A blonde man, Marcus, a member of the guild "Baoqin", and a Qiu Xuan who he didn't know.

The man named Marcus came up with a sentence: "What about Huaisang?" The questioning tone was as if Qiu Xuan had done something.

Marcus is a member of the Huqin Guild, so it seems that so is Huaisang.

The scene in the last world at the Fuhai Casino was really arranged by them.

Qiu Xuan squinted, and the back of his hand slid out of the Zimu knife behind him silently. "How do I know, maybe the trial task was not completed and folded inside."

The angry lamentation on Marcas's face also looked like it was real, "How is that possible! Huaisang's strength I couldn't know better, no one who was in the same trial as you came back, only you! It must be something you did! ”

What can Qiu Xuan say, saying that the trial came to the end of the three rulers, and then the whole world was finished, who could take care of the executioner who was trying? She really didn't know what happened to Huaisang in the end, in the end, except for a few executioners with active brains who took advantage of the chaos to defeat the prisoners in Area A and open the portal, most of the others who didn't have time to open the door wandered in the plane fragment mezzanine with the collapse of the world.

She sneered, "It's just a matter of relying on your ability when you enter the trial ground, what you have done yourself knows in your hearts, why do you still have the face to question me?" ”

Marcus and the other two men had already drawn their weapons.

Qiu Xuanzi's mother knife was also unsheathed, slowly retreating to observe something. Marcas's strength is probably about the same as Jiangbei Crane, she can't beat it now, but if it's desperate, it's not good. And she doesn't know what the strength of those two members is, but now as a member of the people who came to block people, she can't be much worse.

"Shen Luyan."

As soon as the words fell, even Xiaolu didn't have time to probe, the light and shadow in the hand of the man named Marcus flashed, and he didn't even have time to speak, and the heads of the remaining two executioners fell to the ground.

Xiaolu: "Hey, your guild must be very bad for you. ”

"As you can see, I'm not here with malice." Marcas only glanced at Lu, who appeared out of thin air, as if he didn't care where she came from. "To be honest, although it is a guild, I have been looking at Huaisang for a long time. Now that you're helping me get rid of her, it's too late for me to thank you. ”

Qiu Xuan just didn't hear it.

She had seen this person earlier, and the first time they met was also when the Xihan Pavilion of the Baoqin Guild betrayed her to Batian, and the second time was when the Baoqin played in the abyss.

Two-sided and three-knifed, ruthless, relying on anti-water companions to clear the testing ground...... Each one is a combination of the impressions in the mouth of others. Although Qiu Xuan is not enough to judge a person by other people's comments, the premise is that she did not intend to have anything to do with Marcus from the beginning. What kind of person this person is has nothing to do with her.

"I heard that you've cleared three trials in a row since you came back from the Personal Trial? It's remarkable. ”

Xiaolu: "If you have something to say, can you stop talking about calves here?" ”

Marcas completely lowered the weapon in his hand to show goodwill, "You should know that Baoqin is wanted by you, and I have a way to get the guild to revoke your bounty, as long as you promise me one thing." ”

It is indeed a troublesome thing to be on the bounty list in a desperate situation, but the premise is "in a desperate situation".

Qiu Xuan's face was full of indifference, thinking that I had been in a desperate situation for less than a month, and I promised to do such a thing?

She turned around and pulled Xiaolu away, and didn't go back in order to beware of Marcus's short knife, but the man behind her didn't seem to care at all, and shouted directly, "Xihanting won't come back, just like Huaisang." ”

The people in front of them never looked back.

……

"I confirm to follow the executioner Ye Qing into the trial ground."

“60、59、58…… 3、2、1。 The trials begin and I wish you a happy carnival. ”

……

The official rode a high-headed steed of jujube color, humming a tune-out tune in his mouth.

The blind man on the steps south of the village, who had been playing the tattered strings, suddenly froze, and with a bang, another string of the old and dry string broke. The steel wire that bounced up drew a blood mark on the blind man's face, and the blind man screamed miserably, and the voice he made was gritty.

Originally, the blind man nested here like an old beggar, and everyone who passed by could kick and scold, if it had been normal, he would have been impatient to do it under such noise, but nothing happened today.

The official rode his horse and glanced at the garbage, straightened the hem of his big red clothes, and hummed a tune to the north.

He won't be angry.

Today is the day he gets married.

To the north, in a house with a red lantern hanging early, the master of ceremonies, who had just been invited from the town the day before, was shouting in a strange accent that I don't know where it was: "The bride marries the door-"

Several people walked in with a woman wearing a red hijab, and the scarlet wedding dress was draped over her, as if it was about to burn the makeshift auditorium.

The matchmaker continued to shout.

"Fulu Suki is getting started! The bride marries into the hall—"

A very rudimentary brazier was erected, and the movement of embroidered shoes was very perfunctory and stiff, but no one cared.

In the hall of the auditorium, the village's fixed wind ensemble began to play music, and the members of this team had just finished blowing from the funeral of the old man in the next village, and now they came here to play the next one without stopping.

"The hall is full of gold and silver treasures!"

"Worship the church, worship the church."

"Let's get started."

So they took the bride and knelt on the ground. It's also strange to say, from beginning to end, the bride has been dragged to walk and even now she is worshipping with her head, but she says that she is unwilling, and she has never shown a trace of struggle and resistance.

The matchmaker with an unknown accent shouted, "Husband and wife worship each other—"

Five or six hands at the same time pulled the person on the ground and pressed the bride's neck to make her kneel. The amplitude of the movement caused the red hijab on her head to slide down, and a loud animal cry came from overhead, and the bride was stunned for a moment and opened her eyes.

That's a rooster.

……

Qiu Xuan opened her eyes suddenly, and realized that the clothes behind her back had been soaked with cold sweat.

Before she could recover from the sharp beak of the beaked animal, which was straight to her face, she was hit on the shoulder in the next second. "She used to be like this, always distracted, old sick, don't worry about her."

Qiu Xuan paused, and first raised his eyes to see the person standing in front of them, it was an old man on crutches, and he looked like he was not young. The old man lifted his cloudy eyes and stared at her with that uncomfortable look for a while, and then said leisurely: "Don't blame me for not warning you, don't go out after the sun goes down." ”

As he spoke, he walked away alone on crutches and trembling.

There was a sneer next to him, it was the same voice that had just spoken. "I don't look like you're a newcomer, do you, it's only the first day? Did you come in for free? ”

Qiu Xuan lifted her eyelids to look at him, a strange man she had never seen before, and he was also an executioner.

The man raised an eyebrow and looked at her for a moment, "What do you call it?" ”

There is no pre-plot in this world. Qiu Xuan quickly judged this information in her mind, and she was very sure that the experience she had just experienced when she was kneeling on the ground with her head pressed and worshipping with the rooster could not be her own or the script "Qiu Xuan", but someone else's memory. But the executioner in front of him didn't see that memory at all, it could be a special mission, or it could be a different faction grouping.

"Afu." casually pulled out the name of his old business, Qiu Xuan exhaled, and began to look for Ye Qing's shadow while observing the surrounding environment.

"Ji'an." Having said something that I didn't know if it was my real name or a name like she had casually named, the man looked at her a few more times and raised his chin at her. "We have a total of thirteen executioners who have been teleported here this time, and we are now discussing countermeasures, do you want to come together?"

"Come on."

Qiu Xuan looked around at the low houses around again, nodded and followed Ji An to a small bungalow.

This world is a typical rural atmosphere, or the kind that is not very well developed. Next to the bungalow was a battered motorcycle, with two equally tattered gas masks hanging from the handlebars, and a large hole in the engine, and it was unknown if it would be able to start.

There is a pigpen across the street from the house, and the weather is relatively hot now, so the smell is not pleasant.

Ji An's brows were tightened, and his face looked very ugly. Seeing Qiu Xuan look over, he seemed to think that he would be considered squeamish or something, he pinched his nose and explained, "I have a good sense of smell, so I ......"

Qiu Xuan glanced at him a little strangely, turned around and entered the house.

Ji'an: ...... Alas.

Fortunately, as soon as she entered the door, Qiu Xuan almost easily found Ye Qing.

She sat in a group of executioners who knew at first glance, so calm that she couldn't see the jerky and ignorant appearance of the ship. Seeing Qiu Xuan walk in, Ye Qing's expressionless face finally fluctuated a little, but he quickly suppressed it calmly.

Qiu Xuan came over very naturally, and naturally asked the executioner sitting next to Ye Qing to "sit down", and naturally grabbed someone else's position and sat down. Ye Qing looked a little stiff, but he didn't say anything.

The woman who had faintly formed a leading trend looked Qiu Xuan up and down a few times, and continued to say the previous words.

"Everyone is new here, there are a lot of things to explore on their own, and the main quest is not clear now, so in order to avoid wasting time, I suggest that everyone come back here after the sun sets today to share their findings."

The old man Qiu Xuan saw for the first time said, "Don't go out after the sun goes down." ”

This should be an important message, there is no clear prop to measure time here, so the sign "sun sets" should also symbolize more meaning.

As always, Qiu Xuan is accustomed to sorting out and collecting all the details and characteristics into a string. Probably only some people will know that whenever she thinks or sits down in the same position for a long time, her fingertips unconsciously tap the air or whatever the edge of the stool at hand or something.

She tapped silently when she heard a person sitting across from her seem to cough softly.

The man cleared his throat, and when he saw her coming, he raised his eyebrows and made a gesture that he didn't know if it was a greeting or a joke.

Qiu Xuan: Bastard, I can be regarded as looking for you.

That person's face was not the one in his memory, nor was it the skin that Zhao Yigui stole from the previous world. He sat on a small bench with a golden sword, and his personality seemed to have changed a little in his gestures. But Qiu Xuan recognized it at a glance, and he didn't know how to explain it, but this person looked like "Qin Jiuyuan".

The woman who puts herself in the position of leader is still saying, "Do you have any information that you have found now?" ”

"Even if you find it, you can't tell it." Another executioner in the crowd shouted, "Let me make sure, we shouldn't have any newcomers here, the kind that doesn't know anything in the first world?" ”

No one raised their hand.

There was a hysterical shout outside the door.

Qiu Xuan glanced at Ye Qing on the side, and the newcomer came.

"What is this place, and why am I here?" A thin woman stood a few meters in front of the door of the bungalow, and just wanted to take a deep breath when she was so excited by the smell of the pigsty next to her that she almost rolled her eyes. She shouted and screamed for a while, and then began to scream again when she saw the executioner coming at the sound of the voice.

In fact, the first world after each executioner is chosen will usually not match the executioner who has been to a desperate situation. In order to ensure relative fairness, it is generally the same group of newcomers who test each other, or newcomers who are mixed with the aborigines, as was the case in the first world at that time.

Like this woman now, or Ye Qing and them at the beginning, the situation of the newcomer and the veteran in the first trial is not unlikely. Some people may think that this is not unfair, how can the newcomer survive, in fact, it is not. If this is the case, it is destined that this newcomer will be able to know too many things in advance compared to other executioners who are confused about the first trial.

Take Qiu Xuan herself, for example, she only learned about Desperate Situations near the end of the game in the villa, and knew all about the executioner. But if it's the first time to match up with a executioner who has already been to a desperate situation, if that person has the ability to survive, the experience gained from the hands of the "seniors", or even the smarter ones who quietly use the "seniors" to pass the trial, is not comparable to them.

Of course, only if you can survive.

"Again," the man who had been yelling before sighed. "Who's going to explain? If you don't guess the boxing, the loser will explain and then take the person with you, don't drag all of us into the water when the newcomer touches something that shouldn't be touched. ”

n.