"Smack!"

The board began to fall.

Meng Xishan didn't say a word, and even the expression on his face didn't change much, it seemed that he had already been used to this kind of punishment.

This is enough to imagine how many troubles Sikong Sheng has caused during this time, and he has been punished several times on his behalf.

However, this time is different from every time.

This time, what he is about to face is being beaten to death.

Sikong Sheng silently clenched his fists.

Moreover, he died for himself.

"Smack!"

The life bar belonging to Mengxi Mountain is slowly declining in a landslide-like trend.

But as the punishment intensified, and Meng Xishan's injuries became more serious, the life bar, which was originally descending gently, also seemed to suddenly draw out of the track, becoming extremely fast and out of control.

Meng Xishan's back was already stained red with blood. And the blood gushing out of this stream is also dripping to the ground, soaking through the heavy carpet.

"Don't fight anymore!" Sikong Sheng finally couldn't help but shout, "Didn't I say don't fight anymore?"

Feng Qiwu glanced at him indifferently, and then raised his gaze again: "Ben Shuai also said that within the contract, all your punishments will be borne by him." If you want to blame yourself, you have committed such a heinous crime without regard for his life. ”

The punishment continues.

The blood, like a pool of desperate blood, had even spread to the toes of the onlookers.

Finally, the others couldn't stand it either, and spoke out to dissuade them:

"Small punishment and big commandment, this time guarding Gengcheng, he has also made great contributions, it is better to spare his life even if the merits are offset. ”

"Yes, whoever makes a mistake will be punished. Wouldn't it chill the hearts of other soldiers to let a meritorious person die on behalf of such a person?"

"What's more, we are about to fight Group A, and now it is the right time to employ people, one more person, but also one more new force!"

When Sikong Sheng heard these words, he was like a savior, and he also nodded again and again. Regardless of the gossip in the remarks, he was also cursed.

"What does his work alone have to do with being a Sikong Sundae?" However, Feng Qiwu was still as cold as frost and unmoved.

At the beginning, he would bow to him and apologize for Lu Hongyu's sacrifice, but everyone only said that he had changed. Unexpectedly, one yard to one yard, when it comes to military law, he is still very strict and almost harsh.

The decisive battle is imminent, do they want to fight to trigger another civil strife for the sake of Meng Xishan?

Ye Shuo frowned, looking between Meng Xishan, Sikong Sheng, and Feng Qiwu. Of these three people, he can say that he doesn't like any of them, and watching them eat dogs has nothing to do with him.

As far as this matter is concerned, Meng Xishan is indeed innocent, but he was the same one who was willing to sign a substitution contract with Feng Qiwu and sold his dignity for points. In other words, coming to this point, he can only be regarded as taking the blame for himself. If you want to be yourself, you will never sign such a contract that has no human rights.

What's more, since the execution, Meng Xishan's reaction seems that in addition to gradually becoming unbearable and beginning to cry out intermittently, he has no intention of begging Feng Qiwu for mercy. It seems that he has planned to take a sum of points and leave.

Everyone has their own desires, and since he doesn't care about any glory at all, what persists until the end, then let him go. He had gotten what he wanted, but it was just a little difficult to get through the execution.

But life is like this, what you want to get, you must also give what you want to give. In this war, he doesn't have to contribute his brains, as long as he uses this short-term pain of flesh and skin in exchange for a huge amount of points that far surpass others, it can be regarded as an equivalent exchange.

At the same time, using his tragic death to stimulate Sikong Sheng, so that he can truly be alert to his mistakes, it is worth the money, Ye Shuo has no objection.

Although the rest of the people still couldn't bear it, they saw that Ye Shuo, who had always been the most "justice-oriented, benevolent and benevolent", was silent here, and the rest of the people thought about it again and again, and suppressed the intention of dissuasion.

Now, it is true that no one can save Mengxi Mountain anymore.

The most painful thing is Sikong Sheng.

He really realized his mistake and was willing to pay for it. But he never imagined that the price would be another person's life.

This is a heart-splitting punishment, which makes his heart suffer all the time, far more painful than a simple rod punishment or even a direct execution of him.

Feng Qiwu, he is really a natural military strategist. No one knows better than him how to establish strict punishment and how to torture subordinates, so that sinners cannot live or die.

Now, Sikong Sheng could only watch Meng Xishan being punished. Every time the board fell, it was like hitting him in the heart, and it kneaded thousands of nails into his blood.

Meng Xishan, he had endured such pain many times, but this was the first time he had faced his pain head-on.

Every time he was punished, the self who laughed and shouted "It's awesome to have a scapegoat" was not a thing.

After another period of time, the life bar on the top of Meng Xishan's head had been cut by more than half, and his cries of pain became more and more poignant and desperate.

Sikong Sheng couldn't stand it anymore, so he shook off the trialist behind him, rushed up in a few steps, and stopped in front of Meng Xishan.

"Don't fight anymore! If you want to hit me, hit me!"

The executioners are all virtual soldiers, who do not have any human emotions and will never have any mercy for the victims. But this time, they were instructed to torture Meng Xishan, and the other person who suddenly rushed out interfered with their established procedures, making them stunned for a while holding the board, and it was difficult to make a decision.

Sikong Sheng's eyes looked straight at Feng Qiwu, and his gaze did not flinch for a minute. He just wanted to express his determination to the other party so that he could open the net.

And yet—

"Pull him away and keep fighting. Feng Qiwu's gaze did not fluctuate, and he commanded coldly.

Compared to the executioners of those virtual soldiers, he is more like an emotionless machine.

When Sikong Sheng struggled again and again, but was still vigorously pulled away by the virtual soldiers who swarmed up, he almost completely collapsed.

Again and again struggling and shouting, and again and again powerless, his body and mind have been tormented like never before.

If there is any way...... It's good to be able to let him punish himself!

If his enemies suddenly rush up and give him a stab, that's fine too!

Just don't let yourself be left intact and let another person be bruised......

This is the first time in his life, and Sikong Saint has realized that it is not so easy to get hurt and suffer.

In the barracks, the commander's order is absolute. If he doesn't let you live, you can't live, and when he doesn't want you to die, you can't even control death.

He is not his own father and will always pamper himself.

He is not an emperor, and he will tolerate himself again and again.

Now, he is not the young master of the Nine Shadows Palace......

He is only the coach of Group B, and he is in charge of the fate of their group......

Manager.

Meng Xishan's cries of pain were getting softer and lighter.

The entire hall was shrouded in a depressing despair. Like the air covered with haze, it was so heavy that no light penetrated.

"Smack!"

Even Sikong Sheng's cry was hoarse, and all that reverberated throughout the room was the dull, mechanical, and emotionless sound of execution.

The life bar on the top of Mengxi Mountain finally dropped to zero completely.

His body was completely stiff. Crawling in a pool of congealed blood, only his eyes were still wide.

The virtual soldier who was holding Sikong Sheng finally let go of him and stepped forward to clean up the mess on his own.

With a "plop", in front of Meng Xishan's corpse, Sikong Sheng, who had lost his support, fell on his knees and fell down in pain.

"I hurt you...... I'm the one who hurt you......"

Even though his knees and hands were already stained with blood flowing on the ground, Sikong Sheng still didn't move his body.

The only thing that repeatedly muttered to himself in his mouth was "I hurt you".

The battle of the heart, Feng Qiwu, you won.

……

Late at night.

While most of the others had fallen asleep, only Sikong Sheng was still sitting under a big tree in the courtyard.

Feng Qiwu ordered that Meng Xishan be buried as a martyr.

Even if he is just trying to get points, the contract between the two parties is only a verbal agreement, and there is no hard and fast constraint. He could have cried out for mercy at the last moment.

Although even if he begged for mercy, Feng Qiwu would not have any mercy.

But in any case, he would rather die than give in, endure such great pain, and still abide by the contract, and did not ask for a word of mercy for himself, such tenacious perseverance is worthy of the title of "martyr".

After all, even if it is for the sake of points, the torture of being beaten to death is not something that everyone can bear.

Now, standing in front of the tree is a simple tombstone.

Sikong Sheng held a glass of wine in his hand and spilled it evenly in front of Meng Xishan's tomb.

"Brother, you can go in peace. ”

"I will definitely fulfill your unfulfilled wish and win the final championship with Group B!"

"And ...... When I get back to the real world, I'll transfer half of the points I earned this time to you as a belated apology. ”

Although Sikong Sheng was in great pain before, and he wanted to commit suicide by drinking a sword on the spot, when he calmed down, he understood that not only was it meaningless to do so, but it was also extremely disrespectful to Meng Xishan, who died for him.

Since his current life is equivalent to Meng Xishan exchanging his life for it, the only thing he can do for Meng Xishan is to cherish his own life, and strive to make this life that carries sin can exert his residual heat in the final war.

Perhaps, Meng Xishan doesn't care about the trophy or not. But Sikong Sheng still wanted to do his part for him. Only by getting the final victory can we pay tribute to him and all the dead souls of Group B!

At the same time, Jiang Caini was also sitting under another tree, watching him from afar.

They hadn't spoken since he had returned from Gengcheng.

Although she wanted to settle accounts with him, although she had a belly of fire that wanted to rush at him, the moment she saw him come back safely, she suddenly felt that none of this seemed to matter.

On the precarious battlefield, being able to live peacefully is better than a thousand words, and it already represents everything.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Caini silently pressed the jade slip in her hand and sent him a text message with a wireless transmission signal.

Jiang Caini: Don't be too upset.

Jiang Caini: And I'll accompany you.

Jiang Caini: Cheer up as soon as possible, and make meritorious contributions again.

is so gentle, even close to numbness, not to mention that Jiang Caini herself feels embarrassed, even Sikong Sheng, who received the message, was surprised that this girl who was against her everywhere would encourage herself at this time.

At the beginning, for the sake of Kemei, I broke up with her in anger, but now that I think about it, it seems that I am also angry with my own little family.

After thinking about it, Sikong Sheng did not take the initiative to step forward, but also pressed on the jade slip, and replied briefly-

Sikong Sheng: Thank you.

Sikong Sheng: Can you just sit with me for one night without talking?

Sikong Sheng: When I was lonely, I knew that you were there.

The casualties of the virtual world give everything a chance to start over. They feel the loss here, and then they know how to cherish it, and they understand that it's not too late.

Perhaps, this is the more precious meaning of this trial, behind some distant war and peace.

So, he just needs a night to adjust himself. Tomorrow, he'll be back to the same person he used to be. The one who can joke, who will charge into battle, and who will never admit defeat. But the only difference is that he will no longer cause problems for the team because of his personal impulsiveness.

Then, the jade slip lit up again.

Jiang Caini: Yes, yes. But I don't remember who said that if he talked to me again, he would be a puppy?

Sikong Sheng: Wang!

Looking at the information on the screen, Jiang Caini couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Like, it's better to be like this.

It's much more fun to argue with him at any time and beat him up when he's unhappy than to force yourself to ignore him and then let yourself suffer in pain.

The quiet night, the atmosphere flowing between the two, but there is a different kind of warmth.

……

In the dead of night, the moon hangs high.

When everyone was resting in Wucheng, Ling Yaoqing walked into the ruins of his city alone.

The previous battle here left an endless sea of corpses and blood, and it also left a lot of essence. Here, you must be able to feed the Gu worms you raise.

Some time ago, because she was afraid of Feng Qiwu, she hadn't released Gu worms for a long time.

If this state continues, the Gu worms that can't be satisfied will even turn to sucking the host's own essence. In the final analysis, raising Gu is also a kind of "drinking duck" technique.

As Ling Yaoqing's sleeves danced, the dense Gu worms, like a black storm, fell on the corpse on the ground, and immediately began to suck it.

Looking at this scene, Ling Yaoqing also smiled with satisfaction.

Yes, in the unsolved case of Group B some time ago, a large number of virtual soldiers were sucked into dried corpses for unknown reasons, causing everyone in the city to endanger themselves, and the mysterious "murderer" hidden in the dark at that time was her Ling Yaoqing!

(End of chapter)