Then the function of this sword should be that it can protect the person who uses the long sword from death when it absorbs the blood of human essence.

This should be similar to when Zhuang Shaoting used the branches of the Dead Locust Tree, but compared to the branches of the Dead Locust Tree, the long sword must have other functions.

This long sword is worth my careful study, but the power of sucking human essence and blood is too powerful, and my head was so heavy that it almost broke off, and there is a great reason why it is because of the long sword.

I rubbed my head vigorously, and my arm was completely healed, so I raised my sword and studied the skeleton on it, wondering what it was for.

Hacking people? There are skeletons on both sides, and there is not even a blade surface, how can you cut people?

Ornament? It's not like, who do you see who specializes in making sword blades full of skulls and making ornaments?

"Taiyi, you, are you still alive?" Bu Wan rushed towards me excitedly, rushed halfway and stood abruptly again.

Because she saw that my body, except for my hands that had been healed, the upper half of my body was completely eroded, one side was frozen and cracked, and the other side was steaming and bursting.

In particular, my blind left eye, which had been shattered into a pitch-black hollow.

"Why, how can this be?" Bu Wan covered her small mouth, tears running down her cheeks, and her voice sobbed low.

"It's a blessing to come back alive, and a little damage to the body is nothing." I shook my head, not caring about any of these things.

Besides, what I'm saying is also true, we can only be lucky to come back alive this time.

Otherwise, the body that comes back is me, but the essence is no longer me.

If the blood-dripping man is really replaced, all the men in Qinglan Town will die, and the women who disobey him will also die, including Qin Yue and Qin Lan, who are old players, will also die.

Bu Wan covered her mouth hard to keep herself from crying, she looked at me and shook her head, and finally turned and ran away, fleeing from the Scarlet Round Table secret room.

"Taiyi."

A soft voice sounded from behind me, and I didn't have to look back to know that it was Ning Le.

There are so many people in the game this time, and only the three of us came back in the end, and some of the others may have come back early, and some may never come back.

"You've suffered."

Wait for a long time, I only waited until Ning Le said such a sentence, which made me a little confused, what do you mean?

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, Ning Le didn't dare to look at me, and he didn't wait for me to speak, and left directly from the secret room of the Scarlet Round Table.

I'm still a little wondering, what's going on?

Start the treatment from the erosion of the upper half of the body, and these are the ones that are difficult to treat, and when the upper half of the body is treated, the rest will be very easy.

While waiting for treatment, I was a little bored and took out the black and white double knife, and by the way, I also called Cao Yu out.

"Beat him, beat him to death." I grinned and pointed at the clown and said to Cao Yu.

"Cao Taiyi, you belong to unloading the mill and killing the donkey, Lao Tzu ......"

"Bang"

Cao Yu won't talk nonsense with him, and he will blow the clown out with one punch.

"Big brother, uncle, I couldn't help it at that time, I knew the times as a junjie, did I pretend to be dead ......?"

"Knock Knock"

As soon as the clown recovered, he was about to explain to me, saying that if he pretended to be dead, he was carried by Cao Yu on one leg, like a swatting fly, and smashed to the ground frantically.

This is the secret room of the Scarlet Round Table, and if it were to be a different place, it is estimated that the ground would have already been smashed.

"Stop, stop, Cao Taiyi, you're relying on this thing to bully me? Do you have the ability, go head-to-head with me? The remaining half of the clown's head was very tugging at me.

I just smiled lightly, didn't pay much attention, and made a downward posture with my hand on Cao Yu.

"Today, Cao Yu can't convince you clown, so I'll change his surname."

As soon as he finished saying this, Cao Yu began to move, and every time he punched, he blew the clown up, and stood next to watch the clown recover.

The clown finally recovered, and before he could speak, he was trampled by Cao Yu.

Back and forth a dozen times, my left eye has recovered.

I jumped down from my seat, stretched my arms and legs, and made sure that my body didn't need to be treated, so I waved my hand at Cao Yu, signaling that he didn't need to beat the clown.

"Cao Taiyi, I'll take it, let's take it."

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you accept it or not, I was just recovering and feeling a little bored, so I just wanted to see Cao Yu beat you." I sneered at the clown and turned to walk out of the Scarlet Round Table chamber.

Whether the clown behind me gritted his teeth or was ready to bite me twice, I didn't care at all, and I didn't bother to care.

If he is not convinced, let Cao Yu beat him until he is completely convinced.

I walked out of the scarlet round table secret room, habitually pinched my earlobe, and as soon as I returned to the town, I couldn't help but wonder what Zhao Jiulu was buried.

Pretty much all the game participants I've met want that thing.

As for why they want to get it, I'm afraid even they can't tell.

Zhao Jiulu is indeed a legend, but how did such a legendary figure die?

I'm very strange, ever since I met Shen Shen, Du Tianyuan, or Lou Zun, when I talked about Zhao Jiulu, I looked extremely respectful.

I haven't seen anyone who can make the murderer reverence.

You must know that Lou Tsuka's attitude towards Du Tianyuan is an extremely contemptuous and disdainful attitude.

But as long as Zhao Jiulu is mentioned, Lou Tsukasa will change his attitude very obviously, and his tone of voice will be filled with reverence.

That is involuntary reverence, the more unruly a person is, the higher the reverence for Zhao Jiulu.

I once asked these old players what Zhao Jiulu did to make them so respectful, and they didn't say why.

No matter what Zhao Jiulu's burial is, just thinking about what Zhao Jiulu has done makes me feel a headache.

Walking back to the town along the bluestone path, this time there were no exercisers coming and going, and the town became much quieter than before.

What's going on?

I frowned and quickened my pace towards the town.

In the open-air cinema square, only the movie was still playing, but there was no half figure in sight.

The air around me felt as if it was extremely heavy, and it was clumping down on me.

Ning Le, she came back one step ahead of me, but I didn't see her now.

Originally, when I came back this time, I wanted to talk to Sun Tantu and Li Yun about some things about my obsession last time.

I never imagined that this kind of thing would happen, and the whole town would disappear.

Did they all go to the game? Or am I stuck in some kind of hallucination?

I'm not so sure, after all, anything could come up in this weird place.

On the open-air movie, grimaces flashed, and ghost screams howled wildly on the movie.

The camera rotates rapidly, and the light and dark are obviously shifted, and the surrounding light is constantly alternating with light and darkness.