MTL - Welcome to the Nightmare Game-Chapter 65 Killing species (4)

Did he not die?

Qi Le people were frightened and lost, and they were at a loss.

The gust of wind was poured from outside the blasted iron wall, and the fresh, cold air from the high altitude caused the temperature in the cabin to drop rapidly.

Around the cloak, the thorns that were laid on the ground slowly contracted, and most of them returned to his body. The rest was like a black python, squatting and squirming on the ground.

The cabin was dead, and the surviving people looked at the dead and resurrected Qile, which was even more shocking than the murderer survived the explosion.

砰, 砰, 砰, heartbeat is very fast, the body is as nervous as cramping, stiff in the cold air.

He only has thirty seconds, and within thirty seconds, he either dies or can't die anymore.

The face of the murderer's burnt face was naked - revealing the muscles that were burnt because of the explosion. He seemed to laugh, without the shadow of his lips, and White's teeth were embedded in the dark red flesh, full of horror. With his smile, the thorns flew like a madman to the Qi Le people. He didn't want to roll on the ground. The thorns that went on and on were like the waves hitting the ground, and one even took him. On the arm, a large piece of skin was scraped off in an instant, and blood was sprayed.

At this moment, Qi Le people unexpectedly calmed down, and the primary fighting technique equipped in the card slot played at this moment in an extraordinary way, letting him escape the crazy thorns and vines and approaching the cloak.

The afterglow of the corner of the eye saw a flying thorn, and it was inevitable to avoid it. A figure flew out, and the long stick in his hand opened the thorn, and the Qile people won the opportunity. Qi Le people didn’t even have time to look back. He glanced at him and rushed to the cloak.

Another thorn that avoids inevitable, like a sharp arrow stabbing his stomach, Qi Le people staring at the cloak who is less than half a meter away from him, grabbed his clothes - thorns to wear Passing by, the inability to shake his strength to pull the cloak, he was not taken out, the other hand also pulled the cloak.

The setting sun was like blood. From the outside of the broken wall, the Qile people thought that they didn't want to use their feet and dragged the murderer out of the blasted bulkhead.

The wound piercing the abdomen was not fatal by the SL skill. He was not read, but fell into the spaceship with the cloak...

Too high, too fast, too windy, Qi Le people can not open their eyes, he only feels that he lost balance and keep falling.

The afterglow of the sunset is shrouded in the sea where the spacecraft flies. He closes his eyes, and the golden red light still passes through the thin eyelids to the front of the retina, like a red sea of ​​fire, so vast and so magnificent. The wind that cuts every knife on his skin is so piercing, and the pain is like burning.

For a moment, he thought he was falling into a lake of fire in hell. The golden sunset was a fire that never burned out in hell. The cloak who was stunned by his death struggled, and the thorns of Qi Le’s abdomen squirmed wildly, but could not prevent the two from falling out of control.

perish together.

Qi Le people once again returned to the archive point, and the leg fell softly. The person around him quickly helped him. He whispered a thank you and sat down on the chair.

Outside the cabin of the bomb that was blasted by the miniature bomb, the golden red sunset gazed softly at the rest of the robbery. They watched the Qile people who had died two times in a row, and he was immersed in the moment. In the death.

Although it is not as high as an airplane, it falls from this height. There is no difference between the sea and the ground. It is a moment from a living person to a mass of meat. Fortunately, such death is fast enough and direct, but it is much more dead than a soft knife. It was only the short fall feeling before death that made the Qi Le people instinctively fearful, completely out of control, unable to stop, and powerless.

"Awesome, excellent determination and courage, can survive from the madman who broke out in the killing, thanks to you." The man who had helped him just took a hand, and the Qile people discovered that he was I used a long stick to help him block the thorns.

The survivors in the cabin also swelled one after another. The Qile people surrounded by the applause were a little embarrassed. They whispered to the man around them about the kind of killing: "I heard someone say that. What is the meaning of the killing of human beings?"

The man raised an eyebrow: "Are you new?"

"...well, it didn't take long to come in." Qi Le people smiled bitterly.

"As a newcomer, you are already very good. Most of the people who watch the ship are still old players, and they are not able to turn the tide. Haha, sometimes luck is more important than strength." The man smiled. "Oh yes, My name is Luo Yishan and I have been here for about half a year."

"Hello, my name is Qi Le. I thank you just now. If you didn't help me to stop the thorns, I am afraid I can't chat with you here." Qi Le people didn't say that they came in, Shunkou Thank you for the help of Luo Yishan.

Luo Yishan seems to be a strong young man with a strong personality. At first glance, Kong Wu is powerful and his character is very straightforward.

"You're welcome, you can help one, but unfortunately..." Luo Yishan sighed and glanced at the ground.

Qi Le people also looked at the ruined cabin. There were tables and chairs swept by thorns everywhere. More than a dozen bodies were lying on the ground. Several surviving players were moving the bodies and putting them together. A friend of the deceased stood beside the body and mourned, and several of the women whispered.

Needless to say, the damage on the wall, such a large hole caused the temperature in the cabin to drop suddenly. He had not felt it in the critical moment, but now he calms down and trembles. He rummaged through the system package and finally put on the coat of Ning Zhou.

The late sunset is near the sea level, and the golden light that is sent to it is full of brilliance, but it is still so cold.

"Xiao Qi, are you a member of the Holy See?" Luo Yishan suddenly asked.

Qi Le people looked at him blankly: "Ah?"

"Is this not the sign of the Holy See?" Luo Yishan pointed to the sign at the neckline of the coat.

Qi Le people turned up the collar of the coat, and it was embroidered with a silk thread on it. It looked quite abstract. The bottom seemed to be a horned demon, while the top was a cross with a crown on the top of the devil's head: Is this the sign of the Holy See? Sorry, I don't know, this dress is not mine..."

"Oh, I thought you were a member of the Holy See. I heard that the base camp of the Holy See moved to the remote landless after the invasion of the Mozu. It was so cold that it could freeze the penguin." Luo Yishan said a cold joke. I laughed myself.

"..." This person laughed a little low, and Qi Le people laughed quietly twice.

Never nowhere? Holy See? When he played "The Nightmare Game", he did have the existence of the Holy See, but he didn't know where it was. He had very limited understanding of the Holy See. Although the main task did involve the Holy See, he even needed to travel more than 20 years ago. The Temple Cathedral captured by the Mozu...

"About the kind of killing..." Qile people asked the nouns they just heard.

Luo Yishan glanced at him with a glance and warned: "That is not a good thing. If you go to such a person who is on the side of the door, there will be no end in the end."

Qi Le people's back neck suddenly stinged a bit, he touched the tingling, the sharp pain disappeared like an illusion.

Several players sat next to the Qi Le people, knocking on the side to attack his skills, Qi Le people frowning impatiently, did not want to pay attention to this group of people, and finally Luo Yishan said he needs rest, let him lie in the chair Take a break. Qi Le people are indeed very tired. Originally, they just wanted to squat for a while. As a result, they closed their eyes and slept.

The spacecraft has begun to land, and the swaying hull is very disturbing. The passengers have also sat down and supported the tables and chairs to avoid falling.

With the sound of the whistle that had landed, the passengers walked down the cabin in twos and threes.

Qi Le people and Luo Yishan say goodbye, holding the handrail and walking down the spaceship.

Under the spaceship, Al, wearing a uniform, stood there with his arms. Several players were telling him about the accident on the spacecraft. He casually nodded and played the ring on his index finger, waiting for the Qi Le people to walk down. He immediately looked up and walked to him.

Qi Le looked at him with a sly look: "What happened?"

Al looked up and down at him: "You killed the garbage?"

"... um." Qi Le people should have a voice.

Al’s lazy attitude seems to be slightly more correct. He squinted at the Qile people: “Good, come with me.”

“Where to go?” asked Qile.

"Judges, congratulations, you have been restricted from now on." Al cold cold.