Chapter 87: The King is not the King

The drab yellow sun of the third day crept into the dark red sky again. It should have been a stinking and calm day, but Lin and Zhang Chenze panicked at the massage shop.

Because Chia is gone.

They searched all corners of the massage shop, and even felt Qixia's blood on the bed was cold by the wind, but he was nowhere to be seen.

At the bottom of the corridor, the aborigine was still massaging the mummified body, which was very disturbing.

"He's gone..." Zhang Chenze looked at the direction outside the door and lost, "As he said himself, he was tired and gave up."

"No, no? "I guess he worried so much about us that he went to the game by himself..."

"The twenty paths are all here." Zhang Chenze got up on the small cloth bag, against the ringo wave, "Qixia a" Dao "did not take away, and how to participate in the game?"

Ngo's words stopped. She had no idea what to say.

Where can Qixia go?

He is now injured, and there is no "way" on his body, dragging this badly injured body and what can he do?

"Lawyer Zhang, would you like to participate in the game with me?" Cystoids said slowly, gathering her mind.

"The two of us? Zhang Chenze slightly stunned, "Are you sure?"

"I am certainly not as strong as Qixia, so we try to find some" human level "games, if you win, you will earn, and if you lose, you will not die." If Qixia can come back one day, we have enough "Tao" to accept him again."

Zhang Chenze listened to a little thought, then nodded.

Can Chia come back?

Only seven days away from annihilation, Qixia's injury will only worsen in the next few days, completely impossible to heal.

Can he really come back?

The two gathered their things and walked out into the new sun.

...

Qixia, holding a map of blood in her hand, was stumbling down the street.

He never thought that excessive blood loss would make his hands and feet do not listen to the command, only walked for more than an hour and already full of sweat.

He looked down at the map in his hand and knew it was his last hope.

The Mouth of Heaven.

After three days of trial, Qixia had a general idea of the situation here.

In order to collect 3,600 "paths" in these games, the difficulty is no different from that of landing in place.

After all, the rewards in each game are too rare.

Even if the "human level" game can expand its revenue by betting on its life with the zodiac, the "prefecture level" game has no chance to gamble at all, and the participants will encounter fatal dangers in the game itself.

In other words, whether it is a "human level" or a "prefecture level" game, if you want to get more revenue, you must not hesitate to put your own life on the line.

At present, the most dangerous game Qixia has seen comes from the black bear hunting of the ground cattle, if it is not the existence of Qiao Jiajin and Zhang Shan, it is almost a death game.

However, such a dangerous situation, each person can only obtain a maximum of 20 "Tao".

If Qixia really wants to collect "Tao" by participating in the game, then the game as dangerous as the earth cow needs to participate in the state of "all" one hundred and eighty consecutive.

How many people will die in the meantime? How many more injuries are there?

How can you be sure that you can make it to the last moment?

Qixia calculated all night, can not figure out their chances of surviving.

Come to think of it, only the "paradise mouth" is the best place.

Zhang Shan once said that they saw someone escape here, and also found the notes of the "escapers", and now the notes are in the hands of the leader Chu Tianqiu.

Qixia followed the map left by Zhang Shan at that time, and finally came to the headquarters of the "paradise gate" at noon.

This is an abandoned school.

Because the school's plaque has been dilapidated, Qixia can not tell whether it is a primary school or a middle school, only to see the teaching buildings and basketball courts.

A man was standing outside the school gate, looking around warily.

He wore a sports vest and braids in his head, and he looked like he was 15 or 16 years old.

Qixia tightened the bandage on her shoulder and walked toward the young man in front of her.

Seeing someone coming, the boy raised his guard and asked: "Beloved?"

"Beloved?" Qixia felt in front of the man's accent is a little strange, but can only nod, "I am a lover."

"You... Need some help, then?"

The man in front of me not only has a strange accent, but also strange grammar.

"I..." Qi Xia thought carefully for a while and then said, "I want to see Chu Tianqiu."

"See Chug..." The man frowned slightly. "What's your name, please?"

"Qixia."

The boy thought about it for a while, then nodded at Qixia and said, "Brother, you wait a moment."

He walked into the school gate, and then locked the gate, and then quickly ran to the direction of the teaching building.

In the southernmost classroom on the first floor, a man wearing a black shirt and glasses was "brushing" on the blackboard.

Not far from him, an extremely beautiful woman was sitting on her seat painting her nails.

"Brother Chu! Sister Yunyao!" The boy with the pigtails called at the door.

"Come in." Yunyao did not lift her head, and calmly opened her mouth to say.

The boy opened the door, looked at the two of them, and then bowed and said to the man in the black shirt, "Brother Chu, there is a man outside who wants to see you like that."

Chu Tianqiu continued to write, casually asked: "What's the name?"

"Qixia."

"Qixia?" Chu Tianqiu stopped his hand movement and then moved two steps to the left.

He searched for something in the dense words on the blackboard.

Soon he found the line.

"Number: 87, Liar, spring up, death, cunning snake."

He's in this line of text

'What's the matter? Yunyao asked, "Have you heard of this name?"

"This is a very powerful man." Chu Tianqiu smiled, "The three zodiac animals responsible for the interview No. 87 are all people who step into the" ground "with half a foot, what kind of game do you think they will design?"

Yunyao also slightly froze after listening: "That is not the interview of all the dead?"

"No." Chu Tianqiu shook his head, "Because of this young man named Qi Xia, nine people survived the interview."

"Full survival, such a thing?" Yunyao raised a pair of bright eyes looked at Chu Tianqiu, suddenly thought of what, "Qixia", is not the small glasses these two days have been hanging in the mouth of the beloved?"

The pigtailed boy seemed to understand something, nodded and said: "Chu brother, I will bring people in now."

"No..." Chu Tianqiu reached out his hand to stop the boy, and said, "Jin Yuanxun, you help me ask him a question."

"The problem?"

"HMM." Chu Tianqiu nodded, "Please help me ask the person called Qixia," which day did you come?"

"Brother, but if I ask him a question, will he not understand that?"

"It doesn't matter. You have a good chance to practice your Chinese." Chu Tianqiu said with a smile.

Although the young man called Jin Yuanxun was puzzled, he knew that Chu Tianqiu had always been thoughtful, and could only nod his head and go out the door.

"I don't quite understand." Yun Yao blew the nail polish dry, and then twisted the cap on the bottle, "You clearly said that the man called Qixia is an" extremely powerful person, "but you are not ready to take him under your wing?"

Chu Tianqiu smiled: "Yunyao, this is" the king does not see the king."