Chapter 505: Iceland Shock (39)

Why are you so murderous when you don't even participate in the evening duel?

Bingyi was so depressed that he remained silent the whole way to the front of the arena. He did not expect that he would make such an empirical mistake. When he participated in the gladiatorial fight, he thought that other participating tour guides would also participate in the gladiatorial game. When he first met Yi Er, he saw that his body was as murderous as a sharp knife drawn from its sheath, and it looked like it was stained with blood. I was ready to make a move, and I was even more determined about the idea of ​​participating as a tour guide.

Who would have thought that there would be no tour guide participating except him! Well, he just subdued Yi Er, subdued Bing Er, tested Yi Wu, spent so much time on Holy Light Healing Ginseng Beard Powder and secretly marked it, and even swallowed the magic insect and killed nine bamboo shoots... Bing Yi simply doesn't want to remember what he did so stupidly. thing!

So stupid, so stupid!

He walked very fast, with such long strides that even a young horse had to trot to keep up. Seeing his brother's back without looking back, he was extremely anxious. He had been worried about speaking but didn't know when to interrupt. He was also afraid of making his brother angry if he said something wrong. He was also a little secretly happy - he didn't participate in the duel. Brother is so angry! Obviously the elder brother cares about his development and progress. People say that the eldest brother is like a strict father, but the elder brother is so worried about him!

Yiji's heart felt like he had knocked over a spice shop. All the sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty things were in his heart, and he was savoring all kinds of flavors. Bing 2, B, and 5 behind them were pushed away just now. They didn't know what happened. Now it was hard to ask Bing 1 and the others, so they could only chase after them and ponder it in their hearts.

"Xilulu!"

When Bingyi stopped at the entrance of the arena, a black Icelandic horse walked out of the shadows. It was Yu Xiangyang. He was originally lost in thought, but after seeing the guide horses behind Director B, he became focused.

The Yin-Yang Butterfly, Silverfish and Fainting Sheep gathered around Director B so quickly? Even if you lose your memory, do you still habitually focus on Director C? Sure enough, in An Xue... Who expected it? No wonder they wanted to drag him over to make such a plan.

"Hey" 'The evening duel is about to begin'

"Eeeeeeeeeee" 'Miranda and the others have entered the scene'

Yu Xiangyang exchanged a few words with Director Bing. After he finished speaking briefly, he didn't exchange much greetings. He nodded slightly and turned around to walk towards the arena - he really couldn't say much. Just now, he just said a word to Director Bing. , he felt the almost materialized fiery gazes of the Yin-Yang Butterflies poking at him, as if they were being pierced with a small knife.

Yu Xiangyang, who has seen countless big scenes, is certainly not afraid of other people's eyes. Even if he is the center of attention, it will not have much impact on his mood and mood. But tour guides and tourists are like people from two different worlds, especially the hotel's protection of tour guides' bodies. Yu Xiangyang has long been accustomed to all kinds of tour guides who cover their faces. Now he sees four tour guides and Icelandic horses with their faces uncovered. , tilted her head and looked at him, always feeling a subtle sense of restraint that she had mistakenly entered the tour guide area and that she should not be here.

It's okay if it's a rival tour guide, but Guide B is An Xuefeng's liaison tour guide. It would have been nice if one of them was a human, but they were all Icelandic horses now. The way a horse looks at a horse's face is like a human looking at a human face.

So Yu Xiangyang wanted to run away as soon as he finished speaking. Who would have thought that these groups of tourists from the west side arrived and were still mocking the tourists from the east side wantonly! This Yu Xiangyang couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately his face was as cold as frost and he stamped his hooves so much that they were in a daze and couldn't believe it. They were still confused when they arrived at the passenger waiting area.

"A top traveler, definitely a top traveler!!"

"Damn it, how could a top traveler from the East District regain his memory? What's the point of fighting!"

"No wonder the arena is located in Iceland. The Icelandic Brigade attraction is the most complete. It turns out to be the pinnacle."

"Who is he? Yu Xiangyang, Yin Qiaoqiao, Bailian layman or Tang Xiang?"

"It's definitely Yu Xiangyang! Damn it, look at the anger on his body, his bones are so hard that he kicked old Jay's face into a dent!"

"Don't care who it is, what if all four of them participate in the gladiatorial battle? Shit, can we just wait to die?"

"They're horses now, we might have a chance! Listen, I have an idea..."

"You have a shitty idea to let those little chickens die, right? They are useless cowards. Yu Xiangyang doesn't even bother to pick them to kill."

"If Yu Xiangyang doesn't kill him, we can kill him. Anyway, they and I are not on the same team."

The tourists from the West District started making noises, without caring about the weak tourists from the West District who were also present. The only three weak visitors from the Western Region in the Silverfish team turned pale with fear, and the three weak visitors from the Western Region in the Yin-Yang Butterfly team were also trembling. They were originally the weak passengers corresponding to teams b2 and b3, with the weakest strength. In order to survive, the strong passengers in the West District argued that they wanted to kill people like them!

The weak travelers in the West District were filled with hatred and anger, but they had no idea what to do. Some were trembling and praying, some were discussing countermeasures in groups with gloomy faces, and some were rolling their eyes, not knowing what they were thinking.

The participating passengers from the East District watched indifferently from the other corner, feeling happy in their hearts as they watched their despair and fear transfer to the passengers from the West District.

"Eeeeeeeeeee~" 'It's better now! ’

The three weak Eastern Icelandic horses in the fainted sheep team whispered: "Er~" "We can just watch the show during the duel later"

"Hey!" 'Yu Tuan will definitely kick them to death, it's really a relief'

"Phew!" 'Still be careful'

The steadiest of the three horses warned his companions not to let their guard down. Maybe those West End guys were discussing loudly to make them relax their vigilance and attack them with thunderous force when they get to the arena. Yu Tuan may not be able to protect everyone.

After all, the five strong tourists from the East District in the Black Angel team might still be able to survive, but the three of them are too weak.

This feeling of being like a floating duckweed, with life and death at the mercy of others, is really not good. They became depressed, and the three horses rubbed together to comfort each other.

The nerves of the five strong tourists from the East District in Team One were also tense.

"Hey." 'Is it really Yu Tuan who is participating in the competition, but why is Director Bing at the entrance of the arena? '

Arima whispered worriedly. Looking at the entrance of the arena, there are tour guides for the Yin-Yang Butterfly, Silverfish, and Fainting Sheep teams participating in the arena. Tour guides whose teams are not participating in the competition should not appear in the arena.

"Hey, hey." 'Miranda and the others haven't arrived at the waiting area yet, so we can't take it lightly'

The difference between the tourists from the Peak West District and the tourists from the Peak East District is huge. It's like a confrontation between two countries over which side has nuclear weapons.

The Icelandic horse beside it shook its head and whispered: 'Although I also hope it's Yu Tuan and his team, we still have to be prepared if--'

"Someone's coming in!"

"Miranda, it's Miranda and his team, the B1 team! Oh my God, damn it..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a commotion from the West District passengers. The Icelandic horses looked up and saw five people with slightly pale faces, but they were still calm and walked into the passenger duel waiting area. They were Miranda and his team. Behind them were two Icelandic horses, Yu Xiangyang, the pure black Icelandic horse seen in front of the arena, and a pure white Icelandic horse.

There are actually two horses!

All the West District passengers felt bitter. Before they counted the number of people, they speculated that their four teams had lost enough weak passengers and three strong passengers. The last participating team was most likely the one where no one died, the strong passengers' san value was reset to zero and their memories were restored, and the whole team participated in the evening duel. So they may not necessarily face five strong passengers, but only a few of them.

But a peak Yu Xiangyang is enough to give people a headache. Who is this white horse? Bai Lian Jushi or Yin Qiaoqiao? They all like to wear white.

What? It is impossible that it is Wei Xun, the only soft persimmon in the team?

Don't be funny. If the black horse and the white horse are one in front and one behind, it is possible that Yu Xiangyang is protecting them, but this white horse is very imposing and walks side by side with Yu Xiangyang. The hotel staff who brought them here on the way are more enthusiastic about the white horse than Yu Xiangyang. West District travelers know that the more enthusiastic these crazy natives are, the purer the bloodline of the Icelandic horse is, and the relative strength should be stronger.

Of course, Miranda and the others must know who this white horse is. But with Yu Xiangyang there, no one dared to approach and chat. Besides, even if they asked clearly, it would be useless - experienced old travelers habitually estimate the situation to the worst, and they don't have any luck at all.

"There is no absolute dead end."

Some people calmed down instead, and their eyes moved slightly.

There are twelve strong passengers in total, ranging from high-level special grade to top-level. It is not impossible for twelve people to work together to besiege Yu Xiangyang and Bai Ma in a short time. As long as Miranda and five other people plus nine weak passengers can kill five people in this time, the night showdown can be ended.

The three weak passengers in the East District in the Fainted Sheep Team are the weakest. The five strong passengers in the East District in the Black Angel Team are a bit troublesome. They were originally from the Silverfish Team. Two of them are high-level high-stars and three are special grades. Their strength is not weak.

But if the eleven people who besieged Yu Xiangyang and Bai Ma can withstand greater pressure and grit their teeth to call a top-level West District passenger over...

The eyes of the strong passengers in the West District moved slightly, and they dared not discuss out loud, for fear of being heard by Yu Xiangyang and others, and they only dared to communicate by title.

"The hotel said that 'luck is also a part of strength'"

At this time, someone spoke. This person is a top-level West District passenger in the Yin-Yang Butterfly Team, the strongest, most experienced and vicious. His face was half sunken, and it was kicked by Yu Xiangyang, and he looked terrible. Just when everyone was talking about it, he calmly called the hotel staff, ignoring the other party's disgusted expression, and reported to the hotel through the staff, reporting that the strength of the arena was unbalanced, no one could fight against the top travelers, and the one-sided massacre lost the meaning of the test.

They could not contact the hotel in the warm-up competition, but they could give feedback to the hotel through the "natives". Experienced travelers know that the hotel will not have a dead situation, but it is useless not to report it. Occasionally, the hotel will give some hints.

"Bullshit of Satan, he was killed because of bad luck!"

Some people sneered, but some people were thoughtful, and some people looked at Yu Xiangyang fearfully and asked in a low voice: "Old Jay..."

"There is no need to hide it. Everyone knows the rules after entering the arena."

Old Jay said lightly, his voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it.

"Because there is a special contestant in the arena tonight. His team is the team with the highest completion of today's attractions, so even if there are no strong travelers in the team who have recovered their memories, he can participate."

Special contestant? The team with the highest completion of today's attractions? !

In an instant, the same figure flashed through everyone's mind. At this moment, there was a muffled rumble, and the closed door of the waiting area slowly opened. The ticking of the clock rang in the ears like a dying heartbeat. All the contestants saw a bright light in front of them. It was the light from the brightly lit arena behind the door.

It was eleven o'clock in the evening, and the evening duel officially began!

"This special contestant took the initiative to participate in the challenge. The hotel will promise him a more generous reward and will also let him face more cruel challenges."

Old Jay's faint words were almost synchronized with the hotel prompts that sounded in the contestants' minds. Bright and dazzling light fell from the arena, and everyone was rushed into the arena. Underfoot are rugged volcanic rocks and slippery moss. The arena is small and without any cover. It is very empty. Once the melee begins, no one can escape. There are several people standing outside the arena, like spectators. But now everyone's eyes are on the center of the arena.

The empty arena was not deserted. A pure white Icelandic horse, like a pile of snow, stood in the middle of the arena. The light came from nowhere and floated on its snow-white shiny fur. The four golden wings on its back stretched out, as if it was melting into the light!

[Today’s special contestant in the arena—Guide Bingyi! 】

[He dies once, which is equivalent to the death quota of two people. 】

[The first person to kill him will receive a special reward from the hotel with the most completed attraction that belongs to him! 】

Plop!

The roar like a drum was the heavy heartbeat of countless people at this moment.

Boom!

The sound, like thunder and earth cracking, was the sound of the door to the waiting area closing behind him.

The evening duel melee begins!

Whoosh!

In an instant, nearly ten strong travelers from the West District surrounded the two Icelandic horses, black and white. As if facing a formidable enemy, they instantly displayed their strongest titles. Fiery flames burned, frost and mist filled the air, and the three heads of hellhound-like monsters roared and roared. , a huge magic circle summoned countless undead creatures, and the core of several powerful travelers from the West District who besieged Yu Xiangyang and Baima were all top travelers.

The top passengers are the strongest below the peak, and with the help of several special passengers, the powerful force they instantly burst out together was so terrifying that it almost lit up the volcanic tundra! But even so, no one thought about killing the peak travelers, and even the titles they used were more focused on self-protection. All they wanted was to trap the two of them without dying, so as to buy time for others.

"Xilulu——"

Angry screams rang out, and a dozen weak travelers from the West District had taken advantage of the strong ones' delay to attack the three weak travelers from the East District. The space behind the most conspicuous guide horse in the center moved slightly, and there was actually a powerful assassin-type passenger holding a dagger. Flashed out and stabbed Director Ma Bing hard in the heart!

There were only three weak travelers from the Eastern District present. The five strong travelers from the Eastern District were difficult to deal with in a group, and they were missing two. And killing Bingyi once, who had not fully recovered his memory, actually matched the quota of the two. The hotel definitely did this on purpose, just to start a fight, but no one was unmoved. Just for killing Guide Ma Bing, you will get the special reward of the hotel with the highest completion of the scenic spot that belongs to him, which is enough to make people excited. But that’s not enough to take the risk.

Director Bing is the tour guide who is connected with An Xuefeng. Behind him is the first brigade on its way back, which is the Mutual Aid Alliance of the 30th North Latitude Organization! The price to pay for killing him is too great, even greater than killing an S-level/A-level tour guide. No one in their right mind would even think about it. What is really exciting is that in the warm-up competition, if the tour guide is killed, he will not die completely!

As long as Bingyi doesn't die completely, killing him is not a sure way to die. It's good to be killed once and come back to life to take revenge. Even Yin Yang Butterfly, the great guide of Yi Er, was killed once. The guide returning to zero is just dancing on the tip of the knife. Is there any reason why Bing Yi can't be killed? The hotel has given enough preferential treatment to the tour guide, and if the tourist dies, he is really dead.

They are also attacked and killed, and weak travelers will die if they are not protected. But the tour guide will not die. He will be resurrected after his death in the warm-up match. Does a tourist who only has one life need more protection, or is a tour guide who can be resurrected more valuable? Everyone thinks subconsciously, and as long as there are too many choices, people will weigh and hesitate, and they will have biases.

Therefore, when all the weak tourists from the West District who were visible at the scene seemed to be killing the three weak tourists from the East District, the five strong tourists from the East District subconsciously blocked the three weak tourists in anger, but there was no one in front of the White Horse Guide. . Even if someone came to his senses the next moment and rushed to Bingyi in a hurry, it was already too late.

Done!

The dagger-wielding assassin appeared silently like a lurking poisonous snake. Director Baima seemed to notice it, but he had lost his memory and lacked combat experience. His first reaction was not to dodge but to turn his head to look. When he tried to dodge again, It was too late, the poison-quenched sharp dagger pierced the golden wings, and stabbed hard into a section of flesh from the back of the neck to the back.

The hit was enough to force the passenger to calmly duck and retreat. The moment he pulled out the dagger, sweet blood spurted out, dyeing the golden wings and pure white horse hair red. The sweet smell of blood was intoxicating and made him feel... A moment of trance.

He has a hobby, which is to collect and taste the blood from the heart of the prey after assassinating it. He has never drank the blood of the tour guide. Dead tour guides are always recycled by the hotel quickly. Bingyi is a very special tour guide. He opened a journey to the 30th degree north latitude and connected with the first passenger An Xuefeng. His blood is even more unique and precious compared to those S-level and A-level tour guides. If he can Taste his blood...

wrong!

The assassin woke up suddenly, why was he in a daze? How could he think so much and have nothing at all after the assassination? No, he could vaguely see a touch of tender yellow hidden deep in the wound where the white horse's blood spurted out, and in the heart. The increasingly strong and sweet smell of blood came from there!

No, no, this blood is poisonous! The assassin desperately tried to regain control of his body, but he was only a special-class passenger, so how could he withstand the poison of the silverfish. Even if the body survives the struggle for a while, the spirit cannot be gathered together again.

Poof!

Just when his body was slow to move, he felt a sharp pain in his throat. In an instant, the assassin seemed to be thrown high into the sky. Looking down from above, the assassin saw his neck spurting blood, and saw the white horse turn its head, half of its face was stained with blood, and there was a blade in its mouth. The horse has no hands and feet, but it actually has a blade in its mouth, burning fire to kill people!

It turned out that it turned its head not because of losing its memory of the battle but because of the memory loss...

The scattered thoughts finally disappeared and dissipated.

"Plop!"

A big bloody head rolled to the ground, with eyes wide open, and the assassin's headless body fell like a sack, blood splashed all over the white horse. One of the white horse's wings was pierced by the tendon and drooped on the side, like a broken-winged angel, the pure white horse hair was dyed blood red, the assassin's blood and the white horse's blood mixed together, but he did not dodge.

[Congratulations on killing someone in the arena! If you can survive in the arena, you will get double the reward! 】

There was a radio-like voice echoing in his ears, but Bingyi didn't care. He tasted blood in his mouth, the assassin's blood, and the blood from the knife cutting his tongue. The poison on the assassin's blade flowed in his blood and spread throughout his body, but he chewed ginseng whiskers in advance. Including burying corn shoots in his heart and body in advance, especially hiding a few tentacles that had mutated after swallowing silverfish and stored some toxins, all of which were prepared in advance.

He killed people, but his mood was calmer than he thought. In fact, before he was attacked and dying, he didn't have too many extra thoughts.

If no one attacked him, maybe he wouldn't take the initiative to kill.

But what does it matter if he killed someone?

He didn't think of some hypocritical legitimacy of killing, but someone taught him that there should be a limit. That person is gone, and the limit must be measured by himself.

But is it meaningful to measure?

He was originally a dying person, his parents and brother were not around, and the people he cared about couldn't see what happened tonight, and no one would care. Someone wants to kill him, he kills back, he kills for reward, he kills to challenge the strong, all of which are killing. Five people will die in the arena tonight.

Bingyi's ears moved slightly, the most intense battle zone was deafening, he couldn't hear Wei Xun's voice, and he didn't turn his head to look at him.

But the knife in his mouth was lent to him by Wei Xun before entering the waiting area.

They didn't say anything, and their eyes didn't exchange, but it seemed that they had a tacit understanding and understood each other. It was like Wei Xun knew he was going to kill someone tonight.

Whether it was passive or active, why he killed, he had his own choice, he didn't interfere.

Just lend him the knife.

The knife is a murder weapon. As the original owner of the knife, he took the initiative to lend the knife. As a policeman, he should know what this means. However, he quietly intervened in this killing, chose to become his accomplice, and will also share the responsibility and consequences of killing with him.

What is he trying to do?

How can it be so good?

Until now, Bingyi still has doubts, but his thoughts are fleeting, and his heart is faintly warmer. He no longer thinks about it, and runs at full speed. From killing the assassin to running to the strongest of the group of West District passengers who attacked and killed three weak passengers, the golden wings on his back stretched and folded, sharp as a knife, reflecting a distorted and unbelievable face of fear.

Bingyi's heart is boiling with blood, and the belated excitement of wandering between life and death is like an electric current passing through his body, breathing rapidly, and strangely excited.

He will kill again tonight!

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