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No one would be willing to control their own life between the thoughts of others, especially when the relationship between the tester is so awkward.

The cruel test rules make it difficult for the testers to really face each other. 14,000 points are like a piece of fat, attracting everyone's inner greed.

Among the five surviving trials, No. 6 was exhausted, and No. 1, No. 5, and No. 7 were all scarred. Only Song Qingxiao suffered minor injuries, and her previous star formation was taken in by her. Make up a lot.

She was originally unfathomable in strength, and at this time everyone felt even more unfathomable.

If she is ill-intentioned because of her points, everyone will die here!

No. 6 raised his head, glanced quickly at other people, and his heart became more anxious to leave the altar of the dead.

"Now that we know the way to leave the Altar of the Dead, let's get out of here now!"

He resisted the uneasiness and anxiety in his heart, and took the lead in opening a proposal.

Needless to say, No.7 was standing on his side, and No.1 showed approval, but Song Qing's small strength suppressed him, so he didn't dare to disagree.

No. 5 hesitated for a while, then looked at Song Qingxiao:

"What do you think?"

His words are quite meaningful. The concerns of No.6 and No.5 are also clear, but the life and death of everyone is in the hands of Song Qingxiao. Rather than being eager to get rid of like No.6, it will only cause Song Qingxiao's suspicion and vigilance.

It's better to follow Song Qingxiao at this time, take her as the mainstay, or you can find out what she means from her answer.

"Since I have found a way out, I naturally have to go."

Song Qingxiao gave No. 5 a deep look. Compared with others, No. 5, who was ridiculed by No. 4 at first, was the most shrewd. He had previously obeyed her instructions to stop the skeletons, and did not give birth to other extra thoughts, for the time being. Can be regarded as an object of cooperation.

As soon as she said this, Number One heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled involuntarily.

On Number One was about to speak, Song Qingxiao said again:

"but……"

With a change in her tone, everyone was flying up and down because of her previous answer.

"But what?"

No. 6 couldn't wait to ask, his expression a little wary.

Faced with the appearance of No. 6 like an enemy, Song Qingxiao seemed to smile.

In this trial, she still had some doubts in her heart.

Within consciousness, the trial task is simple and straightforward to point out the theme: escape from the terrorist camp.

Mission completed: 2800 bonus points.

She always feels that this task reminder is worthy of careful scrutiny, but No.6 is wary of her in her heart and is not worthy of her trust.

So when she rolled her eyes, her words became:

"If going to the mountain pass is the way out, after the stars reverse, where do you go?"

As soon as her voice fell, No.6 was stunned for a moment, and then she showed a solemn expression again. This is also a big problem.

Everyone was calculating the location and discussing the matter of leaving. The old man who had previously revealed some information bit his mouth, suddenly got up and fell to his knees:

"Are you warriors sent by the empire to inquire about information in the Land of Death, or adventurers? Or are you the messengers sent by God to save us?"

His actions shocked the other people who were frowning, and the old man continued:

"I know, I don't have the qualifications to ask about your status, but great and kind adventurers..."

When Song Qingxiao heard this, he had vaguely guessed what he might say next.

The eyebrows of No. 1 jumped, and the old man cried bitterly:

"We still have a lot of people of the same race, and we are still trapped in the terrorist camp. You have such great magical powers that you can defeat two-headed dogs, giants, and even destroy necromancers, just like the omnipotent god.

He nodded his forehead, and while crying, he moved towards Song Qingxiao's direction:

"I beg you, for the sake of being human, save us, save the survivors who are still being held in the terrorist camp!"

Although he was prepared, when the old man spoke, the testers all guessed the request the old man might make.

But when he heard him truly utter such a request, No.6 still couldn't control herself, and let out a loud laugh.

"what?"

He seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, laughing so much that he couldn't himself:

"what did you say?"

The old man knelt on the ground, the humble crying and the appearance of him laughing upright in sharp contrast.

"Please... we are not food, we are all humans..."

The look in his eyes on No. 6 was like looking at a weak ant, with contempt and disdain, laughing louder and tears streaming out.

The old man knelt and moved to Song Qingxiao, with a respectful expression that was almost pious, and tried to kiss the back of her instep: "Please..."

Song Qing watched him humblely move closer, frowned, and when he leaned over to kiss the back of his instep, he bent over and pulled his arm in his palm.

Wrapped in the thick black robe, his arms were like dry rods, with only a layer of leather left.

It is a sad thing for human beings to have IQ and their own ability to think.

"Hahaha..." No.6's laughter spread from the altar. No.1 and No.5 made no sound. No.7 stood behind him with his eyes closed. The thick dark green scales on her face made her real. The expression was obscured, making it impossible to distinguish her joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.

"Get up." The old man had to kneel down, but Song Qingxiao didn't bother to pull him up from the ground, "I promise you!"

"Haha...Karma..."

As soon as her voice fell, the crazy laughter of No.6 stopped, not only that he couldn't believe it, but even the crying old man and other fugitives, as well as No.1 and No.5 eyes widened.

Even Number Seven, whose face was covered with scales, her eyes closed and her mouth closed, was short of breath for a few minutes as soon as she spoke.

"What?" No.6 exclaimed, in disbelief:

"Are you crazy?"

He looked at Song Qingxiao’s expression as if he was looking at an unreasonable neurosis:

"Go back and save people? Number three, are you sick?"

He raised the volume and said loudly:

"This is the terrorist camp! We have to find the mountain exit and escape here to survive and return to reality!"

No. 1, No. 5, and No. 7 are all silent, making no sound.

Song Qingxiao's expression is dark and inexplicable~lightnovelpub.net~ her eyes are deep, making it hard to understand her true thoughts.

"Go back and save people? Save what people? Save them? They are just rubbish!" They are not even people in the real world. These people are old, weak, weak, without strength, and useless. It seems that the undead army is besieging the altar, they are not even qualified as bait!

"What's more, did you hear that, he has already said that the road behind the altar of the dead, they don't know, they are no longer useful, what are they doing to save?"

Stomping back and forth on the 6th, the fear of the undead army surrounding the forum and the situation of fleeing here all the way turned into tremendous pressure.

At this moment, even if he knew that Song Qingxiao was not easy to provoke, but he relied on Song Qing to talk nonsense, perhaps arousing public anger, and so as to vent his oppressive emotions loudly.

"It's not easy for us to escape here all the way, and we must retain our strength to deal with the next crisis!"

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