"Squeak-"

There was a screeching sound and the old-fashioned tin door slid to the side with difficulty, marking the end of the train's run.

As the few passengers in the car got out of the car, the tin doors were put back into place with difficulty, and all the cars followed the headlights all the way into the deep tunnel, crushing and startling a flying sickle, until the light of the headlights disappeared completely.

Like a silent and faithful ghost.

Gao Mi and Wan Boqian snuggled up to each other and walked in front, while Chen Wenwen kept a distance, bowing her head and moving quietly in small steps, white cloth shoes kept appearing from outside the skirt of the white skirt and disappeared.

"Welcome~ Welcome, a few people are tired."

The abrupt voice startled Gao Mi's heart, and Wan Boqian, who was not bold enough, almost fell to the ground, but there was nothing else in his sight - except for the nine-headed dealer sitting on a shabby chair.

A flickering incandescent lamp does not illuminate everything, it hangs alone above the table, making the space around the platform seem to be eroded by another dimension, and there are countless unknowns besides darkness. Occasionally, it emits a sizzling sound similar to an overload, or even a slight strobe, making it doubtful that it will be able to continue working.

Of course, no matter how shabby things are, they can be powerful because of the rules of the Nibelungen that ignore the passage of time.

"Uh, hello?"

Gao Mi stopped and said hello tentatively.

Although he knew that he was very stupid to do so, he couldn't help but ask. After all, in this kind of Nibelungen, which is equivalent to another world, and experiencing the torment of hunger and loneliness, every one more person who speaks will feel better.

In addition, for every more unlucky person, he has one more chance of getting out.

"I'm fine, of course. Thank you. ”

Nine long, curved necks rose slowly from under the worn linen, and the unhurried elongation seemed to indicate the leisurely mood of its owner, and the golden sheer reflected the originally somewhat dazzling incandescent lamp, which looked somewhat graceful.

It turned slightly at an angle, three heads staring at the comer, and the other six still stretched freely. The light bones didn't put much pressure on the half-decayed wooden chair, so it was able to accomplish the exaggerated act of holding it firmly on one leg.

The body structure of the sickle is very complex, but they are said to be spirits in the wind, probably more because of the slender and sharp hand bones that allow them to easily slice through the human body during high-speed movements. The Hand Empress's hand bones are even longer and more exaggerated, almost comparable to the length of some small knives, not to mention their sharp Cheng dù.

But now in front of Gao Mi's eyes, this slender skeleton that can be called a murder weapon is playing a deck of playing cards flexibly and coherently.

It's like grabbing the sand of the beach with your hands, and the sand is smooth to the touch of silk and slides down like a current. The poker in front of him also gave him this feeling, the difference was that this handful of 'fine sand' seemed to flow between the golden bones forever, and there would be no real slippage one day.

"Koujikou~ It's just that the mode is turned on, and it's like this in the game."

The nine-headed dealer waved his only four paws, and the deck of pokers obediently arced through the air and landed on the table, neatly stacked in a stack that looked no different from the one that had just been opened.

No, since it is stored in the Nibelungen, it is true that this poker has been in a state of freshly opened.

"A little trick, just rely on this bastard to eat, right?"

With that, the dealer let out a series of creepy jokes, and the whole delicate skeleton kept shaking on the wooden chair, as if it would fall apart from its laughter.

"I went to Macau at the age of three, entered Lisboa at the age of four, gambled until I became fine at the age of five, and was not a serious scholar at the age of six...... Twenty-seven this year, I still have nothing to do and ...... lightly"

Gao Mi swallowed hard.

It's not been a day or two since I've been trapped, but I have the impression that the dealer has always sat mechanically on the chair and froze, no matter whether it is kicking or insulting, there is no response to it, and the NPC in the RPG game is no different, not even the lines, the only function is to redeem Huàn chips and play cards.

Now, it seems to have become a sperm. not only has actions and words, but also says the lines in "The Saint of Gambling" without embarrassment, if it is not without flesh and blood, it is estimated that the expression will be very rich.

The only one who was not intimidated was Chen Wenwen, who always remained quiet, walked to her seat with small steps, and sat down silently waiting for the dealer to start gambling.

"When people get old, they always want to talk more......"

As if catching a glimpse of Chen Wenwen's movements, the nine-headed dealer retorted a few words, and then threw away two Arctic Ocean soda chips, and gave Gao Mi and Wan Boqian some dark gold chips and ancient silver chips.

Its eight claws move with a sharp whirlwind, but it deftly dodges every card of poker, completely turning into a golden phantom that envelops the deck.

"Let's get started, guys."

Its nine golden heads swayed one after another, and it seemed to cover the sky and the sun when it was completely unfolded, and its already frozen eyes shone with an inexplicable luster.

"Tonight's ...... Bet. ”

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"Whew-"

Chu Zihang took off his expensive windbreaker casually, carefully wiped the black blood on the knife, and threw it on the ground, letting it be eroded by the dragon's blood, making a strange noise. Return the knife to the sheath.

Knives need to be maintained, and no matter how good they are, they need proper rest so that nothing can stop them when cutting through the enemy. At the moment, the conditions are limited, and a piece of clothing is really nothing.

Behind him, the door slowly closed, and only black blood was still oozing out.

He should have rested for a while after a hard battle, but years of waiting made it impossible for him to have time to rest again, even if he had just used the Spirit of Words to blow up an entire carriage full of Deadpool.

Time waits for no one.

"Who?!"

In addition to simply showing the height of the bloodline, the golden pupil also has some other functions, such as a certain range of night vision.

Chu Zihang stopped vigilantly, his golden pupils that never went out were staring straight at a corner, and his hands cleanly pulled Mura Yu out of the black shark skin sheath.

He had not undergone training similar to knife drawing, so a knife resting in its scabbard would instead be an obstacle to his delay in combat.

"It's me......"

The unexpected person walked out of the dark corner, which made Chu Zihang raise his eyebrows in surprise.

"How are you? What about Mercer? ”

Xia Mi, who walked out slowly, was stunned when she heard this, and then scratched her head quite embarrassedly.

"I came with him, and I wondered why he suddenly had to find an excuse to come to such a place at night...... Then it's gone, right? Besides, why do you have to associate me with him, can't it be that I sleepwalked and ran here? ”

Xia Mi, who was still a little sneering, became a little excited as she spoke.

Chu Zihang looked at the chiffon print skirt on her body, and after thinking for a while, he still didn't reveal the possibility of sleepwalking.

"Hey, Senior Chu, this won't be the legendary Nibelungen, right?" Natsumi smiled like a fox stealing a chicken, and pointed to the carriage behind him that was still bleeding, "That's Deadpool?" ”

Chu Zihang fell silent again because of the girl's rough nerves, and at the same time, he couldn't help but think about Mercer's true identity.

Could it be a human disguised as a dragon king?

After all, wandering around at night and entering the Nibelungen, no matter how you look at it, the suspicion is very strong. As for doubting Xia Mi's statement, Chu Zihang didn't do it - Mercer's strangeness and mystery had long been imprinted in his heart.

"That's it," Chu Zihang took a deep breath, inexplicably remembering Susie who was sitting alone in the dining room looking at him in the distance, "The Nibelungen is very dangerous, a freshman like you who has not yet received the academy's formal courses on combat...... I build yì you follow me forward. ”

"Of course, of course," Xia Mi nodded obediently like a chicken pecking rice, "The senior is so strong, whether he can escape depends on the senior and handsome senior~"

After saying that, she seemed to remember something again.

"I'm chasing from here...... Mercer seemed to be walking that way. ”

Chu Zihang nodded to show that he understood, and then inserted Mura Yu, who had no sword, back into the scabbard, and took the lead towards the deep front. The terrain of the Nibelungen was so different from reality that even a worker at the Ministry of Railways could not recognize the Nibelungen beyond recognition, so he did not have a fixed direction, and he walked around casually to try his luck.

What he couldn't see was that the smile that gradually curved at the corner of Xia Mi's mouth gradually disappeared into the darkness as he continued to advance.

(I happened to have a bad cold this week, so I didn't have time to update it at home.) This one is more ...... In the last two days, the school has a sports day, so I came out in the evening. Just look at the update time and everyone will understand.

In addition, some book friends complained that the update was too slow...... Well, it's really my pot, but it's a pity that my ability is limited, and I don't have enough strength to live up to everyone's expectations. ）

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