Chapter Seventy-Six: Take You to Life, Follow Me to Die, Let Them Die!

"If I die, will you remember me?" Just like yesterday, the girl in white who was better than snow once asked with a smile, her bright eyes flashed and flashed, and she was as bright as a star under the long eyelashes. Her eyes are a pool of clear water, her eyes can speak, her heart is as transparent and immaculate as a drop of water, as long as there is a place where she is, Yunting can feel warm and homely.

She's home, she's everything.

"If I die, will you remember me?" The girl came out of her memory, winked mischievously, and pouted at Yunting.

Yun Ting's blood-red eyes subsided, his face softened, he stretched out his hand to caress the girl's face, and muttered: "I won't forget, even if I forget, I will remember it again, my words, my good words." ”

It's just that suddenly, Yun Ting's hand grabbed down, but it was empty, and the girl turned into a cloud of air, disappeared in her palm, disappeared into all visible places, and could no longer be seen. She appeared suddenly, and then disappeared suddenly, not necessarily completely empty, deserted.

"How can this be, how can it be..."Yun Ting was at a loss, desperately searching, there was nothing left in his heart, tasks, grievances, everything was no longer cared about, everything only existed for her, just like the heart only beats for life, only for life. The palm of his hand grabbed, and let go, and then he let go, and the red nail marks remained in the palm, and blood was faintly oozing, Yun Ting didn't feel pain, and he couldn't feel it, and all other emotions had been lost.

"Yu'er, hum..." The war maniac kicked the cloud that got up, and then kicked it to the ground.

"What's going on, is that guy crazy?"

"This person is really not like words, it doesn't count driving people crazy, and he has to carry out inhuman torture."

"It's pathetic." The players next to them were talking with the people, sympathizing with Yunting, and there were also people who gloated, and no one stood up without exception. The scene is very obvious, even if there is a person with that thought, but because there are too many people on the other side, he doesn't dare to take a step at this moment, otherwise he will just add a grievance.

"I know, I understand, no one is qualified to call Yu'er by this name, you all have to die! I haven't forgotten, I'm going to die! Yun Ting raised his face and laughed maniacally, his face was blurred with flesh and blood, and it was very hideous.

"you!" The war maniac kicked over again, the angle was extremely insidious, and the toes of his toes were about to touch Yun Ting's collarbone, which turned out to be a one-hit kill, killing Yun Ting and sending him into reincarnation. In the eyes of the war madman, Yun Ting has been completely destroyed, from the inside out, from the mind to the body, Yun Ting has been completely destroyed, avenging the original kick, and recovering the interest.

"Yunting, you have to live well, no matter what else, with me, with mine, live together." The blood-red picture, blood everywhere, even the white clothes were stained with blood, and the girl was lying between the blood-red, still with that smile as kind as the sun. Until the moment she stopped breathing, her smile never froze, because she knew that Yun Ting liked to see people laugh the most, and until the moment she died, she didn't forget to tell this person who lived like an idiot to live well.

She didn't forget, but he did.

"Live well, with you, live." Yun Ting's eyes burst into a fierce light, and a strong killing intent also soared, spilling out towards the surroundings without stopping, oppressing and destroying anything damned, "I'm going to kill you here, and then, kill all of you!" ”

"The player enters a state of rage, the physical attributes increase, and the pain perception is reduced by 40%, and this state lasts until the player's emotions are calm, during which the attack is deepened."

Jumping up from the ground, Yun Ting directly approached the leg of the war madman, crashed into his arms, knee collision, push hands, hook fingers, unload bones... All the means were used, not to kill, but to a feast of pain, every yin damage acupoint, part was accurately hit by the clouds, and these places just do not make people die, but bring pain that is more painful than death.

The identity of the dreamer makes Yun Ting clear about the various parts of the human body, it is easy to kill if you take a place, and which part is painful but not life-threatening. He knows very well that it's just torture now, at least it's not so simple to die like a war maniac! Yun Ting wants to make him worse than death, let him wail, let him suffer, let him understand what hell is, in order to relieve Yun Ting's hatred.

"Ahh This piece of music is not a pleasure, but a shock to the heart, each successive syllable is a combination of broken bones, bumps, muscle concussions, screams from time to time are even more chilling, and the nosebleeds and tears that erupt are not only auditory, but also visually terrifying.

The war madness heard the prompts of many systems, but he didn't have time to pay attention to them, and the pain in his body hit his mind like a tidal wave, without giving him a moment's break. Until now, the war maniac was still wondering, "Didn't I already destroy him?" No one answered, only remorse was brought to the war maniac, as well as the palm shadow, the fist shadow, and the pain given by Yun Ting, life is better than death, this is the current situation of the war maniac.

"Bang bang bang." The sound of the body colliding with Yun Ting's fist never stopped from the beginning.

In the Three Kingdoms, the damage is calculated based on the injuries suffered by the body, not the kind of ancient online game, being hit in the head, the person only shook twice, and a string of numbers floated up and still didn't die, unlike that, even if it is the existence of a boss like Lu Bu, if he is hit in the head and cut off, he will still die! When players level up, the hidden points they get, as well as the art value and attributes obtained through exercise, are all used to enhance their own functions, and the real strength is their own mastery, not just look at your attributes, no matter how high you are, it doesn't represent all, it's just a string of numbers.

Only you can't do it, you can't think of it, kill people and set fires, everything is normal in the game, just like Yunting, using realistic means and knowledge, to come to the game to torture the people in the game.

Some people choose to live, some people choose to die, but now the result is that Yun Ting chooses to live, do it, and the war madness longs to die, but has no strength to choose. The body of the war madness was completely out of his own at this moment, and he could only move a few fingers, and he was only trembling. And the other parts were controlled by the clouds, making a miserable sound, and I wanted to get rid of it in a panic, but I didn't see the shadow of the fist flying, and the person didn't die, how could I stop.

If someone gives me a foot, Yun Ting can respect him by half an inch, but if he has something to do with the people around him, he can return thousands of people and never die. This is the strange him, Yun Ting is not afraid of his own death, he is afraid of his friends, the death of his loved ones, being hurt, greedy for life and afraid of death, greedy for other people's lives, afraid of others dying, because he has lost, so it is not a pity to lose himself, and it is impossible to lose his worries.

Time passed minute by minute, from dynamic to static, of course, this is for war maniacs, every second is a century of time, is the unbearable pain of life, you know, he has never been beaten in reality! In the game, he was beaten twice by a person, and the next time he was alive and dead, he couldn't get over his face, and he couldn't get over it in his heart, and his heart was dripping blood and angry, but it was just in vain.

The plot is ups and downs, it happened too hastily, and when everyone was pitiful for Yunting, the poor man had changed his role, the bully, and the deceived were replaced. There was a lot of blood between the mouth and nose of the war madman, but he didn't die, he was as strong as Xiaoqiang, just like he did with Yun Ting just now, he didn't die, he lived well, and he clearly felt the mental pain.

It's a game, but the humiliation and pain he suffers are no different from reality.

"Kill!" The retinue brought by the war maniac finally reacted, holding their weapons in the distance, and ran towards the clouds. The lord humiliated the death of his ministers, and every entourage was very angry, or the pride of the slaves belonging to the eight great families began to ferment, making them desperate to kill Yun Ting, but before the people arrived, the arrows came first.

There were archers holding their bows and arrows, and the cold light in their eyes and the cold light from the iron arrows of the feathered arrows shone together, and then burst into the air with a whistling sound.

Six feather arrows shot towards the clouds, a quick preemptive strike, due to the intertwining of the two figures of the war madness and the clouds, maybe there will be more arrows, faster and more fierce, the owners of these six arrows are accurate shots, only to dare to shoot.

There are scruples, arrows have concerns, two feather arrows narrowly grazed the body of the war madman, and they let Yun Ting go, and a feather arrow grazed Yun Ting's cheek, but it was already scarred, and he no longer cared about a little more fresh bloodstains, and another killing arrow only disturbed Yun Ting's long hair, and it was in vain. The last two feather arrows, Yun Ting didn't care at all, although he knew that one was shot out of the accumulation, and the other was shot by concentration, both of which belonged to the type of arrows that must be hit, but he still didn't dodge, let alone stop the movements in his hand, just took advantage of the blow and slightly sideways his body.

There were two sounds of arrows entering the flesh, but Yun Ting didn't even frown, and he didn't snort in his mouth, and the war madness didn't break away, and he was still going to die. Because Yun Ting has been focusing on one thing since the beginning, that is, to make the battle frenzy unbearable, he has never shifted his gaze, he will not stop, and he cannot stop. He was focused on doing something to torture the war madness, and he didn't care about the feathered arrows he shot at all, let alone his own life or death.

The next moment, six feathered arrows shot again, and Yun Ting exhaled, and the depression in his chest was swept away. He gave up the battle frenzy, kicked it out, picked up the green sword that fell to the ground, and stepped back again and again, the green sword danced lightly, "Ding Dong two crisp sounds," blocking the spear stabbed by the fighter player in front of him. In the time of rest, the two feathered arrows had been pulled out by Yun Ting and thrown to the ground at will, and the wounds were dripping with blood.

"Kill him, you must kill him...", the war madness intermittently commanded to the surrounding followers, his eyes staring at the clouds with hatred. With the support of two entourage, he retreated to the stall next to him, leaning on the stall table to rest and breathe, and his clumpy body couldn't even straighten his waist.

The war maniac can't tolerate defeat, and it's the result of the second such torture and being hit hard! His teeth rubbed together with a harsh grinding sound, like a cloud in his mouth and he was gnawing at its marrow.

"If you don't die, that's because they're going to die, and if you don't die, that's because I'm going to make your life worse than death." Yun Ting said indifferently, the Qingyu Sword was raised diagonally, pointing at the entourage that was already approaching, he was disgraced, he couldn't laugh at the moment, and he couldn't be disdainful, and he had a sharp edge that couldn't be faced.

"Kill!" The clouds moved, and the green sword came out.