MTL - Half Immortal-Chapter 185 Black Sea Town Coffin (24)

Yan Ming Guang let go of his hand.

But he still took some advice: "Resent not only kills, but also hurts."

Zhong Bufan completely abandoned all his insights at this moment, took two steps forward to Yan Wei, and said: "Zhuo Xidong knew very early that the Guanyin Jingjing bottle was sinking. Zhai, after searching for so many days, I am afraid that the power of the few people in the small family is not enough, so I made up a guise of a mage hand letter, and let all the players in the Shen Zhai camp rummage. Did he? Have you ever thought about it, the most impossible Earth is the most likely place, but—"

"But Zhuo Xidong now? Or haven't he got the Guanyin bottle, which is enough to see how dangerous Jiang Jingyun's morgue is?" Yan Wei smiled, "That's not nonsense? If it is true Come and go at will, this Guanyin bottled water still gets us?"

Geng Liang looked sad: "Why don't we think of a way? Zhong Bufan is right, Zhuo Xidong has not thought about it, I now? Looking back, when he killed chickens to show the monkeys, there were so many The method, I chose to push people into the small courtyard of the mortuary... But when the two were pulled out by the rope, it was..."

He turned around and pointed to the two corpses hanging in front of the courtyard that had already begun to show corpses.

Yan Wei shook his head, feeling a little helpless at the three people around him—the three were in front of him, one on the left and one on the right, leaving only one for him to back off Space.

"Look at the corpses of those two people, besides the corpse stains, is there anything else?"

Geng Liang was stunned for a moment: "No? Yes... It should be dead soon, after they died, the black ring was damaged, and I can't tell if they have any legendary props, but I am in Did not hear any movement outside, should?

Yan Wei came to the conclusion: "Then? It's instant death."

Yan Ming? Guang knew that he couldn't stop him, so he whispered to him: "Before midnight, you must come out. If you can't come out—"

"If you can't get out," Yan Wei tilted his head and leaned in front of Yan Ming Guang, the heat from his breath splattered on his chin, "Teacher Yan is coming to die. Me, I'm very selfish, alive? Happy together, if you want to die... but you're going to die together."

These words are half true and half false, but more like a joke to ease the atmosphere at the moment, Yan Ming Guang should look at him with a smile like before, not a smile, The expression on the surface remains the same, and the heart does not care too much.

But before he finished speaking, under the moonlight, Yan Mingguang's deep black eyes seemed to flash a hint of hesitation.

Yan Wei suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He believed that Yan Ming Guang would live and die with him, but joking? It's one thing to say it in general, and it's another thing to actually do it. If something happened to Yan Ming Guang, he was afraid that he would not turn back, but if something happened to him, he pushed Yan Ming Guang away before it was too late, how could he take it seriously? Really pull Yan Ming Guang to go together?

He glanced at Yan Mingguang, and his tone became cold: "Then I'll go in."

Besides, the man raised his hand and flicked his forehead lightly.

"Think too much all the time," the man sighed, "Don't talk about whether you will die every day?"

He raised his hand and blocked Zhong Bufanhe, who felt like he had eight hundred more words to say? Geng Liang: "Lin Zhen still doesn't know how long he can keep those people away, let's talk about it, Do you think that Lin Zhen is not dangerous enough? Don't worry, before midnight, as long as the attack of Shun Death is ineffective against me, even if it is not Shun Death, I will be injured at most, and I can exchange props or medicine for treatment after I come out. All you need is Make sure that there are no other accidents when I go in to get the Guanyin water bottle."

Zhong Bufan was taken aback.

The hand he was holding Yan Wei slowly put down subconsciously, and the whole person froze in place. After researching countless copies and taking notes, the details and guesses overlapped with Yan Wei's words at this moment, and a grotesque idea seemed to germinate at this moment.

Zhong Bufan was stunned: "...won't you die before midnight?"

No one answered his question, Yan Wei had walked slowly into the dilapidated courtyard gate.

"—don't die before midnight!?"

Yan Wei's words interrupted the fierce quarrel outside the copy.

Since the super-high-level player found out the code name of "V" and said this discovery in disbelief, these super-high-level players have disagreed.

Some people think this is just a coincidence, V said that it is missing, but the last top-level copy has been so long, and it still ended in failure. However, V only? It may be dead.

There is also a small group of people who think that it may be...really possible.

Xue Wan also heard these rumors, but just smiled disdainfully, not believing it at all.

Xiang Ying did not speak from the beginning to the end, and turned the string of beads in his hand indifferently, feeling quite relaxed.

Other people in the world in the building, whether they knew, or did not know, or remembered, or still felt unbelievable, did not speak. This code name represents something too heavy.

until Yan Wei's words.

V's skills have always been a secret in the world of the building. But many people have tried to infer one or two from his copy records, and occasionally found that V's words and deeds in the copy are very different, and the style of the day before and the day after will be completely different.

Midnight is like a dividing line.

When they guessed Yan Wei's identity, Yan Wei also said the word "midnight".

Even Xue Wan, who has been watching the play, was stunned at this moment, holding the long knife without moving, but only slightly raised her head to look at the projection, her complexion became more and more dignified.

When he thought of the forty-ninth floor dungeon, he had one of the few fights with Yan Wei. In fact, he hadn't really played against Yan Wei face to face, but he had to admit that he was in a state of being pressed and beaten by Yan Wei's group of people in that entire copy. It seemed that no matter what he did, in front of Yan Wei, he just scratched the itch gently and skillfully, and it was solved with a flick of his fingertips.

This feeling?…

It is very similar to the legendary V.

"Child," Xiang Ying smiled? "Are you going to gamble with me?"

In copy.

In a house in Guanyin Town.

The scholar carried a nearly empty jug in his hand and stumbled into his house. The whole house was empty, only the candles in the bedroom were flickering. He was so drunk that he stumbled a bit when he entered the door, and fell to the ground suddenly, and the jug shattered into eight pieces with a crisp sound.

He didn't get up either, just lay on the ground like this, reciting the name of his sweetheart.

His sweetheart rejected his proposal a few days ago, he went to Hualou to buy drunk for several days, and he had to come back until the money ran out today.

The ground was terribly cold, slowing down the heat brought by a little warm wine. The scholar smelled an intoxicating fragrance of flowers, turned over, and saw a big red hem with half-squinted eyes.

He looked up and saw the appearance of his sweetheart in a trance.

The other party squatted slowly in front of him, and the fragrance of flowers became stronger and stronger. The candlelight on the side suddenly went out for some reason, and the air around was a little colder, but the scholar didn't notice it. He just stared at the woman in red in front of him, and read the name of his sweetheart.

"I like you..." he said, sad and laughing? "You don't like me."

The woman laughed out loud.

Scholar? Feeling that the fragrance is sweeter and sweeter, the "sweet man" in front of him has already been posted, and the coldness around him has turned into an endless spring. a long time.

The figure in red slowly stood up and chuckled: "It's too cheap to love."

Yan Wei stepped into the small courtyard.

Perhaps it was because everyone knew the danger here, the gate of the courtyard was not locked at all, Yan Wei pushed it and walked in.

It was the resentment that was so thick that it actually turned into black qi that rushed towards him, with deep resentment and thoughts, and instantly wrapped Yan Wei, who had just stepped into a few steps. He can feel that these resentments and thoughts are as heavy as Mount Tai, and they can kill people in an instant.

But his skills are in his body, these black gas entangles up, but stops an inch beside him, unable to advance any further.

Even so, he still felt the outpouring of resentment. These evil spirits and resentments weighed on his nerves, mottled and mottled, as if there were countless narrations mixed in, but they were so chaotic and blurred that they could not be heard at all.

Even if these black qi could not cause substantial harm to his body, Yan Wei felt the mental oppression.

Slightly unsteady, it is a moment of madness. If people with weaker senses and intelligence stand here, they don't need to kill people with black gas at all, and I am afraid they will collapse and die first. No wonder the two people didn't react after being thrown in. I'm afraid they lost consciousness before they could use the props.

The yard is very dilapidated, and there is only one house in front. Haven't been here for a long time? Someone has set foot there.

Yan Wei followed the path, stepped over the weeds, and walked slowly into the open house.

It is a dark coffin, surrounded by dark air, it is more profound, as if it has absorbed all the light, just one look can sink people into the endless abyss . The coffin board was covered tightly, with nail caps all around, apparently having been reinforced again and again. The inside of the coffin was very peaceful, as if it was just a peaceful corpse inside, nothing ferocious.

Yan Wei's perceptive power went against the dark air, swept the room twice, and found a white porcelain vase in a corner on the right.

—Guanyin clean bottle!

A thick line with obvious regularity.

Thinking of the repression formation and the reversal formation that Song Chengan had just discovered at the Guanyin Temple, Yan Wei knew that this might be another formation, and silently memorized this pattern in his mind. middle.

The surrounding black air is rolling? It seems that the wind is blowing, but for some reason, even the resentment is blowing. Except for Yan Wei, who was an inch away, the black air in the house was surging, and the silence was very strange.

"Hidden..."

Yan Wei endured the deepest and heaviest negative emotions brought about by the black qi, and his face was already pale, but he stood in front of the Guanyin bottle with his back straight and said indifferently: "Since you've all told me you're here, why are you still pretending to hide next to you?"

In front of his eyes, the tumbling black gas suddenly stopped, and then a piece of black gas condensed into a vague human shape at an extremely fast speed, and ethereal and strange voices came from all directions of Yan Wei.

If I wanted to see you, I was blocked by him. Hey, he has more experience this time than last time. I was afraid that I would confuse your judgment, and even the copy would not let me in. If it weren't for the monstrous malice in this room , so that I can use it? Maliciousness is coming, I don't know when I can see you..."

Yan Wei's expression remained the same, but his heart was filled with shock.

He?

The person who said evil thoughts...could it be Yan Ming? Guang! ?

Yan Ming Guang has been blocking evil thoughts from entering the dungeon! ?

This is not something a player can do at all.

The human figure made of black gas took two steps forward, Yan Wei stabilized his mind, restrained all his emotions, looked at it coldly, and said: "If you have anything you want to tell me I want to use it to obstruct me and disturb my thoughts, or is it still there? It's good to say. Since it's so difficult for you to come this time, if I go out, you won't have a chance. "

The evil thought "haha" laughed? A few times: "You are still so interesting."

"Why, if you want to do it, I will let you do it, shouldn't you be satisfied?"

"You know what I'm talking to? What did you say?"

"You are here to survive."

The evil thoughts spread their hands: "This is so ugly, how can I survive, this is not to let that person and? I have the same roots - ah, yes, you call him Yan Ming? Guang, Doesn't this also give him multiple choices?"

"Yan Wei, you are so determined to break the game this time, and you don't care about his life or death... He must not have returned all your memories to you."