Qi Heng and the female doctor stopped quarreling. They looked at the door of the room with a cold look. They suddenly discovered a foot in the empty place. This was really just one foot. At the door of this house, there seemed to be an invisible barrier, one sidedly walking outside the house. As he entered the door, his figure gradually spread to the air today.

When he entered the house in full, his figure was discovered.

This is a magnificent young man with a flat head, covered in blood and a ferocious wound on his face. After he staggered into the house, he quickly ran to the dormitory. He seemed to be unable to see Qi Heng and the female doctor standing in the living room. He ran into the dormitory one by one, and said in a trembling voice: "Mobile phone, mobile phone... I have to report this to Haozi and Atang. Yes, report, report them, and be sure to remind them, Black Tower Game, Black Tower Game..."

With a creak, the door contracted.

"Dingdong! The reality dungeon 'One Day Before Official Player Wang Zexin' is officially opened!"

Downstairs, in the community flower garden.

After Han Yan and Cheng Zhijun turned down from the sixth floor, they searched in the community for a while, and finally found Cheng Wensheng who was hiding in a lurking corner. The child hid very well, and with Han Yan's eyes, he couldn't see where he was. Or Cheng Zhijun, with his strong back-suspended power, found a child hiding in the grass and having many weeds on his head.

When Cheng Wensheng saw the two, he quickly unearthed the wounds on his old and Han Yan's body. He quickly took out a bottle of mineral water from his bag. After Cheng Zhijun took it, he poured the wounds on his body with water and handed it to Han Yan.

Han Yan took the mineral water calmly.

Cheng Zhijun's vision was annotated on him.

After treating the wound, the three got into the car, drove out of the community, and found a safe place to stop. Cheng Zhijun concluded that no one followed him after his death and locked the door.

This is a small dark stack, a place where a clothing store of a sports brand chain specially placed clothes. After a battle just now, Han Yan and Cheng Zhijun were not seriously injured, but their clothes were already torn.

Cheng Zhijun took a white sportswear and handed it to Han Yan, and Han Yan took it.

The two changed their clothes in the dark stack, and then they first talked about the previous situation. What is very important is the black note on Han Yan's forehead.

Cheng Zhijun turned on the flashlight, and he shone the light on Han Yan's forehead and looked at the note carefully. "Three centimeters long and one centimeter wide. There is no word on the head. It feels like it is not different from ordinary paper. But... it cannot be pulled down." Cheng Zhijun tried to pull it hard, but the black note seemed to be growing on Han Yan's body. Pulling the note, Han Yan's skin also pulled.

Cheng Wensheng: "Is the enemy hiding there dead?"

Cheng Zhijun shook his head: "No, one of them was seriously injured. He entered a copy of reality on both sides."

"There is a copy of the reality in that building?" Brother Cheng said in surprise.

Han Yan's quiet voice sounded: "Yes. It is the house we were going to enter. If it grows into that house only two sides, it will trigger a copy of reality, the name is the day before the owner died."

Cheng Wenshengyi had not yet reported it. When he remembered that the owner of the house was Han Yan's close friend, he looked at Han Yan in surprise.

Han Yan reached out and pulled the note on his forehead: "It's certain that it can't be torn off. When I was fighting with Qi Heng, his note was not really stuck to my head. But it was getting close to the ten centimeters of my forehead, and suddenly left Qi Heng's hand and he took the initiative to stick it up." Han Yan said affirmatively: "This is a prop."

Such a magic note is very obvious as a prop.

"Qi Heng said... Mommy, mommy, coaxed, Heita is my father." Han Yan overlapped the sentence, and he thought for a while, "This should be a spell. This is a black tower prop. He said I will soon know what this prop is for. It seems that this prop should have an effect in a very short time. In a very bad situation... It is very close to my brain and will hinder the brain."

Cheng Zhijun: "If such an effect is really achieved, he should have applied it to me very early, when I was fighting with him."

Han Yan looked up at him: "So this one that is often bad is expected."

The two people's eyes met in the air.

The black note was too mysterious and no one could reveal it. It hung between Han Yan's eyebrows and floated on his nose. Han Yan plied the weird note. He was not clinging to the problem of this note. He turned to look at Cheng Zhijun: "It's very obvious. As we are looking forward to, the chosen ones know my coordinates and status. The four smugglers before knew that Qi Heng and Li Miaomiao also knew this time."

Cheng Zhijun: "Qi Heng and Li Miaomiao are both one of the seven smugglers who were very primitive in Tianxuan. Li Miaomiao often wears a white coat. Before the Earth was launched, she seemed to be a doctor, and now she is in charge of the role of a doctor in Tianxuan structure. I originally thought it was probably related to her previous major, but now it seems that it is also related to her superpowers."

The two looked at each other.

Han Yan: "Her superpowers are amazing. After she self-injured, she doesn't seem to feel sad, but others can feel it. But the purpose should be limited to one person. When she transfers the sadness to you, I don't feel it anymore." After pausing, Han Yan's eyes widened, and he suddenly thought: "It was just when you pierced her heart..."

Cheng Zhijun nodded: "Well, the sadness is on me."

Han Yan: "Does it still hurt?"

"She flew to another house and took away the supernatural powers."

Han Yan looked at Cheng Zhijun calmly. He seemed to remember that when the female doctor fled to Lao Wang's house, his right hand was empty. She cut off her right hand with her own hands. How could Cheng Zhijun be so sad?

Han Yan commented on Cheng Zhijun. After looking at it for a while, Cheng Zhijun raised his eyebrows at him: What's wrong?

Han Yan shook his head and said, "Qi Heng and the female doctor can find us and analyze that they have certainly my coordinate status. At the same time, the female doctor called out my name. She knew that my name was Han Yan. There were only two probabilities. First, they found a person who decomposed me. I am an ordinary person, not a big star like Yu Zheng. I have no friends in the imperial capital, except Lao Wang. But Heita clearly said that Lao Wang is dead. Judging from the feedback from Qi Heng and the others when they were just triggering the real copy to excavate, they did not decompose Lao Wang." When he said this, Han Yan was extremely quiet. He continued, "So, this probabilities do not exist. Only the second probabilities... Heita also reported my name to them."

Cheng Zhijun continued to pay attention to Han Yan's expression: "Qi Heng and the female doctor started together to analyze the killing of you, which is very important for them. But Ruan Wangshu did not come..."

Han Yan and Cheng Zhijun said together: "He is injured."

After saying this in unison, both of them were stunned for a moment. Cheng Zhijun curled the corners of his lips: "Well, Ruan Wangshu must be injured, and he was very nervous. Otherwise, Qi Heng and Li Miaomiao would not have discovered it together. They should have really not looked at each other today, just came to see the situation. But we discovered it."

Han Yan thought to himself, "Ruan Wangshu, Ruan Wangshu..." He suddenly raised his head: "Three days ago, Ruan Wangshu and Lian Yu Zheng passed the difficult mode of the second floor of the Black Tower!"

Brother Cheng: "Isn't it because of whom Heita reported the news about Brother Tom to them?"

No one knows the answer to this mystery.

Han Yan thought hard and completely couldn't think of what the Black Tower was for, so he reported the information of one player to another player without any prerequisite. He didn't do anything to be sorry to Black Tower. It was really a person sitting in a car and the pot came from the sky. Black Tower for no reason and reported his coordinates and status and name to others, and asked others to kill him.

But no matter what...

"It was limited by chance." Han Yan looked at Cheng Zhijun, "Heita reported my information to them, and there must be a time limit. Otherwise, Ruan Wangshu was seriously injured and could not come over. Qi Heng and Li Miaomiao would not be too anxious. If he couldn't wait for his injury to recover, he would come to hide us. This time limit must be very short, so short that Ruan Wangshu probably did not recover from injury, and it would end. At most ten days, or even shorter."

Cheng Zhijun also agreed with this view: "He should have been seriously injured when he passed the second floor of the Black Tower."

Han Yan lowered his head and became silent.

After Shaoyan, he looked up again, staring at Cheng Zhijun and Cheng Wenyin with firm eyes, and his voice was quiet: "Since that's the case, if it really comes to anyone... maybe I can go into the attacking tower game and avoid their snipers."

Cheng Wensheng said in horror: "Enter the attack tower game?!"

Han Yan nodded: "Yes, enter the attack tower game. The information given to them by the Black Tower is limited by chance. If I take the initiative to enter a Black Tower game, they will not be able to track me. Only time has passed, I will be completely safe. This time, only Qi Heng and Li Miaomiao came here, and it is very obvious. Only Qi Heng is attacking superpowers in one aspect. Li Miaomiao is more inclined to sponsor and is not strong. If Ruan Wangshu and Lian Yu Zheng come together next time to pass the second floor of the Black Tower, how about it... Entering the attack tower game is a very good way to avoid them."

Han Yan's last attack on the Black Tower was two months ago. He felt that with his current strength, the third floor of the Black Tower was not terrifying. And if it really didn't work, he had another king's gold coin.

If the Tianxuan structure is really launched, it will be very difficult to resist with his and Cheng Zhijun's strength. The king's gold coins cannot be used in the real world, and the turkey eggs are the same. However, after entering the game, he will have the hope of making a living.

It's really about to reach a very dangerous critical point... He will choose to enter the tower attack game.

The three of them rested in the small stack for a while, and at dusk, they drove away from here.

At night, the three of them were resting in a small restaurant. Brother Cheng found many empty water bottles in the kitchen of the small restaurant, and then carefully poured mineral water. Han Yan put his hands in his pocket, and he touched the ruby ​​in his pocket and wanted to go out. Cheng Zhijun suddenly called him: "Han Yan."

Han Yan stopped and turned to look at him.

This restaurant is very small. Cheng Zhijun is sitting on the kitchen table. Behind him are the blackened wok and the chaotic bowls and chopsticks. This situation is incompatible with Cheng Zhijun's side. He looked at Han Yan quietly with a profound look. After a long time, he asked in a low voice: "Do you have any other relatives and friends?"

The fingers in his pocket trembled slightly, and Han Yan said lightly: "No more. My parents died in a car accident a few years ago. My two friends are in the Demon City and the other in the Imperial City. They are no longer here now."

The moonlight shines through the window into the kitchen, and the air is quiet.

Cheng Zhijun jumped off the table and walked step by step to Han Yan.

Han Yanhui looked at him first, not sure what he wanted to do.

Cheng Zhijun looked at him seriously. For a long time, he said word by word: "Then we are other."

Han Yan's eyes slowly opened wide, and he looked up at the man in front of him. He suddenly discovered that he seemed to be half a head shorter than Cheng Zhijun. This interval made Cheng Zhijun see the moonlight shine in Han Yan's clear eyes. He also commented on Cheng Zhijun's dark eyes. Slowly, his heart calmed down.

Many emotions surged in Han Yan's heart, and he remembered many classic works. When the protagonist faced a huge turning point in his life and others comforted him, the various emotions surged in his heart. Many writers used one word to describe it—

Sorry and joy are mixed.

But all the sadness and joy came to him. Han Yan looked at Cheng Zhijun's deep and handsome face. After a while, he laughed out loud.

Cheng Zhijun looked at him strangely: "?" Well? This script seems to be not very correct.

Han Yan pointed to his forehead: "I just saw this note from your eyes. When you talk to me, don't you feel artificial when you see it?"

Cheng Zhijun: “…”

After a while, "Do you want to hear the truth?"

Han Yan said seriously: "The truth."

Cheng Zhijun calmly said: "It's very artificial. It's very similar to a zombie, the kind in Hong Kong zombie films, with a piece of talisman paper on its head. I'm eager to ignore it, but it's very difficult. Maybe..." Cheng Zhijun suddenly raised his hand and covered Han Yan's forehead. He curled the corner of his lips: "It'll be more pleasing to the eye."

Han Yan didn't expect that he would suddenly do such a move, and he was suddenly stunned.

The warm palm stroked his cold forehead, and Han Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he stared at Cheng Zhijun in a daze. Cheng Zhijun also looked at him.

Neither of them spoke.

The temperature became hotter and hotter, and Han Yan felt that his breath seemed to be burning and hotter. This feeling was very strange. The hot heat made him feel very unnatural, and his heart also jumped faster and faster with the temperature.

The next moment, Han Yan held Cheng Zhijun's hand.

Han Yan quickly took Cheng Zhijun's hand away from his forehead. Cheng Zhijun's eyes were solemn: "It's red!"

I saw that on Han Yan's forehead, the black note suddenly turned bloody. It was getting hotter. Han Yan touched his forehead, and the temperature of the note was getting higher and higher. Both of them had a deeper expression. When the temperature of the note reached a certain level, suddenly, a loud voice of a child rang in the room.

"Dingdong! The talisman of 'I love the black tower, I want to attack the tower' was detected. Player Han Yan successfully triggered the tower attack game. After one minute, the tower attack game will be started. After successfully passing the level, you will receive the special reward of 'I love the black tower, I want to attack the tower'."

Han Yan and Cheng Zhijun's expressions changed.

Cheng Wensheng walked into the door at this time. Seeing the two of them with their blue eyes, he said strangely: "What's wrong?"

Han Yan's eyes rolled, and within three seconds he made a decision: "I'll attack the tower."

Cheng Wensheng was frightened: "What?!"

Brother Tom Bai Zhou just said that he could choose to attack the tower, so he went to attack the tower? Is it so moving?!

Cheng Zhijun knew the meaning of Han Yan. Whether it was using the tower attack game to avoid the selection structure or to receive this special tower award, it was very confusing. He said, "Okay. I don't know when you will come back. Donghua Gate is 300 meters south of it, and there is a house. From the surface, it looks like a normal courtyard with a pot of roses at the door. I and I were waiting for you in a low voice, for ten days. If you haven't come back in ten days, we will contact the turkey eggs."

Han Yan nodded: "Okay."
Chapter completed!