[This night, the moon is dark and the wind is high......]

The narration sounds, and the screen jumps.

It was a deep path, full of leaves, not like it was blown down by the wind, but like it was swept away by a rain of swords and swords.

At the end of the path, a woman with a sword and riding a horse appeared. She was dressed in black and had a black veil over her head. His left hand seemed to be holding something.

The picture turned again, and the face of a sleeping baby suddenly appeared in the center of the field of vision, and the sound of horses' hooves around it, everyone could guess that this baby was the thing that the woman was holding in her hand.

[The rivers and lakes, bloody rain and bloody wind for hundreds of years, the dynasty has changed. Demons and outsiders have been killed in waves and waves, and they are still growing like weeds. 】

The scene changes, and the gaze switches to a battlefield. Mountains of dead bodies are piled up here, and rivers of red blood are everywhere. In this place like an abyss hell, there are still people who are desperately fighting, either for fame, or for profit, or because of grievances, or because of love and hatred.

In short, the rivers and lakes are a realm that can become the Shura field for a little reason. Here, the winner, the strong, is the king!

[Wudang, Shaolin, Kongtong, Emei, these sects that have been passed down from generation to generation have gradually declined and disappeared in the long river of history......]

[The battle between the great factions of the world has exhausted the last resources of the martial arts, and the demons are rampant again. At the time of the death of this martial arts, the imperial court sprinkled the last handful of salt on this wound......]

[The dragon and the tiger rode mightily, leveling the rivers and lakes and sweeping the martial arts. From now on, there will be no rivers and lakes in this world......]

At this time, the picture turned again, and countless warriors, heroes and armies were fighting with their swords. They were eventually outnumbered and killed, or captured.

[However, ideas cannot be killed, and even no matter how powerful the imperial court is, it cannot suppress the spread of ideas. 】

[Wulin, it's not dead yet, it can still raise its head again and launch the last battle of trapped beasts. 】

[This time, the fate of Wulin is in the hands of a "child"......]

At this point, the scene turns back to the sleeping baby.

Gradually, the woman disappeared in the mountains and forests and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

At this point, the trial brief ended, and everyone regained control of their bodies.

Undoubtedly, everyone immediately looked at their surroundings. Unlike normal Trials starts, they are not in a static state. At this time, they were following a convoy and walking slowly on the mountain path.

There are four big words written on the carriage of the convoy - Shunfeng Dart Game!

Obviously, this is a dart ride. There was no shortage of eleven people who entered the trial together, and they were all in this team.

【Main quest triggered】

[Main Quest: The Battle of the Trapped Beasts (Save the Rivers and Lakes within a month)]

【Side quest triggered】

【Side Quest: Dart】

After receiving the task, everyone looked around, in addition to the eleven of them, there were more than a dozen guards in the convoy, two coachmen and ...... Three high-rises.

These three guys, who look like they are full of grandeur, are the heirs of the people in power within the Shunfeng Dart Bureau, and their ability to command their subordinates has obviously been significantly exercised.

All of them were dressed in white, and the carriage behind them was also pulling the coffin, at least from the outside, they were going to the funeral or funeral. However, looking at the atmosphere, it is not like this.

Everyone was silent on the surface, but in fact they were secretly chatting through the contact channel. It is at this time that this broken thing can show its worth of 50,000.

[Dark Night: "Structurist, what do you think!"] ”】

[Structurist: "Rat, what do you think!"] ”】

[Mouse: "You two fuck off!" ”】

[Dark Night: "Follow the mission first, and then take down the branch." ”】

[Structural: "Agreed!] ”】

[Rat: "Agreed!] ”】

The crowd was well calculated, and began to observe the actions of the crowd quietly. Soon, they realized that something was wrong, and the further the convoy went, the less sound they heard and the dimmer the light. But as if they didn't know the darkness, they didn't light torches or take any lighting items such as lanterns.

"Attention everyone! Speak softly and don't look back! At this time, one of the sons said in a low voice.

This boy seems to be the eldest brother of the other two, he is very handsome, has long hair, and has a short sword around his waist. At this time, his face was solemn, as if there was some big crisis ahead.

Naturally, the few people at dawn will not turn their heads to look at each other, and the discipline of the zodiac is also very strict, and no one turns their heads when the rat does not speak. Only a few people from the wind began to act quietly.

Magim took off the veil she'd been covering her face during the trial, and the Structurist had quietly buried something in the ground, and as for the Sharpshooter, he seemed to be the most normal guy in the Wind Man, and he put his hands on the two revolvers around his waist.

A large part of the reason why the fast gunner can get into the wind is because of his double guns. His two revolches have only one special effect - random magic.

The effect of this effect is extremely simple, randomly a strong level of magic below the level, and consumes a considerable amount of stamina according to the power of the skill, with no cooldown.

It may seem like it's a weakened version of the Sloppy Pen that can be fired repeatedly, but in fact, its effects are much more than that.

Its so-called "consumption increases with the power of the skill" is actually just to increase the resistance of pulling the trigger, and even if it reaches the strongest "stronger" level, with the strength of ordinary trialist level 20, it can be pressed three times in a second. As for the Quick Gunner, he's level 33, and he's not an average trialist yet......

In general, these two weapons are magic skill jet guns with no consumption and no cooldown. The Sharpshooter had used these two weapons to kill a level 40 master at level 23.

The last thing the master said was...... I'll let you ten seconds! Seven seconds later, the "master" disappeared, disappeared......

To put it simply, it's like the strength of the night is on the knife, and the strength of the fast gunner is on his two guns.

As for why the Structurist was able to defeat the Gunslinger and recruit him to the team, that's a matter for later.

Let's take a look at the moment, after saying that the three of them were on alert, the eldest brother who spoke just now spoke again and interrupted a few people.

"Hey, I'm inviting you here so that you can protect us and don't need to do anything else!" His tone was stern, but it made everyone happy to hear it.

The words of Brother Childe's eldest brother show that the identities of Heiye and others are just a group of characters similar to "mercenaries". This kind of person generally takes money to do things and is very free.

Just now, they were afraid that they were the personal bodyguards of this Shunfeng dart game, in that case, their actions would be somewhat restricted.

Of course, it can't be ruled out that their original role is an undercover agent or something, but even if it is, they don't care. This group of overlord-level trialists are still afraid of an ordinary mysterious trial?

"There's something." At this time, the clown spoke. Don't look at the crowd just walking forward, but their respective perceptions never leave the forest on either side. It's a pity that because of the influence of the environment, this place has a slight shielding effect on perception.

Before the words fell, there were a lot of hissing voices on both sides of the convoy. A pair of green eyes poked out of the darkness, causing the already terrified convoy guys to let out a few shrill shouts.

It's a swarm of snakes.

The night looked fixedly, and then said loudly: "This snake is not right, they are commanded." Get ready to meet the enemy! ”

As he spoke, he moved the polar night behind him to his waist, and his right hand also held the hilt of the knife tightly to prevent any uninvited guests.

The snakes snaked silently, light except for the hissing of their tongues.

However, in fact, the situation is not so bad, if it is really a matter of life and death, the night is the first to rush up.

[Joker: "I'm not good at clearing monsters, you go.] ”】

[Quick Gunner: "Damn!] It's easy! (Angry 'Д ́Angry)"]

[Structurist: "Hmm! What the heck! Can you make emojis? Quick, teach me! ”】

Don't look at this group of people gags in the group, but they are not ambiguous in their hands. The night condensed the power of the night on the knife, just stood in the middle of the line and slashed it forward.

In the void, several blade-like blades appeared in an instant. The knife struck the ground, producing a large explosion of magnitude.

Black Night is not a villain now, and the night blade he uses now is much more powerful than before.

Beside him, the monkey shook a miniature bomb.

These bombs are all of his own making, and all come with combustion effects. In just this burst, the snakes were blown to pieces.

The Structurist stopped the Sharpshooter and didn't let him use a few fire-type spells to clear the field.

Who knows if there is a weapon like a musket in this trial world, and it's okay if it doesn't, so it's said that it is a unique weapon, and it will pass in a flicker. If there is, Leheke will be big, and I'm afraid that when the news spreads, the people who come to grab the guns will be able to pile everyone to death.

It's really in that situation, not to mention the main quest, it's good to be able to get out of the trial alive.

Seeing that everyone pushed the snakes flat, and without the slightest pressure, those NPCs were all stunned. Many of their guards thought that they would have to fight a big battle and suffer heavy casualties before they could escape, but they didn't expect that this group of people would easily deal with their opponents.

The eldest prince was also stunned, he never expected that this group of thugs he invited to save face would be unborn masters.

But then, the problem arises. They...... Who the hell is it......

The eldest prince stared at everyone tightly, as if he wanted to see through their bottom line.

"Hey, hey, hey...... This son...... What are you looking at......" The clown's voice suddenly sounded behind the three sons, startling them.

Two of the three sons were about to draw their swords, but the eldest prince held them down at the moment when the sword was about to be unsheathed.

"Are you...... Is the clown right? I didn't mean it, I just ...... You ......," the eldest prince wanted to speak and stopped.

"Don't worry, we are not among the rivers and lakes." The clown replied directly.

"What!" The eldest prince was shocked, and he was still thinking about whether to have a direct showdown, but he didn't expect that his mind would be easily seen through by the person in front of him.

In fact, this eldest prince is the only son of the current boss of the Shunfeng Dart Bureau, and the other two sons on the surface are just his personal guards.

And although they are called "dart games", they are actually doing business. In this kind of last days of the rivers and lakes, who dares to say that he has something to do with the people in the rivers and lakes, that is, to send his head out in disguise.

In society, the term "Jianghu" was also "suppressed" by the government. In fact, this is also a measure to restrain the mind, and what follows is a piece of law, which has become a torture instrument corresponding to the measure.

"Prince, there are only a few of us here, tell me the truth, you ......" The clown pointed to the three people in front of him, "What kind of dart are you betting!" The clown's grim voice frightened the eldest prince and almost fell to his knees, but fortunately he maintained a trace of composure at the critical moment. But Rao was like this, and a dense cold sweat still broke out on his forehead.

"This, this...... Okay, well, in fact, our dart board is not only collateral, sometimes ...... Sometimes remand detainees ......"

"Oh? Detainees? The clown is interested, "Then this time ......"

"Yes, we are betting on human darts this time, bothering you ......" said the eldest prince, and handed over a bag. The clown didn't even have to think about it to know that it must be money.

However, the clown didn't refuse, anyway, they will need it sooner or later. At the same time, he conveyed all these situations to the group, and as for the rest of the matter, it was better to leave it to the captains to judge......