Looking at them, they will think of themselves before, that ignorant and ignorant time, think that everything is false, think that the dead will live, but just trial, and will not really die.

At that time, I was naive and didn't know why I came out alive. Even when Yan told Leng Wuhen, Leng Wuhen still didn't know that those people would not appear in front of me alive.

They have already died, really dead. After knowing it, they are cold without trace. They are full of endless remorse, because he killed one of his best female partners in it.

It was she who gave the chance to live to herself, and then Leng Wuhen seemed unable to walk out of that broken memory, and became muddled. After a period of silence, Leng Wuhen became the cold-blooded and indifferent person.

After that, duanqing was even more so. They had been carrying out their own tasks and cooperated very well. Even at that time, they were highly valued by Yumo. But after duanqing betrayed the organization, they were all different.

Survival, so difficult! Leng Wuhen looks at these poor guys below and has some feelings in his heart. It's like a portrait of myself at that time. It's a miracle to live to this day.

Leng Wuhen always thinks that when you lose something, God will give you another thing. In this way, God still favors Leng Wuhen, at least let him live.

Dead bodies all over the ground, limbs and arms in a mess! It reflects the darkest side of countless people's hearts, as if it completely inspires the subconscious thoughts of many people who have such thoughts but have been afraid to act.

Can't comment on is good or bad, at least no one told you, what is right and what is wrong, just fixed thinking in this way, if one day changed, will also be accepted, because already brainwashed by the world.

Cold no trace can feel, Chai Meiru's body, like a frightened animal, can't help shaking. "Don't be afraid!" Cold no trace subconscious comfort way.

But Bai xiaopang said, "we also need comfort. Don't worry about elder martial sister. Her strength is higher than ours."

Leng Wuchen shrugged his shoulders and said in a cold voice: "you have so much nonsense. Believe it or not, if I throw you down here, maybe it will stimulate your survival potential. What do you think?"

"Bah! I think I'll die, but I'm so good at it. " Bai xiaopang also knows that he really makes Leng Wuchen anxious. He is likely to do what he says. After all, this boy is not a worry free master.

Suddenly, a man at the bottom of his eyes found Leng Wuchen on the sand slope. His eyes were not good enough to stare at Leng Wuchen. They swept around, and then his eyes fell on Chai Meiru.

To be honest, the eyes of red blood were full of greed, and several people nearby also noticed Leng Wuchen. Their facial expression was more ferocious than before.

However, there are still a few people who seem to be very embarrassed, but their eyes still show a nervous sense of caution, as well as a strong sense of killing! The total number is only about 15.

It's obvious that now they see lengwutrace as a new target. At least they are tired and exhausted one by one, and they can't sleep well, and their faces become very ugly. One by one, they look depressed, as if they are seriously ill.

On the contrary, cold traceless, their faces are full of divine color, and the most important thing is that there is a woman in them, which makes them a little thirsty. Although it is a game, they have already forgotten what kind of game they are playing.

It's not necessary to be unhappy whether you can live or not. Even if you are a ghost, it's not in vain to walk smartly. Besides, you may not be able to go to the end. Fifteen people seem to have reached some tacit agreement, as if they must win the cold traceless.

Chai Meiru was a little nervous and said, "what should I do, younger martial brother?"

Leng no trace suddenly sneered, and then said: "don't be afraid that I'll go down. You stay here. Pay attention to the surrounding situation. There's nothing below. No one can get on."

Leng Wuhen gets up and walks down. Chai Meiru hesitates and wants to stop Leng Wuhen. But seeing Leng Wuhen's tough step, she stops again.

Bai xiaopang comforted: "elder martial sister is OK. He should have a way. We'd better be careful around. We've never seen his ability."

Chai Meiru had no choice but to nod her head. After all, there was no other way. Chai Meiru knew that if they went down, it might be more chaotic. On the contrary, she would let Leng Wuhen distract and help.

Leng Wuhen had come down and stood in front of Leng Wuhen, who looked at him for the first time. He said in a cold voice, "I hate the way you look at my elder martial sister, so I decided to dig him down. What do you think?"

After hearing this, the young man doubted his own ears and said with a smile: "it's a skill to hide until now, but the weak should be removed ahead of time!"

But the people around the young people didn't say anything, as if they had already given priority to the young people. They were so cold and curious. The cohesion was good, but it was far from enough.

....................In a conference room of Nuo University, six old men and middle-aged men in charge of the competition are sitting around the oval table. Naturally, the old man with a hunchback is the leader. In front of him, there is a crystal clear phantom sphere, which is similar to a water crystal ball.

"Let's see what's going on now. It's been a day," the old man said in a hoarse voice The words of the hunchback old man showed a little anxious tone.

It was as if he had been urged, but this time the Dragon robed man was not here, so without a dignified atmosphere, he seemed relaxed.

After careful observation, with the transformation of the crystal ball picture, the old man glanced at it casually, and finally his voice fell. "There will be more than 20000 people in the second meeting hall, and there will be more than 30000 people in the second meeting hall. That's not good. It seems that we should use some other methods!"

The old man's voice was like a heavy axe. It was not only full of killing, but also with a sharp breath. It had no intention of aggravating the atmosphere here at this time. It seemed strange.

The other five are not very clear about the meaning of what the hunchback old man said, but they didn't ask much. After all, it has nothing to do with them. As long as they finish it normally, don't drop their tongue. This is their goal.

The old man has been watching the pictures coming out of the fantasy, and his expression changes unpredictably, some of which are hard to understand.