Some people's pride spreads from their knees to their heads, and they insist on pride with their unique persistence, preferring to die alone rather than live, perhaps this is a very foolish behavior, but it is also another interpretation of life.

Is there any difference between dying early and dying late? There is no difference, after all, they are all dead, no matter how late they die, they will always die in the end. What is really difficult is to know what is worth dying for.

What's more, how can pride be a slave to life, he still exists after he dies, and others will have the same pride, and your life, dead is dead. Yun Ting is a proud person, so he will not retreat, if it is in reality, there may still be struggles, but this is a game, there are so many opportunities to do it again, why give up his pride for some benefits? He can't retreat, he won't retreat, 100% pain is underneath, it brings just a round of pain, the pain of death is just very fast, when you are still savoring, in fact, the taste of pain can no longer be savored.

Yun Ting's face was expressionless, even at this moment of life and death, when the mission of huge interests was about to fail, there was not the slightest fluctuation in his heart, and even the three weapons on his hands, on the ground, and on his body did not take back the package.

You must know that once Yun Ting dies, everything on the corpse will be plundered by others, and the items in the package are still in danger of exploding, but there is still a little hope that they will not be exposed!

This kind of behavior is almost taking a mountain of gold, putting it in front of a group of beggars, and letting others take it. The strong, the really strong is the heart, everything else is external, the external object is strong, but it is also the external strong, what really looks at your heart, otherwise it is really dry.

Equipment, weapons, and more so are secondary in the game, because in the Three Kingdoms, as long as you have the ability, then you can also take a bench and kill a player with a sword. If the equipment is taken, it will be taken, Yun Ting is not without self-confidence, if you take mine, the person who kills me will get it back with interest.

The war maniac was smiling, with an indescribable pleasure, just now, a plan had already sprouted in his heart. After killing Yun Ting, take the corpse away, hang it in a place where there are many people, expose it to the sun, and humiliate it well, so as to relieve the hatred in your heart!

Just when everyone thought that Yun Ting was going to die, there was a loud shout, and a young man in a cloth robe jumped into the field, dragged Yun Ting's arm, dragged him up, and dragged him behind him. Yun Ting was like a three-year-old child in his hands, weightless, dragged at will without the slightest difficulty.

Everything happened in the lightning, even the clouds couldn't react, and when they came back to their senses, they could feel a huge force coming from their arms after a little struggle. This is not at all the strength that players can have at this stage, in comparison, Yun Ting's arrogant arm strength is like a little chicken, which cannot be compared, and it will fall down when touched.

Since he has the power to surpass the player, then Yun Ting already knows that this person is not a player, he must be a famous general, and this kind of strength can only be possessed by a quasi-first-class famous general! The military generals in the Three Kingdoms are divided into four grades, the lowest is the third-rate generals, and the lower ones are the third-rate, that is, they are really not in the stream, they belong to the part of the soldiers and captains, and Yun Ting's current armed forces have only stepped into the ranks of the third-rate generals a little bit. Then second-rate generals, first-class generals, and finally super-first-class generals, such as Lu Bu and others, are super-first-class, and it is not a problem to have one enemy and a thousand.

This young man, in his twenties, is already a quasi-first-class, don't look at one more quasi-quasi, in fact, he is already about to reach the list of first-class generals. However, one more quasi is also equivalent to a heavenly reclamation, some people can't step on it in their lives, and some people can become top generals when the time comes. This person can reach the quasi-first-class military general at such a young age, and his future achievements are already ironclad, and it is not even a problem to impact the super-first-class general.

Yun Ting was already thinking about who this person was, which famous general in his youth, and didn't care if his arrival was good or bad, anyway, no matter how bad it was, could it be worse than death? The worst is here, and Yun Ting will not be worried, let alone afraid. And even if he wants to give birth, Yun Ting knows deeply that there is no room for resistance at all, unless there are thousands of him, he can kill the young man who dragged him and escape!

"Don't you feel ashamed to bully the more and bully the less? And this is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, how can you be allowed to come nonsense! The young man put down the clouds and looked at the gun array in front of him, his face unchanged.

"What a familiar voice, who is it?" Yun Ting looked at the young man's back, thinking in his heart, but he couldn't think of a reason. Just knowing this voice, this figure, there is a very familiar feeling.

"Even he killed him too!" The war maniac lifted the gun on the ground, his face was hideous, and he threw the spear directly at the young man.

"Insect carving skills." The young man watched the spear fly in, smiled indifferently, stretched out his hand to grab it, and grabbed the handle of the spear. The glowing head of the spear trembled in front of his eyes, and the head of the spear cast of fine iron reflected a pair of eyes as thin and cool as water, only a few millimeters away.

"Drink!" The players in the gun formation shouted loudly, marched quickly, and the guns in their hands stabbed out again, a full twenty spears, tightly sealed.

"Spike."

"Shoot!" Although the war maniac behind him was wounded, he still commanded the archers, driving them to shoot many arrows at the young man's body and the surrounding area.

And those strategists rested for a while, recovered some mental strength, gritted their teeth, and cast the spell again, and then their faces turned pale, and they fell directly to the ground, losing their combat effectiveness.

"Blue Water Dragon." The young man shook his spear, and the iron spear drew a perfect arc in the air, and suddenly countless mist of water rose up, accompanied by the sound of a dragon's roar. A cyan dragon slammed out, and every scale on its body was extremely clear, and even the outline, imprints, and coercion on it could be seen all the time, making everyone breathless and unable to breathe, and their minds were subdued by this dragon!

"Roar..."The dragon let out a long groan, his cold eyes staring at the array of guns in front of him, those arrows that were shot were completely lost in the rising mist, and all kinds of spells fell on the blue and hazy dragon, not even a ripple could be startled.

Twenty people, fifty people, one hundred, this gun array has a hundred players, just now Yun Ting has only experienced the second weight, you can imagine the power of this gun array, if Yun Ting meets it in its heyday, it will also be stabbed to death.

"No way, who the hell is he!" Seeing all this in the back, Zhan Fury's face was already green. This time, he has already sent out the centaurs under his command, you must know that if you die once, those skill plants will be lost, and even those hidden attributes will be lost, and it will take a long time to recover. This time, if the whole army is annihilated, the loss will be really large, the early stage is the most important period of time, once it falls, then it will be the pull of quality resources.

The cyan dragon pounced, opened its mouth, and devoured it towards the hundred-man spear array. These players have been trained, but in the face of this situation, they only held it for a moment, and they couldn't calm down, and they all looked at the dragon in horror, and the guns in their hands also fell inadvertently.

This still couldn't make the dragon let go of his murderous intent and still pounce downward, but Yun Ting's eyes saw that this dragon was just a form, the real dragon was a young man, a man was a dragon, a dragon was a man, a dragon was a gun, and this young man was the real killer inside, the real soul.

"Ahh

The young man clearly kept his hand, and instead of killing people with the tip of his gun, he knocked everyone down with the barrel of his gun. By the time the dragon disappeared, none of the players in the warrior family were standing, and the young man who had saved Yunting from seeing the unevenness was standing in place, the spear in his hand hanging low.

"Ziyi!" Yun Ting finally knew that this was Tai Shici when he was young, no matter the voice, figure, or even the courage to draw a knife to help, it was no different from his previous life. Moreover, the blue water dragon chant is a unique gun trick of Tai Shi Ci, and Yun Ting already knows that he has met Tai Shi Ci again.

"You know me?" Tai Shi Ci turned around and looked at Yun Ting in surprise.

With a fair face, two sword eyebrows, a pair of extremely aura eyes, and a heroic face, everything is no different from Tai Shici in the previous life, the only difference is that he is now, not as vicissitudes as he was in his previous life, and he does not have the blood that dares to kill tens of millions of people.

Yun Ting looked at Tai Shi Ci and suddenly laughed, I haven't been so happy for a long time, what I lost in the previous life must be recovered, and what I died in the previous life will definitely not be worth it now.

"Acquaintance." Yun Ting nodded and said softly.

"But I don't seem to be impressed?" Tai Shi Ci was a little puzzled, his brows furrowed, and he wrinkled into a good-looking arc.

"If we don't know, we can know." Yun Ting said with a smile, subconsciously stretched out his right hand to pat the blood stains on his body, but suddenly found that the clothes on his body did not have any blood stains except for dust and mud. Originally, Yun Ting thought that he should be embarrassed now, covered in blood, and even become a bloody person.

But, I don't know why all this is nothing! There wasn't even a trace of blood left on him, not a single bit.

Looking around again, Yun Ting suddenly realized that everything he had just experienced, the red in his field of vision had disappeared. In the whole long street, there is no trace of blood on the bluestone slabs, only the original filth and traces on the slates.

"What's going on?" The clouds were bewildered.

"Oh? I'm looking forward to it. Tai Shi Ci smiled kindly, but his eyes suddenly froze. He stretched out his hand towards Yun Ting, and with one finger of his fingers, he had already grabbed the Qingyu Sword that Yun Ting was carrying on his back.

With a clanging sound, the Qingyu Sword had been pulled out of its scabbard by Tai Shici.

"The killer is unknown." Tai Shi Ci sighed lightly, a trace of flush flashed across his fair face, which was the light and shadow reflected by the sword body of the Qingyu Sword.

The Qingyu Sword in Tai Shici's hand no longer had the appearance of the past in Yunting's memory, the entire sword became bright red, and the veins on the sword were carried by strips of crimson, flowing slowly. The whole sword exuded a dangerous aura, and around the sword body there was a small cloud of mist that was almost red, if Yun Ting didn't feel wrong, it was about blood qi, water vapor condensed by blood, blood qi. And in a trance, Yun Ting's eyes saw several times that it was not the Qingyu Sword itself, but a deep sea of blood, in which the bones were floating and sinking, dark and evil.

Tai Shi Ci raised the Qingyu Sword and squinted his eyes and stared at the sword body carefully. The other hand stretched out, and the index finger gently brushed the sword body, inch by inch, and as the index finger moved, the layers of blood covering it were wiped away, and after the index finger left, it re-converged. Looking at Tai Shici's index finger again, it is the same, dyed with blood, and then faded with blood, and the cycle repeats.

Feeling the coolness of his index finger in his heart, Tai Shici couldn't help but exclaim: "Good sword." ”

He shook his head slowly, handed out the Qingyu Sword, and said to Yun Ting: "Fortunately, there is still such blood today, otherwise you will definitely die." ”

At this time, Yun Ting suddenly remembered that the original killer was unknown, what did it mean to devour blood! Suddenly, his back was already covered with cold sweat, and it turned out that he had walked through the ghost gate without knowing it.