Mo Xiaoyao and Leyin were both stunned

They watched as the little monsters who seemed to have eaten invincible and were so intractable just now were hit by the wind blade one by one and let out a whimper of "woohoo".

Blue blood burst from their bodies, dripping on the track, corroding small pits one by one. Only then did they know that the first thing that was spitting at them just now was not saliva at all, but their own blood.

poisonous

For a second, the thoughts of the three were almost in sync.

In Jiang Yan's terrifying sonic attack of "injuring one thousand enemies and eight hundred", the small stage was like a drug addict, shivering while continuing to fire wind blades in all directions.

In other words, this is actually a sound blade.

Under the full firepower of the small stage, the three little monsters obviously couldn't stand it. They didn't seem to have the option of retreating in their minds. While whining, they continued to attack this way.

From the large and small wounds cut by the wind blade, blue blood continued to flow out, sliding across the metallic skin of their bodies, drop by drop, following the rhythm of their bodies running. Then, when they shook their bodies, Like a sharp arrow, it shot at the three people standing on the small stage.

Fortunately, Mo Xiaoyao knew the meaning of "the trapped beasts are still fighting", and he didn't dare to relax at all, for fear that the boat would capsize in the gutter and die from the last bullet.

Under the control of Mo Xiaoyao, the small stage showed agility that was completely inconsistent with its body, dodging left and right, and swaying.

Leyin tapped the rhythm with one hand, and grabbed the fence behind her with the other, and couldn't help complaining, "Sister Xiaoyao, calm down, you're about to vomit."

Mo Xiaoyao replied indifferently, "Can the things you spit out be as powerful as they spit out?"

Le Yin shook his head, "I'm a human, not a monster."

Mo Xiaoyao, "If you don't want those things to smear your face when the speed is faster for a while, just hold back and don't vomit."

Let's play music, at times like this, people with motion sickness have no human rights.

Fortunately, Jiang Yan was very powerful. Under his terrifying sonic attack, colorful wind blades shot out one after another, no matter where the little monster jumped to, or even if they stretched their claws into the fog again, the wind blades were all shot. Can cut them accurately and make them bleed blue blood again.

As the blood on the body gradually became less and less, the movements of the little monsters also slowed down, as if it was not only blood, but also energy similar to gasoline. They don't run as fast anymore, and even if their claws grab the edge of the stage again, they won't be able to deal the same damage as before.

Occasionally, a few drops of blood splattered on the floor of the small stage, and the damage caused was only a shallow layer. It still had a corrosive effect, but at least it was not fatal.

When Jiang Yan sang "Shoot when it's time to do it" for the fifth time, the last little monster reluctantly fell under the attack of the wind blade, whining and fell down. The three of them got rid of this seemingly endless Qi Qi heaved a sigh of relief.

"Then what, let's slow down first." Yueyin was the first one who couldn't hold it anymore. His position was always behind the crowd, the one closest to the danger. He could shout out without gaffe along the way. I admire myself. Coupled with motion sickness, he now wants to throw his drumsticks and sit on the ground to take a good rest.

"You rest first, and I'll be replaced in 1 minute." Jiang Yan agreed with his suggestion, and it's good to have a good degree of relaxation.

Of course, the most important thing is that in addition to the two damaged cars before, the other cars within his sight are still struggling to deal with those little monsters, and they only have to concentrate on driving and overtaking happily. .

Tone sat down, panting heavily, holding two drumsticks in his left hand and fanning by his collar in his right. It was obviously winter, and he wore so little that he was sweating profusely, which was so hot that he didn't want it.

Mo Xiaoyao's pressure was suddenly relieved by not having to always avoid the surprise attacks of the little monsters behind her, but she couldn't rest yet and had to continue to focus on the track ahead.

Then, she wanted to swear.

Bypassing a flying carpet that had been dyed red with blood, Mo Xiaoyao didn't even look at the people who were fighting to the death with the little monster, and turned to ask his two teammates.

"Do you like roller coasters?"

"Ha!" The music sitting on the ground looked up blankly, and he couldn't see anything when his vision was blocked by the drum set.

Jiang Yan calmly raised his toes and tapped the drum kit, "It's been 1 minute, get up, change shifts." He saw that, but he couldn't hide, so what else could he do?

"Oh, wait for me to get up." Yueyin didn't count the time, and felt that it was time to sit down, but he didn't have the heart to stay still at this critical moment of life and death. With both hands on the floor behind him, Leyin's legs changed slightly from a sitting position to a squatting position, and slowly stood up.

Then, he fulfilled Mo Xiaoyao's wish to utter foul language "Fuck"

If the three of them have gradually adapted to high-speed driving, the continuous S-shaped sharp turns are nothing, and the cars that are fighting against the little monsters that cause them to drive around are nothing, then the front is visible to the naked eye. What about a one-armed slalom track?

"You mean this roller coaster" The sound of the music changed, trembling and shrill as if it were a special creature that came out from somewhere.

"Otherwise," Mo Xiaoyao glanced at him calmly and helplessly, "Don't rest, we have to speed up, or we won't be able to get up. Have you ever played a mini four-wheel drive? If one doesn't work, it just falls out of mid-air."

Leyin nodded and hurriedly prepared to start work, and then after hitting the first note, he gave a surprised "Huh".

Jiang Yan just took the opportunity to rest for a while, "Let's swing the oars" was temporarily disappeared in the ears of the three of them, and the small stage moved forward by inertia. And because the previous speed was very fast, even if it was coasting, it didn't slow down much, and it still maintained a speed of about 120 miles.

But according to Mo Xiaoyao's previous experience of 20 seconds, there are only a few seconds left before the complete stop.

Seeing that the music had started to play the drums, Jiang Yan was not in a hurry to start his performance. He crossed his hands and slowly turned his wrists, moving his fingers that were stiff due to long and high-intensity playing.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yan stood up and approached Leyin, without seeing any clues, the drum kit was still the same drum kit, but the drummer's expression became a little different.

Also the rhythm of hitting is different.

"I've become a song-playing game here." Music tone's voice is full of ecstasy, isn't it, how long does he want to change the song after the "Let's Swing Sculls" single loop for a long time.

"We can't see it here, you can describe it." Jiang Yan was still very calm, and he circled around the drum of the music, and soon found out that although he was the only one hitting, he made the small stage It showed the speed that the two of them had only had together before.

Leyin kept his hands and didn't even look at Jiang Yan. His eyes were concentrated about 15 cm above the drum set, as if there was an invisible screen there, constantly refreshing the notes and positions he wanted to hit.

"It's just a song-playing game." Yueyin's drumsticks beat continuously on the drum kit, hitting a very emotional rhythm, "A cursor will come along the track, and the drums on different tracks represent different drums. After that, as long as you hit the beat accurately, people who don’t know music can play great results.”

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows and seemed to understand that he had seen something similar to the description on his little nephew's mobile phone. Without wasting any more time, the man Shi Shiran walked back to his position, put his hands on the keys, and pressed a note at will.

Then, in front of him, there was a light screen similar to what the music said. Compared with the description that lacked logic and beauty, he still felt that this intuitive display was better.

Trying to press the keys according to the note color given by the light screen, Jiang Yan's eyes narrowed, and he immediately felt a completely different feel than when he played before. After the first few were missed because he was unfamiliar with the game, his movements became more and more proficient, his techniques became lighter and lighter, and the speed of the small stage took another step.

Under the control of Mo Xiaoyao, the small stage successfully turned the last S-curve, and in front of it was a straight and smooth road with a length of 500 meters. At the end of the road, it was the entrance of the big roundabout.

Obviously, these 500 meters are where they are used to speed up.

"You two, find a place to fix yourself, it's almost the entrance."

Among the three, only Mo Xiaoyao did not appear in front of any light screen playing the song game. She guessed that it was because of the helmsman that the light screen, speed, and road could not be completely synchronized.

"There are two groups of people in front, all of them are not followed by monsters, and the speed is very fast." Mo Xiaoyao took a few steps to the front of the railing, grabbed his hands tightly, and let the dark bass be on her chest. Swaying back and forth, "I guess your light screen is related to monsters. If you can't kill it or get rid of it, you can only keep it as it is, and you can't accelerate it."

"What you think is quite reasonable." Jiang Yan agreed with this speculation, "My song here is nearing the end, and it can be finished before entering the orbit. It is estimated that it will depend on the current forward inertia and our gravitational acceleration. "

Mo Xiaoyao nodded and didn't speak, the knuckles of his hand clutching the railing had turned white. God knows, she has always stayed away from the entertainment of roller coasters. She was dragged by friends and only acted as a luggage watcher below, and would never go up by herself.

Who would have thought that for the first time in her life, she would be on a roller coaster with her own life at stake?

The "End" music finished his song a second before the small stage was about to hit the track, then he dropped his drumsticks and quickly sat down facing the railing on the ground.

Extending his arms to the railing in front of him, he inserted his hands into the horizontal railing in a pull-up position, and then held onto it tightly. The two legs also protruded from the gap, hanging vertically below the small stage in mid-air.

If the music is not at the back of the small stage, in the way he is now, it is okay to go to the boat and be an octopus head.

Jiang Yan had fixed himself a long time ago. He went to the other side of the railing where no one was there, and looked forward with deep eyes. He had already done everything he could, and so did his companions. Your own destiny is left to the small stage under your feet to decide.

Life, or death, is only a matter of ten seconds in the future.

With a "click", the small stage maintained the previous speed and inertia, entered the orbit of the big roundabout, and rushed to the top of the highest point along the established trajectory and shouldering the fate of the three people.

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Speaking of the foggy track, the inspiration came from the orange smog warning that day. I was driving to my parents' house. It was really foggy.Visibility, terrible low.Then the world suddenly popped out of my mind, so I wrote it down happily, and there was this beginning