Guild Battle Ending
"Hey, wake up, get up."
A familiar soft voice whispered in his ear, gradually pulling back Xiang Nanxing's consciousness that had been far away. He opened his eyes, closed them before he could see themβeven the afterglow of the setting sun was enough to sting his eyes.
"Alright, wake up."
The owner of the voice seemed to be relieved a lot, and straightened up. With her movements, Xiang Nanxing felt a shadow block his face, and he finally dared to slowly open his eyes again. When he opened his eyes, he saw Shen Lingshuang kneeling in front of him with gauze in one hand and a bottle of potion in the other.
"You saved me?"
Xiang Nanxing wanted to stand up, but the stinging pain all over his body hit again, making him gasp, and his hands were pulled by the bandages that were tied indiscriminately, and one accidentally lost his balance and fell headlong again.
Shen Lingshuang's shoulders moved slightly, as if he wanted to reach out to help him, but he finally held back. She just sat on the ground so indifferently, watching Xiang Nanxing "snap" and eat a dog gnawing mud.
"Of course I wasn't the one who saved you. The host is not allowed to intervene in the player's confrontation. Shen Lingshuang explained coldly, and at the same time turned around and let go of the person sitting behind him, "This is the one who saved you, if you want to say thank you, you should also say to her." β
When she let her go, Xiang Nanxing realized that there was a person sitting not far behind. The reason for the lack of clear vision when he just woke up was the reason, but more importantly, this person was petite, sitting a few steps behind Shen Lingshuang, but his body was blocked by the latter. If Shen Lingshuang hadn't let it happen like this, Xiang Nanxing might not have noticed her existence for a while.
"You ......"
Xiang Nanxing was slightly stunned, and his brain that had just woken up was running slowly but powerfully. At this time, a completely unfamiliar face appeared in front of him. This is a young woman who looks sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a close-fitting black short, petite in stature, and on the surface of her slenderness, she may be as slender as the murderer who calls herself Qiao'er. Although this woman's face is beautiful, it has a bit of a cold, rejecting smell thousands of miles away, even if Xiang Nanxing looks at her intently like this, she just turned her face slightly to look at this side, and then casually moved away, continuing to fiddle with the bamboo-like things in her hand.
At this time, there were bandages all over her body, and the knots were tied in a strange way, and there was no stereotype, and it looked like it was also from Shen Lingshuang's hand. But unlike Xiang Nanxing, although the light clothes on her body are dirty, most of them are dirty with ashes, not like Xiang Nanxing, which are all burned by fire.
"I see." Xiang Nanxing let out a long breath, "You are the one who was trapped." β
Such a judgment is logical. After all, the only one who can participate in the game and save him is the player in the same game, and Shen Lingshuang's lack of a special explanation is the best evidence. And the dirt on the other party's body can be seen as getting it when they climbed out of the ventilation duct, and after that kind of place that has not been cleaned for a long time, it is impossible to clean it even if you shoot it hard after coming out, and this is the case with the dress on the murderer's body.
And this woman's clothes have almost no traces of being smoked by the fire, indicating that she only briefly entered the fire when she finally pulled Xiang Nanxing out, and the rest of the time was in another place that was not affected by the fire. Judging from the blackened villa over there, with only the frame left at this time, the basement that was not burned by the fire at that time was also sealed.
What's more, with her physique, it is not unexpected that she will be suppressed and captured by a murderer. Just looking at her weak appearance, Xiang Nanxing really couldn't imagine the scene where she knocked down the murderer with one punch, and then dragged him, a man of more than 100 pounds, out of the fire. He once thought that it was Liang Jingmo who was trapped in the basement, but now that he thinks about it, Liang Jingmo can't do the above thing anyway.
"No, she can't pull you."
As if seeing his doubts at this time, Shen Lingshuang explained: "At that time, it was all you who moved out little by little, even if you almost lost consciousness in the end, your body was crawling forward, which is really a great will to survive." β
"And I just pulled it as I approached the door." The girl a few steps away spoke for the first time, and her voice sounded as cold as her person, "So if you want to thank me, don't thank me too much." β
This woman calls herself Nangong Qian, a killer, and another player in this game. Under Shen Lingshuang's prompts one by one, Xiang Nanxing finally combined the remaining fragments in his mind little by little, like playing a puzzle, and gradually resurfaced the picture at that time in his mind......
"It's me who wins!"
The murderer's words were not high, but he gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to spit out the turbidity in his chest. When the earthquake struck, she was somewhat panicked, but at most the panic was the tension caused by the change in the situation. Then, after successfully pretending to be a "trapped person" to approach Xiang Nanxing, the "rescuer", and cleverly attacking and capturing him, the situation was clear for a while, and her mood was also a lot more relaxed at that time.
Unfortunately, things have taken a turn for the worse since then. This duel with Xiang Nanxing in the fire was the most dangerous one-on-one she had ever participated in in her life. In the past, even when faced with the most intractable enemies, she could always leave a way out for herself, fight and retreat if necessary, use the resilience of a spider to grind them to death, or escape from the invincible guys. However, Xiang Nanxing is different, although his tactics are rough, he shows a unique temperament that has never been seen before, and he actually forcibly pulls both the enemy and us to the same place of death to fight for the death. Although it was I who won in the end, I still feel palpitations when I look back at this time.
It stands to reason that if you have the advantage, you should make up for it, but the killer knows that once he bends down now, he doesn't wait to make a move, and I'm afraid that the strength that he has gathered will be exhausted again. Let's let ourselves survive first. Thinking so, the killer stepped in the direction of the exit.
However, she only took two steps before stopping with a wry smile.
"Is it a step too late?" She shook her head, knowing that in her current state, dodging and blocking were useless, so she simply spread her hands, "Your movements are slower than I thought, but you picked the most suitable time." β
At this time, Nangong Qian was standing a few steps outside the exit, holding a bow arm made of hard branches with one hand, and pulling back the bowstring specially made of vines with the other hand, and there was a sharpened straight branch on it, which was an arrow.
At first glance, these things look like children's toys, the bowstrings made of vines are obviously not strong enough, and the crude arrows of the branches only look straight on the surface, but after all, they are just branches, and in the process of shooting, there must be a deflection in the direction, so that the aiming position and the actual position are easily divergent.
If you just look at this so-called "bow and arrow", the murderer can open his hands and swagger to make the door. An ordinary archer stood in Nangong Qian's position at this time, and the certainty of accurately hitting the target would not be higher than one percent.
However, for Nangong Qian, this probability is one hundred percent.
At this time, seeing that the killer demon had already stood within her shooting distance, Nangong Qian did not hesitate, and did not listen to whether the other side was about to continue to say something, and directly raised her hand to shoot an arrow. The arrow screeched out of her fingers with the sound of the wind, swaying from side to side in the air as if she couldn't make out the bearing, but the castration was excellent.
As soon as he heard the sound of strings, the murderer's face suddenly changed, and he threw himself to the side without any manners. She originally thought that relying on her seemingly calm performance, the other party would at least hesitate a little in this regard, thinking about whether there was fraud in this, and she could take the opportunity to kill the horse pistol, take the weakened Xiang Nanxing as a hostage, and lead Nangong Qian into the game again. But she didn't expect that Nangong Qian didn't believe anyone except the weapon in her hand, and it was impossible to give the other party a chance to interfere with her thoughts. As soon as they met, they immediately attacked, and even the killer couldn't escape such an attack. Her body still maintained the movement of dodging and seeking cover, but the expression on her face froze at this moment. The unreliable twig arrow could have been seen as a joke a few seconds ago, but now it was stuck in the middle of the killer's throat.
And the blood, a step too late, splattered out.
The killer clutched his hands tightly around his throat, as if he wanted to pull out the arrow, but it was extremely difficult to exert force in that position. What little vitality she had left was doubled as the blood gushed out, and all she could do was repeat a shrill sound like a bellows from the depths of her leaky throat.
The man who had been so close to victory finally knelt down, her body slowly softening, and finally she lay in this small pool of blood, her face as peaceful as a sleeping child.
And beside her, Xiang Nanxing, who seemed to know nothing about this, was leaning his body against the floor, trying to move forward. In this sea of beeping fire, his existence is so untimely, but it seems that he has been favored by the god of luck because of this. I saw that the ceiling, which could not withstand the fire, had fallen off piece by piece, and a few sparks splashed on the ground. However, the strange thing was that these fragments all fell a few steps away from Xiang Nanxing, as if they were seeing him off......
"Kill her with a homemade bow and arrow like that?" Xiang Nanxing said in surprise, "Is this possible!" β
"If it's me, it'll do." Nangong Qian shrugged, "If it weren't for the suitcase and the weapons inside being placed elsewhere, I wouldn't have had to make such an unreliable thing out temporarily." β
"Okay......" Xiang Nanxing let out a sigh.
"Then I almost lost consciousness and crawled to the door, Miss Nangong pulled me, and at the same time, most of my body went out of the door, and I was thought to have escaped from the villa, so the host who had been waiting for a long time could finally rescue people." He nodded, "Clear, no matter what, thank you for saving me." β
Shen Lingshuang said: "I just added a little wound dressing service to you within the scope of my duties, and this game was originally on my head, so I don't need to thank me." It's you......"
She looked at the two of them with a smirk: "What are you going to do next?" Seeing that you are all injured now, although you are not to the extent of breaking your muscles and bones, it will take a few days to recuperate. I suggest that you do it together......"
"I refuse." Nangong Qian interrupted her mercilessly, "I'm not familiar with him, and I can't believe it." It's better to act on your own. β
She refused simply, but Xiang Nanxing fell into deep thought. Shen Lingshuang's suggestion is still full of pertinence, and Nangong Qian and he at least have the same experience of this "spider's nest", so they will not be completely unable to communicate. Xiang Nanxing couldn't help but wonder, if he used the quick map fragment in his suitcase, would he be able to have a chance to discuss cooperation with the other party in detail?
However, as soon as he thought of this, he saw Shen Lingshuang take out a familiar suitcase.
"By the way, this one of yours was originally buried under a tree, but it was turned out. I saw that the box was lying there and it was quite pitiful, so I simply took the sheep by the hand and brought it over. Anyway, you'd better be mentally prepared. β
She said as she lifted the open suitcase. As soon as she said this, Xiang Nanxing's mind sounded a rather uneasy alarm bell, and an ominous premonition followed. And at this time, when his gaze finally fell on the empty box, the premonition in his mind finally became a reality.
The fragment of the map that was in the box is gone!
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