Rumble.

Rumble.

Rumble.

Weng Wenwen, who was hiding his figure, was a little stupid, looking at the charging sword immortal, while flying his sword to kill the enemy, he held a grenade and a smoke bomb to open the way.

Smoke filled the air, and explosions continued.

The figure is rushing forward.

The sword fairy should not be out of the dust, stepping on the flying sword, flying in the sky, even if it is a new mountain, but with grenades, smoke bombs to open the way, the image of the fairy sword is completely lost.

Rarely, this is the 'new generation'.

It's really new enough.

Bang.

Taking a deep breath, Weng Wenwen raised his hand and shot a god's head.

At close range, the black and white ivory gun is even more powerful.

At this time, when the last person died, only the showdown between Weng Wenwen and Ren Zheng was left at the scene.

The decisive battle is fought on the grass on the hillside.

Weng Wenwen stood on the hillside, condescending, like a proud queen, heroic, holding two guns, aiming at Ren Zheng from afar.

"You lost, I found out, your flying sword can't go too far, I want to see if you can block my shots."

When the sound fell, she calmly fired.

Persevering until now, her competitive spirit does not allow her to lose.

Bang bang.

She fired four shots in a row, at her own firing rhythm.

However, at this time, the game brushed the circle.

The speed of the poison circle was very fast, and it wrapped the two of them in the blink of an eye, as if forcing the two to face each other head-on, fighting to the death.

Bell, bell, bell.

The sword light was like a sharp weapon for precision strikes, accurately cutting through the bullets.

At the same time, Ren Zheng's spiritual power continued to decline, and the converted mana was almost exhausted.

The crisis of death was looming over him, and the health bar, which symbolized 'life', was falling.

From the very beginning, his mana consumption was too great.

"Holy." Weng Wenwen saw that the drug circle was refreshed, and she couldn't help but scold, what is this?

The health bar is declining, and she can only run the poison, and while running the poison, she shoots and suppresses.

It's just that there is some deviation in accuracy.

Bang.

Ren Zheng split the bullet again, and the mana in his body suddenly recovered, and it recovered in an instant.

[Bacchus Technique - Drinking Hate].

But as soon as the hatred came out, his body became weak, and his whole body seemed to be filled with lead, and his whole body was sore, weak, and full of heaviness.

This is the consequence of excessive physical exertion.

The sword pill suddenly stopped, and then turned into a streamer.

Weng Wenwen, who had just run out of the poison circle, was relieved, and a chill surged up, and he felt bad the moment he saw the sword pill stop.

[Gun Fighting - Pressing the Gun].

I hadn't used the gun fighting technique before just for this moment, and the bullet with flames, as if equipped with automatic navigation, directly crashed into Kenmaru, suppressing Kenmaru's flight trajectory.

Weng Wenwen fired another shot.

The bullet came out of the muzzle and quickly approached Ren Zheng's face.

At the same time, the sword pill that had been shot twice off the trajectory rose again and attacked towards Weng Wenwen.

Weng Wenwen didn't care whether the bullet could kill the enemy, and turned sideways to escape, but the incoming sword light made her seem to be wrapped in a cold.

Burst.

The sword qi passed through her chest, life was passing, and when she was dying, she saw Ren Zheng's fallen figure.

Ren Zheng, who dodged the bullet sideways, just when he thought he was about to win, but he didn't pay attention.

The poison ring took the last drop of his blood.

The two collapsed in pools of blood.

Black and white picture.

[Game over.] 】

......

West Beach Beach.

The sea breeze blows from the sea, the waves hit, the crowd in the sea is frolicking, and the fast jet skis spray waves at the end.

Golden grit, sun umbrellas on the beach block the sun's rays, and a beautiful woman lying on a beach chair with a loose dress seems to have awakened from a deep sleep.

Ho ho.

Weng Wenwen gasped.

In a moment, she felt that her life was passing, her body was gradually cold, and her consciousness was sinking.

The heavy eyelids blinked, and when she was dying, she also saw the 'Sword Immortal' in the poison circle planted on the ground.

"This ......"

She looked around, and she was back on the familiar West Beach of the United States.

"What's wrong with you?"

Next to her, her good girlfriend 'Xun Youyou', who was playing on the beach with her, wore a three-point bikini common on the beach, revealing her proud curves and fair skin.

"How long did I sleep?"

Weng Wenwen looked at Xun Youyou next to him, his eyes were very sharp, and he asked.

In her heart, she was asking herself, "Am I really dreaming?" ”

"You're still talking to me just now, and not a minute has passed."

Suddenly, Xun Youyou felt that Weng Wenwen seemed to have some kind of change, but she couldn't say why.

Weng Wenwen was a little sluggish, sensing that something was calling to her in her mind, which was very kind.

"Yoyo, you keep playing, I'll go back to the hotel first."

She stood up from her chair as if preoccupied.

"No, you called me, and now you're going to go first, what's going on? You okay? Xun Youyou hurriedly followed and asked.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

Weng Wenwen didn't want to say more, turned around and walked towards the hotel above the beach.

After returning to the hotel room, Weng Wenwen locked himself in the room.

Close the curtains.

Sitting on the bed, as her palm opened, the black and white ivory gun in the [Survival] appeared out of thin air.

Bite.

The sound of the radio in the game.

"Congratulations to the (temporary) player Weng Wenwen for his final victory, a second before he died, the sword immortal was poisoned and died first."

After the broadcast was over, Weng Wenwen was still in a state of confusion.

Speaking of which, she played a survival game in a daze, and she still hasn't figured out what it's all about.

Sitting in the room, Weng Wenwen looked at the black and white ivory gun (soul binding) that sometimes disappeared and appeared from time to time, Huo Ran, she slapped her face.

Syllable.

"Not a dream?"

She smiled silly, touching her flushed face as she lay back.

Longjiang City, Jiashi Flower Garden.

Night.

It was very quiet outside the room, and Ren Zheng got up from the bed and sat down.

"I'm still alive and won?"

His eyes were suspicious, in the game, he really felt the loss of life, but in an instant, he seemed to be pulled back by some force.

Picking up the mobile game machine in the palm of his hand, Ren Zheng looked at the red handwriting on it, his face turned black in an instant, and he fell into the poison circle first.

【Failed to clear the game】

[Player detected: Ren Zheng has cleared the dead-type prop 'Substitute Death Doll', and the props are consumed]

[Customs clearance ruling, forced game clearance.

Basic reward +10 points for clearing the game (clearance item effect)

Survive (Fail): Survive to the last man.

Mission: The Dignity of the Sword Immortal (completed), 3/5.

+6 points, +30 spiritual power, a medical needle (true): Restore 30% of all attributes at one time, remove negative statuses.

Mission: Kills (completed), 24/99.

Bonus: +2 points, a can of energy drink (true): Restores 5% of mana and stamina at once.

Mission: Headshot (completed), 5/99.

+1 point, +10 Spiritual Power.

The total score is 19 points, including 10 points of basic customs clearance score, the assessment score is 9 points, and there is still 1 point to reach the benchmark score, (you need to complete the realistic minor punishment task to continue on the machine), and the evaluation is unqualified. 】

Zizi.

Electric current sound.

Ren Zheng, who was electrified, took off his hand and put it down, the 'mobile game machine' was very humane, and he felt that he was disliked, and the screen was displayed as the word 'blockade', and the halo flowed, as if there was some kind of power to support it, and gradually faded.

It can be felt, but Ren Zheng can't see it.

"Shall I go, so personal?"

Ren Zheng got up and scratched his head.

At the same time, he was a little lucky, fortunately he got a 'substitute puppet' in the last round of the game, otherwise he might really have to hang a black and white photo.

At that time, Ren Zheng felt the taste of death like never before.

Coming out the window, he looked at the night sky outside and stared at it for a long time.

Bite.

After a while, Ren Zheng's mind heard the prompt sound of the game.

【Realistic Punishment Mission】