An unknown village.

Tightly attached to an estuary.

The night was quiet, the evening breeze was slightly cool, and the moonlight filtered through the trees and scattered on the ground.

Disciples dressed in gray dusty and shabby cloth stood on the lookout platform, which fit together with the background and had a slight shade effect, surrounded by fences and seemingly solid mud walls, forming the most basic protection of the entire village, even if it did not seem to be so strong.

In a room that is more central to the center.

An oil lamp glows slightly.

They were disciples of the Shengyang Sect and were invited to participate in this game, which was hailed as a trial.

Before the test, they had done their homework, and the senior brother who led the team was an old fritter who had re-entered the cultivation realm after more than thirty years of crawling on the rivers and lakes, and under his command, the number of disciples of the Shengyang Sect who was not very large had no casualties so far.

"Senior Brother Cao, we listened to you, and sure enough, we easily got through this first wave of death." Another disciple whispered, his eyebrows were full of joy, their team, from the beginning of the game, followed their own senior brother, and followed a safe route all the way here.

The only thing that was unsatisfactory was that the exercises on their bodies were not satisfactory, and some disciples even put on a copy of the lowest level exercises and fled with them all the way to this safe area controlled by them.

This lack of combat power is Cao Yun's biggest headache now.

As for the tide of death.

It was a trial term he had researched, which meant that in the first wave of the poison circle, there would be a stage where a large number of monks would die, and it would be easy to run into them because everyone was in a hurry to run to a safe place.

At this time.

What to do is to occupy a favorable terrain, form a terrain suppression, and a few people cooperate to defend a village, and if anyone is offended, they will all be wiped out, and when they confirm the next safe zone, they will slowly move over.

But big fists are the last word.

The lack of exercises and the backwardness of various equipment made Cao Yun's burden very heavy, as the oldest, the most senior, and the most experienced of all people, he also got the resources of the entire team.

Everyone found the best exercises, and they were all in his hands.

With great power comes great responsibility.

He had to find the secret books of the exercises for his juniors and disciples in order to gain a firm foothold here.

"Senior brother! Suddenly, someone from outside the village visited! A man rushed in.

"Who is it?" Cao Yun asked intently: "What does it look like, tell me about its physical characteristics." ”

"Holding a spear, a full mouth and a beard, he looks a little... Somewhat obscene. The disciple racked his brains and finally squeezed out some adjectives and said.

Cao Yun paced in place, thought about it again and said, "Invite him in first." ”

"Yes." This disciple flashed and was just about to leave.

Cao Yun said again: "Wait! ”

"Senior brother, what's the matter?" The disciple asked.

"You go and ask the other disciples to prepare a pot of wine that we have scavenged, put some sweat medicine in it, give me the antidote to the sweat medicine, and then send a team of people to guard around this house, if you hear the sound of the wine glass shattering on the ground, kill it directly." Cao Yun commanded.

Through the description of the disciples, Cao Yun probably had some impressions in his heart, the person who suddenly visited must be Zhao Quetian of the Ghost Valley, Zhao senior, but this is a trial, it is a game, the cultivation of both sides is to break into zero, start over, and the rules of the game are also very clear, it is forbidden to form parties for personal gain, and non-team players cannot cooperate.

And this game is all about deception, there is no need to talk about anything.

No matter who is visiting, kill him whenever you have the chance.

Maybe you can get something from this Zhao senior.

When this disciple heard Senior Brother Cao Yun's words, he also had a plan in his heart, and turned to leave, and after a while, Zhao Quetian's figure swaggered in front of Cao Yun's eyes, Cao Yun hurriedly smiled and said: "Senior Zhao is fine, junior Cao Yun asks Senior Zhao for peace." ”

Zhao Quetian also came with a purpose in mind, and he was also wary in his heart.

"No need to be polite." Zhao Quetian said lightly: "I'm here to ask you for some news." ”

"Oh... If the younger generation knows, they must know everything and say everything! Cao Yun bowed and said.

A disciple brought a jug of wine.

Cao Yun turned the wine pot and said: "Senior, can you appreciate your face?" ”

Then he filled the two glasses on the table.

Zhao Quetian sniffed it, pretended to spill the wine inadvertently, and said with a regretful face: "Senior nephew Cao... It's a shame. ”

Cao Yun laughed and said, "It's nothing... Nothing! ”

He filled Zhao Quetian's wine glass again.

Zhao Quetian's eyes swept the wine spilled on the ground, there was nothing unusual on the ground, and there was no smell in the wine, he raised the glass in a dashing manner, covered the sleeve of his left hand slightly, and drank it all with his head up.

Cao Yun's eyes flashed with a hint of weirdness and surprise.

He didn't expect this senior Zhao to drink so unguardedly.

I want to think that the other party will see the problem in this wine, and intensify the conflict in front of him, and then he will drop the wine glass in his hand and let the disciples come in to encircle and suppress, but he didn't expect the other party to drink this glass of wine with sweat medicine so sincerely, so that he can't help but feel a little guilty.

I'm sorry seniors.

I want to live to the end.

And this game is meant to be a trial.

Cao Yun thought about it, and the guilt had disappeared without a trace.

But this sweat medicine is really colorless and tasteless! Even seniors like senior zhao, who should be proficient in all kinds of medicines, can be tricked, he sighed, dropped the wine glass in his hand, and the sound of the wine glass shattering rang out, a blink of an eye.

There were more than a dozen disciples in one room.

There were a total of about twenty disciples of the Shengyang Sect who participated in the trial.

As soon as so many people came in, Cao Yun was a lot more relieved, and thought that this senior Zhao had any teammates, and he would come to help him when he saw something wrong, but as far as the current situation is concerned, it seems that this senior Zhao should be too conceited, teaming up alone, without bringing teammates, and it is reasonable for such a proud person to plant a heel here.

"Kill Breaker—"

I saw the back of the house.

Relying on the perfect subduing tactics, Lu Defeat secretly solved a few patrol disciples, followed the lights to the back of the whole room, took out the talisman in his hand, and Lu Defeat aimed at the entire house, and cast a magical power portrayed by the talisman.

A dazzling beam of light slammed forward from the rune.

And Zhao Quetian, who pretended to be a sweat drug, spit out the wine in his mouth.

"Surprised? Not surprised? ”

Zhao Quetian and Lu Luo secretly flew here along the night, and saw a village, for fear of being ambushed, so they asked Zhao Quetian to explore the way, if there are people in this village, they will act on the opportunity.

They never trusted anyone.

Because of the clique in the game, you will be punished by the immortal personality server, and all kinds of bad luck will collide.

I originally thought that the monks in this village would cooperate with them based on their status and identity, so it was difficult for them to start if the road was defeated, so they slipped away after asking a few news, but they didn't expect that the other party was also very decisive and wanted to eat their big fish.

In that case, don't do it twice.

It's a wave of gang!

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