Volume Five Chapter 122: A New Test After Crossing the Bridge
Volume 5 Chapter 122: After crossing the bridge, a new test
Ling Jie climbed faster and quickly climbed up the cliff. Zhuge Qing was hanging on Ling Jie from the beginning to the end. As soon as he landed, Ling Jie shouted and fell to the ground, constantly
Panting heavily, Zhuge Qing moved away from his arms embarrassedly and sat down next to him.
There were more weeds and sparse trees here. The early morning sunlight filtered down from the east and fell on Ling Jie's face. Zhuge Qing discovered for the first time that Ling Jie was actually quite cute... Maybe he hadn't before.
If you look carefully, you can't find it.
"Hey, why are you staring at me like that? Is there anything unsightly on my face?" Ling Jie pointed at his face jokingly. His face was very dirty at the moment, with some tiny drops of blood all over it.
The face is dusty and a little red, probably because it consumes too much physical energy.
"Ah...are you there? Did I look at your face? I'm looking at your face..." Zhuge Qing looked at his face and couldn't help but be in a daze. He was suddenly woken up by Ling Jie and felt very embarrassed, so he
She made an excuse to say something else, but before she could say anything, Ling Jie helped her pick up the next sentence, "You see there's a mosquito on my face, right?"
Zhuge Qing's face turned red and he lowered his head, "How do you know..."
"You are too old-fashioned. Even if you are going to lie, can you please try something else? Oh...fuck! There really are mosquitoes." Halfway through Ling Jie's words, a mosquito bit him on the face.
, very painful.
Mosquito's voice: Baby, I'm clearly right in your face, how dare you ignore my presence, big brother, what the hell, let's see if I don't sting you to death!
The mosquito flew far away after biting it. It seemed that it knew how powerful Ling Jie was, and was afraid that Ling Jie would slap it on the face and kill it. This mosquito was very smart.
"Phew..." Zhuge Qing couldn't hold it back any longer and smiled. Ling Jie smiled awkwardly and said, "Look quickly and see if you're injured. I was too rough just now. Don't do it."
Take it to your heart.”
Ling Jie was worried that Zhuge Qing would regard him as a little person with a habit of eating small tofu, so he couldn't help but ask.
"I'm fine. I thanked you just now. But you, suffering so many injuries, will definitely affect your performance in the third round." Zhuge Qing didn't realize it himself, but he had unconsciously begun to care about the man in front of him.
Seeing so many bloodstains and bruises on Ling Jie's body, Zhuge Qing seemed to feel a little uncomfortable and even a little bit painful, "Are your wounds still hurting?"
Ling Jie shook his head, "It doesn't hurt. Let's get up. Everyone else is here too. Don't let them gossip again later." Ling Jie stood up first. These wounds did not hurt the muscles and bones, just the flesh. To put it bluntly, they were a little bit.
It's just painful, and it won't affect the performance of your strength too much.
Zhuge Qing took the initiative to help him. Ling Jie frowned. He wanted to refuse, but when he thought about a shy woman like Zhuge Qing, he didn't care anymore. What else did he care about? Then he thought, oh, Ling Jie.
Ling Jie, can you be noble? You have spent most of your life in vulgarity, so you can't be noble for once...
Vulgar... noble, vulgar, but still noble... Well, let's be noble for once.
Ling Jie pushed her hand away tactfully, "This injury is really nothing. Thank you for your concern. Adjust your mentality. The next round will begin soon."
Ling Jie spoke very emotionally, Zhuge Qing's heart moved, he slowly retracted his hand, bit his lower lip gently, as if he had made up his mind, and finally squeezed out a smile, "Well, they are here... One, two
, three... there are a total of twelve people coming."
Ling Jie also said, "Well, it's much better than the previous group. The number of people who passed was three times that of the previous group. That's pretty good."
While talking, Ling Jie's eyes were searching, and finally fell on Xu Da, Xu Er, Xu San... these were the three bastards just now!
"Magnetic, magnetic, magnetic..." A helicopter flew overhead, flying all the way from the bridge, and finally stopped in front of everyone. The blacksmith and the woman got off one after another.
Ling Jie and others quickly returned to their positions. A total of fourteen people were divided into two rows, with seven people in each row, arranged neatly.
Ling Jie stood at the far left of the second row, followed by Zhuge Qing. The blacksmith's voice was similar to before, the only difference was that there was a hint of joy, "There are fourteen people who passed this time, namely, Ling Jie, Zhuge Qing, and Sima
Tian, Chen Shiran, Liu Qing, Xu Da, Xu Er, Xu San, Bingtong... are very good, twice as many as the previous group."
The blacksmith said this, and everyone present felt very lucky and proud that they finally survived in such a cruel assessment! Being able to do this is something to be proud of.
"I won't say any more nonsense, everyone follow me." The blacksmith really doesn't like to talk too much, and he will never use two words to express what can be expressed in one word.
After walking in the jungle for about ten minutes, we finally came to a bare land where there was a two-story, but very large and spacious iron house. The blacksmith walked in first, and Ling Jie and others followed.
I couldn't help but take a deep breath at the scene inside.
I saw two rooms inside, connected to each other. The walls were made of steel mesh. They were similar to prison cells. However, each iron room was very large, covering more than 100 square meters. Two houses
Connected together, each iron room has only one door. It is very empty inside, with nothing but a tile floor.
"Clang..." Xu Da gasped with one foot on the iron net. Except for a sound, there was no movement.
The air here is very cold and humid. Chen Yun, Chen Dao, Li Qi, and Liu Weihua from before were already waiting here. Ling Jie noticed that their faces were all ashen.
"What is this for? Is the third round of assessment conducted here?" someone asked.
"It's unlikely. The last round of assessment should be more formal. This place is very simple. What kind of assessment will it be... You are overthinking." Another person replied.
…
The blacksmith stretched out his hands and pressed them down, and everyone quickly became quiet. "Everyone rested for five hours and had lunch here. The final round of assessment will begin at two o'clock in the afternoon. The assessment location is here."
After the blacksmith finished speaking, he turned around and left. I don't know who suddenly asked loudly, "Examiner, this place is bare, what is the assessment?"
The blacksmith paused, slowed down a little, and said coldly, "The real test is the test of life and death. The only thing needed for the test of life and death is life. Everything else is superfluous."
Everyone was horrified! These words sounded much more cruel than the last round of assessment!
(The eighth update is here, with a total of more than 16,000 words. There should be no updates today, let’s wait and see tomorrow. Thank you everyone for supporting the driver.)