Xin Zhixia consciously smiled kindly and spoke softly, very cordially.
After all, Zhao Qian must have used props when he brought out identical puppets.
With this sword blow, Zhao Qian will not die.
She was just trying to prevent herself from getting hurt.
However, what Zhao Qian saw in her eyes was completely opposite to what she thought.
This unlucky player not only lurked in the dark, but also followed them furtively.
Knowing the backhand he had left behind, and appearing at this exact moment, he must have wanted to reap the benefits.
After thinking about it, how to perform became a problem for him.
Unlucky guy, cunning and cunning.
Zhao Qian was very panicked in his heart. The more he looked at the other person's smile, the more terrifying the woman felt.
Breathing in the fresh air, I tried my best to perform as if I didn't know anything.
"What are you talking about? You don't deserve to die well."
He glared angrily, his eyes filled with despair and resentment.
It looked like a person who was about to die after being attacked by a sneak attack, showing unbearable despair.
The curse words were arrogant, but he could not avoid the fact that his body was quite weak and his voice gradually became weaker.
Xin Zhixia squatted beside her and tilted her head, trying to face Zhao Qian who was lying on the ground in front of her.
"I know everything, so there's no need for you to act again. I'm just curious about the effect of your prop. Can't you explain it?"
Zhao Qian's eyes flashed, and cold sweat slowly flowed down.
Xin Zhixia raised her eyebrows slightly and chuckled, "Don't you have a chance to restart? What are you afraid of? Make a comeback next time~"
Behind the words, you are still trying to persuade someone to tell the truth.
If she were to step into Zhao Qian's perspective at this time, Xin Zhixia would realize that she was behaving like a villain.
After reaping the benefits of being a fisherman, he will be extra arrogant in provoking others.
Although her purpose was very simple, she just wanted Zhao Qian to tell her the truth.
Zhao Qian could clearly feel that the life force of this body was rapidly draining, and he was about to come into face-to-face contact with the God of Death.
Even so, he still wants to give himself another blow to make "himself" die faster.
Just to avoid exposing too much information, and also to avoid inadvertently revealing the facts to the strange player in front of me.
Xin Zhixia held the Sword of Judgment in her right hand and squatted on the ground with her knees bent, her legs spread apart and bent into a figure eight, with her toes pointed slightly outward.
Seeing that Zhao Qian was not cooperating, she looked hesitant.
Should I use charm cards?
What a shame.
At first, she used it cautiously once because she misunderstood Captain Charles as a player.
Today, there are four uses left for the day.
The future situation is unknown, so there is no need to use this now.
Even if you want to use it, you have to face Zhao Qian in the alley and get the prop directly from him.
Xin Zhixia didn't think this was a waste of time.
She takes a long-term view and is preparing to conquer the dungeon in the future.
Suppose you face enemies with similar props in the future, and the time you spend now going back and forth with Zhao Qian is an advance investment behavior that is predicted in advance.
It's a pity that the other party is currently uncooperative.
In front of his eyes, Zhao Qian's pupils gradually dilated and he lost too much blood. He was already sentenced to death.
Xin Zhixia breathed out slowly and decided to go back to the alley to see Zhenzhang later.
Before the breath he exhaled was stuck in his throat, he saw a hexagonal dart suddenly hit his face.
The sword of judgment in Xin Zhixia's hand moved as she pleased, automatically guiding and blocking the hexagonal darts.
"Qiang——"
Two metals collided, and a harsh sound was heard.
The hexagonal dart was bounced away, spinning and falling to the ground, making a crisp "ding" sound.
The sword of judgment swung by, and the tip of the sword directly nailed the hexagonal dart to the ground.
The hexagonal dart could never return to Zhao Qian's hands, and was just pinned down on the bluestone road unable to move.
Seeing that the sneak attack failed, even the hexagonal darts were suppressed.
The cold light in Zhao Qian's eyes disappeared in an instant, leaving only regret and loss in his eyes.
At this time, he seemed to be breathing out less than he was breathing in.
I don’t know whether it was because I was emotionally unstable after the defeat, or because my body had already reached its limit.
Zhao Qian felt something sweet in his throat, and with a "wow" sound, he spit out a large mouthful of blood. His eyes blurred and he lost consciousness.
After witnessing Zhao Qian's death struggle and his hopeless death after fighting back, Xin Zhixia frowned and pursed her lower lip.
She had been paying attention to Zhao Qian's every move early in the morning.
The hexagonal dart he held in his hand was stared at by her eyes that glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.
Even the bracelet he wore on his left hand was locked in range by her peripheral vision.
Xin Zhixia never let down her guard.
She was a little irritated and unspeakable about the outcome of Zhao Qian's refusal to cooperate and his lucky escape.
Xin Zhixia decided to fight quickly.
As soon as it was confirmed that the other three players were dead, she immediately went to the alley to arrest Zhao Qian.
At first, after discovering that Zhao Qian's real body was a bit dull, he considered that the puppet props might not have complete isolation capabilities.
This means that the puppet is not an independent individual and may be closely related to Zhao Qian.
The death of Zhao Qian here does not mean that the Zhao Qian over there is intact.
Now, she couldn't be completely sure, so she could only witness it with her own eyes.
Xin Zhixia stretched out her hand to test and found that Zhao Qian was indeed breathless.
After confirming, she stood up, came to the side of the hexagonal dart, raised her foot to step on the corner of the dart, and pulled out the sword of judgment.
Zhao Qian's props were discarded and can be picked up.
The dart lay quietly on the ground. Xin Zhixia bent down and picked up the dart.
She didn't have time to check the darts, just in case. She didn't put the bracelet away, but just put it in the pocket of her jacket.
A rustling sound sounded. Xin Zhixia held the sword of judgment in her hand and immediately turned her head to look.
I saw Zhang Meng standing up at some point.
The clothes on his body were torn, and there were wounds all over his body. His right arm seemed to be connected without being broken, and it had long lost its former vitality.
The two stood face to face, eyes facing each other.
Zhang Meng's eyes were red, with red bloodshot eyes all over them, and the emotions in his eyes were complicated.
Xin Zhixia narrowed her eyes, looked serious, and clenched the sword of judgment in her hand.
The next second, the two reacted at the same time.
He turned around and ran extremely fast.
It's like taking something like [Dr. Genie's Speed Pills] in advance.
The other one was stunned for a moment and waved the sword of judgment.
The sword of judgment automatically guided and headed straight for Zhang Meng's back.
However, this time the Sword of Judgment failed to defeat the opponent with one blow, and the power of swinging and throwing it gradually weakened.
Combining the principle of inertia and parabola, the Sword of Judgment also follows the movement trajectory under the influence of gravity.
Seeing that it was about to pierce Zhang Meng's back, the sword of judgment seemed to be lacking in power and gradually failed to keep up with its locked target, and the distance became further and further away.
The shortcomings of [Princess Belinda's Sword of Judgment] are revealed.
Xin Zhixia's face darkened.
