"Only save others to save yourself."

Gonsargooch's head hung so low that it was almost touching the ground. He muttered to himself as if he were repenting of his sins. There was not a single sound except for his confession. The bell didn't ring, and no one wanted to die. The big guys might make a move, but they want to wait.

"Fuck you!"

The confession was a bit strange, because there was no other sound, and the sentence was heard by many people, and before everyone could react, Gangsasgucci raised his head.

"I'm good-tempered? You were still nursing when I killed my whole family! ”

I don't know what Gang Sasgucci is talking about or with whom. But he did raise his head, and in the death punishment ceremony, raising his head is disrespectful and blasphemous.

The ascetic's chanting rang out again, and the speculative totem intensified the punishment, which was so fierce that it pressed down Gonsasgucci again, and his head almost touched the ground, leaving only a gap.

"A little bit is a little bit, I'm going to trample you under my feet after all."

As soon as Sasgucci said something, he was probably crazy, because he was about to raise his head again.

An ascetic held out his hand, but the leader stopped him with a look. Death punishment ceremonies have strict rules that cannot be violated. The chanting was louder and denser, but this time it was strange.

Look up, press down, press down, look up again. Just like that, Sasgucci slowly raised his head, and the process must have been extremely painful. There was a hoarse roar in his throat, anger and madness in his red eyes.

"Why should I listen to you?! Why?! I don't need anyone to save me, I'm saving myself! ”

Strange words. Even stranger is his behavior. Just Sasgucci wanted to stand up, he was resisting, and although it didn't make much sense, his actions showed that he wanted to stand up.

The chanting sound came like a dense rain, the buzzing sound lingered, and the speculative totem on the ground became more and more red. After a while, the leading ascetics joined in the chanting. The speculative totem is the sign of the ascetic society, and this sign must not be discredited.

But it's being smeared. Just Sasgucci was on his feet, his movements slow, but resolute. There are countless breaks in between, too. But it was not oppressed any longer. When his knees are off the ground. There was a breeze blowing in the spacious room. This is the airflow caused by a lot of people taking a breath, and then someone slaps it, and the applause rings out. A nameless rat has won people's respect with his crazy persistence.

Just Sasgucci stood up. His whole body was trembling. It's like rotten wood is hard to support. In an instant, it will be torn apart. But he still stood up. His expression was distorted, perhaps a combination of extreme pain and extreme pleasure. Under everyone's gaze, he stretched out his hand and raised it high. Above his head was the bell.

Everyone held their breath, and when Gonsargooch's fingers touched the bell, even more applause rang out.

"'Killing Flowers' begins, Gangsasgucci to the ascetics—"

The sound of hugging and fluttering overshadowed the applause, and although he was wrapped like a mummy, his voice did not change at all. This kind of businessman's tone with a long tone is so pleasant to the ear, much more beautiful than the humming chanting.

"Interesting."

These three words were uttered by many people, these people were big people, and their words represented recognition. In their eyes, most of the people in the world are nameless rats, and there is no difference, so they don't bother to speak. But when they speak, it means that they are concerned, and as long as they are concerned, the nameless rat is no longer the nameless rat. Of course, they still won't make a move, because since they watch the play, they have to watch the full set.

"It's really interesting, the famous speculative totem can't suppress a nameless rat." Green Nuo exclaimed in the crowd.

"Are you sure it's one?" "Half past eight," asked with a smile.

"Oh yes, there's another one next to it." Green Nuo said.

"Are you sure it's the one next to you?" "Half past eight" still asked with a smile.

"What do you think?" Lunuo asked rhetorically.

"I'm not a martial artist." "Eight-and-a-half" shrugged: "I just think it's a shame that such a good volcanic rock floor is dirty." ”

"Wrong! It is igneous rock, a cheap stone produced locally, and a low-grade color. ”

"Wrong! The low grade is the low grade, but it is rare to have no seam. It's a whole stone, and it seems to be quite new. ”

"I admire your rigor." Green Nuo praised.

"There is a kind of person in this world called 'subordinates'. I'm only in charge of suspicion, they're in charge of validation. "Half-past eight" spread his hands, indicating that he had done nothing.

"That's right, you have to die young. Come on, come on, watch the play, watch the play. ”

Lu Nuo nodded, the two of them closed their mouths in tacit agreement, and once again set their eyes on the "nameless rat" on the speculative totem......

"Only save yourself to save others." Gangsasgucci put his hand down and began to murmur strangely, "Don't think that only you know the rules, we don't owe each other." ”

Suddenly, Gangsasgucci raised his hands in the air, and then slammed them down. The target of his attack was actually the speculative totem on the ground! He's really crazy.

A quasi-templar is trying to break through a pseudo-realm—unprecedented, and there may not be a successor. If he really doesn't want to do it, it will be a great success to come down from the speculative totem.

Hug Pu was the first person to retreat with his whole body, and he must have an extraordinary prop on him. But the hug and pounce all ended up with open skin. If Gang Sasgucci could come intact, no one else, with this feat, he could find someone who could shelter him.

The quasi-sanctuary that touches the rules is a talent that many powerful forces are eager for, and there are too few such people, and they will break their heads if they appear.

But Gang Sasgucci didn't do that, and he pounded the ground hard, like a desperate man venting his anger on the earth.

The ascetics did not stop him, but only watched with a mocking face. They believe that this is the effect of speculative totems, driving a normal person into a madman. Madness - Fanatics are crazy, and that's a reason to be afraid.

Pounded again and again. Neurotic madness, Gang Saskoo's fist quickly became a blur of flesh and blood. The speculative totem is red and glamorous, as if it is also laughing at the boring actions of the ignorant.

"Hey—" Yasen, who was kneeling beside him, sighed.

The ascetic chanting stopped, the ritual was coming to an end, and it was time to end. The ascetic society's intervention in "killing flowers" has a deep meaning, involving the game between the upper echelons of this world. An inevitable upside upside effect may last for a while until the upper game is resolved.

"Under the rules, we keep our promises."

The leading ascetic said something that everyone understood, and then he held out his hand. I touched the bell. The bell jingled. This is the bell that only the lava sanctuary can ring. With the power of the totem, ascetics can reach the strength of the lava sanctuary, and the quasi-sanctuary is sent to death.

Turning, the ascetic looked at Arson. Then he looked at Gangsasgucci, who was still pounding the ground.

"Walking in stop, stopping in action is introspection, it is peace, it is bowing under the gaze of God, it is peace before death."

The ascetic raised his right hand. This moment. He represents God. At the same time, the ascetic also carefully observed the movements around him. The audience was silent, and no one in the box spoke. According to his teacher's instructions. The big guys will make a move, and if they don't make a move, force them to do it.

"Confusion at the beginning, confusion at the beginning is questioning, accusation, criticism between God's lips, and the crime of the past life."

The ascetic raised his left hand, which he held in both hands a silver knife, and held it flat as he stretched out. This is the last step in the ritual of death punishment.

There was still no sound in the audience or in the box. The ascetic glanced at the crowd with contempt, proud and confident in the majesty of the ascetic. At this moment, he felt like a god, standing high in the clouds and looking down on the beings underground. All beings are like ants.

Suddenly, the ascetic felt that something was wrong, and he turned his head to realize that it was the madman who had stopped beating and was looking at him in a daze.

"What size do you wear?"

The madman is asking questions, and this question proves that he is completely insane.

"Boring."

The ascetic couldn't help but scold.

"What size do you wear?" Just Sasgooch was still asking, and then he became angry: "It's none of my business how big you wear!" ”

After saying this, Gonsasgucci raised his hands again, and then slammed them down. This time it's the same as the previous one, but it's not the same.

The ground seemed to tremble.

Hallucinations – This is certainly an illusion. What a field is, is an advanced form of force, even if it is a pseudo-field, it is not something that can be broken by primitive brute force.

The ascetic looked bewildered at the two companions nearby, but all he saw was a look of horror—no, yes, hallucination, perception.

Boom –

It's not the sky falling, it's the earth sinking. A large hole suddenly caved in the ground, and the ascetic fell into it. This was a bit of a surprise.

Some people are shocked, some people are confused, and some people suddenly realize. Those who have no vision see accidents, and those who have vision see strangeness.

The ground collapsed is nothing, and those who are acting on the street can break boulders in their chests. But this is a speculative totem, a complete system of high-level power, and a pseudo-realm involving rules.

The ascetic speculative totem is not a boast, and several wars of religion have proven its worth. It's not that the enemies of the ascetic society don't want to deal with it, but this totem itself is quite strong, and the cost of destruction is too great, so it is better to kill the people on the totem.

The shock did not last long, and an uproar ensued. At this time, the second floor was empty, and the first floor was overcrowded. Outside the house, there was even more boiling noise. There are too many accidents today, and there are so many that they are dizzying, which involves too many secrets and games, which make people feel breathless.

However, for people who watch the excitement, this is still too enjoyable, and it is rare to meet in a hundred years. The ascetic society was slapped in the face, and this is big news. Since the Second War of Religion, speculative totems have been a nightmare for many.

In fact, the speculative totem is a more terrifying deterrent than the lava templar. Because it allows a quasi-templar to have the strength of a lava templar, it is actually a weapon of war. Let the ascetic society stand proudly in the world of the temple.

"I can't fight anymore. Have a glass of wine. ”

The six leaders in box 4 said regretfully. He meant that he didn't have to do it himself, which upset him. But the old man next door didn't think so.

"Forsaken Lands. Sure enough, it was unfathomable, and I didn't even understand it. ”

"Teacher—" The boy probed his head at the window, trying to ask something.

"Don't look at indecent things." The old man must have seen something, but he didn't want to say it. He sat down, his hand reaching for the fruit bowl on the table next to him.

The waiter is a little busy, and this is a sign in the eyes of the discerning person. There is a drama to watch, and you don't have to go into battle shirtless, why not.

"In the first round of 'Killing Flowers', the ascetics were defeated!" Hug flutter shouted, his voice sharp and thin. Philistine. Compared to his mood, he was also very happy.

"Winner-" hugged and paused: "Master, your surname?" ”

"What about you?!"

Gang Sasgucci shouted towards the big hole in the ground. The power of the speculative totem has been destroyed. Both he and Yassen were free. Yassen has not yet returned to his senses, and there are two ascetics who have not returned to his senses either.

"It's none of my business."

A man crawled out of the cave with a disgraced face, dressed in ascetic garments, which fit well. Look at this man. Yasen was completely stupid. Because he really didn't expect Chu Ming to appear in front of him in this form.

"He fell to his death. It's really none of my business. Chu Ming said while dusting the dirt on his body: "On the contrary, it's you, you're in big trouble, you have destroyed other people's speculative totems." They're going to kill you for sure. ”

"Really? But you think they're going to let you go. One of their commandments was, 'Everyone in the land forsaken by God must die.'" 'Do you think you can hide it from these people?' ”

Gang Sasguchi said coldly, his tone was not friendly at all, it seemed that the two were likely to fight, and the two seemed to have a deep feud.

"Your dead son? Speak so impulsively. Chu Ming continued to dust the earth.

"You killed, I know." Gang Sasgucci's face turned even colder.

"Tone particles, don't get into the horns."

"Your wife's death has nothing to do with me, this is also a mood particle."

"I also know the truth, but you have killed many of my brothers."

"How many of the widows of the Substitutes were created by you? My Wangwu Tiewei, I don't know how many are still alive? ”

"That's not how the accounts are calculated."

"You also know that bad debts are not easy to calculate?" Gang Sasguchi glanced at Chu Ming: "I have a proposal. ”

"Don't talk, this is my home, and it's me who wants to propose."

Chu Ming said, raised his steps and walked to the side, everyone looked at him, and the two ascetics hesitated for a moment, but did not stop. They didn't receive instructions, so they couldn't move.

"Sure enough, it's an enticing 'bonus'." Chu Ming opened the box and took out the "True Words of Doom" from the box.

The "True Word of Doom" is a knife, and its real name is actually "True Language". It's just that its successive owners have all died unexpectedly, so it has been dubbed the word "doom".

"Good knives."

Chu Ming waved it, turned around and walked back, and handed it to Gangsasgucci.

"Control flow? I still don't understand what genre this is. ”

Gangsasgucci said. He pulled a knife flower, and the head of the big man rolled to the ground with a gurgle, the knife flower was pulled back, and the handle of the knife was handed to Chu Ming, Chu Ming smiled, and another good head rolled to the ground in his backhand.

The two of them cooperated too tacitly, like a rehearsal thousands of times. First used various languages to confuse people, then successfully obtained weapons, and finally had trouble talking and laughing. This process is understated, and it is a bit of an artistic conception of idle clouds and wild cranes. The two ascetics who died did not understand why this could happen to them until they died.

After a while, the audience came back to their senses. The killing is so freehand, as elegant as a splashed ink landscape painting, which is really eye-opening. For a while, whispers flew over the rape fields like a swarm of bees, and unknown people began to inquire about the origin of these two people, and what the place was in the Godforsaken Land.

It's also funny to say that due to strict restrictions, few people know about the Frost Blue Galaxy. Maybe a few nearby galaxies know a little bit about it, but they don't care. As a result, the impression is that the Forsaken Land is a low-level galaxy, which is not worth mentioning, but no one can say exactly how low-level it is.

"In the second game of 'Killing Flowers', the ascetics were defeated. Chu Ming, Gangsas, and Ya Xun from the Forsaken Lands won. ”

Bao Pu spoke again, wrapped like a mummy, but his voice was still loud. Chu Ming's identity is not difficult to guess, and adding Ya Xun's name also has a special meaning. There was a master behind him, and the master asked him to say so, and he said so.

"Three, according to the rules-" Hup's voice dropped an octave, and said politely: "According to the rules, only one person can win the 'killing flower', and the others must die." Are the three of you going to fight or come up with a charter? (To be continued......)

PS: Xie Lu Xie upforever, it's a monthly pass and an evaluation, as well as an old friend of Epiphany Ethereal, Dream Water ~ Yuyun, and Curvature Drive. I don't pay attention to monthly pass recommendations or anything a lot of the time, but I'm still happy that you voted for me.