Although Peony's actions were not popular, He Yuting never thought that he should pay for it. Seeing that the spear was about to pierce his eyebrows, she couldn't help but shout in horror: "Don't! Erlang Zhenjun came with a gun. Peony took the opportunity to have room to escape, he let go of He Yuting, and retreated sharply on tiptoe, and he withdrew from the attack range of the spear in a moment.

He Yuting was taken into a familiar embrace, and a light kiss like a dragonfly landed on the top of her head, full of pity. "Are you alright? Hurt? ”

He Yuting completely relaxed, and handed over the weight of her whole body to Erlang Zhenjun. She tilted her head and looked at him carefully, examining him like Erlang Zhenjun was examining himself. "How did you get back? Isn't it going to Lodo? "It takes a long time to go back and forth to Luodao at the earliest, not to mention that Erlang Zhenjun is going to deal with things that can trap Yao Qianyi, and he can't predict the return date at all. They had just finished fighting the old one of the Heavenly Weeping Forest, though they had wasted a little time on something else, and he had appeared here, apparently turning back halfway.

"I left the matter to Huang Qiu. If she can't handle it, I'll rush over tomorrow. Erlang Zhenjun explained in a low voice, then looked up at Peony, he snorted coldly: "This little thief is very fat, and he actually deceived him to the door while I was away?" ”

Thieves? He Yuting couldn't cry or laugh, and really wanted to remind him that strictly speaking, this thief could be regarded as his doppelganger. Before she could make fun of the loophole in Erlang Zhenjun's words, she heard Jiro Zhenjun muttering:

"It's good to come, so I don't have to spend any more effort looking for him."

The smile in He Yuting's heart swept away. "Erlang, you ......"

Jiro Zhenjun stuffed her between the meat T and the blood Yin. "Take care of her."

"Of course, of course." Meat T hurriedly replied.

"Erlang!" He Yuting stretched out her hand and grabbed it, and the corners of Erlang Zhenjun's clothes just slipped out of her fingers. He Yuting was taken aback, and the afterimage chasing him saw him fiercely pounce on Peony.

Peony is certainly not a fool. As soon as Erlang Zhenjun made a move, he immediately turned around and ran towards the top of the Sky Weeping Forest. On the mountainside, there is also the second boss of the Sky Weeping Forest, the Cliff Sword, and there are Gao Lishi waiting for them on the top of the mountain. I only heard the prompt sound of the system coming from a long distance——

"Ding!" ——A line of text jumped out of the virtual realm at the same time: Alam Qubi took the lead in opening the monster. "Ding!" - Almat Qubi quits the battle circle.

"Ding!" - Player Erlang Zhenjun takes the lead in opening the monster. "Ding!" - Cliff Sword has been seriously injured.

"Ding!" - Almat Qubi took the lead in opening the monster. "Ding!" - Almat Qubi quits the battle circle.

"Ding!" - Player Erlang Zhenjun takes the lead in opening the monster. "Ding!" - Colliers has been seriously injured.

Meat T has a dish-like face. Blood Yin's face didn't get much better.

"The helper is already so powerful?" Meat T talks to himself. The interval between these system prompts is not long, especially the time between Jiro Zhenjun entering the battle and ending the battle is almost maintained within one breath. It's an exaggeration. Exaggerated to the point of inconceivable. Meat T looked at Xueyin and then at He Yuting, and said in a daze: "I told the other gangs what happened in the copy today, and no one will believe me." They must have thought I was bragging! ”

He Yuting's mind is not on the matter of Erlang Zhenjun killing the boss in seconds. As of the time of Colliers' serious injury, there was no sign of Peony being knocked out. No one is seen at the resurrection point. This means that both people are alive. Meat T took one look at her and knew what she was worried about. "Little Wu, you're really worrying."

He Yuting glared at him.

"Whether it's a boss or a player, there are a lot of resurrections. Even if Peony was killed this time, he could still get up and jump around. What are you worried about? ”

He Yuting was stunned. Yes, peonies can be resurrected. After the resurrection, he can just go! Why did she think that once she fell, Peony would never be able to get up again? Just because Erlang Zhenjun said that he wanted the remnant soul in Peony's body, she thought that Peony would never be able to get up after a fatal blow? It's ridiculous! This is no longer the world it used to be. Everyone in this world has at least one hundred and six resurrections, and although it will gradually decrease over time, everyone has the opportunity to start over.

He Yuting glared at Rou T: "The number of resurrections is one less than once." What's more, Peony hasn't hidden the mission yet......" She froze again, uneasy in her heart. If there is no hidden mission, does it mean that the living conditions of the peony are different? "No, I'd better go and see what's going on on the mountain."

Meat T grabbed her. Bloodyin grabbed her other arm.

"We've got to take care of you." Meat T smiled, indicating that he had not forgotten Erlang Zhenjun's entrustment.

"Let it go!" He Yuting screamed angrily.

Peony suddenly walked out of the whirlpool at the entrance, and he saw He Yuting, who was sandwiched between two people and couldn't move. "Well done. Don't let Xiao Wu come out to stir up the situation. ”

He Yuting: "??? ”

"I just took this opportunity today to split the winner with Erlang Zhenjun."

He Yuting's heart jumped suddenly.

"Who wins or loses?" Erlang Zhenjun also walked out of the vortex with a spear. As if knowing that Peony was ambushed at the door, and the protection state had just passed, he immediately turned on a damage reduction. Even so, Peony's pocket sword hidden in the fan still cut a terrifying wound on his body.

He Yuting's heartbeat stopped twice. She didn't know how she broke free from the flesh T and the blood yin, and by the time she realized it, she had already thrown out a spring mud flower paste on Erlang Zhenjun's body. The birds in the forest flew up, and a suffocating gloomy atmosphere filled the air. "Don't meddle." Erlang Zhenjun stopped He Yuting's second action with a stern look, and he said something similar to Peony: "I'll make a break with him today!" ”

Peony said with a smile on the other side: "Why don't you and I compress all our soul power into one point, give up the number of resurrections, and just fight it out?" ”

"No way!"

"Yes."

He Yuting and Erlang Zhenjun spoke at the same time. One against, one agreed.

"The victor takes away the remnants of the soul." Jiro Zhenjun said. He Yuting immediately looked at him in horror, and he replied with a confident smile, as if he was absolutely sure that he was better than Peony. He Yuting wanted to scream at him, but what she was afraid of was not victory, but the Russian turntable revolver game itself. What she fears is that the two of them are destined to die for one of them. Erlang Zhenjun understood her expression, and his eyes darkened slightly. As he said before: If he meets Peony on a narrow road, even if he wants to let Peony go, Peony will not let him go. One mountain does not tolerate two tigers. This world is too small to accommodate him and Peony coexisting. He Yuting looked back woodenly, driven by fear, she suddenly felt that Erlang Zhenjun and Peony were very strange. Both of them had been people she had loved with her soul, and one of them was still loved by her, and she couldn't figure out why things had to come to this point. Is there anything worse than that? I had to force her to confirm with her own eyes the dissipation of a soul, the disappearance of a consciousness. The end of no life is more terrible than death, and it makes He Yuting chill all over.

Peony didn't know her fear, and looked at it with burning eyes. He added: "The winner should also take Xiao Wu away!" ”

He Yuting sank her face and glared at Peony vigorously - when she was worried about the safety of his life, he was still thinking about how to rob her of her freedom? Is she the spoils of a life-or-death gamble? He Yuting felt angry and aggrieved for a while. She couldn't help but think: Is this person really Yulang's clone? Another voice calmly reminded her: Yes, this person is Yulang.

As early as 3,000 years ago, this situation ruined the relationship between two people, creating an irreparable rift between them. I didn't expect her to see such a familiar scene again. He Yuting felt a wave of nausea in her heart, and black emotions permeated...... Someone reached out and pressed it on her shoulder. The palm pressed down, and the blackened aura in her heart was also suppressed. He Yuting raised her head and saw that Erlang was sincerely smiling at her.

Leave it to me to handle. His expression said so. He Yuting's heart was sour, and the blackening value gradually stopped stirring. Erlang Zhenjun looked at Peony and reiterated: "The winner takes the remnant soul!" But Xiao Wu doesn't count. ”

Peony's smile gradually faded, and he stared at Erlang Zhenjun suspiciously. "The remnants are gone, and the people are gone. If you lose, what else can you do to hold on to Xiao Wu? ”

"Xiao Wu is not a remnant soul that belongs to us, why should we use a duel to decide whether she will go or stay? Who does she love and picks whom, and who can stop her? Her choice is hers and has nothing to do with our fight. I'm fighting with you for the remnant soul! Erlang Zhenjun lifted his spear and said in a hard voice: "You deal with me first!" ”

Peony looked at He Yuting and noticed that the expression on her face gradually became calmer. He clenched the folding fan suddenly, his nails sunk into his palms and almost bleed—

The gamble hadn't even begun, and he had already lost.