Chapter 4: Whoever Comers Must Die

"It's amazing! It's amazing! This skill, this sword move, it's so fast and accurate! It turns out that you can walk sideways with a sword here!"

Dancing with his hands and dancing excitedly, learning from Su Yirong's excited gestures, he completely forgot his unknown future.

But people are like this sometimes, when you get more and more difficult, there will always be some disasters that will come unexpectedly, and he, soon!

As soon as she followed behind Su Yirong, she found that the people she had hacked to death stood up inexplicably, and they came back to life without any damage, and even the blood and wounds on their bodies disappeared.

They were wrapped in black, they couldn't even see clearly, and each of them had the same big scimitar in their hands, like a large team of wheat harvesters, and they were still bubbling with a big black gas, and they all seemed to be enchanted, and those strange people kept rushing towards them, and they all wanted to kill him.

Gao Chao was suddenly frightened and helpless, his mind was blank, and he could only hear his own rapid breathing.

Seeing the strange man approaching, he panicked, "Su Yirong, save me!"

"Come here yourself!" Su Yirong's voice was still very cold, she waved the long sword with a cold light, chopping melons and vegetables with a nonchalant face, and even looked indifferent to the superb life and death.

Gao Chao was in a hurry, and he didn't dare to come out, "I have no skills, and I don't have weapons and force, how can I get over!"

"Whatever!"

"Who said they wanted to protect the players?"

"Didn't I protect you?"

"How do you protect me?"

"Then why don't you hand over these unkillable things?"

Su Yirong's words choked Gao Chao again, and he could only run weakly to Su Yirong's side.

"Why are there so many? How can they not fight to death? What a broken game, this is completely unscientific!"

In the whole tunnel, there is chaos, swords and swords, miserable voices seeping, and there is a system beauty who will abandon her at any time, Gao Chao is very speechless, irritable and helpless.

"Su Yirong, what do you say this is? What kind of game is this? What kind of assessment? Why is there no hint at all? What should we do now?"

He looked at the black-clothed weirdos who were densely packed around, watching them keep resurrecting, he was very flustered, this is not a place for wits and courage, and now, except for force, what he learns outside is basically useless.

He could only hide behind Su Yirong, and he instinctively told himself that it seemed very difficult to get something out of this woman's mouth.

It's true, it's not my own life, I don't know it's precious.

"Su Yirong! You are talking, it's okay to be alert! I'm a game experiencer, how can I also have a strategy for clearing the customs?"

Gao Chao often plays various games, and other games play copies, all of which have strategies.

"There is a customs clearance strategy? Su Yirong waved the sword in her hand, cutting melons and chopping vegetables endlessly and tirelessly, with a wicked smile on her face.

"What's the story?" Gao Chao didn't know why, looking at her bad smile under his masterpiece, he always felt weird in his heart, and he was a little cautious.

"Legend has it that once upon a time this was a happy village, where two sisters lived and loved each other, but one unfortunate day came, the younger sister contracted a strange disease, and she would be surrounded by men in black with meniscus, which the locals called witchcraft. And these men in black are all around her, living and living, except for her sister, who will die. ”