Ren Jianmo jumped off the petrified fishbone and landed in front of Ji Thrush.

Then he staggered and fell to his knees on one foot.

Ji Yu stepped up and held his shoulders.

Ren Jianmo was soaked all over, with long hair dripping on his face, his face was as pale as paper visible to the naked eye, Ji Xiaoniao stretched out his hand and touched it, only to feel that his skin was as cold as if it had been soaked in ice water.

Ji Lu hadn't seen Ren Jianmo so weak for a long time.

"How are you feeling?"

He asked anxiously while using his sleeve to wipe the seawater and cold sweat on Ren Jian's cheeks.

Ren Jianmo raised his hand, grabbed the fingers Ji Shu helped him wipe, his head drooped, panting for breath, after a long time, he squeezed out a weak sentence: "...a bit tired, let me rest. ."

Ji Lu was stunned, his eyes flashed.

"Well, then you take a good time."

Ji Lu held Ren Jianmo's hand back, leaned to his lips, and kissed, "Don't worry, leave everything to me."

After speaking, he looked up at Baroque and said to him:

"Mr. Ren's overdraft ability will probably be unavailable for a while."

Baroque frowned.

In fact, his heart was like a stormy sea, pounding non-stop.

But he restrained the expression on his face and made himself look pure and worried.

"US……"

Just as he was about to speak, the illegible androgynous voice rang somewhere in the void.

"Vatican" spoke.

[Congratulations three, you have found the way to the kingdom of God. 】

The voice said:

[Come to me, everyone has nineteen minutes. 】

After speaking, he fell silent again.

"There are only nineteen minutes left."

Baroque repeated the time that Fan told them, his eyes moved to Ji Shu and Ren Jianmo, and his fists behind his back were clenched hard.

"Can Mr. Ren still walk?"

Ren Jian lifted his eyelids in silence, glanced at him between the wet hair, and shook his head.

"time is limited."

Baroque sincerely suggested to Ji Shu: "Otherwise, let us both find our way."

Ji Shu immediately shook his head to express his opposition:

"If Mr. Ren doesn't leave, I won't go anywhere."

The impulse in Baroque's heart grew stronger.

His heart was pounding, and he felt more nervous than he had previously captured Bing Hao's power.

——Two to one. In terms of numbers, he is indeed at a disadvantage.

But the long-haired man is too weak now, not to mention his abilities, he can't even stand up.

As for that curly boy...

Baroque's fist was squeezed tightly, and his nails penetrated deeply into his palm.

——Are there any better opportunities than now?

He looked at Ji Tuan with eager eagerness in his eyes.

——I can seize his power!

"Ugh!"

Baroque sighed long.

"It seems that I can only go by myself."

He said, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, shook one out, held it in his mouth, and then reached out to touch the lighter, but found nothing.

"Oh, right."

He patted his forehead and turned to Ji Shu, "The lighter is in the pocket of the dress you are wearing."

With that said, Baroque reached out his hand towards Ji Thrush:

"Please give it to me."

Ji Yuan Yiyan took a dig in his jacket pocket, and he found a small lighter as expected.

He held the lighter, extended his arm, and handed it to Baroque.

Baroque spread his hand quickly to pick it up.

Although reason told him that it was just a lighter, if he acted too eagerly, it might be suspicious, but it was difficult for him to control his excitement and excitement.

His fingers were trembling slightly.

——It's going to be successful! It's going to be successful!

Baroque snarled frantically in his heart.

However, just as his fingertips were about to reach the lighter, Ji Lu suddenly curled the small metal object into his palm and grabbed his wrist with his backhand.

"!!!"

Baroque horror.

He instinctively wanted to withdraw his hand.

But Ji Lu obviously doesn’t look sturdy, even judging by the physical standards generally strengthened by the participants of "Peach Blossom Spring", or should be called "slim", but he is an archer, and he has great strength in his hands. To his death, he squeezed Bing Hao's wrist bones to creak, making him unable to break free.

"what are you doing!?"

Baroque panicked.

A lot of chaotic thoughts flashed in his mind, and at the same time a palm of his hand shot a cone of ice towards the Ji thrush.

Ji Tuan drew back abruptly, avoiding the ice blade that pierced the door.

"Sure enough."

He threw the lighter he had in his hand towards the clouds, and a small smile was drawn at the corner of his lips.

--Oops!

Baroque cried secretly in his heart, and at the same time felt extremely regretful.

He didn't know when he showed his feet, but obviously, the curly boy in front of him had doubted him earlier.

To make matters worse, he was in a moment of urgency, so he couldn't hold back his breath, and actively exposed his ice power.

--How to do! ?

Large drops of cold sweat flowed down the forehead.

Baroque knew he was in big trouble now.

——Don't panic!

——Although it is two-to-one, I don't necessarily lose!

He quickly recalled in his mind what he had seen before, how Bing Hao used supernatural powers.

——The long-haired one is too weak to fight at all.

Baroque thought.

——Although Curly Boy's electric power is very powerful, he has just fought desperately against Dapeng. It must consume a lot of money, and it is impossible to be able to display 10% of the combat power!

His eyes glanced at the vine-like winding stone steps that stretched into the distance.

——In a short time, I can build an ice bridge and escape to a place where they can't catch up!

Thinking of this, he stretched his hands forward and made a posture that could release the ice at any time, and at the same time retreated three steps under his feet to stand on the edge of the floating island.

He has conceived the escape route in his brain.

At this time, Ren Jian, who had been sitting on the floor, stood up silently.

He raised his hand and lifted away the wet hair sticking to his face, revealing his face that was almost magical.

The floating island is very small. Even if the three of them are horns to each other, the distance between each other is only three or five steps, so Baroque can clearly see Ren Jianmo's pair of pupils of different colors.

"do not move."

He heard Ren Jian speak silently.

At the same time, the beauty's dark right eye faded and turned into almost transparent light amber gold.

Baroque kept his hands leaning forward and was motionless.

He can still think, but only Ren Jianmo's eyes can be seen in his eyes, and only Ren Jianmo's voice can be heard in his ears.

——It's over!

The only thought was constantly echoing in Baroque's mind.

Yes, he has never seen the long-haired beauty in front of him use a power, and he has no idea what the opponent's ability is!

——It's over! That's it! That's it!

In extreme regret and despair, he heard Ren Jian silently speak:

"Whose power is yours?"

Baroque replied blankly:

"It's Bing Hao."

Ren Jianmo asked again:

"Why is it in your hands?"

Baroque answers again:

"I stole it."

Ren Jianmo raised the third question:

"What did you do to Bing Hao?"

The cold sweat has soaked the baroque sideburns.

He didn't want to answer half a word again, but he and Ben couldn't resist Ren Jianmo's voice branded in his head.

"I stole his power and killed him."

Baroque heard himself answer like this.

This answer is sufficient.

Ren Jian silently nodded.

He raised his hand and pointed to the side, "Now, jump down."

He used to explain his abilities to Ji Yu and the others, saying that his "God says to have light" can only make the target follow some simple commands in a short time, and the stronger the target itself, the stronger the command is against the target. The greater the threat, the less likely it is for them to obey orders.

If it were Ren Jianmo at the beginning, even if he told Baroque to "jump down", the other party would strongly resist this order because of the instinctive desire to survive, and would not follow it at all.

But it's different now.

Ren Jianmo today is already strong enough to allow the giant Kun in the sea to be under his control and willing to die, let alone a baroque human with weak will.

Baroque was dripping with cold sweat, tears came out uncontrollably, his cheeks were covered, his whole body twitched, and every muscle was frantically resisting this command.

--Do not! I don't want to die!

——I don’t want to die! Don't want to die!

Baroque cried and shook his head, his lips trembled, as if trying to say a word of begging for mercy.

But he still jumped and jumped into the vast sea of ​​clouds.

Ji Xing looked down, only to see a straight funnel-shaped tunnel between the clouds, leading to an unknown depth.

...

[Participant No. 1 died. 】

After a full ten seconds, the voice of "Brahma" sounded.

[The remaining time stacks up, you still have thirty minutes. 】

Ji Yu grabbed Ren Jianmo's hand and pointed towards the stone steps leading to the floating island, "Let's go!"

In fact, when Ji Tuan saw Baroque, he already had doubts.

Baroque's injuries are not light.

In order to stop bleeding and pain, he covered several of his large wounds with a thin layer of ice.

When he passed through the gate of time and space and landed on the floating island, he found that Ji Shu and Ren Jianmo were also there, and quickly wiped out the thin ice on the wound.

It's just that Ji Tuan's dynamic vision is so good, as long as his attention is highly concentrated, in the eyes of Xiaoniao, everything comes with its own slow motion.

So he saw the icy debris on the burns of Baroque's cheeks.

If this is the case, Ji Shu still dare not confirm that there is something tricky on the other side.

After all, there are not too many weird props or collectibles in "Peach Blossom Spring". If one of the two healing products is something like a long-lasting freezing spray, Ji Xiaoniao will not feel that much. Incredible.

And what made him confirm that the other party did have a problem was Baroque pretending to be injured.

Ji Shu was a professional athlete who could win the team championship of the World Youth Championship.

He has been in and out of major training centers since he was a child, and most of the friends he made were involved in sports. Naturally, he has seen all kinds of sports injuries.

It just so happens that rib fractures are a very common one.

So when Baroque covered his ribs and pretended to be in pain, Ji Xiaoniao's suspicion of him became a little deeper.

In order to confirm whether his judgment was correct, Ji Xuan also deliberately reached out and touched it-did not feel the unique deformation or twisting sensation of rib fractures, and the thin, long, deep wound, just a look. It was chopped out by some kind of extremely sharp edge.

After three consecutive lies, Ji Shu has been 100% confirmed, and Baroque must have concealed something.

Once such judgments are made, it is easier to find doubts if you go back to the past.

Ji Xiaoniao clearly remembers that the last time he saw the missing numbers on the clock were "two" and "wu" representing tattoos and ice.

The time when these two numbers disappeared is very close-if it weren't for the truth and coincidence, then the greatest possibility is that the two of them were in the same place at the time.

The tattoo is Baroque's boyfriend. The two have stayed together since choosing which "door" to enter. Ji Lu has reason to believe that Baroque was also there when the tattoo and Bingyu died.

Although Ji Lu doesn't know what happened at that time, if the three have a conflict for some reason, the tattoos should be on the side of the Baroque, and the two will work together to deal with the ice.

Thinking about it this way, the thin ice that Baroque had just covered his cheeks seemed even stranger.

Ji Xiaoniao has always trusted his companions and will not use malicious intent to speculate on others.

But he is not a fool.

After a series of coincidences, his suspicion of Baroque has reached its peak.

It's just that before he could confirm his guess, they found the puzzle mechanism and attracted a kun and a peng.

At that time, the battle was on the verge of breaking out, and Baroque had chosen to retreat as expected, and Ji Shun didn't even have a chance to breathe with Ren Jianmo.

So when the battle was over and Ren Jianmo came back from the fishbone, looking very weak, Ji Xiaoniao was still vaguely worried.

He suspected that Bing Hao might have been killed by Baroque.

Ji Lu once played one-on-one with Bing Shi, and then fought side by side. Naturally, he knew how strong the opponent was—at least he did not live up to his title of "Peach Blossom Garden No. 1 Power".

If Baroque really killed Bing Hao, then no matter how he did it, at least it can prove that Baroque's strength is definitely not weak, or that there is something that they have not seen before.

If Ren Jianmo was really in a weakened state because of excessive power overdrafts, Ji Lu would really worry about whether he could protect himself, Ren Damei, by himself without knowing him.

And at this moment, he heard Ren Jianmo say "a little tired, let me rest" while holding his hand and scratching his palm with fingertips.

Ji Lu immediately shuddered and understood the meaning of his lover.

He knew very well that Ren Jianmo would never show weakness in front of people-especially strangers like Baroque who behaved suspiciously.

Ji Yu immediately determined that this was a secret signal that Ren Jianmo had conveyed to him. If he was showing the enemy's weakness, he would come to phishing law enforcement.

Baroque was caught in the trap of the two.

The passage of the kingdom of God is right in front of him, and he covets the abilities of the season thrush, and wants to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to steal and get rid of this only second competitor to kill two birds with one stone.

Who wants the praying mantis to catch the cicada, the oriole is behind, and Baroque profoundly interprets what is "smartness against being mistaken by cleverness", only to have a terrible end to himself.