"Poof!"
The splashing blood line dyed the white snow on the ground blood red.
Liu Yufeng, who was covered in blood, had his eyes tightly closed and did not react in any way.
The man's expression changed one after another, extremely complicated.
The dagger in his hand stopped just three centimeters from Liu Yufeng's neck.
Because the foreign wood knife strung through his chest.
The man's body was still in mid-air, his abrupt eyes were wide open, and he was extremely reluctant to pass the dagger he was holding towards Liu Yufeng's neck.
Closer, closer!
Just as the dagger was about to touch Liu Yufeng, the man's neck lurched and gagged.
Iso-wooden knife to the side of the man gently flung away, and then the air turned twice to insert Liu Yu Feng's side, the warning meaning is very obvious, which wanted to come to the help of Kalis and Clement and Ted stopped in their steps, because they think that any closer will be attacked by that wooden knife, the feeling is very obvious.
The knife master saved Liu Yufeng's life, but also helped him to kill the second person.
"Each round of the game will open a new function at the end of the game, after this round everyone can communicate with each other by letter, I will add my friend to send you a letter, my friend --- smiling clown." Kalis put his right hand on his left shoulder and gave a slight salute to Liu Yufeng.
"The orcs will remember you, human." Clement hammered his chest at Liu Yufeng.
"It seems that you humans in the other world are much more complicated and darker than us, I hope I can see you again sometime." Ted tightened the rags on his body, looked at Liu Yufeng from afar and said in his heart, he really did not want to be too close to that Kalis and Clement, looking at each other and getting bored.
Three people have different expressions, but one thing is common, that is, they are guarding Liu Yufeng for the other two humans who survived, their body language has said very clearly, do not come close to Liu Yufeng, otherwise, you will die.
Five minutes is not long to say short, nothing more changes happened, soon, all players ushered in the settlement interface and disappeared on the Bridge of Death.
"End of a boring day, I'm going to go back and lie down for a while, oh yeah Riley, remember to cook an extra piece of dragon meat tonight, that's good stuff." Bentham stretched out, with two axes at his waist a shake towards his tent.
"Yes, as long as you can remember to bring the wine you lost, otherwise you do not eat the dragon meat, soup!" Reilly shouted to Bentham in the cold wind, and a hearty laugh came from the shed.
"Boring times are upon us again, anyone want to bet?"
Constance's body leaned back in his chair like a puddle of mud under his curly hair, and every time he reached up to play with his chin, which didn't have the slightest hint of a beard, it meant the man was getting bored, and right now, he was doing it to the point of boredom.
"Why don't you have that energy to think about how to deal with those headaches, after all, we all lost."
Inquisitor Raglan opened the Book of Innocence, picked an empty space on the last page of the book, wrote his name very economically and compactly, and then looked at the slowly emerging word Innocence feeling refreshed.
This is something he does every day, so the last page has been written by him black, almost nowhere to write, but the great Inquisitor always has a way to find a new empty space and write his name, this unique little game that he enjoys every day.
"Congreve, care for a game?"
Ignoring the Inquisitor's words, Wizard Bridges pulled out his board, for he knew that Congreve would say honored.
"With pleasure."
Congreve got up and sat down, and the two stinking chess players began their 137th match. In fact, you can't blame Bridges for being a bad chess player, because his opponent, Congreve, was a pig.
Although playing chess with a pig every day will get the joy of winning, but also will play themselves stupid, not to mention that there is a next to a few words from time to time to interject Riley, this guy does not know whether to become a bear to become more, resulting in him is not much smarter than the pig sitting across from Bridges, but also, he likes to point out to the two people playing chess, as if he is the king of the generation.
But you have to say, when these three stinkers get together, always have a good time.
The quietest thing in the shed was Winifred, who hadn't said a word since he returned to the shed, and no one would bother him at this time, because he was recalling the unique knife play he had only seen in his life, recalling it as if he was obsessed, and every detail kept playing over and over in his head, zooming in, reversing, pausing, until he made the next round and watched it again.
It was like he was admiring the perfection of an artist's work, albeit presented through a clumsy apprentice, but it was still so mesmerizing.
At least Winifred in the shed was drunk, and drunk as hell.
The sky did not know from when the flying snow fell again, the players' footprints and corpses were gradually covered by snowflakes, in the past just an hour or so, the Bridge of Death seemed to have changed somehow, and it seemed that nothing had changed.
In this 300-meter-long bridge, still living in the seven bored men, they can be used to pass the boring time in addition to drink and eat meat and sleep, the way less some pitiful, so they sometimes also long for the arrival of players, because they are bored.
But they hate the arrival of players, because that means another place of corpses, cleaning up will be very troublesome.
In fact, they also expect the players to get through, because they know that this place covered with snow was not called the Bridge of Death a long, long time ago.
They tacitly did not talk about things about Liu Yufeng because they were afraid that they would be noticed by some great being, even though they were so tickled.
But it has to be said that after just one hour had passed, the seven men had a little one more in their hearts, a little one who interested them intensely, a human teenager who was called the smiling clown.
Back in the Dead Sea world, Liu Yufeng has been in a deep sleep, although all his injuries have recovered, but he still did not wake up.
This is the after-effects of the overload use of the alien wood blade.
Let's go back to the "moment" when Liu Yufeng was looking at the Isoki knife.
When Winifred was in an unhappy mood, he wanted to teach Liu Yufeng a good lesson with the next sword.
"Right away." Liu Yufeng waved his hand in embarrassment, and the whole person began to concentrate on the wooden sword.
"Master Blade, is there a way?"
"This man is very strong for you, and your body is too weak, and I am sealed, even just a sparring chance of winning is not very good."
"There is no way out?"
"There is, but the risk is high, I can use the seal left by my master to make a slash through your body, but even if I am sealed, the seal released is not something you can withstand, because my master is too strong, the odds are that your soul will be torn apart by a strand of his seal, so, do you still want to try?"
"Of course, Master Blade, come on! I have no way to retreat!"
"Let go of everything you have and let me harness you!"
"Yes, please, Master Blade, take me home!"
--- For a moment, Liu Yufeng looked up and smiled at Winifred and said
"Alright!"
.....
Liu Yufeng should have died, because it was a power he could not carry.
But when the soul that the alien wooden knife said was the same thing as Liu Yufeng's spirit world self, he didn't die again.
And he not only did not die, he also saw in the spirit world that the power released by the alien wood knife shattered the dark sky, although there was no substantial glass shattered and fell from the sky, but in Liu Yufeng feeling, there was no difference between the two.
Then Liu Yufeng stood in his spiritual world and looked up, in addition to the high poker, the dark sky had an additional door, an ancient and broken wooden door.
This door is more than familiar to Liu Yufeng, because behind that door is the nightmare that accompanied him for more than ten years.
In that dream world, he learned to practice mental power.
And used it on poker.
But since entering the Dead Sea world, he had never seen that door again, because he no longer had nightmares.
But now it was back, right there in his own spirit world.
He was like a demon, emitting an endless charm, seducing Liu Yufeng every second to push it open and return to that nightmarish world...