"Quick, take out the jade Bodhi in my arms and give it to your uncle!"

A disciple ran to Zhi's side, and was just about to help him up when he heard Zhi's words.

The disciple, who was also quick with his hands and feet, took out a finger-sized jade bodhi from his bosom, and hurriedly ran to Sora's side—as Sora fell to the ground, the barrier around him also lost its effect—and he opened his mouth and put Bodhi inside.

He didn't expect that the jade Bodhi given by the master before leaving was really used, and he didn't expect that Yan Buhui and his senior brother were both fierce and regarded their surnames as nothing.

If it weren't for Yu Bodhi, Likong would definitely not be able to live for a moment, but even so, the senior brother is still uncertain about his life and death, even if he can survive, not to mention the great reduction of Shouyuan, I am afraid that there will not be much left of cultivation.

And Yan doesn't return, even if he has the time to use the secret method of Buddhism to continue his life and escape from the ghost gate, but he is just alive, and it is not known when he will be able to wake up.

Tragic! Tragic! But no regrets!

And Xiao Lang and the banshee, who were watching all this happening, were stunned.

Everything happened so fast, so fast that their brains didn't even have time to react until they stopped trying to get enough of them.

Xiao Lang understands that this is to deal with the aftermath, after all, he understood what he said to his disciples just now, and compared to the killing power of the old way, the means of stopping still belong to Buddhism - subduing is the mainstay, and killing is supplemented, so Xiao Lang doesn't think that stopping is going to the black hand.

But the banshee beside him didn't think so, and when she saw it, she walked over, thinking that she was going to be unfavorable to them, and a trace of sickly ruddy suddenly flashed on her face, which made her even more poignant:

"Don't hurt my daddy!"

The sound is like a yellow bird, gentle as glutinous, but there is a kind of eagerness and pathos.

Xiao Lang heard it, this was clearly Xiao Wan's voice, and then looked at her face, although it was different, it was vaguely similar to Xiao Wan.

Unexpectedly, this beautiful banshee would actually be Xiao Wan, and before, it was clear that she used a disguise spell to change her face.

But seeing that the jade scales on her lower body were peeling apart inch by inch, the blood instantly gathered into a river, and she gritted her teeth, enduring great pain, three thousand hairs, like vines spreading, and in the blink of an eye, they entangled the surrounding Putuo disciples.

[Five Ghost Spirit Jar] seemed to have received some summons, and actually left Xiao Lang's magic weapon bar by himself, Xiao Lang suddenly felt a piercing pain, peeling and cramping could not describe this pain.

The Spirit Jar slowly floated towards the top of the banshee's head, and the blood stains under her body slowly turned blue.

"It can't be!"

Zhi Zhi didn't look down on the banshee's "dying struggle" very much, even if she didn't know what secret technique she used to restrict Putuo's disciples, she didn't think that this kind of secret technique, which obviously couldn't last long, would do anything.

But when he saw the banshee's blood turn blue, something suddenly came to him.

I understood that if I didn't do something, none of the people present would survive, and the power of bloodline awakening was not at all controllable by the person concerned.

"If you don't go crazy, you won't become a Buddha, Lao Tzu will also fight!" At this moment, there is still a half-point Buddhist disciple's feeling, his brows are furrowed, his mouth keeps chanting something, his hands are sealed, and he dances out of the afterimage for a while.

It was as if he had turned into the sun, and the dazzling light was like a sword of substance, stabbing at everyone around, Rao was Xiao Lang, a bounty hunter who had long been accustomed to pain, and was hit by this light, coupled with the pain in front of him for unknown reasons, he was actually unconscious......

"Congratulations to the player, the trial task is completed, please log in again after exiting the game, and transfer to the novice village, or ten minutes later, automatically jump to the scene, I wish you a happy game." The synthesized sound is still so calm.

The coma in the game is not a real coma in the end, and the pain in the heart is not a real pain, as the synthesized sound sounds, all this dissipates, and what comes into Xiao Lang's eyes is just an ordinary thatched room, which is the game login interface of [Fantasy World].

Xiao Lang did not choose to wait, but went offline directly and walked out of the game warehouse.

It is an ordinary 20-square-meter dwelling, completely furnished to the appearance of a bedroom, with no balcony, no living room, and no kitchen.

Xiao Lang picked up the water glass on the table, drank it in one gulp, lit a cigarette, and smoked silently.

One, two, three......

Until I coughed involuntarily, as if I wanted to cough out the boredom in my chest.

Xiao Lang snuffed out the cigarette butt and took out his mobile phone, originally wanting to call Xiaotian and them first, but after thinking twice, he gave up and dialed the Bluetooth number instead.

Seven seconds later, the call was connected.

"I said Xiao Lang, I'm an old man, not everyone can be like you, it's early in the morning and still in good spirits." Bluetooth said.

Xiao Lang looked at the watch on the wall, at three twenty, normal people should be asleep, or use the game warehouse for light sleep: "Judging from the time you connected the phone, you are not in the game, and from your tone, you have not slept yet." ”

"Okay, count you awesome, say, what's the matter, if it's not important, don't blame me for being angry." Bluetooth joked.

"What's going on with this trial mission!" Xiao Lang didn't beat around the bush, but asked directly.

"What's going on? What's wrong? Bluetooth's tone was puzzled.

Xiao Lang gave a general explanation of his quest process, emphasizing that he had met another player during the quest.

It is true that this trial task did make Xiao Lang feel uneasy, but if it was only like this, then Xiao Lang would definitely not be able to call Bluetooth at this time.

However, if you meet another player in the trial mission, although it is said that because the player's base is too large, even if the probability is small, it is normal for one or two to meet in the task, but in Xiao Lang's opinion, this kind of small probability event is all encountered by himself, plus this trial task is not simple to think about, it is strange everywhere, and in the end it actually ended in his own coma, I really can't let myself not think of the shadow of [Second Heaven] behind it.

What exactly does the company want to do? This is what Xiao Lang wants to figure out.

"I really don't know," Bluetooth didn't have any special tone after listening: "Xiao Lang, I understand your thoughts, what you encountered this time is a bit of a coincidence, but from another point of view, you are also an employee of [Second Heaven], and the interests of the company are the same, even if the company has any arrangements, it will definitely not deliberately damage the interests of its own employees." ”

"Is that so, good, good night." Xiao Lang didn't ask.

"You also rest early." Bluetooth call back.

Xiao Lang hung up the phone.

Although he doesn't know if Bluetooth really doesn't know, or pretends not to know, he is right about one thing, how can such a large company as [Second Heaven] deliberately harm the interests of its own employees?

Xiao Lang also understood this before, but when this came out of Bluetooth's mouth, the surname was different, after all, his speculation was based on reasonable facts, and Bluetooth, which represented the company, also said so, either it was really so, or it was to comfort himself, so as to hide something.

What the answer is, Xiao Lang doesn't know.

Is it that a few years of hunter career have made me too sensitive?

Xiao Lang also didn't know the answer.

Not long after, Xiao Lang's phone rang, it was Bluetooth.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Lang asked.

"I just asked for you, it's in my private name, there's no problem, it should be a coincidence, this person, you can't think you have no luck because you have never won a lottery ticket, uh, although you can't talk about luck." Bluetooth said.

"I understand, thank you." This time "thank you", it is not a simple politeness, but a real thank you, although Xiao Lang has not had much contact with the top boss of Bluetooth, he feels that he is a good person.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, hang up."

"Good night."

Xiao Lang put down his mobile phone, looked at the Bluetooth number that was still displayed, and his thoughts somehow drifted to a few days ago. ・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・ recommended votes, ask for collections

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