if the tiny stains are forced to come close to Zoe, the Jacobins will fall apart.” Chu Chu took a breath and his eyes lit up for a second: “Okay! ”
The gunshots took a break.
The Versailles palace is dull with snow and goose fur outside the window, and the flames of the house burn.
The survival figures landed at 30 when the passengers made their fourth change patrol.
The Clawson player was in a trance for a while, 30 fully guaranteeing his progress to the next knockout round, not to mention the survival figures added up by the two show groups… he seemed to have a good chance of winning.
The last round was a witch with a winner, and this round was...
Screaming!
Lin just asked for a gun and shouted across the street. Chu Chu pointed at himself with a black hole.
Lin Jia mourned his face and knew that he was a younger brother and younger brother. “Sister Chu...”
Chu Chu persecuted: “Shout. ”
Lincoln: “What, what?! ”
Chu Chu was not welcome to load, and Lin Jiao shouted, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no.”
In the room held hostage, Ning Fengbei and Vera were unloaded with all their weapons. Ning Fengbei was bored with Vera, blowing her throat: “Zizi child...”
Vera creeps: “Get lost! What's that noise out there? ”
Ning Fengbei pushed the door immediately, and Caesar, like a hill, blocked the door and shouted: “Don't go out, you big girls, don't go out! …… ”
Outside the door, Lan's patrol route was simultaneously attacked, and when she looked cold at the guard in front of her, she fired a quick shot and the bullet blew out!
The little dyeing of the footsteps came from behind, just about to jump off the support, but suddenly from afar, the lincolns screamed.
After a little dyeing, he turned his head hard and was already loaded when he was defending himself, and the barrel/gun splashed out of Mars. The tiny dye was forced to retreat and she was always against the wall, keeping the maximum distance from the embassy reception in the wing building. Then greet him - open the side door between the embassies, take Zoe's fire, and whip the ballistics toward the guard.
Zoe finally showed up.
He's not a Dye teammate, but because of the camp relationship, he's stuck with the alarm distance to give Dye Fire support.
Witch Jane was silent, silent in her heart three, two, one, and then the gunpoint was fiercely hot!
Dressing/Gunshot ejects almost simultaneously with the front slide! Zoe's pupils shrunk, two guns lurked in very different corners, and when the glider/gun operator was the guard, the operator of the drasai must have been the witch. The gunshots were heard at least 50 metres apart, creating crossfire in the rubble of a hedge.
Not only was Zoe's vision cut off from the Witch Jane's hideout, but she didn't necessarily see the Witch Jane when she defended herself.
How did the two men synchronize the guns?
The tiny stain dodged in time, and the two bullets fell flat together. She just relieved herself and looked up cold and saw Zoe's expression on her face.
Zoe: “Run, don't be shooted. ”
Dye: “What...”
The second wave of bullets is coming out of the Witchcraft camp again!
Little dyeing rushed back again, one of them fell on the floor, didn't have time to climb up, the watch on the right was suddenly red and bright!
Illegal team prompt.
The tiny stain stunned for a few seconds, making Nezoi jump out of the window before she did. When the red light flashed, the tiny dye realised that it had entered the illegal group distance from Zoe.
She came in unconsciously. No, she came in with a gun when she was a witch guard.
Before prejudging her departure, firing forced her to adjust and eventually hit Zoe.
Scarf's pistol technique is less sophisticated than that of a well, but the angle is too harsh. Most of the Versailles Palace burned down and went into alley warfare, and the walls and bunkers were intricate - tiny stains. Aren't these bunkers as simple as junior high school students to solve geometric problems in Witch Jane's head?!
Little heartbeat! The purpose of Witch Jane is not to kill herself, but...
The already fragile walls collapsed as a result of the exchange of fire and the smoke took off.
After the shelter, the witch Jane finally appeared. Juveniles carry Prussian heavy, long, old-style rifles in front of them.
Zoe has jumped off the wing building and relinquished fire support. Lan was still heavily suppressed by the guards, while Xiao Dye was pushed out of view by the line of fire he had just taken.
The guard gave him a thumb up far away.
Witch Jane's lips flashed slightly, then stepped firmly into the smoky ruins, leaving a shadow of nothingness.
He's got four bullets left.
The third floor heard an arrogant cry from Ning Feng Bei. He was soon submerged in a rolling smoke. The direction of the vanishing witch Jane suddenly sounded the Dressing needle again. The girl screamed sharply and was quickly pressed and silenced again.
Three rounds left.
The rest of the civilian players were fast approaching while Lan was still fighting back. Zoe and her partner have turned to support Lincoln, and Chu Chu has run for his life...
Chu Chu can't do anything else. He has excellent taste in clothing and escape skills. Witch Jane glanced and listened to the sound of gunfire outside the fog. Zoe is hesitating. He was shooting at this point much slower than he was loading, and there was only one possibility.
Jacobin doesn't have a lot of bullets either.
The black smoke choked Witch Jane's eyes red, his rifle/gun was carried behind him, and she had replaced the bayonet in her hand. Cold weapons in the fifth round of elimination were of poor quality, and the blade was bent by the heat of the fire alone, but there was more than enough tiny staining.
Little dyed cry.
Witch Jane quickly comforted herself: "Sorry, just a moment! ”
Little Dye Mumbled: “My adorable little brother dragged me away in the race! Dare to adore me in broad daylight...”
Witch Jane: "What, what! ”
The third floor is right in front of you.
Witch Jane took a deep breath and stepped out the stairs - Caesar was pointing a gun at Vera in front of her.
Nitrous smoke is dull and pungent.
Vera's eyes lit up, the teenager dressed in scorched black ash, and the bayonet stuck a small stained carotid artery appearing from the stairs of the black hole. The cheeks were gray and black, and only a small, shallow, round wine chamber was wiped off with a clean white imprint, as if it were marked by someone.
Fingerprints.
Vera's a distraction. The shape is definitely not very clear, so it can only be...
Witch Jane looked at Caesar and spat only one word: "Change. ”
Hostage exchange.
Caesar looked at the witch Jane with a shitty face and seemed to have no idea how people came up from below. He nodded his head for half a day and waved his hand: "Okay! ”
Keeping a close eye on Caesar's micro-expressions and his eye direction, Witch Jane tried to guess where the "conductor” was hiding, but ultimately had nothing to gain.
“…” Witch Jane: Caesar's mind can't be read at all. I heard the captain say that Caesar didn't think at all...
Caesar said, "Get in there and change. ”
Witch Jane nodded and went inside with a small stain.
The house is heavily covered, furnished in minimalist pieces, and the walls feature a portrait of Queen Mary - the queen's bedroom in the Versailles Palace. She married here, performed her duties for the royal family, and even gave birth here. In France, Queen Birth is considered a celebration of the whole of Versailles, and in order to confirm that the Prince is "born to the Queen”, all citizens are allowed to visit the Queen during her childbirth.
When Marianne Donovanette was born a prince and queen, the entire room was crowded with curious visitors in front of the walls, cabinets, tables and chairs, and the baby crashed for a moment to congratulate or reverse his political position.
It's hard to tell if Mary gets more glory or more shame here.
When Caesar stuffed Vera into the mantle, he instructed Witch Jane to hand herself the tiny stained hand: "On my count of three, two, one. Who won't let go? It's a puppy! ”
Witch Jane nodded and, after the curtain, Vera reached out to him.
Watch as usual, no illegal team reminders. At least Caesar didn't give it to him.
Caesar shouted, "Three! ”
Witch Jane grabbed Vera's hand and let go of the pinch.
Caesar: "Two. ”
“One!”
Caesar pulled the tiny dye in front of him, and Witch Jane protected Vera between the electric lightning stone fires.
If the hostage exchange succeeds, Caesar will kill two people without expecting Witch Jane. Witch Jane quickly handed Vera the rifle behind her and replaced herself with a bayonet -
With a flash of red flash, the rifle/gun suddenly retreated from Caesar.
Witch Jane.
Vera's uniform is white...
He turned around suddenly, Ning Fengbei in red was holding his rifle/gun, excited and filled with NTR Vera's delight: "Little Witch! We're going to save Vera--”
Wait, where's Vera? How did Ning Fengbei get replaced...
The curved bayonet suddenly opened the curtain.
Vera was right behind the curtain, controlled by another gun.
Wenlin stood beside Vera with a smile.
Witch Jane gave a look.
The party leader of the Jacobin faction is perfectly familiar with his path of command and can even reverse the layout of the foresight witch and set a trap before. The layout of the party leader is conservative, similar to the style of auxiliary combat -
Party leader is the auxiliary to the white moonlight, Wenlin.
Red and white roses were simultaneously abducted. The exchange of Ning Fengbei for tiny stains did not violate the gentleman's agreement between Caesar and Witch Jane. But as long as Vera is not rescued, Witch Jane will deliver it to the door--
No last resort.
Witch Jane exhaled softly, sincerely sighing: “Wow! Brother Wenlin! ”
Wenlin smiled: “So is the little witch. When the game is over..."
Witch Jane suddenly pulled her knife and split straight into Caesar. At the same time, she quickly reminded Ning Fengbei of the gun: “There is still a bullet! ”
Bang--
The lifebay popped up suddenly, and Witch Jane just swept a glance and knew that Ning Fengbei had made the most correct choice. She killed the most unprotected little stain.
Survive 28.
Wenlin finally discolored and his wrist forced him to execute Vera. Ning Fengbei was about to save Vera with a bullet - she didn't care if the white rose died, but was dragged down by the witch: “Run! ”
Ning Fengbei: “Running what..."
Witch Jane explains hard in the smoke: “Vera became a hostage worth more than she became a lifeboat. ”
The shooting went off again, and the other party was sure that the two men were no more bullets and were indiscriminate.
Witch Jane reached out to Ning Fengbei.
Ning Fengbei's eyes lit up.
"'The last two bullets,' said Witch Jane softly. We card the perspective. ”
Nitrous smoke.
Five minutes later, Ning Fengbei patched the door and opened fire.
Survive 27.
Fifteen minutes later, the two fled the wing building wildly, and the line behind them was half as weak as it had just been. Ning Fengbei was not breathing: “Can you shoot me? Can you do it now? ”
Witch Jane bites her teeth: “Hang on a little longer. Give them the last bullet in exchange for all their food, no loss - watch out, shoot! ”
Ning Fengbei returned fire.
One person was targeted dozens of meters apart, hurriedly fell from upstairs, and the silver lifebay popped up instantly!
Survive 26.
Not far away is the sound of a dull gun, and the spin returns to silence. Jacobin Pie no longer had ammunition to support and could shoot both of them.
Survival suddenly jumped to 25, 24, and Witch Jane stopped thinking. Either Wei Yan or Jing Yi Shuang C did it.
Retreat the target point, Chu Chu cheered for a moment: "Sister Vera is back - wait, who's here? My tip is illegal team-Ning, Ning Ning?! ”
The alarm dripped, and Witch Jane quickly took Ning Fengbei away: “Run, go find the thin fire! ”
Ning Fengbei nodded and, as he walked, solemnly thanked Witch Jane: “Are you going to bring Vera out? ”
Witch Jane nodded.
Ning Feng tangled north: “Are you alone? Want me...” Half a day is silence.
Witch Jane explained calmly: "The Jacobins are out of ammunition. ”
Light firefighters still have guns, and big men don't run out of half-plate bullets. The first ten boards of the two groups of promotions were nailed. None of them followed Jane to save Vera's life. Even if Big Chu is willing to help friendship--
The boss is not a Vera ally, and the two groups in the alliance eventually need to decide on a ranking.
Vera is also being held by Jacobin's wing tower.
Witch Jane is more willing to risk herself to save Vera than she is to eventually win against her allies Chu Chu and Big Brother.
He can't let the big man lie down and win this game.
22 survivors.
Finally, there was only one battle left for Witch Jane.
Witch Jane made a fueled gesture and turned around and left.
Ning Fengbei suddenly shouted behind him: “Shall I lend you that little thin gun?"
Witch Jane raised her hand to indicate that Ning Fengbei had nothing to worry about, her little round face smiled undiminished, and the black painted cheeks still had the old man's fingerprints to wipe off the dust.
A servant of the wind and dust, never moving forward.
Ning Feng took a north meal and revealed his rare admiration: “See you in the duel! ”
Witch Jane nodded and swept her gaze toward the bunker before stepping out of the battlefield. The boss leaned against the wall, skillfully loaded the gun, and flipped his five fingers like the most dangerous art of grabbing people.
The two of them wiped their shoulders past.
Witch Jane reached out and the man bowed his head to a clap: "Go. Do your best. ”
Identify and respect his decisions.
Witch Jane's smile flashed suddenly.
The fire outside the door is weakening. Witch Jane slightly estimated that Wei's flames would be extinguished in two hours, and that the civilian camp would surely execute Vera before being phased out. There's not much time left for him.
Jacobin Pie ran out of ammunition, leaving only cold weapons - the poor quality bayonets of the show crew. Witch Jane is similar, but he has better weapons.
He doesn't have it, but he knows exactly how to find it.
Jane stepped out of the hallway. Behind her, Chu Chu was making a scene with the guard: “Let's go help the little witch again. What's wrong?... how to let him go alone..."
“That's his choice," he said. ”
The cold wind comes in from outside the fallen window fan.
Witch Jane avoided the belligerents and rushed to the basement quickly. There was the first NPC-Armored Female Samurai he and Vera met at the opening. The basement door opened and the unbroken purple card lay still on the ground. Witch Jane picked up the character card.
“Julie, the mistress of Louis XIV Stables, a civilian girl of not light origin...”
The clues in my mind are twitchy and all the details in my memory are in series.
Witch Jane rushed out of the Palace of Versailles, shouting a whistle. The pony jumped and ran, carrying the witch Jane to the stables...
Snow on the hoof.
The cold wind whistled from his ear. Witch Jane clearly remembers that there is a locked sword in the stables, and the handle of the sword is as engraved with a flower J-shape on the armor of the female samurai, obviously one of the mission items.
Purple card, armor, samurai and sword. The identity of this “Julie" is not noble, there is another reason why it is necessary to be a purple card, such as her sword...
Witch Jane pulled the reins tight and leaped down to look in the stables. The knight's sword is still buried in the snow, his body wrapped around the chain, and he can see a tiny crypto box at the end of the chain - unlike the first round, the Witchcraft has only an hour to decode, otherwise he can only continue to save his teammates with a poor quality bayonet.
The teenager's heart was beating fast and his palms were sweating.
The pony stared at the witch Jane and kicked something out of the snow for half a day. Witch Jane picked it up when she stood up and stunned when she got the book.
The score, this is still Luli's score. But Luli's copy has been unraveled - Witch Jane flipped through it, sweeping through the second page.
Lead singer, chief actress of the Paris Opera House. Julie d 'Aubigny.
Lead singer Julie.
"Go back to the Palace of Versailles and go to Luli's Opera House! ”
Versailles, the fire is weaker than that. Luckily, the fire burned down only half the wing building, and Witchcraft rushed to the opera house the quickest, finally finding Julie in countless personal notes.
“She was the mistress of the stables manager... This 14-year-old girl did not ask for jewelry from her lover, she did not want to wear Chinese clothes, she asked to learn swordsmanship like his obedience...”
“In her life, only songs and swords could capture her attention until she met the rich businessman's daughter, Anna. Julie couldn't help but fall in love with Anna. She eloped with Anna and was wanted by the entire Paris police force. She had to go back to Versailles and beg for Louis XIV's pardon...”
“Julie finally struck the Sun King with a song. She broke into Anna's prom and presented a duel to the three men who pursued Anna. Julie is one of the three enemies, the other is not dead but injured. This female swordsman has a huge reputation...”
“Anna eventually married the Marquis of Florence. ”
“Julie has always followed Anna with her sword, Anna's most loyal knight. Julie has never experienced a single defeat in her life. ”
“She is one of the founders of the sword, and she is the patron saint of the maiden council. She was the first swordsmith ever seen by the French - Julie Obini. ”
Witch Jane crossed the horseback again: "Let's go and get the sword! ”
The snow and goose fur lay on the ground, and when the Witch Jane returned to the stables, only half an hour remained before the fire was extinguished. The stables were gray and dark, and the witches glanced at them, and their gaze was sharp.
By the knight's sword wrapped around the chain, there seemed to be a translucent figure flashing past and not really seeing it in the dark. However, Witch Jane couldn't help but get off the horse a slip closer to the password lock and type in the name of the lady knight's lover, “Anna"...
Chain rub open!
Witch Jane doesn't hesitate to reach out and hold the handle of the sword, the sword's body glows and even sees the tiny lights on the blade - Witch Jane is almost certain that the show team is plugging power into the knight's sword!
Suddenly a translucent pair of hands also held the handle of the sword before Jane came back to kill her.
Witch Jane paused and looked up at the ghost of this knight.
Unlike what Witch Jane imagined, Julie was gentle and beautiful, wearing a snow-covered cloak and laced hat. She laughed with rare semantic beauty. It's hard to imagine that this is a female swordsman who has fought all over France.
Julie whispered, "Take it and fight for your lover. ”
Witch Jane blushed slightly and quickly explained that she was going to save Vera: “No, not her lover...”
Julie smiled: "Maybe one day you'll fight for your lover. ”
“May you, like me, be brave, devout and never regret it. ”
“Go on. ”
The ghost dissipates slowly.
The witch stunned for a few seconds before crossing the horse and rushing towards the Versailles Palace again.
The fire is nearly extinguished.
18 survivors.
Wing Tower, in Queen Mary's interior.
Just as Caesar hesitated to eliminate Vera, a horse burst out the window.
Downstairs in the tower, Witch Jane stood alone with a negative sword.
"Are you alone? ”
Witch Jane nodded.
Lan watched for half a day and suddenly smiled: "Gentlemen's war? ”
Witch Jane thought, “Whatever you want, don't move Vera. ”
Lan Yi slams the window: “Interesting," turns around: “There's an A-level trainee score here, which one of you wants it? ”
Zoe had no expression on her face: "Where's the guardian? The showdown is over?” Wenlin helpless: “You... you are not happy with the athlete and the little witch, you are not happy without the side...”
The pink-colored, long-haired girl immediately raised her hand and fought: "Me, me, me! ”
Lan: “Yes! ”
Two minutes later, Witch Jane walked up to the tower and the sword sheathed behind her.
The knight's sword and bayonet struck suddenly. The bayonet swung and broke into two sections. The little girl burst into the witch's carotid artery with a half-cutter.
The teenager slipped away, sword fenced and guarded, blade sharp. The cockpit pops up in two rounds of intersection.
Survive 17.
Witch Jane gasped slightly and stood on her knees without dragging mud. "Next, who's coming? ”
Lan's expression condensed and Shaoha smiled softly: "Me. ”
The dagger is as ghostly as a sheath, and the witch Jane can even see the red coagulated blood trough. He dodged the assassination with one lower back, and his sword struck straight, as if waving his sword tens of thousands of times in the Floating City training room. The lantern dagger was strangely clever, and the witch walked steadily and awkwardly, and within just ten rounds, the quicker the two of them were recruiting until the witch leaves a flash--
Lan couldn't help but rush out of the window and suddenly grabbed her wrist when she fell.
Both of them fall from the second floor!
Rub it, followed by countless subtle sounds of floating ice cracking. Zoe frowned and remembered for half a day that Witch Jane was the opponent of this round: “What's below? ”
“It's the river. It's frozen, it's not very firm.” Wenlin: “Does it hurt? ”
Zoe snorted.
Under the window.
Witch Jane climbed up one step before Lan, and the two of them passed without fail to open cracks of ice, like ice crystals clustered into demonic flowers and blossomed beneath their feet. Witch Jane wrapped a sword in the humid cold wind and slaughtered it with thunder. The young girl rolled over and stood with her feet in the legs of a witch.
The first ice hole cracked open!
Witch Jane strode backwards and pushed him far under the ice. Yet immediately above the rampage - the ice floats like a bead of snow, and thin ice begins to collapse in the direction of the cave. A sword broke across the lantern's retreat, and a dagger attacked the girl, suddenly protruding her other hand as she was beside herself -
Witch Jane took a sip of air.
The crushed ice was clamped between the two fingers of the lantern, and his cheeks were drawn out of his arms and a long bloody mouth. Witch Jane's pupils narrowed and her momentum skyrocketed.
Zoe Wenlin and Caesar sighed simultaneously. Caesar climbed the window directly: "Too shady! Goddamn...”
Wenlin scrapped and pulled the 300-kilo Caesar out of the window: “Don't go down, it's a race. ”
Not far away, Versailles roof.
Weishu's eyes were micro-pressure.
Metal choked on the ice. Witch Jane began to sink at the same time as Lan. Witch Jane took off her first absorbent coat and did not mind immersing herself in the cold river water. Lan's hair was as wet as it could get, and his sword wounds seeped blood behind him, but his eyes were still harsh. She stayed close to the witch Jane and suddenly submerged herself in the water--
Witch Jane is sinking at the same time!
The crushed ice floats around the two of them, forehead and a blood trail flips from the river. Wenlin's eyelids jumped.
The two men fought too hard.
They are the most respected competitors, regardless of style.
Watches survive with numbers jumping.
Sixteen.
At the bottom of the river, the lifeboat finally popped and slowly surfaced. Countless eyes staring at the river water--
Finally someone drilled out of the water.
Witch Jane.
He climbed up from the river with a falling dagger in his hand and stuck it in a seam of rock by the river. Wipe the ice water off your face for half a day.
The teenager's otherwise deep wounds were whitened by ice water and bleeding slowly. The sword of Julie Kenzi is still in his hands. He tried to stand up with his sword.
Wenlin finally said, "Bring Vera out. ”
In the distance, Ning Fengbei could not bear to see: “Lan is a madman, and the little witch also fought with him? He's not opening the lifebay yet? ”
The thin fire carried Ning Fengbei wildly avoiding the well double C sniper: “Auntie, let's get out of here first, shall we? Little Witch is a bad baseman. If he doesn't spell, the first round of the knockout will be out. To this day, he's crazier than Ran. ”
“Round five. Lots of Witch fans and lots of Blacks. This is his famous battle... hey, why is Wei Yan after us?? ”
On the top floor, the guard shot him at will.
Survive 15.
Witch Jane tried a few times and finally stood up, her back straight and lowered her voice upstairs: “Next. ”
Zoiding watched him for a few seconds and finally took a deep breath and went downstairs: “I'll do it. ”
Countless cameras hovering around.
Zoe reached out to Caesar to borrow a knight's sword.
Caesar was angry: "The little witch is already so miserable, Zoe. Let's bully him like this--”
Wenlin sighed: “It's not bullying. ”
Down the window, Witch Jane held the sword again. By this time, the heating equipment has completely stopped running. The teenager's arms trembled slightly, but the sword held extremely steady. He has undoubtedly used all his strength.
Zoe: “Come on. ”
Witch Jane nodded and split up--
Anyone can see that Witch Jane is close to weakness and that the sword is floating. At this point, not just Zoe, but any F practitioner who has even been eliminated can easily overthrow him.
Rooftop, guard knuckles rarely whitened. He looked straight at Jane, but he didn't do anything.
Identify his decision and respect it.
Zoe scratched the sword, neat and clean.
Where Witch Jane is, the lifebay pops up unexpectedly.
Fourteen survivors.
Witch Jane eliminated.
Julie's sword fell uncontrollably and the pony strapped not far away ran anxiously.
Upstairs, Wenlin unblocked Vera: “Congratulations, you're free. ”
On the roof, a dark shadow fell.
Wei quickly retreated, turning two inescapable practitioners into lifeboats. This was followed by Caesar, who wandered around, followed by Mingyao and Wenlin. The guard was like a silent blade penetrating the crowd--
Ultimately against Wei Yan.
Survival, 3.
Survival, 2.
Chu Chu Cerser shook: “Wei, Wei Gon... I'm going to lay down and win?! …… ”
The watch on the right suddenly blew up a fireworks.
The fifth round of elimination is over.
Clawson show number one: 299976.
FX63522 player Chu Chu
The whole camera pulled together at the same time, the helicopter hovered down, the robot jumped out of all corners of the field and quickly retrieved the lifebay...
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The fireplace snapped.
Witch Jane turned around and woke up confused.
Then look around.
The practitioner slept seven to eight, and Caesar's red hair raced and snored, lying on two little cushions, covered with cartoon quilts, and didn't know who was tucking them neatly in.
The side lights are faint.
Witch Jane turned around and beautified herself.
Big man leaning against the wall, wearing frameless glasses, Sven Junlang, reading a paper book.
A thump, a warm, roasting witch's sheath squeezed into the half-open quilt of the guard hour.
Man on the cover.
The Twin Cities.
“This is the best of times and the worst of times...”
Witch Jane was stuck in a quilt. The old man looked at a page, and he followed it.
“The shadow of fear and hatred hangs over France, and no one knows what the danger is tomorrow...”
If the fifth round of knockout shows France in Voltaire's eyes, then Dickens sees France quite differently.
The boss pressed the man into the quilt: "Sleep a little longer. ”
Witch Jane stared at the old man's frameless glasses and swallowed a sip.
The guard turned off the light with his hands, pressed the person against the pillow, and bowed his head down.
Dry kisses fall on the tail of the eye, healing wounds, and sides of the neck.
Witch Jane, flank your face.
The guard sealed the teenager's lips.
Thanks to Pepper's boy, Southern Phantom Free, Yokono grenades ~ ~
Thank you, camael, nemi, ether, no., Gu Ming Yan, boundary water, a little witch fish, Ye Lincheng, Li Yue, water purification cold jade, An mine ~ ~!
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