Bloody stink.

Before Caesar reacted, Weishu's pupils suddenly opened.

Witch Jane disappeared.

More than one person has been eliminated in just two hours, and the order of elimination is out of school. At this time, only the juvenile's lifestyle compartment is left in the bedroom.

The guardian closed his eyes, his gaze swept over the uncondensing blood, and his pupils, which were no different than those of ordinary humans, extinguished lightly. His fists were tightened under great force, and his eyes were dark and horrible when he was swept over by the camera.

Like a fierce beast suddenly unable to protect itself from being torn apart.

Two cameras flew by, and the remotely manipulated little camera behind the camera was unjustifiably cold!

Wait, this is just a regular game and shoot...

Next moment.

Men kicked open the half-open door, plagiarized like a sharp knife, violently squeezed into a messy bedroom, bare their shoulders outside the training suit, muscular tightness, like a high-risk murder weapon that lost restraint and could erupt anytime soon ——

The next move, however, was to make sure that the life-cell seal was intact.

At the door, Caesar grew his mouth and jumped like a thunder: "Where's the little witch? Where's my little witch? ”

The guard turned back sharply and the indestructible wall was blocked in front of the lifeboat. His gaze was cold and cold, and he could not allow his beak to stop Caesar.

Caesar couldn't even get one step closer to the lifeboat when he was guarded.

“Too much blood loss, go get the show crew. ”

A phrase emerged from the teeth of the guard.

Caesar reacted as he stood.

Blood on the ground is not yet coagulated. Life-saving compartments can only force athletes into dormancy. Failure to transfuse blood in a timely manner will still cause short-term functional damage to athletes in the compartment--

Caesar caught fire and opened the watch, calling the emergency crew to transport the lifeboat.

Behind him, the guard remained silent, blocking the only lifeboat in the bedroom, not only Caesar. Even cameras are hard to fit in.

Clawson Show Live Room.

The bullet screen looks at the rapidly changing practitioner's bedroom, suddenly bursting with infinitely high enthusiasm!

Explain that the mentor Blood Pigeon rarely criticized Weishu's performance: “We know that September and the end of Yu are still fleeing inside the White Snow Queen building, turning around to chase the king of hearts should be the right choice for Weishu...”

At the center of the screen, the Clawson Show search and rescue AI costume, notified of emergency rescue, arrived at the scene.

Use a medium drone to lift the life compartment in the bedroom.

Fly off the field pretending to be--

The guard finally retracted his gaze, and the man pressed his straight back and leaned on one knee.

The commentator opened his eyes to Xiangxiang.

Immediately after the guard, he picked up the sharp knife from the blood pocket, which belonged to the witch Jane. The rough finger belly with the gun cocoon tightened the sharp knife, and his fingers wore the "relic” between his waist like electricity.

In that compartment, Caesar had already raised a machete a few dozen centimetres long ago, and the grumpy old man was going to talk about revenge for the witch: “These two [beep ——] dare to attack the little witch, I [beep ——]”

The guard shouted, his blood was plain and scary, and his raised eyelids were not cold and chestnut.

He said slowly: "Go find K. ”

The Clawson Show Live Room, the barrage was suddenly excited.

“Ahhh is this my favorite fake dead Play! The Goddess of Defense was just about to guard the lifebay until it was old in the wilderness. Wake up, Weijin. This is not your favorite witch! Don't blame yourself for the lifeboat, your witch is climbing softly on the ceiling now--"

“Very touching. I will go down with your weapons and your will and avenge you with your knife. ”

“The scarves are all like this. Isn't it fucking real? ”

Thousands of stars away, deep blue sky floating city.

Ah-jun stared at the virtual projection for half a day and finally couldn't help but ask: “No... does Brother Wei know the rules? ”

Researcher Song leisurely combed guinea pig hair: “Brother Wei doesn't know. ”

“!!” Arjun: “Shit, isn't Brother Wei a sponsor? You didn't put water in Vega? I said what's wrong with you guys, the boss of the sponsor plays the game, the rules are good ahead of time, and the line is perfect. I told you about your job! ”

Researcher Song immediately rebutted. Brother Wei Gao Feng Liang Festival, is he the kind of person who uses his position to make a profit before the competition!

Arjun: “Are you sure you didn't do it? ”

Researcher Song thought, “Not at all. Didn't you let Vega sing and dance? ”

Clawson's seventh round of knockout.

Red Dance Shoes Trainer Building, ceiling compartment.

Witch Jane hissed and bandaged her right arm.

The top of the ceiling has a narrower compartment than expected, dust chokes heavily, and the top lamp is dimly lit, where cables and ropes are chaotic.

Witch Jane clamped her lips and walked quietly across the compartment. Countless pulleys, tracks, and ropes to help the female ghost Cohen lift are tied to the movement track.

This is the secret world of "Galen."

Ten minutes ago, the situation and the veins were intact in my mind.

NPC is the first owner of Galen, and he is the second owner of Galen.

The actress, bound by red dancing shoes, relies on pulleys, ropes, and compartments to float above the player's head. The ceiling beneath your feet can crack at any time under the control of Galen. The ghost leaps down with the rope, kills the athlete and sucks the flesh, then pulls the rope up.

For a complete “hunt."

At this time, the basically equipped bandages of the athlete have been used up, and the injury to his right arm remains stubborn.

Witch Jane snorted her mouth for air.

The sight quickly found focal length again due to a slight dizziness from the loss of blood. He needs more supplies, not just bandages, medicines —— but weapons. Dropped the sharp knife himself, and now he needs a weapon that belongs to "Galen”.

Witch Jane twisted her eyebrows slightly.

He is not in good shape and must contact his allies now.

The teenager flipped over the watch forum, typed carefully in the dim light, and pressed the send key before pounding.

“Insufficient permissions. ”

Not only the forum, but the original Wang Ping, Leica's storyline and player's script could not be opened. Witch Jane glared at her eyes, then proceeded to test her speeds like electricity. After replacing the female ghost Cohen, she and the regular trainee have cut off all contact, “Yin Yang is separated”.

“…” Witch Jane finally realized that she could only save herself now.

The dim compartment has been touched by him, and supplies are extremely limited.

That being the case, there is only one source of material. It's like the first Galen, from dried meat to richness —— to suck on the “sacrifice” dedicated to the ghost.

Witch Jane lowered her head and stared at the ceiling halfway under her feet.

Then take a long breath and finish the wound off nicely. He may really want to trade for Galen's "upgrades” by eliminating other trainees.

Minor noises of walking and talking can be heard at the bottom of your feet. Witch Jane repeatedly touched the other floor for half a day, eventually locking a prescription. With the memorable map proof, it should be the bedroom address of a Stardust Cup C-level practitioner.

Once again, Witch Jane is ready for an explosive rapid battle.

Then breathe out and fall from the ceiling...

The watch drips twice.

Ceiling wire does not move.

Inside the narrow compartment, countless pulley track clearances, the robotic arm travels from nowhere, passing Cohen's robe to the witch.

Red skirt.

Red heels.

High temperature silk long straight wig.

"" … "

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