After this day's appointment.

Xiao Lan and the two tacitly agreed to return to the player's station without staying in the real world too much.

What happened in the real world was pressing on them, and a sense of urgency emerged.

Faced with the pressure of coming to the world and dominating, they only have to seize this little time and strive to strengthen themselves. Only at the moment of the conflict can there be enough power to protect itself, and even protect everything it wants to protect.

Both were suddenly busy.

Xiao Lan spent more time on the training ground, almost frantically devoted to the battle, and sometimes even with his strong physique of senior players, fighting for a few days and nights is common.

Luo is almost the same.

He quietly sneaked into various game fields, while avoiding the search of the master and contract players, while looking for his fragments.

It is normal to go out once and not return for several days.

As a result, the time spent by the two of them suddenly decreased, and even meeting became rare.

Occasionally being able to get together for a meal is a worthy date.

The days are tense and busy.

Until one day, Xiao Lan received contact from Wang Teddy.

In a game field.

This is a desert with no end in sight.

The desert was hot and dry, and there were constant strong winds blowing through it, blowing up a place of sand and dust, which made the vision obscured.

Zhang Yiqin is marching in the desert.

He is already a senior player, and not an ordinary senior player. He has already obtained the qualification for promotion contract.

It is a pity that his first attempt to promote the contract ended in failure, but fortunately, he survived and successfully escaped from the game.

He is completely different from those unlucky guys.

Although this game field is an advanced field, it is not too difficult for him.

Originally, as long as he traveled through the desert, he could get a good prop reward, and then he could almost leave here.

But not long ago, he saw a person who surprised him—

Wang Teddy.

His ridiculous captain has always been the younger brother of his son.

Wang Teddy was originally a waste wood, and he hasn't been able to upgrade to the intermediate level after entering the game for three years.

He once persuaded Captain Wang Ke to leave this younger brother of the oil bottle, but Wang Ke insisted very much that he even gave almost all his props to the waste.

But waste is waste, there is no improvement at all.

Even if it is barely reached the intermediate level, it will still be a drag.

Later Wang Ke died, and there was a little credit for him.

Zhang Yiqin originally thought that if he lost his only thigh, this waste should die soon.

After all, this kind of waste snacks, even hatred, has no vigilant value. Sooner or later, it is a dead man. Who will waste time to control him?

At that time, Zhang Yiqin did not pay much attention to Wang Teddy at all.

At that time, Wang Teddy would only hold a pendant all day. Everywhere, he said madly that his brother was not dead. He visited people who once knew Wang Ke and hoped to save him.

But the players are realistic. When Wang Ke is alive, they can keep in touch with Wang Ke and benefit each other.

It does not mean that after the death of the person, this expired friendship is worth their risk.

What's more, it is a difficult copy of the promotion contract, and it's almost death to go in.

Naturally, no one wants to take care of Wang Teddy, annoyed and grumpy directly beat him.

At some point, Wang Teddy disappeared, and he thought this guy was finally dead.

It was **** long ago.

However, there were more and more rumors about Wang Teddy, and he could not help but pay attention.

However, most of the discussions are of low-level players, and he has never seen Wang Teddy again, so he is not optimistic about Wang Teddy's strength.

A weak chicken that has finally learned to be cruel, still poses no threat to him.

until.

Not long ago, Wang Teddy appeared in front of him.

And almost sent him away with a knife.

Zhang Yiqin couldn't help but reach out and touch his throat.

There was gauze wrapped in it, which was a prop, slowly healing his almost completely cut throat.

But the opponent's weapon seems to have a special ability, and the wound caused by it is extremely difficult to heal, making him feel a sharp pain in his throat now.

He never thought that he would see such a sharp killing in Wang Teddy.

Recalling his smiling face, his eyes were cold, and his back couldn't help it.

Although the other party attacked first, if he didn't use props to escape, would he die on the spot?

How could that be Teddy Wang...

But more than a year, how could Wang Teddy become so strong? !

Did this guy also reach the threshold of the contract? !

He needs to speed up, leaving this copy early.

It's a pity that he doesn't have any props out of the advanced game field. The higher the level, the harder it is to get out of the game.

Forget it, reward him for not having to go through customs clearance.

Suddenly, Zhang Yiqin's pace stopped.

He felt as if he had been spinning around in one place.

Although there is a lot of yellow sand around, not every dune is exactly the same.

When did he win?

A drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead.

Zhang Yiqin's eyes swept around, and the goal was all yellow sand, and no one was seen.

But whether it is combat experience or dangerous instincts are telling him that the current state is very wrong.

I always felt that Wang Teddy would show up from Huang Sha at any time, and once again stabbed him to the point.

Zhang Yiqin frowned, raising his hand to an invisible airflow and striking his side.

The air rushed into the sand, and the sand was hit with a hole, but nothing was hit.

His heart was more and more uneasy.

Successive shots attacked the surroundings, and Huang Sha was hit by him all around.

All attacks are like a futile effort, with nothing to gain.

After a burst of attacks, Zhang Yiqin's sweat beads rolled down, and the wound caused more pain due to the stimulation of the sweat.

He stopped his movements and gasped.

The wound in his throat seemed to make his breathing more difficult, almost breathless.

and many more……

Something wrong...

It seems... really breathless!

Zhang Yiqin opened his mouth wide, trying to breathe in the air with a big mouth, but felt a kind of powerless feeling.

Thinking of a rumor about Wang Teddy, a bad feeling flooded his mind.

Even if his combat power is far superior to ordinary senior players, but how long can he last in an oxygen-deficient environment?

"I said, no matter how you escape, you will be caught." A smiling voice came from his front.

Wang Teddy walked slowly towards him.

This young man is much taller than Zhang Yiqin's memory, and the outline is widened. It should be considered a young man right now.

Although he smiled, there was no temperature in his eyes, and that smile was as false as a mask.

Wang Teddy now has a scar.

With the props and medicines coming to the world, it is easy to remove the scars, but somehow, he did not do so.

Wang Teddy stood leisurely not far away, while looking at Zhang Yiqin, wiping a hand with a snow-white, delicate and gorgeous look more like a dagger of crafts.

But it was this dagger, which seemed more decorative than practical, and it almost cut Zhang Yiqin's throat just off guard.

Zhang Yiqin tried to escape, but still could not leave the range of one meter beside him.

He stared angrily at Wang Teddy with a hoarse voice: "You... why should you bother me?!"

Wang Teddy’s smile remained unchanged, and a syllable: "Oh?"

Zhang Yiqin said hardly: "Why... obviously the props we got together, Wang Ke...but I want to give you, as a captain...it is...selfish..."

Wang Teddy laughed out loud: "Hahaha, don't have to make excuses for your greed. I know he gave me the share that belongs to me, and you haven't taken up much of him once. You don't have to bother to betray yourself I have justified it because I am not here to debate with you."

Zhang Yiqin continued: "No, listen to me..."

Speaking, he suddenly found an opportunity to pat the Wang Teddy with a stream of air.

However, under severe injuries and lack of oxygen, the attack is not as sharp as before.

Wang Teddy easily dodged the attack and looked up at him: "Goodbye, no, never see you again."

Zhang Yiqin panicked: "Wait... I'll tell you what Liang Si'an's goal is? You don't know yet...he recently thought--"

"Zhang Yiqin, turn your head." Wang Teddy didn't listen to his nonsense and opened his mouth directly, using his skills.

Like accepting some irresistible order, Zhang Yiqin's head turned back involuntarily.

A sense of crisis broke out in his heart, desperately trying to stop his head movements.

Under full resistance, his turning speed slowed down.

However, this did not last long. His physical strength was not Zhang Yiqin's advantage. In addition, due to the weakness and lack of oxygen caused by serious injuries, he soon felt strenuous.

The head slowly turned back again, and there was yellow sand in his sight.

Soon Zhang Yiqin felt the tightness of the muscles, and this angle was already the limit of the human body.

But the rotation of the head didn't stop. It seemed to be held back by the invisible hand and continued to rotate back and forth.

The wound on his neck cracked and blood was squeezed out continuously, staining the clothes on his body and splashing on the yellow sand.

The bones rattled, complaining of their inability to support, and the muscles also gave a sharp pain like tearing, as if they were about to break apart.

Zhang Yiqin's eyes became more and more frightened, he opened his mouth to try to beg for mercy, but could not make a sound.

He wanted to struggle, turned around, but couldn't do it at all.

His head is still turning back against the will of his body, which is terrible.

Finally, with a "click", a crisp crack of bones appeared.

Zhang Yiqin's head has turned completely to the back.

The blood pouring from the wound on his neck stained most of his body as if he were wearing a blood coat.

His body collapsed, and a yellow sand rose.

The expression on Zhang Yiqin's face remained stuck in terror and fear of death.

Round eyes didn't close for a long time.

Wang Teddy wiped the sweat from his forehead and swallowed a bit of blood in his throat.

Obviously, such an operation is not easy for him.

He looked at the body on the ground and smiled: "Thank you for reminding me, but I already knew that, the next one is him."

After that, Wang Teddy sat on the sand dune.

Ignored the body next to being drowned by Huang Sha, and ignored the other party's horrified eyes.

He put away his dagger and took out props to contact Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan’s face appeared there, looking like he was on the training ground: "Teddy, how are you doing recently?"

There was a little more warmth in Wang Teddy's eyes: "I'm fine."

Growing up is actually painful and difficult.

The battle filled him with dust, the killing filled him with blood, and he could never return to the carefree happy time.

But it feels good to have power in your hands.

Knowing Xiao Lan's character, Wang Teddy did not talk about some miscellaneous politeness, and went straight to the theme: "I am ready to enter the props of Sarah's Song, and I will go in three days."

Xiao Lan was the only person who reached out to him in desperate circumstances. In fact, he didn't want the other party to accompany himself in danger.

But he was not confident enough that he could save Wang Ke in the song of Sarah alone. For the safety of his brother, he must turn to his most trusted friend.

Xiao Lan also did not drag the water, he nodded: "Take me when the time comes, Filo will also be together, don't you mind?"

Wang Teddy couldn't help laughing: "Do not mind, you are always together, he is very grateful if he is willing to help me. However, you don't ask me why I want to go in such a hurry?"

Xiao Lan said: "You must have your own reasons. If you are willing to tell me now, listen carefully."

Wang Teddy said: "There are two traitors in my brother's team. I solved one, but one of them has been hidden deep and difficult to find. Recently I heard the news and he seems to know that my brother is not dead yet. So ready to enter Sarah’s Song again."

"His goal should be my brother's knife-[Blood Blood], that is quite a top-notch rare item, and it is still unbound."

As the saying goes, people die for money and for food.

As long as the temptation is big enough, there are madmen who dare to gamble on their lives.

If you let this guy go in and look for [Bleeding Blood], Wang Keke will be more fierce, so Wang Teddy will be so anxious, and he must catch up before the other party moves.

Xiao Lan asked back: "You tell me this, don't you worry that I'm also tempted by [bloody]?"

Wang Teddy shrugged: "Will you?"

Xiao Lan gently stroked the "Bone of Rebellion" in his hand, no matter what the quality of the props or the meaning to himself, nothing could replace it.

Wang Teddy blinked at him and said an address: "See you in three days. Then I will tell you about the relevant information."

Xiao Lan nodded: "Okay."