What is it... What is it? A blue spear fell from the sky and pierced the girl's chest, and the girl with the long soft purple hair spat out a mouthful of blood and smiled at him, passing to him with the shape of her mouth: "Goodbye, live." ”

The boy held the bloody girl in his arms and opened his mouth wordlessly, his dark blue pupils out of focus, as long as he couldn't see what was in front of him, it wouldn't be reality. How could he, how could he kill the most tender girl in the world?! The boy glared angrily at the blue spirit who threw the spear at them, it was just a ghostly figure, although he couldn't really see his expression, the boy felt the condescension of the other party, but he didn't see his next move. He stroked the soft cheek of the girl, who had gradually lost her temperature, and he pulled out the blood-stained spear, red and blue blended incompatibly. He pointed the tip of his spear at the mass of spirits and shouted at him as if declaring war, "I'm going to let you die...!"

The vague outline of the spirit's face still didn't rise or fall. The spear in the boy's hand shimmered blue as if sensing something. He felt a steady stream of power spread from the palm of his hand to his body, along with the myriad of messages that invaded his brain. It was as if his brain had been channelled into a book, a... Here's the strategy and rules of the world. He saw the last page, and the familiar girl's name was branded on it—Yin Su.

Without waiting for the boy to react, the spirit suddenly swooped down and rushed towards the spear in his hand, burrowing straight in. A man's voice flowed lazily into his brain: "Don't you want that girl to live?" I'll take you with me. “

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"Alright, alright. That's perfect. The woman took care of the girl's clothes, put something in her blouse pocket, and pushed her by the shoulders to let her go.

"Don't worry, Mom. I will definitely bring you food back and wait for me. "The girl's name is Yin Su, and she is just over 16 this year, which is the prime of life. However, looking at it, his face is yellow and thin, and he doesn't know how much meat he can have-the breasts are unexpectedly material. She wore a small dark green dress, but added some Chinese elements to the neckline and cuffs. Her long inky hair was combed into a princess cut, and it was still tinging purple in the morning sun, and the golden iris showed her determination.

In 203X, a massive famine swept across the planet, and countries with very rich coffers lost their way in a catastrophe that would not end in time. And in the third year of the famine, a mysterious "activity" quietly spread among the people. That's the Star Lake Festival. This sacrifice, which began with hundreds of living people, became bigger and bigger as if it had been tacitly approved. However, those who attended either disappeared or returned home with handfuls of food that had appeared out of nowhere.

However, in this era, even if it is a gamble that costs one's life, it must be a fight.

Yin Su is a member of this year's Star Lake Festival.

"Well, it's said that only 100 people can participate, and there are 1,000 people in attendance." Yin Su lowered his head and covered his chest pocket and walked towards the crowded place.

"Hey! Come here! What are you looking around! ”

Yin Su was stopped by a slightly rough male voice, pointing at himself while not forgetting to protect his pocket with his left hand.

"Yes, yes, that's you. If you are in line, don't hurry up, the famous brands and weapons of the competition, find them yourself. The table in front of the man was messy, and Yin Su wasted it for a long time before he turned over his name tag. With so many people crowded here and not confirming their identities, isn't it easy to replace something? No wonder there are so many people who want to pick up the leaks.

Yin Su hurriedly pinned his name tag, for fear of being named by someone he didn't know, and then turned his head to look at the dazzling weapon. The Star Lake Festival, to put it bluntly, is a competitive competition, or a game copy. The goal is to survive the two months when the altar is opened, and it doesn't matter if it's robbing others of the food or collecting it honestly. The real sacrificial altar has never been opened at all.

She touched the bow and arrow that she had some experience when she was a child, saying that it was experience, but it was just shooting and playing in the nursery school before the famine came: "No way, that's it." ”

The night before entering the altar seemed to be noisy, and Yin Su stayed in his tent and heard the constant roaring of people outside and the beating of ping-pong. She heard the screams of women, the cries of children, the scolding of men, and even the begs of old people for mercy. This is the last chance to enter the altar, and there must be many people who are trying their best to grab other people's name tags. Yin Su covered her pockets, for fear that she would be targeted if she breathed louder. This tensed her nerves, and she didn't fall asleep until the second half of the night.

I don't know if it's because she's too thin and worthless, but no one has found her.

"These are the last five minutes of entering the sacred altar, and remember, be in awe of the gods. Those who are not religious and do not believe should hurry away. "There seems to be a man in front of him who is talking, and there are a lot fewer people around than they were yesterday, maybe someone has been driven back or killed. Yin Su hid in the back row and couldn't see the man's face clearly, but listening to the voice and the top of the head that was almost bald, he should be in his 50s.

"Soon, God's blessing will come! 10，9，8…”

The stone, about two stories high, opened slowly, but no one was the first to enter, all waiting for the last ten seconds to end.

“3，2，1！”

There were no imaginary shouts, and hundreds of people rushed in silently as if they had said it beforehand. Also, it's not a war after all. Yin Su was pushed forward by the crowd, but she didn't dare to speak, the air pressure was too low, as if she would be crushed by everyone as soon as she opened her mouth.

With a click, the door closed.

Yin Su looked around, and people scattered to different places. Most of them should blindly follow the trend, and the ten fingers that really have a purpose should be counted. However, at the moment, there is no better way than to follow the trend, rather than being a headless fly, it is better to follow others quickly, at least you can get a pile.

She hurriedly found a general direction to keep up with a group of people, all of whom were thin and weak, so they didn't have to worry about losing them.

"Pong!" The person in front of him stopped suddenly, Yin Su braked suddenly, and when he shook his head, he saw a man in his early 20s holding a big iron rod and smashing it at a woman.

“TM！ This guy is definitely not a experience, right, how long has it been since he started beating people, and he's finished! A 30-year-old man next to him scolded and ran away. I'm not an experiencer! Seeing that people were divided into batches again, Yin Su ran after the middle-aged man in a panic.

Why, why didn't anyone follow? After running for a while, Yin Su found that it seemed that he was the only one who came with this middle-aged man, this altar was too big, and the hundreds of people who entered must not be able to find a trace at this time.

"You're a little girl coming here too? Are you an experiencer? The middle-aged man stopped, but didn't catch his breath. Obviously, Yin Su was out of breath. This man has slightly long hair, and when you look closely, he is much stronger than the other men, and he thinks he is an experienced person who has spent a time to eat well. The man looked at Yin Su holding his knees, and he couldn't reply for a long time, so he smiled: "It seems that it is not." ”

"I don't want to get into an argument!" Yin Su hurriedly raised his head, "I'm just a novice, the scene was a little chaotic just now, I don't know where to go, I'll just follow you." ”

The man raised his eyebrows: "You know that you are a peace party, but it's a pity that no peace party has lasted to the end when I competed." "Hold on to the end? Did you die or did you choose to kill in the end? Yin Su bit her lip, it should be all there.

"I see you're useless, you can't ask anything, and you don't have any food on you, right? It's better for me to kill you, and save you from being abused after you have a little capital. ”

"Ahh Then, it takes a lot of energy to kill me now! Yin Su panicked, she quickly took a few steps back, touching her pocket with one hand and holding a bow and arrow in the other. How could this happen within an hour of coming in! She wanted to cry without tears.

"Kada" A black object was pointed at her, it was a gun. "How do you have a gun?" Yin Su frowned, "I haven't seen a gun in those weapons?" Did you smuggle it? ”

"Yes."

"It's a foul!"

"It's really a 'sprout' who doesn't know anything, there are no rules after entering the altar, they didn't find it outside, so I can use it inside."

Could it be that you can only give it a go? But my three-legged cat archery skills will not be faster than a gun, the more Yin Su thinks about it, the more innocent he becomes, and tears are about to bubble up. But in order not to be regarded as a soft persimmon, she had to desperately widen her eyes, waiting for the breeze to blow away her tears before they flowed out of her eyes: can't you die here... The famine didn't starve her, she couldn't die here. She took a deep breath, drew her bow, and aimed the arrow at the man.

She had no intention of killing, but nothing was more important than her own life! Yin Su knows better than anyone that she is this kind of person,

The arrow and bullet were fired at the same time, and Yin Su didn't have time to congratulate himself that he hadn't shot crookedly, and tears flowed from his eyes that were closed because of fright. However, she was not shot in the head by a bullet as she had hoped, and the bullet was blocked by a blue stick just inches in front of her eyes. The bullet was loaded with something extremely hard, and it was spinning and emitting wisps of white smoke.

Wait, blocked?

Yin Su covered her eyes with her hands and peeked between her fingers. There was another man standing in front of her, about 1.8 meters long, I don't know why his chest was half exposed, wearing a loose blue street shirt, and his hair looked very short, but I don't know why it gave people a soft and easy to touch feeling. And the one who robbed the bullet was an ancient cold-weapon spear:

"Whew, caught up."