It was Jiang Zifeng and Ye Bingxin who came. They also saw Xu Huo. They jumped up and stepped forward happily, "I didn't expect to meet you here, Old Xu!"
Xu Huo, the two of them, plus Liang Shuang, made an appointment to go through the level together before entering. Unexpectedly, they had already reached the second half of the maze. He had only met Jiang Zifeng at the beginning, and they had not been together for a long time. He was randomly sent to another place.
"When will you meet up?" Xu Huo asked casually.
"Haha, I'm lucky," Jiang Zifeng said with a smile: "I got lost after being randomly picked out. I happened to run into her who was also lost while wandering around. We wandered around in the maze for a day or two and still couldn't find the right direction. We had nothing to do anyway. , just compete in the maze, I will win soon."
Xu Huo laughed and said, "I got the clue to the direction of the maze. Let's go to the finish line together?"
"Go, of course." Jiang Zifeng laughed, "I just said I'm lucky, can't I pass the level smoothly?"
Ye Bingxin rolled her eyes at him and said, "Shut your crow's mouth."
Jiang Zifeng smiled cheerfully, but didn't say anything more.
The original group of three became five. Xu Huo asked on the way: "My linkage props did not indicate your location."
They were all face to face, and the props didn't respond.
Ye Bingxin said a little embarrassedly: "We lost the linkage props."
The whole thing is very simple to say. Jiang Zifeng, a person who is not very lucky and has no self-awareness, is also unlucky. Ye Bingxin is also unlucky. He always goes up to "ask for directions" when he meets people along the way. Some people can ask, But some may not. After an unfriendly "asking for directions", they lost many props on their bodies, including linkage props.
It sounds like Jiang Zifeng is looking for trouble, but in the dungeon, this is a common occurrence, and of course he can only admit that he is unlucky if he loses his props.
"I recognize that player. If I encounter him, I can just grab the props back." Jiang Zifeng's confidence came from unknown sources, "I have a hunch that we will definitely encounter him again."
I don't know if I will encounter the person who stole the props again, but the frequent dead ends that follow are really annoying.
Especially after encountering dead ends many times, even Mu Yan and Li Cheng had self-doubt, "Could we have gone the wrong way? All our azimuth props have failed. There is no guarantee that our judgment will not be wrong."
After Ye Bingxin touched the maze wall over there, a new clue came out:
"The person with the most face cards is next to you now."
Ye Bingxin subconsciously looked at Xu Huo and saw that he had no emotional changes, and became convinced, "The clues on the wall of the maze may not be true."
However, Xu Huo was inclined to believe that this clue was true. Before that, Xue Lang should have been holding a lot of flower cards. Regardless of whether he died or left the copy, these cards should have returned to the maze.
The total number of flower cards is 12, three in his hand and one in Chen Chou's hand. If Xue Lang holds more than three cards, the total number of flower cards will exceed seven. The remaining five cards will most likely not be in the same person's hand. So three flower cards are considered a lot.
"I don't have any flower cards. Then again, what are the uses of flower cards?" Jiang Zifeng looked at them, "Does anyone know?"
"Before the maze copy is upgraded, if the first card is a flower card, it seems that you can change the camp before clearing the level." Li Cheng said: "Whether it is a black card or a white card, you have a chance to choose freely."
“I don’t know what has changed since the copy was upgraded.”
"Why do you need to change the camp before clearing the level?" Ye Bingxin couldn't help but asked: "Is the leveling still related to the camp?"
"I don't know about this. The only people who can change the camp are those whose first card is a flower card. Among the players who have passed the level, the number of flower cards in the first card will not exceed one palm. Those who can still keep it in the end There will only be less." Li Cheng said: "What's more, this is an old rule that has been eliminated."
Xu Huo was thinking about another problem. If the cards in Xue Lang's hand really returned to the maze, there was a high probability that he would run to the starting point. In other words, the number of flower cards he could encounter on the next journey would decrease sharply.
Arriving at another petal-shaped fork in the road, he said: "Same as before, each person chooses one. If the communication device cannot be contacted, those who have not found the road will return to this intersection after five minutes."
There were many forked roads in one direction, and the five of them had to spread out. In five minutes, Xu Huaneng could explore a longer and farther road than the others. By coincidence, just when he was about to go back, he found that the three of them were walking alone. A player is beating up another person.
The player was lying on the ground begging for mercy, his legs were bent at an angle that was impossible under normal circumstances, and his clothes were stained with blood.
The three standing players seemed to enjoy this kind of abuse with disparity in strength. They laughed and kicked the person on the ground. One of them even stepped on his head on the ground and said humiliatingly: "You are a weakling, you can still laugh like this!"
"There are a lot of three eldest brothers. Please spare my life if you feel comfortable... I also have an elderly mother and a young brother at home. They still want me to support them. If I die, I will die... …Please!”
The person lying on the ground with a bruised nose and face was Chen Chou. Just like when he begged Xu Huo for mercy, even if he was beaten until he couldn't see his human form, he would just keep begging for mercy without any anger or resistance - or in other words, The previous resistance was unsuccessful, but now he simply lay down and was beaten.
The three players exchanged glances, and one of them pulled out a dagger and threw it on the ground, "It's okay if you want us to spare your life, as long as you admit that you are a weakling and a loser..."
"I admit it, I admit it!" Chen Chou said hurriedly.
The speaker smiled and said, "Hey, you've learned to answer quickly... You won't lose much by saying you acknowledge it. Let's just cut off that thing on your lower body and treat you as a woman. We won't care about women."
While laughing, he kicked the dagger to Chen Chou's hand, "There is still a good arm, do it yourself."
Amid the laughter of the three of them, Chen Chou picked up the dagger with trembling hands. Not only were his hands shaking, but his body and face were twitching, and sweat was pouring out. He didn't know whether it was because of fear or anger.
He lowered his head. No one could see his expression, or in other words, no one cared about his thoughts. They just stared at his slowly curled up body to see if he really wanted to take action.
"You bastard! Can you do that?" The player in the jacket kicked him. "You're so slow and you're already a woman before you're even cut off?"
The three of them laughed again. Chen Chou, who was lying on the ground, suddenly threw the dagger at one of them, and then tried to use props to escape. Unfortunately, the three of them were prepared for it. An invisible net directly caught him when he tried to escape. Holding it, the man in the jacket who was sneak-attacked kicked him away angrily: "You bitch, you're looking for death!"
Chen Chou, who was entangled in the net, flew and rolled far away, and was finally stepped on by a foot that stuck out halfway.
