Half Immortal

    Li Qing and others are busy dealing with the sudden situation at the moment, these people are fighting together, and no one immediately finds that there is a Yan Wei who dominates all this hidden in the corner.

    Yan Wei glanced at the situation and then retracted her gaze, took out a few wet tissues from the storage bar of the information panel, and carefully wiped the little dirt from her writing and drawing in class in the morning— Have to wait a little longer.

    At the entrance of the archives room, the npc students guarding the archives are still playing Rubik's cube with their heads down.

    Li Qing turned the machete in his hand, blocking the attack of a Qixing player, and scolded: "If you break your promises like this, you are not afraid that players in the world in the building will look at the projection and see you ugly. Is it a good meal!?"

    He seemed to be really in a hurry, and he threw a one-time attack prop, blowing a wound to the person who broke the sickle in front of him.

      method to injure an opponent. As long as the opponent is temporarily incapable of fighting, as for whether they will be killed by ghosts after losing their fighting ability... This is even a result that many players are happy to see.

    Li Qing's method is obviously a dead end.

    The player who broke the sickle was stunned for a moment, glanced at his wound, obviously did not expect Li Qing, who was "acting", to be so serious. This man's face sank, and his conservative style of play suddenly changed, and he played without reservation.

    Although the players of Broken Scythe have clearly stated their defections, the leader of Venus is still a little confused, but this situation seems to be good for them. They had to deal with Yuemang. The sickle is better. And everyone is already fighting together, and they can only pick up their weapons and fight.

    As for Yan Mingguang, Lin Zhen and the others, who only play Moonlight, except for Moonlight players, no one cares—Po Sickle and Qi Xingxing have never had a holiday with Yan Mingguang.

    In this way, the moonlight of only four people will be weak in just a moment.

    According to Yan Wei's arrangement, Lin Zhen sent black arrows from behind to attack Li Qing everywhere. The whip danced, in fact, it was inadvertently constantly approaching the direction where Yan Wei was hiding.

    After a few moments of effort, the four remaining players of Yuemang were more or less adored.

    Li Qing's forehead was injured in the fight, and the blood slipped from his forehead, adding a bit of cruelty to his already feminine face. One of the scimitars in his hand was not steady, and was instantly hit by the opponent into the distance.

    The broken sickle was shocked.

    Because they subconsciously acquiesced that Yan Wei was already a man of Yuemang, and their sanity was slightly diluted by the interests, they would have no doubts about the authenticity of the so-called "Li Qing's plan" . But it's only a short while, Li Qing is obviously making a real move, how can they not notice that something is wrong?

    Some people were surprised that Li Qing did not leave according to the "plan", and said: "Why don't you leave!?"

    Li Qingqi laughed: "You think that if you drive us away, what benefits will Qi Xingxing and Yan Mingguang give you? Stupid!"

    "Brother Li!" One of Yuemang's players hurriedly supported him, "Should we withdraw? We can't be the opponents of so many of them."

    At this time, Yan Mingguang had completely gone from one side of the stairs to the other side where Yan Wei was, and the three of them also retreated silently under Yan Wei's command.

    Li Qing sneered and said negatively: "Now everyone knows, whoever leads the way is most likely to get the legendary item. Since you don't want me to get it, why not everyone Can't get it."

    The players of Qixing were stunned by this move, and the players who broke the sickle were shocked: "You want to self-explode props? Li Qing, are you crazy? Self-exploding props will seriously hurt us, you yourself You will be seriously injured!"

    Although this scimitar item is definitely not as good as a legendary item, it is a rather rare item, and there are not any high-level players present. Once self-destruction, the affected people will be seriously injured.

    "I'm having a hard time, don't think about it."

    Before he finished speaking, Li Qing immediately threw the machete, and the dazzling light drew a long arc.

    Yan Wei turned around, walked out of the corner quickly, and quickly said to Yan Mingguang and the others with her perception: [It is now! 】

    At the same time, the broken scythe player shouted: "Didn't you secretly tell us to let us temporarily cooperate with Venus and Yan!? You—"

    The machete suddenly exploded among them.

    Yan Mingguang's ink pupil moved lightly, the skill he acquired after entering the building this time - short-distance group teleportation - was activated by him, Yan Wei, who just came, and Lin Zhen, who had retreated long ago, etc. People disappeared together at this moment. At the moment before disappearing, Yu Feizhou took the dagger and slashed his arm with force, bringing out the protection brought by his skills.

    —they appeared at the place where the card was swiped in an instant.

    The protection of Yu Feizhou completely shrouded the five of them, Yan Mingguang embraced Yan Wei, took out the school card neatly and swiped the card reader!

    The scimitar prop exploded, and the sickle had been close to Yuemang for the purpose of acting. It's the wall on the other side. The blood was flying, Li Qing was the first to bear the brunt, his internal organs were viciously shaken, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood.

    One player was even bombed to the side of the stairs, and the other didn't stand firm and rolled down the stairs to the next floor. Before the man could stand up again, a pair of ghostly hands suddenly stretched out from the floor and grabbed his throat violently - rolling down the stairs and triggering death!

    For a moment, there was a crisp sound of bone breaking, and the ghost hand slowly retracted to the ground. The man's head drooped down, his eyes still staring in disbelief a moment before he died.

    In front of the archives, several players who were close to the Venus were also injured to some extent.

    Although Yan Wei and others were far away, Yu Feizhou, who was supporting the protection, also turned pale, obviously not light consumption.

    The npc students who were on duty in the archives and playing Rubik's cube finally raised their heads and looked at Yan Mingguang and others who quickly swiped their cards.

    All this was in Yan Wei's expectation, Yan Mingguang used the fastest speed to swipe all the student cards of the five people, and took Yan Wei to the archives. Qixing's players lost the least amount of damage. When they noticed the abnormality here, they immediately swiped their cards to follow.

    But they just followed up with three people, and when the fourth person was about to swipe his card, he suddenly bumped into a hard board.

    —that's actually the door to the archives.

    The door of the archives room just now was clearly open, and there was an npc student sitting at the door, with a machine for swiping the school card. But at this moment, the door of the archives was suddenly locked.

    This file room can only enter eight people at a time.

    Several players of Venus knew that this time it was a miss, and the leader was very decisive, knowing that there was no hope in the archives, and the most important thing was to use time to find other clues. He glanced at the seriously injured Yuemang and Broken Scythe players, but without looking back, he quickly left with the players of Qixing without hesitation.

    After a few minutes, the remaining Broken Scythe players who had already received the news and rushed over arrived at the scene and immediately took away the severely injured Broken Scythe.

    Only the people from Yuemang are still at the door of the closed archives. Li Qing had just turned his head in anger, and he had injured one thousand enemies and eight hundred, with wounds all over his body, and he was covered in blood.

    After a long while, he stood up tremblingly leaning on the railing.

    Recalling the sudden appearance of Yan Wei at the moment when the props exploded, Li Qing suddenly understood something.

    He gasped heavily, gritted his teeth and said: "Yan, Wei."

    The other members of Yuemang also slowly climbed up.

    He looks like this, he usually has no reverence for the Yuemang members who are afraid and afraid of him, and he has no good air: "Li Qing, what are you doing with Po Jian, and you want to implicate us like this? "

    "You have the guts to talk to me like this?" Li Qing said angrily, "I didn't say anything to Po Jian, and they beat them up. Are you so stupid that you can't see it? You didn't see it. Didn't Bro Scythe and us go in by the end!?"

    As soon as these words came out, the one who was the least injured among the three remaining Yuemang went straight up and grabbed Li Qing's collar.

    "Why did the Broken Scythe do this? Who knows if you disregarded our lives and privately negotiated with Broken Scythe or even Qi Xingxing, and took advantage of it?"

    He is the seed player held by Yuemang, when has he been so embarrassed? At this moment, he was pushed on the nose and face by his subordinates. He raised his hand with all his strength and pushed the person to the ground, shouting: "Question me? I think you are courting death! We are all from Yuemang, what am I doing to you?"

    This man was already injured, so pushed by Li Qing, he suddenly fell to the ground and cried out in pain.

    Someone blurted out: "You are not harmless, we can all see how Yuewenxing died!"

    Li Qing has no intention to cover up his hypocritical face at this moment, his face is hideous, looking at these idiots, he intends to curse. But when he heard the three words "Yuewen Xing", he paused, his expression stiffened, and his eyes slowly opened.

    He got it!

    He finally understands!

    From the very beginning, on the bell net last night, Yan Wei took advantage of his style of doing things, leaving a hidden danger between him and the other members of Yuemang.

    Perhaps the broken sickle was also played.

    The young man who they always thought was a drag on his legs and a waste by his side was actually the new player yan who kept attracting the attention of the players in the building and kept breaking the dungeon records.

    From the moment he took Yan Wei into this mobile book self-righteously, his every move and possible decisions were completely predicted by Yan Wei, and he took advantage of them without any effort . He thought he was smart, but in fact he was making wedding dresses for others from beginning to end, handing over everything he got.

    From the beginning to the end, Yan Wei is fundamental...

    Li Qing gave a desolate and weak laugh, and was about to explain Yan Wei's strategy to the others, but a cool breeze suddenly blew from the corridor.

    The back of Li Qing's neck was cold, and a gloomy and ethereal voice suddenly entered his ears from behind.

    “…how can you push your classmates?”

    “…how can you push your classmates?”

    “…how can you push your classmates?…”

    This repeated sound was just beside his ear, something stood behind him, and a cold feeling covered him.

    —Shoving in the hallway is actually a death trigger!

    But he has lost his basic fighting ability, he can't resist at all, and he doesn't even have the ability to turn his head to look.

    The feeling of suffocation suddenly overwhelmed Li Qing, something cold grabbed his throat and pressed his head.

    He opened his mouth diligently, and said vaguely and intermittently: "...don't, don't...ho...underestimate Yan—"

    “click-”

    His body slumped to the ground limply.

    Gambling area.

    Before the projection of the gambling building in the dead school building, in addition to Xuanniao, players from other organizations did not dare to bet on Lin Qing's determination. After Yuemang took the first position, they also left the scene.

    Even the lone wolf players who watched the projection on the outermost edge and did not participate in the battle were driven out at the request of Lin Qing.

    Now, only the Blackbird player is still here.

    Lin Qing's expression remained the same, her face showed no joy or anger, she just looked at the projection.

    "Aren't you going back?" the person beside you asked, "I remember you said that there are still a lot of things to deal with, just come over to clear the scene and leave."

    Lin Qing still stared at the projection, smiled lightly, and said, "I changed my mind."

    On the projection, the scene of Li Qing being killed by the pale ghost behind him appeared at the same time from the perspective of other players in the past few months.

    In the picture, Li Qing tried his best to say the last sentence before his death: "...don't, don't...ho...underestimate Yan—"

    Lin Qing's eyes flashed with a smile. He blurted out as if muttering to himself: "...A person like you doesn't even have the qualifications to underestimate him."

    In copy.

    Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang rushed into the archives for the first time, but in front of them were not the densely packed cabinets seen from the outside, but the world was spinning, and everything had changed.

    It is not a file room full of documents at all, but a playground with unclear boundaries!

    The light is very dim, like the kind of night with a little moonlight, which vaguely reflects the appearance of this playground. It is exactly the same as the playground of Chenxi High School, but it is not big, and the boundaries are even blurred, like a fabricated space.

    And the familiarity of this space atmosphere…

    Same as Ghost Hand Space.

    As soon as Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang stood firm, Lin Zhen, Yu Feizhou and Zhou Tian also appeared one after another, followed by three players of Qixing, a total of eight players.

    After all eight players appeared, a **** smell came violently, and a **** head appeared around the originally empty playground. Some of their necks are still connected to blood vessels, their faces are pale and bloody, and their eyes are all wide and protruding, but they are all white.

    Yan Mingguang immediately hid Yan Wei behind him, and the whip in his hand was ready to go.

    But these heads did not attack them immediately, and the heads in one direction even slowly gave way.

    In the darkness and blood, a student in a school uniform with a Rubik's cube in his hand walked slowly from the road toward them - the student on duty. The student appeared to be walking forward with his legs, but in fact his legs didn't move at all, just panning towards them.

    As they got closer, the student's face suddenly became extremely pale, and his eyes were the same as these heads, except for the horrific whites of the eyes.

    Sudden laughter broke out.

    This student—no, it was this thing who said with a smile: "You want to enter the archives... You must play a game with me first."

    "If you win, you will be in."

    "Play and lose...die."