I made myself the protagonist

The screams of Zhao Sicheng and others, the raised corners of Xiao Yi's mouth, and the minced meat that originally splashed into the air suddenly seemed to be slowed down several times at this moment, and finally, they slowly stopped.

Zhao Sicheng's eyes widened in surprise. Not only him, but everyone present was very conscious, but their bodies were completely unable to move. Everyone clearly felt that time was frozen at this moment.

At the same time, a large shimmering and beating strange substance similar to black and white snowflakes appeared on Ren Yao's wound.

These substances seemed to be guiding the passage of time. Immediately afterwards, the minced flesh tissue and the bullet that entered the wound quickly regressed along the original trajectory. The strange scene in front of them was like a video being dragged backwards by dragging the progress bar.

Incredible.

Xiao Yi watched helplessly as the bullet quickly retracted from his gun, and Ren Yao, who had been killed by him just now, survived. What had clearly happened before seemed to have been completely erased.

Several iron thorns mixed with black mist shot out from the dense forest and headed straight for Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi was caught off guard and quickly retreated, dodging the successive attacks from the opposite side, while at the same time pulling the trigger again in the direction of the attack.

Deep in the dense forest, Shen Tinglan and Su Li, whose eyes were glowing with blue light, slowly walked out.

The iron thorns formed a barrier, blocking the bullet's attack. Although the injury had not fully recovered, Shen Tinglan's attacks were fierce and sharp, hitting the opponent's vital points without any intention of leaving him alive.

In particular, Shen Tinglan and Tang Yao had not completely lost consciousness before. After Zhao Zhengxun showed up to deal with the two Stuarts, Ling Yun quietly told the three of them that Su Li should stay on the grounds of taking care of his companions.

Arrive a little later to avoid all players being wiped out in one fell swoop.

The blue color in Su Li's eyes faded, and her body staggered twice. What she had just used to save Ren Yao was the reverse deduction of her second skill of mind mimicry.

When something is about to happen, or is destined to become a fact, the two points of "past" and "future" coincide on the time axis in the four-dimensional space, and the reverse transfer on the time axis can be realized, that is, time

Backflow.

However, the amount of mental energy required to construct this theory is extremely huge. Even Su Li's current limit is only about 0.5 seconds. And after using this ability, she will no longer be able to activate mind mimicry until the mission

Only when you return to the base at the end can you regain your mental strength.

"Brother Ling!" Tang Yao burst into tears and ran quickly towards the direction of the ancient well. And because Xiao Yi was forced to retreat, the restrictions on everyone were gradually lifted.

The moment he regained his strength, Lin Yuanqi rushed to the well, picked up the rope on the ground and tied it around his waist. Without saying a word, he jumped into the well.

Tang Yao held the wall of the well with both hands. When she saw the traces on the grass not far away and the shocking blood stains at the mouth of the well, she felt her heart hurt as if it had been burned. She, who had always shown a strong image, finally felt

Unable to bear it, I broke down and burst into tears.

Soon, Lin Yuanqi emerged from the well.

"How's it going? Have you found the person?" Zhao Sicheng lay eagerly at the mouth of the well, wishing he could jump in himself.

"This well is too deep. It's pitch black under the water, and there are a lot of hair-like things entangled in my hands and feet. I can't see the surroundings clearly. Throw me a flashlight!" Lin Yuanqi responded.

Upon hearing this, Tang Yao immediately opened her backpack in a hurry, found a flashlight inside and threw it into the well.

Lin Yuanqi turned on the flashlight and looked around, and saw numerous scratch marks and some broken nails embedded in the gaps near the well walls.

There were layers of moss floating on the surface of the water. He was almost nauseated by the rancid smell from the well. But looking at Tang Yao with red eyes and thinking of Ling Yun whose life or death was uncertain, Lin Yuanqi took a deep breath again. I suppressed my nausea and dived into the water.

Su Li glanced at Ren Yao, Zhao Zhengxun and others, and said sternly: "It's useless for you to stay, if you don't go and help Shen Tinglan!"

Ren Yao's eyes turned red and he silently caught up with Shen Tinglan. Zhao Zhengxun and his party stayed at the well for a while. Seeing that Lin Yuan had dived seven or three times to no avail, they followed him together.

Several black shadows shuttled rapidly through the dense forest.

Under the siege of many people, as time passed, Xiao Yi's ability had reached its limit. Without the support of Stuart and Mars, he could only continue to fight when facing the siege of Shen Tinglan and others. Use teleportation props to transfer and try to distance yourself from the opponent.

However, with Park Minjun's shadow, no matter where he hides, he will be found by others soon. And Han Xianzhen's spiritual mirror makes him unable to hide.

No one gave Xiao Yiren any room to survive. For Zhao Zhengxun, such a mysterious and vicious enemy must be eradicated; let alone Shen Tinglan and Ren Yao who witnessed each other murdering Ling Yun.

Finally, after arriving at a cliff, Xiao Yi stopped.

He glanced at the bottom of the cliff below, where he couldn't even see his fingers, and turned to look at Shen Tinglan and others. At this moment, Xiao Yi's body was covered in scars. His left arm was entangled by iron thorns during his escape and he encountered an anti-gravity field at the moment. It had been crushed into bloody mud; there were flesh wounds all over his body from the battle.

Xiao Yi wiped the scar on his cheek with his remaining right hand and couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick the blood on his fingers. Although he was forced into a desperate situation, the smile on his face never disappeared.

"You probably don't have any last words." Shen Tinglan stepped forward slowly. Although his tone was calm, a cold and sinister resentment filled his whole body. In the darkness, his eyes were completely filled with blood red, like a ghost in hell. Evil ghost.

Shen Tinglan's voice was hoarse and she said every word in a deep voice: "You killed my best friend. I swear that I will get it back from you a thousand times more painfully than that."

"He asked for it all! I feel very happy to kill him, hahahaha..." Xiao Yi smiled wildly and raised his head, and happened to meet Shen Tinglan's eyes.

His heart trembled inexplicably, and for a moment, Xiao Yi felt as if time around him had stopped.

The terrifying aura emanating from Shen Tinglan's body hit her face like an overwhelming force. When facing him, she felt as if she were facing an abyss, and her heart seemed to be filled, pressed, and hooped so tightly that she couldn't even breathe.

At this moment, Shen Tinglan's deep and dangerous eyes were staring directly at him. In the past, he had always stared at the prey waiting to be slaughtered like this, but Xiao Yi never thought that he would be reduced to what he is now.

He could feel that Shen Tinglan and others wanted to tear him apart immediately. The strong murderous intention and abyss-like aura of despair - it was overwhelming anger and hatred.

Dozens of iron thorns instantly penetrated Xiao Yi's limbs and lifted him into the air. Shen Tinglan did not attack his vital points. As he said before, he wanted to return all the pain Ling Yun had suffered to him. .

Thorns were like living worms, burrowing into Xiao Yi's body along his ears, mouth, nose, and eyes.

Under the severe pain, Xiao Yi couldn't help but whimper in pain, but his lips were immediately sewn up by iron thorns, making him unable to make any sound. The blood slowly flowed down along the iron thorns, but was quickly absorbed.

Thread-like traces protruded under Xiao Yi's skin. These thorns were very thin and trembled little by little, peeling off his skin and muscles, but they would not kill him immediately.

Alessa's joyful laughter rang in her ears. For her, human blood and pain were the best nutrients.

Ren Yao couldn't help but look at Shen Tinglan. He never thought that the other party would use such cruel methods to torture his enemy.

Under the gaze of everyone, Xiao Yi's remaining limbs were gradually decomposed by iron thorns, leaving only his bare torso, which was penetrated and hung in the air. Due to excessive blood loss, Xiao Yi's body twitching became smaller and smaller. During the torture, Under the torture, it was not until ten minutes later that he lowered his head as he was dying.