Lord of the Dead Sea

"Pfft!"

The splashed blood stained the white snow on the ground red.

Liu Yufeng, who was covered in blood, closed his eyes tightly, without any reaction.

The man's expression changed one after another and was extremely complicated.

The dagger in his hand stopped only three centimeters from Liu Yufeng's neck.

Because the different wooden knife pierced his chest.

The man's body was still in mid-air, his sudden eyes were wide open, and he handed the dagger he was holding to Liu Yufeng's neck extremely unwillingly.

Come closer, come closer!

Just when the dagger was about to touch Liu Yufeng, the man's neck twisted and he died.

The different wooden knife gently threw the man away, and then spun twice in the air and inserted it beside Liu Yufeng. The warning was very obvious, which made Calis, Clement and Ted, who wanted to help, stop They stopped because they thought they would be attacked by the wooden knife if they got closer. This feeling was very obvious.

Master Dao saved Liu Yufeng's life, but also helped him kill the second person.

"A new function will be opened at the end of each round of the game. After this round of the game, everyone can communicate with each other through letters. I will add a friend to send you a letter. My friend---the smiling clown." Kalis Putting his right hand on his left shoulder, he gave a slight salute to Liu Yufeng.

"The orcs will remember you, human." Clement hammered Liu Yufeng's chest.

"It seems that the human beings in your other world are much more complicated than ours, and they are much darker when you think about it. I hope to have the opportunity to see you again." Ted tightened the rags on his body, looked at Liu Yufeng from a distance, and thought in his heart Said that he really didn't want to get too close to that Callis and Clement, and looked at each other disgustingly.

The expressions of the three people are different, but there is one thing in common, that is, they are guarding against the other two surviving humans for Liu Yufeng. Their body language has already said very clearly, don't get close to Liu Yufeng, otherwise, you will die.

It took 5 minutes to say whether it was long or not, and nothing happened. Soon, all players ushered in the settlement interface and disappeared on the bridge of death.

"The boring day is over. I plan to go back and lie down. Oh, by the way, Raleigh, remember to cook an extra piece of dragon meat tonight. It's a good thing." Bentham stretched himself, with two axes pinned to his waist. Shakingly walked towards his tent.

"Okay, as long as you remember to bring the wine you lost, otherwise you don't want to eat dragon meat, drink soup!" Raleigh shouted to Bentham in the cold wind, and there was a burst of heartiness from the shed. laughter.

"The boring time is here again, anyone want to gamble?"

Under Constance's curly hair, the body leaning on the chair is like a puddle of mud. Whenever he reaches out to play with his beardless chin, it means that this man is getting bored, and now, he is doing this extremely boring Actions.

"If you have that energy, it's better to think about how to deal with those troublesome guys. After all, we all lost."

The presiding judge Raglan opened the book of innocence, picked an empty space on the last page of the book, and wrote down his name very economically and compactly, and then felt refreshed when he saw the word innocence slowly emerging. Refreshing.

This is what he does every day, so the last page has been blackened by his writing, and there is almost nowhere to write, but the great judge can always find a new vacancy and write his name, This little game that belongs to him makes him enjoy it every day.

"Congreve, a round?"

Ignoring the presiding judge's words, the magician Bridges took out his chessboard, because he knew that Congreve would say that he was honored.

"my pleasure."

Congreve got up and sat down, and the 130th game of the seventh game began with two stinky chess baskets. In fact, Bridges can't be blamed for his poor chess skills, because his opponent Congreve is a pig.

Although playing chess with pigs every day will bring you the joy of victory, but you will also make yourself stupid, not to mention that there is Lei Li next to him who inserts a few words from time to time. He is not much smarter than the pig sitting opposite Bridges, and he also likes to point fingers at the two chess players, as if he is the king of chess.

But you have to say, it's always a lot of fun when these three get together.

The quietest person in the shed was Winifred. He hadn’t said a word since he returned to the shed, and he didn’t bother him at this time, because he was reminiscing about the unique knife skills he had only seen in his life. Drunk, every detail is played repeatedly in the mind, zoomed in, turned, paused, until the next round to watch again.

It's as if he's admiring the perfection of an artist's work, presented through a botched apprenticeship, but it's still so intoxicating.

At least Winifred in the shed was drunk, and very drunk.

The sky did not know when it was snowing again, and the player's footprints and corpses were gradually covered by snowflakes. In the past one hour or so, the bridge of death seemed to have undergone some changes, and it seemed that nothing had changed.

At the end of this 300-meter-long bridge, there are still those seven bored men living. Apart from drinking, eating meat and sleeping, they have few ways to pass the boring time, so they sometimes long for the arrival of players, because They are boring.

But they hate the arrival of players, because it means that there will be more corpses on the ground, and it will be troublesome to clean up.

In fact, they also expect players to pass the level, because they know that this snow-covered place was not called the Bridge of Death a long, long time ago.

They tacitly did not talk about Liu Yufeng, because they were worried that they would be noticed by a great existence, even though they were so itchy.

But I have to say that after only one hour, the seven men had a little guy in their hearts, a little guy who made them very interested, he was a human teenager, and his name was the smiling clown.

Liu Yufeng, who returned to the world of Dead Sea, has been in a deep sleep state. Although all the injuries on his body have recovered, he still hasn't woken up.

This is the sequelae of overloading the different wood knives.

Let the time go back to the "moment" when Liu Yufeng stared at Yimudao:

When Winifred was in a bad mood and wanted to teach Liu Yufeng a good lesson with the next sword strike.

"Immediately." Liu Yufeng waved his hand embarrassingly, and stared at the wooden knife intently.

"Master Dao, is there a way?"

"This man is very strong for you, but your body is too weak, and I have been sealed again. Even if it is just a fight, the chances of winning are not great."

"Is there no way?"

"Yes, but the risk is very high. I can use the mark left by my master to cut through your body, but even if I am sealed, the mark released is not something you can bear, because my master is too strong Well, there is a high probability that your soul will be torn apart by one of his imprints, so, do you still want to try?"

"Of course, Lord Dao, come on! I have nowhere to go!"

"Let go of everything about you, let me control you!"

"Okay, Master Dao, please take me home!"

---For a moment, Liu Yufeng raised his head and smiled at Winifred:

"All right!"

.....

Liu Yufeng should have died, because this is a force he cannot bear.

But when the soul mentioned by Yi Mudao is the same thing as Liu Yufeng's self in the spiritual world, he didn't die.

And not only did he not die, he also saw in the spiritual world that the power released by the different wood knife shattered the dark sky. Although there was no real glass shattered and fell from the sky, in Liu Yufeng's feelings, there was no difference between the two. difference.

Then Liu Yufeng stood in his spiritual world and looked up. Apart from the high poker cards, there was another door in the dark sky, an old and dilapidated wooden door.

This door Liu Yufeng is very familiar with, because behind that door is the nightmare that has accompanied him for more than ten years.

In that dream world, he learned to practice mental power.

And used it on playing cards.

But since he entered the Dead Sea world, he never saw that door again, because he no longer had nightmares.

But now, it is back again, in its own spiritual world.

He is like a demon, exuding infinite charm, seducing Liu Yufeng to push him away every minute and every second, and return to the nightmarish world...