Talk and laugh back to the lounge.

I didn't see Max and Ken, and I didn't know if they were eliminated and died directly.

Tan Xiao took out a badge in his arms and looked at it in confusion. He almost forgot about this thing, but he remembered it for no reason just now.

[Friendship Badge: Help the princess find the lost golden ball, you have become the princess' friend.]

Which game gets the props?

Talked and thought, and said to herself: "I understand... As a princess' friend, I helped her kill the monsters in the castle, so she rewarded the sword of the king of our country?"

Tan Xiao thought about it again, and felt that what he thought made sense, so he nodded: "Well, that's it."

The rest hall was empty. In addition to him, there was a man resting in the distance, with blood stains on his body and injured.

Tan Xiao didn't see anyone else, so he walked towards the man and asked, "Hey, have you got the king's sword?"

If you don't get it, you should be eliminated or the game is still in progress.

The man twitched his eyelids and looked smiling: "Ah... I got it. Did you get it too?"

"Get it." Tan Xiao did a chest expansion exercise on the spot, "It's easy to do it~~ I haven't used all my strength yet."

man:"……"

Tanxiao said again: "I don't know when it will end, and none of my teammates came out."

The other party sneered: "A group of old, weak, sick and disabled people still want to come out? Wait for death."

Tan Xiao looked at him, and was surprised not angry, but turned around and walked to the glowing square, stopped, and sat cross-legged-

He wants to wait.

Wait for the friends to come out.

...

The decisive battlefield.

Two high throne chairs sit opposite each other, and a dazzling gem is embedded on the top of the chair back.

On one side is ruby; on the other side is sapphire.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence, Bai Youwei happened to be wearing a red dress today.

Blood gushed out of the wound on the abdomen, causing a large area of ​​the red fabric to dim, wet, slowly soaking, and then flowing down the calf...

"In the final battlefield, weapons other than the 'King's Sword' are not allowed to attack the opponent, nor should they use any healing props to heal themselves." The Rabbit Gentleman said calmly, "The two kings must have already understood all the rules."

"It's very clear." Verard smiled and started his hand easily.

The long sword that stabbed Bai Youwei's abdomen was like particles flashing phosphorescent in the air, gradually dispersing and disappearing, leaving only tear wounds and gurgling blood.

And the scabbard is empty at this moment.

"Six positions that can be attacked, the chest is fatal, the shield should be on your chest, right?" Verard admired her miserable situation, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "But, maybe you will use my mentality to deliberately set the shield in other parts? For example... the legs? The seemingly useless leg is the part you care about the most? Ah... So I have been worried just now, how should I choose?"

Bai Youwei covered her wound and looked at him coldly, "You chose your abdomen."

"Well, this is a good choice, isn't it?" Verard tilted his head, and his burned face was only ferocious. "The center and upper part of the abdomen are not likely to cause death, but if it stabs the liver and kidneys, it will be fatal. Even if your body has strong self-healing ability, it must be very painful at this moment, right?"

Bai Youwei smiled coldly, and her hands covering her wounds were completely dyed red.

The scabbard between the two flashed again, and the hilt of the sword embedded in the ruby ​​appeared in front of them.

Verard had amazement on his face.

Bai Youwei smiled again, cold and joking, with indescribable emotions hidden in her eyes.
Chapter completed!