4377: C4377 Continue Tomorrow

C4377 Continue Tomorrow

Through her own hard work, Long Ling finally defeated everyone and became the victor of this round. The reason why she was able to survive was not only because of her intelligence, but also because of her strength and her persistence.

Along with a halo of light, it quickly surrounded her and sent her over to the Ancient Spirit City. When Long Ling came back, she immediately hugged Long Yan.

"Ling'er, you really did it. You won this chance to live on, let us silently mourn for those who died."

They loved each other deeply, and at the very least, they were able to be together with their loved ones before they died. This hug made the two of them unwilling to part, yet it was so precious that it made others hope.

"Big Brother Yan, I said that I will definitely succeed. How could I possibly die? I still need to accompany you as you walk down the road."

Long Yan nodded his head heavily. This feeling made him feel extremely powerless. His life was controlled by that damn god's power, so he could only follow their rules in this Life and Death Game.

Long Yan was angry and filled with endless unwillingness. He didn't like the feeling of being constantly restricted by others and he also didn't want to see the woman he loved suffer any hardship.

"You gods' game, one day, I will let you know that today you are on top, but in the future, I will trample you under my feet." You gods' game, one day, I will let you know that today you are on top, but in the future, I will trample you on on on on you.

Long Yan originally thought that he had already escaped the fate of being controlled by others. Unfortunately, he was still like this. This showed that he was still very weak.

This was Long Yan's rare worry and nervousness. His eyes were red and moist.

"Big Brother Yan, why are you crying? Ling'er didn't come back alive, but you are the pride in my heart. You are the most outstanding person, how strong are you? Tell me to persevere, even if the last breath of time, don't give up, I will listen to you." Long Ling comforted.

"En, good, good. My Ling'er is great. It's just that the battles in the future will be even more ruthless. This time, I really have no confidence in what the game's end point is." Long Yan rarely said such discouraging words.

"Ling'er, but I swear. No matter what, I will not let you get injured. If you die, I will make this world accompany you in death. Long Yan will never exist in this world again."

When Long Yan said this, his face suddenly became ferocious. He felt an incomparable rage within his heart. The emotion that was hard to control immediately caused him to raise his head and roar towards the sky.

"All of you so-called gods, listen up. If anything happens to my woman, I will make you regret it ten thousand times more."

Weng! *

After Long Yan said this, he held his head and started to feel pain. He had openly offended the gods, so he would naturally be punished. A surge of godly power almost made him faint.

Perhaps in the sky, those phantoms of the gods already knew that there would definitely be people who would not be able to endure such a death game being set up.

After teaching Long Yan a little lesson, Long Ling held Long Yan's head and started to feel heartache.

"Big Brother Yan, don't be like this. I know you are suffering. Don't be like this. Ling'er promised you that nothing will happen to us." The crowd was also moved. Long Yan's performance could be considered good. As he exploded, more and more people couldn't suppress the fear in their hearts as they roared out in rage and started cursing.

If they insulted a deity, they would completely ignore any image of themselves. These ancestor deities that were normally incomparably revered and respected wanted to kill them, who could still maintain their calm?

Although Long Ling was the final victor and survived, in his mind, he could only see that man jumping down from the seven-colored divine mist in order to break the halo of his lover. He was also not that kind of man; he was truly afraid and worried.

Following the uproar of the crowd, the platforms of the various cities started to scatter and become blurry. They could no longer see the 100,000-meter platform, and even the small platforms between them could no longer be seen.

On the side of the Ancient Spirit City, everyone started to panic again. Not knowing what else was waiting for them, Long Yan also stood up. Although he wasn't sure, there were still some things that he had to face.

"Fighting and killing, is this the end?" Everyone was wondering if those ancestor gods had heard their anger and discontent and ended this game of death.

"No, the methods of the gods far exceed the imagination of us mortals. Not only will they not stop, they might even become more cruel. All of us who have yet to participate in battle, prepare ourselves." Gu Lingfeng looked at the crowd and said.

He knew that all of his anger would not cause any waves, and he still had to face what he had to face. He just hated the mastermind behind this game of death, and if he let him know in the future, he would definitely kill someone, unless it gave him an absolutely reasonable reason.

Otherwise, Long Yan wouldn't let this go.

After the victory of Long Ling in Ancient Spirit City, the crowd no longer had any hatred towards Long Yan and Long Ling. After all, Long Yan and Long Ling no longer had any hatred towards Long Yan and Long Ling after the victory of Long Ling in Ancient Spirit City.

Everyone's mood eased a little, and the platform began to move again. They did not know what they would face next.

At this moment, Gu Lingfeng approached Long Yan and said, "Long Yan, I know you can't accept the rules of this game. None of us can, but you better not mess around."1

"Thanks for the reminder. It's rare for me to have such an uncontrollable emotion. Right, why don't we analyze it?"

"Please speak!" Gu Ling Feng came mainly to analyze the situation with Long Yan and communicate with him.

Long Yan looked at him: "Since this is a game set up by the gods, then what will be the final result? Will all of us die? For example, will my wife Ling'er continue to be arranged like this? "

Everything is fine, but I think that the battle will become more and more brutal. All of us will experience this kind of slaughter, last time it was twenty people, this time it was sixty, the victor was one, so the victor should have temporarily been decided upon in the waiting area, Miss Long Ling should have a safe period of time, and if the number of people continue to increase, it's also possible. There will be two or three matches a day, and we will have to go through at least ten thousand of them.

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