"I ......"

From Bu Yu's dream perspective, Wang Ye couldn't see Bu Yu's expression, but he could hear her voice.

I could feel that Bu Yu was cramped and uneasy at that time, but this kid was not used to lying, and he was a little overwhelmed by being targeted like this.

"Did I say yes?" Angel squinted at her, and with a flick of the ring in her hand, a gun appeared, and the muzzle of the black hole was unceremoniously pointed at Bu Yu.

"Goodbye, Step girl. ”

As soon as the trigger was pulled, a "bang" was heard, and the bullet came out of the chamber and shot straight into Bu Yu's heart.

"Ahh

Out of the instinct of self-preservation, all things were activated in an instant, and a small grass under the ground suddenly grew, and it grew up to be more than one person tall, and the bullet hit the plant with a "poof", and it was directly stopped.

An Qi and the other trialists around him were stunned for a moment, and immediately, several senior trialists realized that this was created by Bu Yu's skills.

"Sure enough, it's her!"

"It's really her!"

For a moment, everyone's faces changed.

The three male senior trialists jumped up from their seats at the same time, and their respective weapons were immediately revealed in their hands, one of them was an electric knife, one was a shotgun, and the other was a broad axe with yellow flames burning on the blade of the axe.

"Listen to me......" Bu Yu wanted to explain something, but the death trial is a battle of life and death, where will anyone give the enemy a chance to explain.

Before Bu Yu could say anything, the big man with the axe had already picked it up with his foot, and directly flew the table to Bu Yu's direction, and the table "huhuhu" flew towards Buyu in a circle in the air, and the food plate crackled and scattered all over the ground.

"You ......"

Bu Yu's fan "Wind Dance" suddenly flew out, a fan stopped the table in the air, and before it could be stopped, the axe man had already chopped down with an axe, and with a "click", the wooden table was suddenly split in two, and the burning blade of the axe fell vertically, breaking a few hairs in front of Bu Yu.

Bu Yu's jade teeth bited lightly, and immediately flew up on the wind dance fan, blessed himself with swiftness and encouragement, and flew high quickly.

She wasn't afraid of death, she could rather die by herself to save more people, but at least she wanted to choose the last moment of death for herself, rather than being killed by a group of people she didn't spare in such a miserable way.

"Don't let her run away!" Angel shouted on the ground, and at the same time raised her pistol to shoot "bang" in bursts, and another big man with a shotgun also raised his gun and shot wildly, and the exploding shotgun opened a barrage of fireworks in the sky.

Bu Yu dodged in a panic on the wind dance, but there was a rain of bullets in the sky, and in a few moments, countless bullets had fallen on his body and bruises. Drops of blood fell from the sky and dripped on the floor of the unforgiving village.

"Hey, you've got enough!"

At this moment, a rookie trialist suddenly stepped forward.

It was a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old, about the same age as Bu Yu, but with a round cute baby face, which looked smaller.

The girl's name is Huang Wan'er, and her hair is like her name, which is like two small curls, Wang Ye vaguely remembers that in Buyu's fragmented memories a few days ago, this girl lived in a room with her, and she got along much closer day and night, and her personality was also very kind and cute.

"Stop fighting, I believe Sister Bu is not a bad person!" Huang Wan'er spread her hands wide in front of those people, trying to stop them.

"Oh?" Anqi glanced at her coldly, her eyes narrowed slightly: "You reminded me, no one said that there is only one ghost." ”

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised the gun in his hand at Huang Wan'er.

"Bang!"

In front of everyone's eyes, a bullet directly penetrated Huang Wan'er's head, leaving a terrifying blood hole in her forehead.

"Wan'er!"

Buyu in the air screamed in shock, and two lines of tears remained uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.

can see the pictures of her and Huang Wan'er getting along happily these days, flashing through her memories one by one, in the dream, Wan'er's sweet smile makes Wang Ye look very kind.

But at this moment, just because of one sentence, this cute newcomer little girl was hit through the head like this.

Many people around her and even herself didn't expect this, her eyes looked at Angel without blinking, her pupils gradually dilated, and the whole person fell down softly.

And the trialists around her looked at her numbly, watching an innocent little girl turn into a cold corpse.

"Wan'er!"

An indescribable pain flooded in Bu Yu's heart, her throat choked, and she wanted to rush back as she rode the wind dance.

But at this moment, she faintly saw the corners of Wan'er's mouth making two lip shapes with her last breath.

"Quick...... Walk ......"

For a moment, her heart felt like she had been stabbed by something. The jade teeth bited, and flew high into the air with the wind dance, dragging the seriously injured body desperately to fly into the distance.

She didn't know how long she had been flying over the clouds, it seemed long, it seemed short.

Her body was bleeding, her mind was getting more and more foggy, and because there were not enough fragments on her body, she entered the trial without a healing potion, so she could only tear off the corner of her clothes and wrap it around the wound to stop the bleeding.

But even so, her body was getting weaker and weaker. It didn't take long for him to finally lose his support and slowly descend from the air, falling into a mountain forest with a "bang".

Where she fell, there were trees all around, except for trees, the ground was cold and damp, and the cool breeze in the mountains was dark.

The blood from the wound was still flowing, and the blood seeped through the bands of cloth that had bandaged her, reddening her clothes. She stumbled along like that.

The woods were overcast and foggy, and she didn't know what this place was, but she felt that it seemed to be a little more eerie than other places, and there seemed to be a hint of herb coldness in the mist, which was refreshing to her heart.

As she walked, she suddenly tripped over something under her feet, and her body stumbled and fell to the ground. The already painful wound cracked even more, and the pain made her sweat cold.

For the first time, she felt a hint of anger and turned her head to look at the thing that had tripped her on the ground.

But this look made her gasp.

It was a tombstone, a rudimentary tombstone carved out of small stone.

The tombstone is engraved with a few crooked small characters: "My King Yeluo ......"

The words at the back are wet with dirt and are indistinct.

"No wonder it's so cold...... It turned out to be a mass grave ......" Bu Yu looked at the one with weak eyes and muttered: "I don't know what kind of poor person you want to be buried here with me......

Her blood at this moment had already soaked her clothes, and without effective treatment, she would die of excessive blood loss in less than ten minutes. Wang Ye could already feel Bu Yu's despair at that time just by looking at this dream, and she knew that her life might end here.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Ye suddenly saw many pictures of himself in his dream, which was actually the marquee that appeared in Bu Yu's mind at that moment.

But just as the dream began to blur, a woman's voice rang in her ears.

"Do you want to live, little girl?"

The voice was like a wind spirit, faint and hurtful.