Chương 38: Chapter 38 Bridge of Death
In the last three days, Liu Yufeng danced with Natasha every day for two hours in the morning tango, which made Liu Yufeng's dance art no longer raw and stereotypical, but more of a natural taste.
After lunch, the grand voyage mode is opened. A man's dream always has a part of the sea, and there is always a special charm in sailing on the vast and endless sea.
In the process of this adventure, Liu Yufeng really found players in the distance, the nearest one should not be more than one kilometer away from himself, just at the back of a material island.
Because the game was about to start, Liu Yufeng and the surrounding players showed enough friendliness and restraint, after all, no one was sure that they could definitely survive the next round of the game, which made any dispute in front of them meaningless.
Moreover, the surrounding players thought they could not be enemies with the owner of the New Life, and gradually, everyone consciously or unconsciously avoided the island of supplies in the direction of the New Life, and no one wanted to touch the bad luck of the owner of this big ship.
In the rest of the time, except for three meals a day, Liu Yufeng spiritual power once recovered in the card draw.
In the morning of the penultimate day, Liu Yufeng sealed the 3 of spades (3 in late autumn, power 3) he drew into Natasha's hand with his new ability "The Moment of Concealment".
"When in a life-or-death crisis, point it at the enemy and mime the flying card to strike my strongest blow."
Looking at the sudden appearance of the 3 of spades tattoo on her hand, Natasha kept stroking the black lines on it with her hand, knowing that it was love from the little man.
But she didn't expect that this love was just the beginning, in the following time Liu Yufeng drew cards as soon as his mental power was restored, after eliminating all the cards with the number 2, he once again drew a 3 of Clubs (Winter's Plum, Power 3) and sealed it into Natasha's other palm through the Concealed Carving.
During the last night, Liu Yufeng looked a little anxious because he had drawn the card he wanted the most after a dozen times.
Feeling that there was not much time left, Liu Yufeng began to overload his cards, and finally, when he was pale and cold, he drew the 3 of hearts (the heart of spring, power 3) that he had been longing for, and then sealed the playing card to Natasha's chest, leaving a bright red tattoo on the upturned peak.
"When you suffer a fatal injury, play dead and play the card in your mind, remember, think of playing the card to yourself, it may save your life."
Wiped his forehead from time to time seeping false sweat, Liu Yufeng said in a soft voice.
Without any pretense or words of thanks, Natasha flattened Liu Yufeng on the bed and then began to massage Liu Yufeng's body with her hands to relax him.
"Although I don't know what abilities these are for you, but you gave them all to me, what will you do?"
"I have other bottom cards, you don't have to worry."
"My man, can I call you that?"
"Call it."
"My beloved man, I hope you won't refuse what I do for you next."
"Hmm?"
On the wooden bed, Liu Yufeng's hands fiercely clutched the bedding in a deadly manner, and his whole body looked a little twisted.
With his eyes staring straight up at the ceiling, Liu Yufeng, who had taken a breath, reached out and stroked the hair curls scattered on his body, feeling the warmth fluctuate and wrap, Liu Yufeng felt that he saw heaven from the ceiling.
No, he was in the middle of heaven.
After one night, a countdown appeared in Liu Yufeng and Natasha's eyes.
As early morning came, the system prompted that there was still one last hour before the player would be transported to the second round of the game.
Took Bean to eat his last breakfast, maybe some emotions in the silence were felt by Bean, today's Bean was especially silent, always following Liu Yufeng like a little tail, it was like he predicted that Liu Yufeng was leaving.
Because in Bean's eyes, Little has been preparing food for himself, and has been preparing portions for several days.
Bean may not be smart enough, dumb as a muggle, but he also has his own perceptive, especially to emotions.
When the countdown was only the last 3 minutes, Liu Yufeng turned around and hugged Bean.
"Bean, I have to leave for a while, I promise, I'll be right back."
"Tiny, Tiny, Tiny is not leaving ....." Tears in the eyes of Bean, Bean hugged Liu Yufeng, like a child, can not leave his family, Natasha watched this scene, the tip of the nose sore, she completely understand at this moment when just landed on the island, Liu Yufeng set the first rule.
She now, empathizes.
So Natasha also hugged over, and in the last three minutes, the three people held each other tightly.
"We promise you, Bean, we will definitely come back, death can't stop us from going home."
"Tiny ..... Silly ....."
"We'll be back, for sure!"
Bean suddenly gathered his empty arms and looked around helplessly as Liu Yufeng and Natasha suddenly disappeared.
Slowly squatting down, Bean sobbed and hugged himself.
For a long time, as if he thought of something, Bean hurriedly got up and ran towards Liu Yufeng's room with big steps.
The linen clothes that Liu Yufeng had worn were placed on his chest and sniffed, and Bean wiped his tears and hugged the clothes that Liu Yufeng had worn, and his heart seemed to finally feel better.
.....
After a spinning feeling of weightlessness, Liu Yufeng, who had not yet come to open his eyes, felt a bone-chilling cold.
No, with the bone to describe is too gentle, such a temperature, Liu Yu Feng feel that in less than half an hour he will be frozen to death!
Opened his eyes to look around, Liu Yufeng found a lot of players who were also looking around like himself, still familiar with the four major races of elves, undead and orcs gathered together.
The day was gray and cloudy, the bridge was white with snow, Liu Yufeng and other players stood at one end of the bridge, on the opposite side of the bridge, clearly visible, seven men were gathered around eating stew, drinking soju, in addition to the occasional glance to this side, did not show much interest in the players at all.
No one ordered, no one commanded, the system task said clearly enough, so without any communication, all players coincidentally walked towards the seven men.
Taking this time, Liu Yufeng walked to the bridge, looking towards the bottom of the bridge, a darkness came into view, as if the abyss that chooses people to eat.
Eyes slightly narrowed, Liu Yufeng seemed to see some strange bodies floating up and down in the abyss.
No, strictly speaking, those corpses are more like drowning people, desperately swimming upstream, near the surface of the water, and then pressed down by some kind of force.
Too late to ponder more, Liu Yufeng had to retrieve his sight as the players had arrived close to the seven men.
In front of the players were seven tents, each with something placed in front of it, tables and chairs, staffs, books, and even Liu Yufeng saw a deck of playing cards.
And not far from the seven tents is a small shed, the center of the fireplace is the only warmth on this bridge, the top of the large iron pot with a variety of vegetables and cut meat, emitting a fragrance, seven men are drinking soju in the shed, and did not speak to each other.
With the arrival of the player, the seven men looked at each other, a man with a large waist drank the soju in a large bowl, turned around and wiped his chin, by the way, wiped his hand with the beard braided into two large coffee-colored braids, pointed to the notice written in black letters on white cloth outside the shed, and asked the player in an extremely loud voice: "My name is Bentham.
"My name is Bentham, the rules are right here, you can disobey the rules and strike at us directly, so it's convenient for everyone!"
No one responded to the man's words, and at the director's prompting, everyone seemed particularly self-aware.
Some regret berserker Bentham rubbed his hands and sighed, these days, the rash is really getting less and less.
"Read the rules, and tell me when you're done, which one of you will be the first to die."
Bentham finished and returned to his original seat, carrying a large bowl and said to the man draped in black robes across the table.
"Bridges, give me another bowl of hot ones."
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