Lin Qingyin looked around: "Aren't we teammates now?" ”

Mingtian smiled, he followed Lin Qingyin's fixed gaze, it was a door, Mingtian raised his feet and walked over.

Lin Qingyin stood still and didn't move: "Don't you use that prop yet?" ”

She has the red rope prop that can talk to Mingyang in her head, and as long as both of them are outside the competition state, she can use that prop against Mingyang.

Mingtian pressed her to win and draw, but what she drew was negative props.

She looked at Mingtian and understood what Mingtian meant, so she used the red rope prop.

Knowing Mingday's situation, she did not refuse Phillips' challenge in the next round of the game.

Of course, in order to make that prop play its original role, she also did something to the spiritual origin of Mingday.

"Sister, you'll save me, right?"

Lin Qingyin nodded: "Let's see if you will die." ”

Daylight: ......

In case you save someone who is half dead, who will I cry to.

Ming Tian pulled down his own banquet space, and found something that could be used.

Lin Qingyin intimately threw a dagger to Mingyang.

Ming Tian looked up and down, left and right, and he looked horrified: "Sister, you stole the Alliance Museum?!" ”

The delicately crafted dagger is also inlaid with several rubies, which are more precious than the treasures of the town hall in the Cold Weapons exhibition hall of the Union Museum.

Lin Qingyin was impatient: "Hurry up." ”

Mingday's eyes were lowered, and the mask covered half of his eyebrows, and as soon as he lowered his head, people couldn't see his expression clearly.

Lin Qingyin walked towards the door.

Mingtian stopped in place, he turned the dagger, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and then in the next second, he pointed the tip of the dagger to the abdomen, and then stabbed it neatly.

Blood suddenly smeared red on his clothes.

Mingtian didn't have any expression, he moved cleanly and quickly, and he turned the dagger.

Tomorrow drew a card.

This card is disabled: This card is not really disabled, but it is not really disabled without the items behind this card.

If you want to continue to use the props, you must insert a sharp weapon into your abdomen, please ensure that the blood loss is more than 1000ml, and complete the operation within 30 minutes, otherwise the person who goes to the banquet will be eliminated.

Mingday's voice was a little low: "Alas, the bleeding is a little slow." ”

He slowly lay on the ground, waiting for the bleeding to reach the standard.

A large amount of blood flowed out, and Mingday's eyes were a little black, and he simply closed his eyes, and his consciousness fell into endless darkness.

There was a small corner of the darkness that glowed, and it was a laboratory-like room, and it was also the scene where he stepped into the temple during the day.

The little boy was placed on a lab bench with an artery in his arm with a tube inserted into it, and bright red blood slowly flowed into the groove.

When I stepped into the temple, Mingday's consciousness was trapped here.

The "little boy", who looked like a walking corpse, glanced at the infusion tube, he stretched out his hand with a calm expression, and then adjusted the speed of blood drawing to the fastest.

The feeling of blood being drawn became more and more obvious, and the "little boy" turned pale because he couldn't bear the speed of blood drawing, but there was only endless indifference in his eyes.

It's just a fantasy, he died, and this illusion was naturally shattered.

Mingtian felt someone kick his arm, and his consciousness returned.

Mingtian slowly opened his eyes, the girl was looking down at him, Mingtian closed his eyes, and opened them again.

He sighed softly and stood up on the ground.

Mingtian examined his wounds, and his abdomen was intact, but his clothes were covered with blood, and there was a pool of blood where he stood.

"It's a little dirty." Mingday's expression was disgusted.