When the dark fog like an ink cloud covered the entire clearing, everyone was slightly stunned.

And then the next second, he looked at the depths of the fog as if he were on the verge of a great enemy, and the possible threats that lurked in the fog.

The sudden loading of the pistol, the ensuing fog, everything was unusual.

Almost everyone agreed that something must have happened during the exercise.

Only Ji Qianqin and they probably understood what was going on.

As members of Tomorrow's Day, they know all too well what "fog" means to Tomorrow's Day.

This means an unparalleled sense of security.

Sure enough.

In the next second, a hand broke through the mist as thick as yarn.

The hem of the black trench coat crossed the black room, like a flock of crows, falling beside Ji Qianqin in the circle.

Feeling the people around her, she didn't turn her head, but whispered: "Boss......"

Standing behind her, Bering said with a smile, "You seem to be having a good time." ”

Ji Qianqin also smiled embarrassedly: "Isn't that that person really angry when he speaks......

As she spoke, she touched Li Jingwen's head: "His attitude of no one in his eyes made me very unhappy, and he also said something that made me even more unhappy, so I might ...... if I was in a hurry."

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Bering: "Don't worry, I'm not mocking you. ”

"Since you are a reserve member of Tomorrow Day, then you deserve to enjoy preferential treatment," Bering said in a surging voice, "If anyone dares to say in front of you that you are not half a point, let alone you, even I will be a little unhappy." ”

"I just want to say that the next time you encounter a similar situation, you don't have to be overly depressed, just play boldly and boldly."

Bering smiled and said, "Don't worry about anything else, I'll deal with it." ”

He knew that Ji Qianqin was not a person who would mess around.

If it can really make this girl who looks so big that she can't help but be angry, it means that the situation must have evolved to the point where she is a little unbearable.

If a similar situation really happens, let alone Ji Qianqin, even Bai Ling can't help but step forward and punch him hard.

Are you kidding?

These cards are all drawn by me with hard work, and I pulled them in with all my might, and you want to abolish my future master C in a few words now?

"The First Evolution"

Then don't blame me for giving you a little gift first.

After hearing Bering's words, Ji Qianqin's lips twitched.

She seemed to want to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, just nodded silently towards Bering.

On weekdays, she may be able to say things like "boss, I adore you so much" and "you are like my mother" with a joking attitude, but when her emotions really reached a critical point, she was a little ashamed to speak.

Perhaps because of her childhood experience, although Ji Qianqin is relatively open on the outside, she is actually quite shy on the inside.

…… Should?

Thinking so, Bai Ling walked away from her and patted Li Jingwen on the head.

He didn't say much, just said appreciatively: "Work hard, and when you wait, I'll tell you what you want to know." ”

"You're doing well now, but it's not enough, if you want to get to a deeper level, you need to have a more perfect interpretation."

Rubbing her head and ruffling her hair, Bering encouraged her: "I believe you can do it, and as a reward, those unknown pasts that have been sealed under history should also be revealed." ”

This sentence is equivalent to Li Jingwen's chicken blood.

Bering knows very well that Li Jingwen's love for hidden things will definitely not be lower than Lin Qi.

And she also has a certain tendency to self-destruct, and it is probably the most difficult to hold herself in the face of this so-called "sacrifice".

In such a situation, Bering can accurately hit her most exciting point, and at the same time let her strive to show a more perfect self, and it is estimated that her performance will be much better than usual under psychological hints.

Sure enough, after hearing Bering's words, Li Jingwen didn't need to add it, and Li Jingwen made up a lot of things in her own brain.

She looked so excited that her little face flushed a little.

Looking at Bering, she nodded heavily.

Smiling at Li Jingwen, Bering's gaze turned to the last person.

The first two are easy to handle, but this one......

He couldn't help but press his forehead, wanting to sigh.

"Really, although the potential is the highest, but for this reason, I am also targeted the most on weekdays......

The potential of the "Red Lotus" is undoubted, and Ding Yan of the original world line proved this through the scorching fire on his scabbard and the scarlet flower that burst behind him.

But at the same time, the heterogeneous identity of "Red Lotus" and the fury and restlessness in the wreckage also deeply affected Ding Yan. This did not change even after Bering's intervention.

Although the red lotus is dead, there is still a little restless fire in its wreckage. If someone with a heart notices and guides it out, Ding Yan is likely to be affected.

There is a big gap between this method and mobilizing emotions, if mobilizing emotions to become stronger is to step on the accelerator in an ordinary way, then the rage in the wreckage of the red lotus is to directly abandon all gears and use an automatic transmission car to soar hundreds of yards on ordinary trails!

It's a way to hurt yourself deeply, but it's also very powerful. In the superimposed future timeline, Ding Yan probably used this method to bake himself into skewers.

Well, it's a little irrational.

took two steps forward angrily, and Bai Ling directly slashed at the back of Ding Yan's neck with one hand.

…… Didn't cut it.

The flames on Ding Yan's body were still like sparks beating from time to time in the chimney, appearing and disappearing in the sound of "beeping waves", and the red melody was moving.

It's a little embarrassing.

Bai Ling subconsciously glanced around.

Fortunately, the surroundings were covered in a thick black fog, and no one noticed what was going on here.

It was the first time he had tried it, and the first time was always difficult.

Fortunately, this embarrassing scene was not seen, which may be a blessing in misfortune.

Glancing at the back of Ding Yan's neck, Bering re-drew the angle, and then hit Ding Yan on the back of his neck with a fierce blow, the palm wind was sharp and fierce, as if with a strong wind!

With a crisp sound, Ding Yan rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground and fell on Bering's body, so that he had to use the gray mist to support him and lie flat on the grass.

After Bering's blow, Ding Yan lost consciousness, and at the same time, the back of his neck also received a certain degree of damage. Fortunately, he has a strong recovery ability, and it is estimated that he will recover soon.

I rubbed my wrist, but it didn't hurt because I was dead.

Putting the guy aside, Bering looked into the distance, his eyes narrowing slightly.

The obscuration of the gray fog did not affect his vision, so he could easily see the movement of the group of people in the distance of the fog.

The guys from other countries were probably in this situation for the first time, so they behaved differently. There are those who take out their weapons, those who are ready to fight, and those who cling to the corners of other people's clothes.

In short, the overall quality is not bad, at least there is no loss of fighting spirit.

With that in mind, he walked slowly towards the blonde boy.

At this moment.

Peter, on the other side, was in a bad mood.

Or rather, he was very, very bad from the start!

The senior brother he trusted and loved had collapsed directly since he participated in the previous exercise, and he was disheartened and secretly sad. This made Peter very uncomfortable, you must know that the senior brother is similar to his brother and father, and it is really embarrassing to see the senior brother drinking all day long, poor all day long.

In addition, at this time, some people around him kept telling him that his senior brother was actually attacked by people from that country in the east, so he lost his qualifications and missed the championship.

Although the senior brother always dismisses such remarks, and claims that he really can't beat it, and that he is the real chivalry, Peter always feels that this is not the case.

A friend of his secretly told him the truth.

After seeing that truth, Peter realized that there must be someone in that country in the East who was cheating!

After joining the drill with the desire to fight for glory and avenge his brother, Peter felt as if his emotions were rising.

He didn't even notice that during this time he had become irritable, irritable, and extreme-minded.

Although he was also arrogant before this, he was still at a level that ordinary people could bear. It's not like now, it's like a mad dog that bites people when they see it.

In short, because of the superposition of various factors, Peter's attitude towards Ji Qianqin was very bad.

And the bad attitude leads to the fact that in the face of a crisis, he will always subconsciously throw the pot at the other side: "Be careful, there must be someone on the other side who wants to do it!" ”

"Although the other side is not face-to-face, but we are different! As excellent bloodlines, we must always know etiquette and abide by morality! Humility and justice, this is chivalry! ”

As he spoke, he stealthily removed his black scythe from behind him.

This is his proud weapon, and it is also the origin of his name "black scythe".

Nearby, Peter's sister Roseanne lowered the rope and took the sniper rifle from behind her.

They all looked at the other side of the gray mist.

After a few seconds of silence, Peter's hand gripped the scythe tightly, counting his breaths and his steps lifted slightly.

The next second, however, was just as his toes were about to hit the ground.

A hand was placed on his shoulder.

Putting his shoulders on his shoulder, a man smiled in Peter's ear and said, "Let the farce end here." ”

"No matter how perfect the repertoire performance is, if the actor goes crazy because of it, it will only become a noisy audio-visual garbage. There will be no applause, only merciless ridicule and mockery. ”

Well?!

Feeling the cold touch on his shoulder, Peter's whole body was shaken!

Who walked silently in the black fog, and even walked next to him, but he didn't react?

How is this possible?!

Unless the other person was dead, Peter should have noticed it anyway!

Such a way of constricting the breath is definitely a master!

Could it be the other party's teacher level?!

The thought in his heart echoed like lightning, and without a moment of hesitation, Peter clutched the scythe tightly and turned back in the direction of the sound, and the scythe in his hand slammed down!

Strike first!

Peter thought to himself.

Soon, however, his ideas were shattered one by one.

The originally powerful blow was blocked by the mist that was pouring from all directions, and even the hands that were tightly holding the sickle were firmly entangled in the mist, like chains, tightly clasped together, unable to move!

This is?!

Feeling the restraint on his body, Peter was horrified!

His scythe stopped in mid-air, like a pale stone pillar residing in a classical academy, silent and unable to enter, only to be firmly locked in an area, acting as a pillar of black mist and air.

That's when Peter saw the other man's appearance.

It was a young-looking man, with a black trench coat falling naturally and a red scarf shining in the mist.

Perceiving Peter's gaze, the young man smiled and greeted, "Good morning, Mr. Peter Desway." ”

"I'll take care of you," said the young man with a smile, "and although I know that it's normal for young people to fight with each other, there are times when it's too extreme to be stopped. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Peter and said thoughtfully, "So you may have had a hard time lately?" ”

"In that case, I'll take the place of your teacher and come to dispel the fire and charm for you," the young man said with a smile, "After all, we are different from you, and the state of etiquette naturally advocates courtesy and exchange." ”

As he spoke, his finger reached out lightly and touched Peter's forehead.

The fingertips touched his forehead, and in that extremely short contact area, Peter felt as cold as the polar cold in front of his forehead, and as if he was in the abyss and felt the cold wind blowing from the bottom of the valley, cold and silent.

For no apparent reason, he felt a wave of fear.

Just as the living would have a primal fear in the face of the dead, he also subconsciously panicked the moment he saw Bering's finger on his forehead.

Will die......

Absolutely going to die!

This is the mother's undoubted death, and on the pale face of the man, there is no feeling of being alive in the child's hole.

Such a guy, if he took care of himself, would definitely die!

The thought flickered like thunder in Peter's mind!

"Wait ......"

But before he could finish.

In the next second, the wind suddenly rose!

The mist swept against Peter's cheeks with a deafening whistling sound, blowing the blonde hair on his forehead and streaking a myriad of fine strands of gold in the air!

His smooth forehead was exposed, his hairline looked low, and his sides were covered with fine shredded hair that was whistling back by the wind, and Peter's face was pale and frightened under the strands of hair.

The wind blew away the black fog, and in an instant the sky was clear, and the gloomy darkness dissipated and melted, and returned to Bering's fingertips along the ground.

That's when someone noticed what was going on here.

When they looked this way, all they could see was the man standing and the fallen Peter.

Withdrawing his hand, Bering said in a surging voice: "Bo salutes." ”

"I hope you like it."

After saying this.

Peter fell to the ground as if he had lost his spine, and his long hair fell to the ground in a scattered manner.

It is twenty centimeters from the tip of Bering's shoe.

The boot stepped past the end of Peter's blonde hair, and Bering smiled nonchalantly at someone speeding in the distance.

Then he clapped his hands and said to the people in the distance, "Classmates from Cloud Academy. ”

"I've seen enough of the farce, it's time to go back to the station." "It's going to be boring to watch it any longer, so that's the end of today." ”

"When you go back, remember to rest well and try to get a good score tomorrow."