: 661 survival game invitation

"Call...call..."
In the cold night, in the Fangfang's room, Elquit once again occupied the bed, lying in the bed, very sweet sleep, so that the breathing sound rhythmical ups and downs.
Sitting in the chair on the side, the same eyes closed, seemingly sleeping in this position, breathing is not as obvious as Elquit, but very calm, just like it is already dead, I wonder if it will not wake up at all.
The moonlight came in from the window and shrouded the sleeping teenager and the princess.
Obviously, this evening, the party is not planning to go out to hunt the dead.
Due to what happened today, the action tonight was temporarily cancelled and changed to rest.
Although this is likely to increase the number of deceased people this night, the situation of Cute Erquitt has just stabilized. If you don't take advantage of this time to recover, then it is still inappropriate.
In addition, everyone has been out at night for the past few days, until they are almost at dawn. They have their own things during the day. They can't just sleep in bed, leading to insufficient sleep every day. So, find a good time. It is also necessary to take a break.
Therefore, the action tonight will be cancelled.
In view of this, Fang Li, Elquit and even Yuan Ye Zhigui fell asleep early.
If nothing unexpected, the three should not wake up until dawn.
However, at some point in the middle of the night, Fang suddenly opened his eyes.
Dark eyes, flashing.
Then, the side turned around and looked at the direction of the window.
The next second, I saw it in the square.
On the window of his room, a crow is parked there.
Cyan crow.
Just as the moment he turned his head, the blue crow looked up and looked over.
Just like having wisdom, a pair of crow's eyes that are full of intellectuality but have no feelings are printed in the eyes of the party.
That way, it’s like saying that
"I am here"
"Hey..."
Not long after, the blue crow flapped its wings, fluttering high, flying out of the window, and flew straight outside the far field home.
See you, where can you still understand what is going on?
"Inviting me?"
Grinning, Fang Lie squinted at the bed and screamed, and asked him to get up, silently plucking out of the room, leaping in the direction of the crow, disappearing into the squat In the night.
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The dead air, like the breath of hell, makes the surrounding area seem to have been sinking into the bottom of the bottomless cliffs, leaving no trace of life.
The industrial area under the night is like a complete rejection of the breath of the stranger, so that no one can get close.
Here is a group of people who used to trace Nero's "snake" to the dead, and finally encountered a large number of dead obstructions, thus losing the whereabouts of the "snake".
In this place, the crows of blue appeared suddenly in the darkness of the place where the moonlight could not reach, flapping their wings and flying into the construction site.
Finally, it fell on the shoulders of a man in a coat and integrated into it.
"laugh…"
Almost at the same time, the faint sound of the air broke.
A black shadow flew like a bat, approaching at an amazing speed and falling to the site.
"Snapped…"
A down-to-earth voice.
Fang Li fell from the air, stood in front of the construction site, looked up and looked at the tall man in black.
"come yet?"
Nero turned and greeted the sight of the party.
"I thought that if you were alone, you would not come here."
Nero's words without the slightest provocative tone are only scornful in the square.
"If it is an invitation to the banquet, then it is natural to bring a partner." Fang Li said with a smile: "Unfortunately, if it is an invitation to survive the game, then naturally it will be a single shot, and finally it will be seen." Who is the deer dead?"
With that said, the look of Nero’s eyes in the party has become deep.
Because, Fang Li can feel that the high-ranking dead, who is ranked tenth among the 27 ancestors, has an unclear atmosphere.
That feeling, like a puppet, can only be arbitrary.
Coupled with the fact that Nero is still alive, the party is indifferent.
"So, has it been taken away?"
Nero did not respond to the words in the party.
Nero just said this in a very indifferent way.
"It is not me who invites you to come here, but another person."
Leaving this sentence, Nero would like to complete his own task, and he would retreat to the side.
Behind it, I don’t know when there was a figure.
"boom!"
At the moment when the figure appeared, the other side slammed into the earth, and the figure was turned into an arrow of the string. At an astonishing speed, it violently turned to the side.
The fang-like knife was held in the palm of his hand.
"Hey!"
With the sound of a crisp crossfire, the sharp dagger collided with the knives of the knives, igniting a strong Mars.
I saw that I didn’t know when I would hold the dagger-like dagger, and I would aim at my own eyes and block the knives that were opened by the supersonic spurs, so that the arcs on the blade would reflect. From the beginning, it illuminates a pair of eyes in the square.
Mars, bursting in front of the square, is very intense.
Fang Fang turned it into nothing, just letting his eyes pass through the rising Mars and looking at the knives of the knives.
"I finally met."
The dead of the "snake", who carries a cold breath, is constantly exerting strength on one side, and reveals a malicious smile to the side.
"The seven nights of the living."
The same malicious words, like the chill of the back of the human body, passed into the ears of the square.
Fang Li still looked directly at the cold man in front of him, his expression was extremely calm from beginning to end.
"Are you a "snake"?

Fang Li licked his own eyes, smiled slightly, so open.
"Or, should I call your real name?"
"Michal-Roya-Baldam Yang."
The sound in the square was as clearly passed into the other's ear.
It was introduced into the ear of the dead named Roya.
"I invited me here, and I made such an interesting greeting to me. Then you should know, then, what can we do is only one thing left?"
Fang Li mouth slowly swelled, so loud.
"Inferior fraudsters."