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Chapter 223 Demon Game 1
As if it was a nightmare, Yi Feng woke up with a start. Yi Feng glanced around, and when she was about to move, a burst of pain came.

"Monk, where is my sister Huang?"

Qian Xu handed him the medicine and said, "I sent her to a secret place to heal her injuries."

Yi Feng drank the medicine in one gulp and said, "Where?"

Qian Xu said: "I can't tell you, she has a letter for you."

Yi Feng quickly took the letter, unfolded it and saw that it really said to go out to heal his wounds and avoid disputes in the martial arts world, so he was relieved.

"It's okay if you don't tell me, she will come back when she recovers."

Qianxu nodded, took the bowl and walked out, glanced at the empty Xumizuo, and said: "Time is fate."

After the left phoenix recovered from her injury, she returned to Wanli Mountain Villa, and went back to Puzhao Mountain every other month, but she waited and waited, and there was no one to wait for.

Instead, I wait for a letter every year to find light and travel abroad.

He grew up in one letter after another, and his kung fu made rapid progress, becoming an indispensable force in the Central Plains martial arts.

On this day, Jiang Zhu said to Yi Feng: "Feng'er, little junior sister with a sword style, do you like it?"

Yi Feng looked impatient and said, "I don't like it! It's so annoying, I'm going out!"

Jiang Zhu looked at the back of Yifeng leaving, and her heart moved, she walked to the bedside, looked at the pile of letters next to the pillow, secretly hated.

hateful!

Yifeng walked around outside, feeling that it was boring, so she went up to Puzhao Mountain.

This mountain is deserted, and there is a monk who likes to meditate, but in his opinion, it is far more reassuring than outside.

He sat down on the Sumeru seat and said, "Where are the monks?"

Xiao Su said: "Master is not here, does the leader drink tea?"

Yifeng said: "Don't drink, forget it, I'll go to Qilu Peak to have a look."

Xiao Su hurriedly said: "Master said that Qilu Peak was destroyed by a thunderstorm last time, and it is dangerous to go now."

The Yifeng said: "Dangerous? That's you, not me!"

He got up and left without even seeing Xiao Su's anxious expression.

Qilu Peak is even colder than Puzhao Mountain.

Not a single green leaf, just solid rock.

"Where is it damaged?"

He glanced suspiciously, and suddenly saw a grave bag.

There is a tombstone on it without a name.

"Hey, who is buried here, is it someone from the monk, and I don't write a name."

He leaned forward and saw a sword lying in front of the grave.

That sword was so familiar, his eyes froze for a moment, like a bolt from the blue, his mind went blank.

"Why is Sister Huang's sword here?"

He wanted to reach out to grab it, but he had no strength left.

There was a sound of Amitabha behind him.

He hurriedly turned around and said, "Monk? Sister Huang's sword, what are you doing here? Take it away!"

With compassionate eyes, Qian Xu said: "You already have the answer in your heart, why bother to ask again."

Yifeng said: "I don't know what you are talking about, I will take the sword away, and I will return it to Sister Huang when she comes back!"

He finally felt a surge of anger, reached out and took the sword in his hand, stumbled and wanted to leave, but within two steps, a stream of blood spurted out from his mouth.

He fell to the ground, looking at the gathering and scattering clouds in the sky, only the Buddhist gatha recited by Qian Xu was in his ears.

"Stop, rest, go to the cold and sloppy land, go to the place of thought for thousands of years, go to the cold ashes and dead wood, go to the ancient temple incense burner, go to a white train, and then you will be free."

After Xunguang finished this A-level task, he agreed in advance to add it to physical fitness, so he came out and drank a bottle of energy drink.

Before she finished drinking, the leader of the survival team waited aside with a stern expression, and said, "Xiao Xun, come here."

Functional drinks hadn't played a role yet, Xunguang was still in a disillusioned manner, and entered the leader's office.

She entered the office and saw that most of the members of the survival team had arrived.

What happened?
The leader took a sip of tea and said: "I specially waited for you one by one at the door because this matter is very serious for our survival team. Two people have already died in the mission."

Everyone was puzzled, the word sacrifice was very strange to them.

The leader said: "During the task of the survival group, a world within a world appeared."

One person said: "A realm within a realm? Isn't that something that only happens with the counterattack team and the revenge team?"

The leader sighed, and said: "Yes, I don't know the strength of our survival team, especially some comrades, Xunguang you say yes."

Seeking light: "."

The leader said again: "Once you enter the Realm of Realm, you will not be able to get out of trouble if you fail to complete the task successfully, and you will really die inside. The danger of unknown forces must have been learned by everyone in the Realm of Cultivation and the Realm of Gods and Demons."

Xunguang's scalp tingled suddenly, and he thought that luckily his performance was not good, so such a dangerous matter should not be his turn.

Unexpectedly, the leader's next sentence immediately broke her tranquility.

"The tasks in the world within the world appear randomly and we cannot control it. You should be careful. The program has released all attributes. You can choose it yourself. But remember, if the power is too great, it is easy for you to be unable to bear it."

Xunguang's head buzzed, feeling that he was so unlucky that he didn't run away.

When he returned from vacation, Xun Guang saw that all attributes were on and were waiting for reassignment.

System: "How do you plan to distribute it? Appearance? It can increase the charm index of the original owner."

Xun Guang: "No, put half of it on physical fitness and half on luck."

System: "You are worrying too much. With so many tasks and thousands of small worlds, we may not be able to meet them."

Xunguang: "A woman's intuition, let's enter the mission."

System: "Okay, okay."

Then Xunguang's eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already arrived at a round table.

There were ten people, half of them were wearing masks, and the other half had different expressions. Some had red and swollen eyes, while others were panicked and swearing.

Xunguang is the one with red and swollen eyes without a mask.

This is an empty space without borders. The table and people seem to appear out of thin air, which is particularly abrupt in this oppressive and dark space.

"The realm in the realm!"

Xunguang almost lost his mind, looked at the cards on the table and wanted to cry.

Fortunately, half of the people entered for the first time, and the abnormal light-seeking did not attract anyone's attention.

System: "You are really a crow's mouth, accept the plot quickly, or you will really die!"

Xunguang immediately skimmed through the plot.

It's a crazy world.

The dying man opened the door by chance, and ten people played a game.

A game lasts only 24 hours, and the number of survivors is more than three. All those who participate in the game will become part of this void.

If you can get out alive, you will enter the next game after a month.

The 54 cards on the table represent the weapons that can be drawn.

As for the two aces inside, the big king represents the sun. If you draw it, you can resurrect infinitely. If you draw the little king representing the moon, you can have one more chance to survive.

The target of this mission, they don't even know who it is.

Originally, the world within this world would not collapse until a person wearing a ghost mask appeared.

He or she kills, is cruel, and indulges in the fun of the game. Even if the game has already been decided, he or she must kill until only himself is left.

The disaster game has become a happy place for evil spirits, never waiting for a month's deadline, always wandering around, looking for open doors, killing one after another.

In the end, the power of the middle realm was insufficient to open the door so frequently, and reality and illusion were mixed together.

Everyone kills, everyone is killed, and the victor in the end is the evil ghost. When he is the only one left in the world, he will naturally collapse.

System: "The task is to find him and kill him! Be careful, if you die in the realm of the realm, it will be absorbed by the realm of the realm. It is a real death."

(End of this chapter)