Time is flowing, and the mottled light and shadow cast by the colorful windows are outlined on the ground in bizarre colors.

Meng Busan took the lead in retracting his gaze and looking in the direction where the sound came.

Clocks are placed on the walls of the magnificent hall. The clocks move around and make a crisp "dial" sound.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed a woman with a single ponytail walking towards the man who had been silent, while the other two men were slightly closer, as if they were about to hear what they would say.

Having a title above your head means that this person's level has reached L3 level, which is nothing to surprise.

What makes people disturbed is his title.

Is the "cold-blooded assassinator"?

I don’t know how interesting this trial will be!

Meng Busan pointed his back at everyone and gently bit the index finger of his right hand.

"Hello, my surname is Lu. It seems that we are the same trialists." The woman smiled happily and greeted the "cold-blooded assassinator".

Meng Busan's toes deflected and observed the two people over there through the reflection on the watch glass.

The Lu Moumou looked beautiful and was the kind that men would not give her cold face. However, this "cold-blooded assassinator" did not even look at her more, and completely looked at her nothing.

Lu Moumou smiled helplessly, without any displeasure.

She then turned to look at the other two men.

A man said, "My surname is Sun."

Another said: "My surname is An."

The man named Sun is thin and the man surnamed An is tall.

Lu Moumou chuckled, "I wonder if you have noticed that we are all very good-looking."

She tilted her head and smiled slightly in the direction of Meng Busan, "I noticed just now that this sister is also very beautiful."

She wrapped her bracelet on her chest, touched her chin, and smiled heartily: "Is it because she is good-looking when entering this trial field?"

Sun and An couldn't help looking in Meng Busan's direction.

Sun smiled and said, "Yes, I saw it too. My sister has a first love face."

An Moumou's voice was low, "So did you pass this level by looking at it? Wow, that's great, there are two big beauties accompanying you."

Meng Busan slowly turned around.

He was already standing under the light passing through the colorful window. When he turned around, the colorful stream of light slid past him.

He faced everyone, coughed gently, and showed a gentle and cute smile, "Sorry, I'm a little afraid of being angry."

The light under the colorful window seemed to have turned into a living color, which made his skin and eyes brighter.

He was just standing there smiling, but inexplicably gave people a sense of fragility that would fall down the next moment, and his pale skin seemed to have never seen light before.

He held a small parasol in his hand, and the tip of the umbrella was pressed against the ground, supporting himself.

His appearance made the others present quiet for a moment.

Sun chuckled, "Is this too exaggerated? I feel like my heart is not in control."

An Moumou stared at Meng Busan without blinking, as if he would lose money if he looked at him less.

Lu Moumou smiled, just said in an unknown way, "It's so amazing."

At this time, the man who had been standing in the corner silently also took steps.

Sun's eyelids twitched and he immediately smiled and joked, "Sister is so beautiful, can't even this elder brother be moved?"

The man ignored his jokes and walked straight to the door on the side of the lobby.

An immediately shouted: "Hey, wait a moment!"

The man was neither too fast nor too slow, and he didn't look back, as if no one was around.

The kind smile on An XX's face couldn't be restless, and he said "grass".

"Don't let you be shameless. Is L3 awesome?"

At this moment, the temperature in the entire lobby suddenly seemed to drop, and goose bumps even appeared on Meng Busan's skin.

A subtle sound of breaking through the air sounded.

An Moumou's pupils shrank.

A white light passed under his ear, chopping off a few strands of his hair, and slamming the door behind him with a "bang".

The man turned sideways, his eyes shining with a light color, and he said coldly: "If you can't speak, don't want your tongue."

He was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a neck strap around his neck, standing on the boundary between light and shadow without any emotion.

He wore a pair of black leather gloves on his hand, which tightly exposed the cuffs and a little whitening skin in the gloves.

An Moumou was shocked to speak.

Sun whispered: "There are no murders in the trial ground. Brother, can't we go together? How dangerous is it for one person?"

The man didn't say anything anymore and turned around.

Lu Moumou took a step forward and said, "My name is Lu Xiaomeng. His skill is to become an animal of some kind. Melee combat is very useful. You will need me."

The man did not leave again.

When Lu Xiaomeng made a proof, Sun immediately followed and said, "My name is Sun Yi, and his skill is a vending machine. If food and drinks are needed, my skill will be very useful."

The man then nodded slowly and said "Yes".

An XX stood behind, gritting his teeth, looking hesitant, as if wondering whether he should say his real name and name.

Unfortunately, the man did not wait for him, but only said to Lu Xiaomeng and Sun: "Go."

He took the lead and led the two of them to open the door on the right and left.

Lu Xiaomeng and Sun Yi couldn't help but look at Meng Busan, who seemed to be scared before leaving.

Lu Xiaomeng's expression was thoughtful.

Sun Yize urged in a low voice: "Sister, please tell me your name and skills quickly. It will be easier to pass with your thighs in the trial field."

Meng Busan glanced at An Moumou and turned around again.

He smiled weakly and said softly: "No need, it will be dangerous to walk alone in the trial ground. I'd better stay with Brother An. You must be careful of the traps and assassinations here."

Sun Yi kept sighing, "Don't worry about him, in the trial field, it's the final say of a powerful person, and compassion is useless."

An Moumou gritted his teeth and turned his head to Meng Busan and said, "Yes, don't worry about me, go run for your own life."

Meng Busan was leaning on a parasol and straightened his back.

Her expression was soft and sunny, "I think I have to stick to my principles even in the trial field, so that I can be like a person."

Lu Xiaomeng was slightly stunned and asked, "What is your principle?"

Meng Busan lowered his eyes slightly and whispered: "Love everyone, trust a few people, and live up to everyone."

He raised his head again, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Lu Xiaomeng and Sun Yi couldn't help but stare at him.

How to say it?

Because of the cruelty of the trial field, such a person becomes more and more precious.

Faced with such a precious and ridiculous person, Lu Xiaomeng's expression felt complicated.

She muttered softly: "But you have to survive to stick to your own principles. People are going to die, what a nonsense to restore the principles!"

Meng Busan tilted his head, his eyes were pure, "I have been through this way, and I will continue like this."

He browsed, "I wish all of us good luck and all we want."

Sun Yi seemed to want to say something else, and a cold snorted from behind him.

Sun Yi looked back and saw the boss standing behind him, lowering his eyes slightly, and his expression was cold.

He was frightened when he looked at the "cold-blooded assassinator" above the boss's head, and his teeth touched a "Koke".

Lu Xiaomeng: "Sorry, we delayed some time a little."

The man nodded slightly and turned around and left.

There was no choice but Sun Yi and Lu Xiaomeng had to leave.

Meng Busan looked at the direction where the three of them left, raised the corners of her mouth, and then she covered her mouth and coughed gently.

He walked slowly towards An Moumou, and the soles of the pink and white leather shoes hit the ground with a crisp sound.

An Moumou stared at the marble floor where Guangkejianren was, then immediately raised his head and said in shame: "Big girl, since you believe in me, I will never let you down. Wait. Although me is less than L3, my skills are also very useful. I will try my best to protect me."

Meng Busan Yingying smiled and reached her hand in front of him, "Get up first, the ground is cold."

An XX smiled "hehe" and stood up immediately, not willing to shake his hand.

"Don't say, the ground is really cool."
To be continued...