Life Going Wild With Plug-ins

In conjunction with the previous driving plot, a episode of Yelang × Supper was played.

Say the number in advance:

Ye Tan-Geng Chen

Yejun-Yiwei

Yelang-Bing

Supper

The ranking is based on the strength of the entry. It will not change after the change.

It does n’t matter if you do n’t remember, everyone ’s personality is obviously not wrong. Hey ~~~

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Gui Yan was planning to go to bed earlier today. He took off the broken **** clothes and rushed into the waterfall. The first one rolled back to Tongpu.

But when other people returned to the room after the trial, the moaning, crying, and abusive noises kept coming and going, and Rao was the best character in the same period. They were all wounded, and all of them were only eleven or twelve-year-olds. They had little patience. Every day, people were suffering and crying. This exposed fragile and unwilling habitat is more like purgatory than the killing field that the six relatives did not recognize during the day.

Not disgusting.

It's just that these teenagers who will cry about troubles because of their injuries usually don't have a few days to see Yan Wang, and they will replace them with new ones. Guixu this period is full of sixty teenagers, who come in at the same time and can live to this day, there are only a dozen people left.

Gui Yan confessed to be a heartless person, and used to smile to help his brothers collect the corpses, but these cries have been listening for a long time, and my heart will be at a loss. These teenagers are desperately trying to survive one by one, but he has no hope at all, and he is not even obsessed with surviving the world. He doesn't know what he wants to do every day.

Guizhang couldn't bear her irritability, didn't wear a single clothes, got up and went out with a naked upper body.

There was a dazed man sitting at the door, and Gui Zheng waved his hand and greeted him as usual. After walking to the courtyard, he lifted his spirits and jumped up to the east attic in the courtyard. He climbed to the top roof one by one, and sat down with his legs crossed on the eaves.

Looking further east, you see a familiar figure.

It was dusk and the sunset was shining. The man was sitting cross-legged on the stone steps under the porch, wiping his sword.

The courtyard next door is the seniors who are only one period older than Guiyi. He has asked about this person's ranking for Gengchen.

Geng Chen's actions are extremely regular, and he is here after almost daily practice, either meditating or wiping his sword. He clings to it like a rock, rarely speaks, and his movements are underaged and steady.

At night, few people use swords, and fewer people practice internal training. Every day trials are life-threatening. If you live today, you may not live tomorrow. The in-house practice is extremely time-consuming, and the results are slow. You cannot tolerate the practice slowly. It's never easy to shoot a gun and hide from arrows, and one by one can't wait to delve into all kinds of wicked and brutal moves, and be better off to win and survive.

Therefore, for the first time, Gui Yan saw a courtyard next door to someone with a sword on a tall building, and thought badly when this person would die.

The colleagues around him changed from wave to wave, but the boy with the sword next door seemed to never disappear.

He later inquired that Gengchen's hidden weapon and the use of poison were also the best in the period.

That was a strange man, tough and strong and bright, so out of step with the night.

He gradually found that the figure's soundness was fascinating and soothing. Whenever he was irritable, he climbed to the top of the building to look at it for a moment, and his heart was settled down.

Gengchen wiped his sword meticulously and began to meditate, Gui Ye looked at it, and accidentally fell asleep.

He finished a short and boring dream, woke up and wiped his saliva, and the man was still meditating in place, not moving at all, time seemed not to pass on him.

Gui Yan's sense of guilt sprang up.

After three shifts, the lights in the courtyard next to him gradually went out, and a smiling young boy came out of the room and sat beside Gengchen. This person is called Yi Wei, and also uses a sword. Listening to the rankings also knows that he is the top elite in this period. He occasionally saw him dancing swords in the yard. He was not **** and murderous, but it looked like a wild crane and a lonely cloud.

But Guiye rarely saw him practicing martial arts. He seemed to be a talented man in the sky, and with a pair of smiles that could not see the temperature and sincerity, he always carried a little careless contempt and frivolity.

Yiwei and Gengchen are also swordsmen, but they feel different extremes.

At this moment Yi Wei was not sitting next to Gengchen, holding his chin and squinting at him, smiling and talking. Geng Chen closed his eyes and continued to practice without knowing whether he was listening.

After chatting for a while, Yiwei couldn't help falling asleep and yawned, got up and pushed Gengchen back to the room to rest.

Guixi watched the lights in that courtyard go out, and stretched back to the ground.

He was already asleep in his room, and there were only a few low moans. The man who came to the door of the room and said hello when he went out still sat on the threshold. Guiyi paused in front of him for a moment, and found a plum candy from his pocket and stuffed it to him.

Night Walk has a reward mechanism that has nothing to do with itching. The first few of each trial can be used to raise the upper hand. Some people changed their vacation, and some people used it to get some good medicine for injury. Guiyi also had the honor to draw several top prizes, all of which were used for food exchange. He always felt that there was a long dormant day after death, and there was no need to take leave to rest during his lifetime. No matter how effective the wound medicine was, it was not necessarily life-threatening. This is the plum sugar.

This person who often sits at the door of his room is unfamiliar. Although he seems to have asked for his name, Guiyi is not bad. The name of this stuffy gourd without a few words turns around and forgets. Every time I pass in and out, when Gui Mo is in a good mood, he will give him some snacks.

But every time he came back after watching Gengchen, his mood was not bad, it seemed that he would give it every time.

Night walks are not a place of peace, nor are there any precedents for starting each other at rest. But no matter what food Kui gave him, the man always swallowed it.

Guizhang felt that he was so unsuspecting that there might be something wrong with his mind.

After stuffing the sugar, Guizhang lay back on the Tongpu and fell asleep soon.

The man at the door was motionless and sat all night.

The days passed bloodily and stably for a long time, and the year was approaching. There are still many people who cannot live outside in winter, especially at night. The year is closed at night, a big hurdle, cruel trials one after another.

This is the fifth year of Guiyu's night run. According to the rules, there will be a big trial at the end of the year.

No one knows what the content is, but according to the information that Guiyi heard from the yard next door, only eight of the sixty people in the last issue survived this big test.

Guiyi touched his chin and looked at his colleagues who are also friends and foes around him. He felt that he might not be lucky to be in the forefront. This kind of ups and downs may be over.

There is no fear at all, nor can it be regrettable, but I just remember that I haven't spoken to Geng Chen.

Guizhang has always been straightforward. Just after the thought in his head, his feet have gone there.

I looked at the door of someone else's room for a while, but unfortunately Gengchen was not inside. But Yi Wei, who often laughed, patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Are you the next issue of Guiji? What are you doing here?"

Gui Yan wondered: "Do you know me?"

Yi Wei smiled: "You often stare at me on high-rises. I naturally want to inquire about your details so as not to die unclearly."

Gui snorted: "Who is staring at you!"

"I look so good. What do you think I should be, shy?" Yi Wei smiled very well and said, "What are you doing here?"

Guixuan crooked her head and said, "I'll have a big test every day. I don't know if I can survive, and I want to ask seniors for some experience."

"Oh, give it a try." Yi Wei felt his chin for a moment, and laughed confidently. "Relax, a person like you who has no heart or lungs can pass easily."

Gui Yan didn't believe him: "Hey, how do you know?"

Yiwei is still the insincere smile, determinedly: "Because I not only look good, but also smart."

Gui Yan sighed in his heart: This man's words were so brazen that he could not talk to Gengchen every time, and Gengchen rarely ignored him. But he was so embarrassed, but Geng Chen never held him down, which shows that Geng Chen's temper is really top-notch.

This time and again, the feelings of Gengchen rose a lot.

Yi Wei sighed: "Well, you laugh at me in your heart."

Gui Yan was pierced by him, and he quickly argued, "I didn't say anything."

"I'm obviously much smarter than you, but I want to be laughed at by you stupid people. The world is really unfair." Yi Wei grumbled a few words in self-pity and suddenly said, "I can also tell you that Gengchen will become night in the future Cha, I will become a night king. When you are judged, you have to remember to vindicate me in your heart, I am really a smart person, not joking. "

After a short while, Gui understands what he is saying, and is surprised: "Geng Chen originally wanted to be the title of the night demon blood demon ..."

Yi Wei shook his head and said, "No, he wants to be the Emperor of the Night King. Unfortunately, he refuses to listen to me, he won't get this title."

Gui Yan said blankly: "I don't understand. But you have to be so confident that you can't help him achieve his wish?"

Yi Wei smiled bitterly: "Whatever is smart, there are so many things I can't do. Just like how powerful Geng Chen is, there are many things he can't do."

Guizhang returned to his room confusedly, and did not want to understand Yiwei's words for a long time.

How could Yiwei and Gengchen not be able to do it? How can things in the world be so difficult?

On the other hand, he wanted to eat roasted chicken, and he was pleased with it. It was delicious. I want to eat fried skewers. I want to eat the super invincible seascape Buddha jumping from the wall ... I got the ordinary Buddha jumping from the wall, but it is also very delicious and there is no problem.

Gui Yan's sorrow was drowned in the menu, and he gradually forgot the question in the beginning.

At a blink of an eye, a big test ushered in, and Gui Kui survived, even unbelievably relaxed.

As promised, he was in a dense white mist rising place, and in the secret environment saw a roast chicken playing with a big knife. Guiyu flew up and took a few sips, without any taste at all, and angrily chopped the roast chicken.

The trial is over.

The whole man is aggressive.

Gui went back to the room aggressively, the whole room was only one person, but he was happy. Guiyu had a long daydream, and ate three meals in the evening.

He shook boredly until the next morning, when one or two colleagues returned exhausted.

How hard is it to cut a roast chicken? Gui Yan wanted to take a chance to laugh at him, but his colleagues began to cry about how fierce and vicious the enemy was, how terrible monsters and ghosts were, and how hard it was to win.

Gui choked and drooled. It seemed that the enemy was random and he was just lucky.

After New Year's Eve, there is a rare short break at night. Although there is no celebration, for them, to live without doing anything is the greatest gift.

The big test is coming to an end. There are about a dozen people who have survived this period, which is not bad.

Originally crowded the room of 30 people, but now there are only a few 3 or 5 people. It is even more desolate to line up with the old fireworks and firecrackers.

Gui Yan looked at the door, where it was empty.

The man who often sat on the threshold for a while and didn't survive?

There is probably no other reason than that.

The names on the list were removed one by one. Gui Zhe looked at the list next to him, and tried to see if he could find the name of that person, but unfortunately there was no real sense of the code of the heavenly branches, and I really couldn't remember anything.

"How many survive this time?" Gui Yan asked casually.

"Eleven ..." someone answered.

"Hey, it's not dead yet, of course twelve," the other retorted.

"Now there is nothing to do with gas caps, I can't get on the training ground, and sooner or later we must eliminate them." The previous man sniffed.

Gui Yan could not understand and asked, "What's the situation?"

The man replied: "One of them survived, but was stupid. He couldn't understand people and didn't recognize anyone. He had to rely on medicine for the last two days. I'm afraid it won't last long."

"Is this happen? No wonder the strong smell of the medicine is next door these two days." Gui Yan did not like the bitterness of the herb, and he felt that it was an obstacle.

After a few more words, fireworks began to be displayed outside, and Gui Ye had nothing to do, so he turned to the roof and lay down and looked.

He lay down for a while, and heard someone yelling and scolding next door, as if arguing. Listening carefully, it turned out that it was the responsibility of taking care of the fool in the next room.

Gui Yan knew some of his colleagues next door and simply rolled over to explore. Pushing in the door was a strong smell of herbs, and he was so smoky that he wanted to withdraw immediately.

Under the candlelight, there was a person lying on the thong, his hair was messy, his eyes were dull, his expression was stupid, saliva and medicine dripped on his lips, and his chest was everywhere. The whole body was bandaged and **** in a mess. It seemed to be not badly injured, and it was always moving.

Several people around him cursed and complained, and no one wanted to take care of him.

However, people who really do get rid of their colleagues will inevitably be crowded out in the future. No one wants to be the first bird.

Gui Yan felt familiar, looked for a long time, then suddenly realized that this is not the person who was dazed at the door of his room every day.

No wonder he was sitting on the threshold all the time and turned off to see him come in to rest. It turned out that he didn't live in his room at all.

Then why didn't he honestly go back to his room to rest and run what he did next door.

Guizhang's doubts had reached the shop, and after a closer look, it was indeed the man.

The man next to the medicine was startled: "Hey, he seems to be watching you?"

"Really?" Gui Yan twisted his body to the right, and his eyes followed him.

"Yo, I haven't seen anyone in the past two days, I thought I was blind. Is this better?" Said the person who took the medicine, and a person beside him laughed and said, "Is it going back to the light, hahaha."

The person next to him laughed grinningly, and the demented man stared at Gui Kui for a while, then suddenly said: "Gui Yu."

"Oh, talk! You can still talk! Then you quickly drank the medicine." Said to put the medicine bowl in his arms, but he didn't know how to reach for it, and his chest was wet. Blockbuster.

He didn't seem to be aware of the others, and repeated it dumbly again: "Kui."

Gui Yan was hesitant: "Do you know me?"

The man didn't answer, seemed to understand the question, but just stared at him helplessly.

Seeing the wind around the rudder, they turned the medicine bowl back into Gui's hand and said, "Since you are friends, take good care of him!"

There were only two left, and Guizhao had no choice but to sit back to him.

Seeing him sit down, the man repeated: "Guey."

"Yes, yes, it's me, here." Guiyu asked while stirring the spoon, "What's your name?"

There was no answer for a long time, Gui Ye waited quietly for a long time, and the talent slowly said, "I don't remember."

Do n’t recognize others or remember who you are, but know me? Gui Yueyue questioned, took a spoonful and handed it to his mouth. "Drink the medicine first. It hurts so much. I'll help you bandage it again later."

The man still stared at him indifferently, as if the sentence was too long to respond.

Guiyu thought for a while and said, "Open your mouth."

He opened his mouth obediently this time.

Gui Yan can't help laughing, and the simple command can be understood. After grinding and feeding a whole bowl of medicine, the person seemed to gradually understand how to swallow. The latter half of the bowl was smoother.

Guixi went out and returned the medicine bowl to Xiaoyao. A few people who had slipped away before were surprised: "So fast? I drank a bowl of medicine for more than half an hour yesterday, but I was sad."

"What's his name?" Gui Yan asked.

Someone answered, "Bing."

Gui Yan nodded and remembered, and thoughtfully turned back, but saw that the man had fallen to the ground, and climbed a short distance with his hands and feet.

"Ancestral yo, what are you doing?" Guiyi carried him by the collar and slipped him back to the shop, finding that his expression had been changed in amazement before.

"Guiyu ..." Bingji couldn't say a word, and just repeated his name, but also heard a little eager.

"Here it is, beloved, ah. Come on, lie back." Gui Yan set him up, looking at the scattered bandages on his body, probably knowing how it was caused.

"It hurts like that, why are you still sneaking out, is there anything outside?" Gui Yan carefully cut his bandages, cleaned the wound again, and sprinkled the powder.

Bingji then said, "You."

"Me? What's wrong with me?" Gui Yan thought he mentioned himself at the beginning of a sentence, while waiting for follow-up. It took a long time to respond, and asked, "You mean me outside?"

Bingxi nodded.

Gui Yan smiled and sighed, "It really is a fool."