Su Mingan was wiping the sword when he suddenly felt something empty above him.
Dongxue spread out dry clothes and put them on his head to block the overwhelming rain.
Su Mingan pulled off his clothes: "What?"
"Don't get wet in the rain, it's cold." Dongxue said, "Yangxia, you will be cold too."
"Take care of yourself." Su Ming'an stuffed the clothes back into the compartment of his backpack. Since this set of clothes was wet, he had to give Dongxue a new set of dry clothes.
"As long as you don't get sick or have a high fever or something, that will be the biggest help to me." Su Mingan stuffed a new set of clothes into her hands.
He didn't expect that his cold words would make Dongxue smile brightly.
"Yeah. I know." Dongxue said with a smile: "I know, Yangxia is the best."
She smiled and pulled Suzunako away.
Looking at her back, Su Mingan still found it difficult to understand why she placed her emotions on an imaginary character.
But he shouldn't be thinking about that right now.
He turned around, threw away the blood-stained cloth in his hand, held the sword, and looked at the long white stream surging towards the other side of the cliff.
Pairs of eyes, as ferocious as wolves and flashing bloodshot, appeared little by little on the other side of the dark sky.
In front of them stood a tall and thin figure. He was wearing a white coat and holding a sharp scalpel in his hand. It was Xia Luoyang.
"Yang Xia." Xia Luoyang called him loudly at the other end.
The white monsters slowly stopped behind him, as if they were listening to Xia Luoyang's orders.
With the sound of "ding-ling-ding-ling" of the iron chains colliding, Xia Luoyang stepped onto the wooden board with one foot.
Following the cold wind, Xia Luoyang's voice came through the rain curtain, with a hint of leisurely flavor:
"...Yang Xia, you haven't got all the clues yet, are you going to leave like this?"
The most crucial clue that Su Ming'an had obtained before was a passage given to him by Ya Ma before his death. In that passage, a (1/3) was clearly written on the system panel.
This means that in addition to the key clues given by Yam, he is still missing two key clues.
Judging from the perspective of game mechanics, he believed that the remaining two key clues came from Dongxue and Xia Luoyang respectively.
…There will be no one else.
He opened the escape route in advance, so the teacher on the third day would not be within his consideration. The only key people he could contact were Dongxue and Xia Luoyang.
Dongxue's situation was easy to deal with. He rescued her and he was confident that he could get clues from her.
But Xia Luoyang...
He guessed that the conditions for obtaining clues about Xia Luoyang might be the same as those for Ya Ma. If he wanted to pass the level perfectly, he had to defeat the other party...
Su Mingan raised his head.
Over there, Xia Luoyang stood on one foot on the iron-locked wooden board, his body swaying slightly as the cable bridge swayed.
Xia Luoyang seemed to have anticipated the possibility that the chain bridge had been tampered with. He just stood on it with one foot and had no intention of stepping on it completely.
Su Mingan looked at his own status. His health bar and mana bar were already full. He put all his free attribute points into physical strength.
…He needs physical strength the most right now.
Even if the physical strength attribute points do not increase health in the shadow state, he still needs physical strength.
Physical strength not only includes health points, but also includes a person's physical endurance, resistance, weight-bearing capacity, stamina, etc. If he wants to stand to the end in this kind of group battle, he must increase his physical strength.
The sky gradually darkened and heavy rain pressed down heavily on the ground.
Facing the biting cold wind, Su Mingan wiped the rain off his face, stood on the cliff, and stared at the long line of white people on the opposite side.
The view is becoming increasingly darker.
"You don't seem to want to answer me?" Xia Luoyang said from a distance.
"There's no turning back." Su Ming'an said, "You've already said you won't help me."
"...You chose the most inappropriate route." Xia Luoyang looked at him with some regret: "If you could stay quietly in the white sand paradise, there wouldn't be so many barriers between us."
Su Mingan didn't say anything.
His birth identity was Yang Xia, and he was a doctor at the beginning, so his san value was naturally unfavorable.
He couldn't stay in White Sand Paradise any longer and had no choice but to escape, otherwise he might really be driven crazy.
"Ming." He called his clone.
His current score is 256 points, including 2 career points. He has already used 10 career points to summon Ying and Ming, so points will be deducted for their use this time.
100 points were deducted and Ming appeared in front of him.
Su Mingan threw the sword of Alman in his hand to him, then stepped back slightly with a focused expression.
He is counting the number of enemies on the opposite side.
"…Is the war about to start?" Xia Luoyang asked on the other end, seeming quite regretful.
Su Mingan ignored him and just silently counted the other side's number.
If the other party had not hidden their weakness and had sent out all the surviving white monsters, there would be twenty-six people standing on the opposite cliff, not including Xia Luoyang.
He didn't dare to bet on the possibility that Xia Luoyang would let him go, he would rather put Xia Luoyang under alert as well.
If Xia Luoyang was on the same level as Ma Ya, then what he would have to face might be twenty-six fearless berserkers whose only weakness was their necks, plus an enemy with 2,000 combat power.
The storm is getting stronger.
Su Mingan looked at the opposite side from a distance of two hundred meters, watching the white torrent gradually approaching.
The suspension bridge creaked and the first white weirdo stepped onto the planks.
"Ding-ling-ling--"
There are heart-locks hanging on the iron cables of the suspension bridge. The sound of the iron locks colliding with each other is particularly crisp in the heavy rain.
Su Mingan took the blue potion and his mana was slowly recovering.
He had used up his three spatial displacements within an hour and had no way to retreat. If he couldn't resist, he could only cut the chain bridge.
“Swish!”
Blood spurted out, and Ming slashed the opponent's neck with an extremely precise sword. The blood and the rain mixed together. The white monster's body instantly tilted and was kicked into the turbulent river by Ming.
【Exp+4000! 】
The next white monster rushed over again. Although the chain bridge was not wide, it could accommodate four people walking side by side. This was also the difficulty of guarding the bridge.
When Ming swung the sword, the white monster seemed to have learned his lesson and blocked his neck with his arms. With a "clang" sound, the sword blade seemed to be cutting on steel, making a violent sound of metal clashing.
Ming's hands did not shake. In his current state, his comprehensive melee combat power was actually above that of these individual white monsters, and the recoil force could not threaten him.
But soon, Su Mingan, who was standing aside to recover his magic power, suddenly felt an extremely strong sense of crisis.
He subconsciously turned his body and felt something brushing against his ribs quickly, causing a burning pain.
He looked up and saw Xia Luoyang, who was protected by layers of defense on the other side of the cliff, holding a black gun.
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