1,

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Wen Qing's back, and Li Siwen's sudden disappearance was indeed premeditated...

He couldn't help thinking, how much did Zhou Zhou know?

How is Sikong now?

...

"Dong dong." The door was knocked again.

"Aren't we going to cooperate and leave here?" Zhou Zhou said with a smile, as if he was coaxing a child, and said slowly, "Be gentle and open the door."

Wen Qing stepped back, clenched her palm tightly, and tried her best to say in a normal tone, "I'm going to sleep."

"Good night."

Hearing this, Zhou Zhou burst out laughing, and said in a low voice, "Qingqing really won't lie."

Obviously his voice trembled with fright.

Wen Qing stared at the door, holding her breath.

One second, two seconds, three seconds…

Suddenly, the door lock turned.

Then Zhou Zhou's regretful voice sounded outside the door: "I can't get in."

Wen Qing was so frightened that her feet were soft, and she was very glad that she locked the door just now.

"Do you really not open the door gently?" Zhou Zhou knocked on the door lightly, rhythmically, and then said, "I brought you milk tea."

Wen Qing squatted beside the bed, her hands tightly wrapped around her knees, she didn't dare to move, for fear of making a sound.

Without waiting for a response, Zhou Zhou sighed.

Soon, there were footsteps leaving from outside the door.

Wen Qing opened her eyes wide and watched the shadow from the crack of the door disappear before she let out a sigh of relief and slumped on the ground, her beating heart unable to calm down for a while.

Before he could slow down, footsteps sounded outside the door again.

"Dong dong dong."

Wen Qing was so scared that her eyes were wet, and the outline of the door was blurred by tears.

His eyelashes trembled, and he didn't even dare to blink, staring at the door tightly.

"Open the door."

The voice was low, the voice of Sikong.

Wen Qing sniffed and slowly got up from the ground, because his feet were still soft, his movements were slow.

The person outside the door seemed impatient, and said two more words: "It's me."

Wen Qing blinked away the tears in her eyes, and said with a crying voice, "Immediately."

"I-I can't move."

Suddenly, there was a chuckle outside the door.

Wen Qing's movements paused, he had never heard Sikong Xiao.

Is it so funny that he can't walk?

Walking to the door and holding the door handle, Wen Qing couldn't help but ask, "Are you really Sikong?"

"Otherwise?" said the man outside the door.

Wen slightly frowned, it was indeed Sikong's voice.

Zhouzhou is not such a voice.

He exhaled, thinking to himself, he was really scared by Zhou Zhou, and even Sikong's voice was suspicious.

Wen gently pressed the door handle: "how do you—"

He slowly opened the door, and after seeing the person outside the door, his voice stopped abruptly.

Zhou Zhou stood in front of him smiling and said slowly, "It's me, gently."

His voice was still that of Sikong.

Wen Qing's body froze, and quickly wanted to close the door.

Zhou Zhou raised his hand against the door in an instant, and half of his body got in. He tilted his head and stared at Wen Qing's face with deep eyes.

Wen Qing's strength was not strong at first, and he was so frightened that his hands and feet were weak at this moment, and he was no match for Zhou Zhou. In the blink of an eye, the door was pushed open, and he fell to the ground.

Zhou Zhou walked into the bedroom, locked the door gently, and turned around slowly.

He lowered his head and glanced at Wen Qing's body inch by inch.

Wen Qing put her hands on the ground, her little face was pale, only her eyes were red, her eyelashes were soaked with tears, and they were wet into strands, hanging down sullenly, looking very pitiful and very attractive.

Zhou Zhou took a step forward, and Wen Qing's body trembled slightly.

Zhou Zhou laughed softly, stopped by Wen Qing's hand, squatted down, looked at his slightly trembling lips, and said with a smile, "What's wrong with Wen Qing?"

"Hey, I'm here to bring you milk tea."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Zhou stretched his left hand holding the milk tea under Wen Qing's eyelids, and put the straw to his mouth.

Wen Qing pursed her lips and tilted her head in a panic.

He bent his feet and shrank back, and soon his back reached the foot of the bed.

"I don't like drinking it gently," Zhou Zhou sighed softly, retracted his hand, took a sip of milk tea, and then threw the milk tea to the ground, "It's not very tasty."

Zhou Zhou asked casually, "Which shop's milk tea do you like gently?"

"Tea Baidao? Hey Tea? Or Lele Tea?"

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she glanced at the milk tea thrown to the ground, not listening to what Zhou Zhou was saying.

The cup of milk tea on the ground is not a cup of brewed milk tea, but a freshly made milk tea sold by a chain store.

But... there is no machine for making milk tea in the villa, and there is no cup of this brand.

Seeing Wen Qing staring at the milk tea on the ground, Zhou Zhou laughed: "Don't you realize it yet?"

"How stupid..."

"This villa... it's a dream come true."

Wen Qing suddenly raised her head and said in a trembling voice, "What, what?"

"Otherwise, how do you think I deceived Sikong?"

Zhou Zhou raised his eyebrows and leaned in front of him: "Kiss, I'll tell you everything, okay?"

Wen Qing leaned back, trying to distance the two of them.

Zhou Zhou laughed, pinched Wen Qing's cheek, lowered his head slowly, pressed against the tip of his nose, and rubbed it softly and ambiguous.

Breathing intertwined, Zhou Zhou closed his eyes with enjoyment, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's soft and fragrant."

Wen Qing was so frightened that her tears couldn't stop flowing down: "I, I didn't take a bath..."

Zhou Zhou curled the corners of his lips and kissed his face suddenly.

Wen Qing didn't dare to move, closed his eyes, tried to comfort himself, kissed his face, he didn't wash his face.

Zhou Zhou pecked his face twice, then slowly raised his hand and twirled his soft and gentle hair: "The disappearance of the blood at the door, the door damaged by the three-headed dog, the restoration of the floor, etc., are not because the villa is repairing itself. "

"It's what we want."

"Isn't there anything strange in the light? Why did you find your medical kit in the kitchen? Because you were looking for it in the kitchen... So it appeared in the kitchen."

Wen Qing's body trembled, but her thoughts suddenly became clear.

So the underwear at the beginning, the biscuit milk that appeared in the bathroom, and Zhou Zhou's voice just now...

Then can he... teleport directly to Sikong's side?

Zhou Zhou could see what he was thinking at a glance, and his tone was soft, as if he was whispering in a lover's world: "Of course, there are limits."

"I've already tried it lightly. Things like teleportation, weapons, etc. don't work. This villa is on the side of human players and will only meet some harmless needs."

"For example...change your voice." Zhou Zhou's voice sounded in Wen Qing, and suddenly turned into the voice of Yu Xing.

Zhou Zhou asked with a smile, "Is it very interesting?"

"Whose voice do you like more gently?"

Wen Qing dared not speak.

"You must like my voice the most, right?" Zhou Zhou smiled and resumed his original voice. "For example, in this room, before the vote tomorrow night, Yu Xing and Sikong will not be able to come in, so we—"

Guessing what Zhou Zhou wanted to say, Wen Qing covered his mouth.

Zhou Zhou rolled his eyes, grabbed his wrist, slowly bit his palm, and then licked the biting place ambiguously: "Gentle, everything in your heart is a house, it's about thinking, not talking."

Wen Qing's eyes widened, he immediately retracted his hand, and wiped the corner of his clothes with all his might.

His expression was too obvious, Zhou Zhou let out a low laugh and let go of his wrist: "Why don't you open the door lightly and try?"

Wen Qing got up tremblingly and took a step towards the door. Seeing that Zhou Zhou really didn't stop him, he quickly ran to the door and pressed the door handle.

Locked, can't open, can't get out.

Wen Qing pursed her lips, thinking that she and Zhou Zhou would be alone for more than ten hours, and her tears flowed even more fiercely.

After a while, he heard Zhou Zhou approaching.

A pair of big hands wrapped around his waist, Zhou Zhou leaned his face against his neck, and took a deep breath: "Gentle, we can leave here together when only Sikong is left after the suffocation penalty tomorrow. already."

Wen Qing burst into tears, feeling that she could not survive tomorrow.

Suddenly, Zhou Zhou turned his head and kissed his chin. It didn't take long for Wen Qing to feel the other's sticky and slippery tongue, and slowly wiped his cheek, took a bite, and swept his eyes again, twirling gently. Son.

"It's so sweet..." Zhou Zhou sighed in a low voice.

Wen Qing's lips trembled even more, he thought with tears in his eyes, you, you are a pervert...

The corners of his clothes were lifted, and the soft flesh around his waist was gently pinched.

Wen Qing trembled involuntarily, just when Zhou Zhou was about to go further, the sound of the system suddenly sounded in the villa.

[Find, find, find friends,

find a good friend,

Smile and nod,

You are my good friend. 】

After singing the children's song twice, the system said coldly: [The three-headed dog father has appeared. 】

[The father of the three-headed dog is very angry. 】

[Players please be careful, players please be careful. 】

2,

Wen Qing burst into tears, and before Zhou Zhou left, another Lord of Hell came.

Is today destined to be his death date?

Just thinking about it, the three-headed dog's heavy breathing and low roar suddenly came from the corridor outside the door.

Wen Qing whimpered, and in the next second, Zhou Zhou covered his mouth and snorted softly, motioning him to keep quiet.

"Bang, bang, bang—"

The footsteps went from far to near, getting heavier and heavier, mixed with the splashing sound of the ground breaking.

After a while, he stopped outside the door.

"Zila—" Claws scratched on the door, making a creepy sound.

Zhou Zhou's face changed, and he immediately pulled Wen Qing back, protecting the person behind him.

"Roar!"

With a low growl, the door was violently smashed.

The huge body of the three-headed dog broke through the narrow door frame in an instant, and hurriedly squeezed into the door, three pairs of blood-red eyes stared straight at Wen Qing, drooling.

Wen Qing's eyes were hazy with tears, and her mind was blank.

The three-headed dog father came to find him, and he couldn't hide at all.

But... this three-headed dog dad looks exactly the same as the three-headed dog.

Soon, Wen Qing realized his mistake.

"Sit down." A familiar voice sounded outside the door.

The three-headed dog roared twice, with its hind legs bent and its front paws erect, it sat down obediently, but its eyes were still fixed on Wen Qing.

Wen Qing didn't look at it, and looked up at the person behind the three-headed dog.

Ji Yu stood on the broken wooden door, smiled and looked at them politely.

He was wearing the same outfit he had left a few hours ago without any change, as if he had never left the villa.

Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat, remembering the previous conversation between Ji Yu and Yu Xing.

[Maybe the parent is very reasonable and won't do anything, so the system didn't say anything later. 】

[It is also possible that the so-called parent is busy doing some ulterior motives. 】

Ji Yu is the father of the three-headed dog.

The so-called sensible reason is because he hadn't had enough fun at the time and wasn't ready to start...

Zhou Zhou also realized this, and his face darkened instantly.

Seeing this, Ji Yu smiled and said softly: "I also want to thank you for casting me out."

"Otherwise, Wen Qing will suffer tonight."

Wen Qing's tears rained as follows, thinking to herself, what is otherwise...

Don't you have to suffer if it falls into your hands...

"Wen Qing, come here." Ji Yu said.

Hearing his name, Wen Qing's body trembled slightly.

Zhou Zhou grabbed his wrist and said coldly, "Don't go there."

"He's not a good man."

Ji Yu asked back, "are you?"

The three-headed dog raised its head and howled, as if to echo Ji Yu.

Zhou Zhou sneered: "I am a person anyway."

"Really," Ji Yu glanced at Wen Qing's pale face and said calmly, "I don't think Wen Qing feels that way."

Zhou Zhou looked gloomy and took a step forward.

The three-headed dog roared loudly, and the three heads bared their teeth at the same time, revealing sharp, penetrating canine teeth.

Zhou Zhou's expression didn't change, he looked at Ji Yu coldly.

Ji Yu lifted his eyelids and said lightly, "I can't touch you."

"But Wen Qing is different."

After speaking, he raised his hand casually.

Suddenly, Wen Qing's body vacated, and was pulled in front of Ji Yu by an invisible force.

Zhou Zhou stepped forward quickly, and the three-headed dog slumped on the ground, directly blocking his path with its huge body.

"Do you want to stay here until tomorrow night, or shall I take you out of this bedroom?" Ji Yu lowered his eyes and looked into Wen Qing's eyes, still with a warm smile on his face.

Wen Qing only felt scared, he pursed his lips tightly, not daring to speak.

Ji Yu said casually, "You can't leave here alone."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and he lifted his foot tremblingly. Before his toes touched the door, he felt a force preventing him from leaving the bedroom.

The inability to leave the bedroom has nothing to do with the presence of the door.

He gritted his teeth, if he didn't leave here, Zhou Zhou would definitely do something.

After leaving here, Ji Yu might also do something to him, but the system gave a hint...

Thinking of this, Wen Qing stopped, stopped, and looked at Ji Yu with tears in her eyes.

"Good boy." Ji Yu raised his hand slowly, motioning him to hold it.

Wen Qing didn't dare to hold hands, and only carefully pulled on his sleeve.

Ji Yu let out a low laugh, raised his feet and walked out the door.

Wen Qing tried to move forward, but the power that blocked him just now disappeared.

He hurriedly left the bedroom, let go the moment he went out, and turned to run.

However, his movements were far less fast than Ji Yu's. As soon as he opened his legs, his wrist was tightly held by the opponent.

Ji Yu tilted his head and said to Zhou Zhou indifferently, just like the previous few times, "I'll take Wen Qing away first."

As soon as his voice fell, the broken door returned to its original shape, separating the two sides.

Wen Qing struggled hard, but was unable to free Ji Yu's hand.

Ji Yu's brows and eyes were gentle, his eyes swept across the tears on Wen Qing's face, and he said softly, "Wen Qing, you've worked hard."

Wen Qing's tears fell down, unable to utter a word.

"Bang—" The door behind it was suddenly slammed with force, making a sound.

Wen Qing's body started to tremble involuntarily.

Ji Yu raised his hand and gently touched his head.

His hands were the warmth of a normal human being, but Wen Qing felt a coolness, which penetrated from the heavenly inspiration, making his hands and feet so cold that it was difficult to control his body.

Wen Qing gritted his teeth, the lyrics when the three-headed dog first appeared was the way to send the three-headed dog away.

Then this time's children's song... Maybe it's also a way to send Ji Yu away?

He smiled and nodded.

Wen Qing tried her best to pull the corners of her mouth and squeezed out an expression that looked like she was crying and smiling.

Just as he was about to nod his head, a big hand grabbed his chin.

The corners of Ji Yu's lips were slightly curved, and her tone was sweet: "Wen Qing has become smarter..."

"It's a pity it's a bit slow."

Wen Qing was forced to raise her head, her strength was drained in the blink of an eye, she didn't even have the strength to stand, and fell down empty.

Ji Yu wrapped his arms around his waist and pressed the person against the door.

Wen Qing was close to the door, the door was also cold, and the coldness penetrated into the body along the corner of his clothes, and he couldn't move more and more.

"Bang—" The door was slammed down again.

Ji Yu glanced at the wooden door, and the next second, the wooden door turned into a transparent glass door.

Wen Qing felt the change in the door, but he didn't even have the strength to hook his fingers, let alone look back.

Ji Yu's hand holding his chin moved slightly, and his fingertips stroked his lips slowly and forcefully.

Ji Yu's voice was low and he said slowly, "Zhou Zhou looks very angry..."

"Did you figure it out?"

With a smile on his face, he deliberately asked, "Why are you trapped inside?"

Ji Yu sighed lightly: "Teacher likes to see the human beings eat their own evil the most..."

The next second, the door was slammed violently again.

Wen Qing cried so much that her eyes started to hurt.

Woo, I like Zhou Zhou so much, why didn't I go to him...

The thought flashed by, and Wen Qingqian felt Ji Yu's hand bend slightly, scratching his chin like a kitten.

"Can Wen Qing tell the teacher, what did you do just now?"

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, her throat tightened inexplicably, and she couldn't say a word.

Ji Yu frowned slightly: "If you don't tell the truth, you're a bad boy."

Wen Qing reluctantly opened her mouth, but before she could say a word, the other party's warm fingertips took the opportunity to penetrate and tick the tip of her tongue.

"Well…"

Wen Qing was speechless, his chin was forced to lift higher, and then Ji Yu's lips came up.

Ji Yu's tongue is not like a normal human tongue. It is slender and dexterous. The moment it enters the mouth, it hooks into his throat.

Soon, the tip of the tongue bifurcated like a snake letter, pinching his tongue.

Wen Qing was sore, itchy, and wanted to vomit. He opened his eyes wide, looked at Ji Yu in disbelief, and whimpered in a low voice.

After a long while, the wound on his lower lip that had not healed was suddenly bitten hard, and blood suddenly overflowed, entangled with blood and water, filling his nose and mouth.

Ji Yu lowered his eyes, a trace of satisfaction crossed his eyes, and his breath gradually became heavier.

After kissing for too long, Wen Qing's eyes gradually darkened, and his brain became dizzy. His body couldn't stop shaking, and a deathly cold surged up.

Seeing this, Ji Yu chuckled and ended the kiss.

He lowered his head and licked the blood from Wen Qing's lips, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Did you do this just now?"

Wen Qing shook her head subconsciously, then lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Ji Yu laughed, and the palm around his waist slowly moved down: "Did you do this?"

Wen Qing nodded slowly and pulled the corners of his mouth.

Ji Yu looked slightly startled, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Feeling the strength in his waist disappear, Wen relaxed and slowly fell to the ground.

He closed his eyes, and his voice was a little crying: "Go, go away..."

When the voice fell, Ji Yu's body gradually became transparent.

He half-closed his eyes, stared at Wen Qing, and said with a half-smile, "We'll see you again."

3.

With Ji Yu's departure, the biting coldness around him gradually disappeared.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Qing finally regained some strength. He bent his fingers and slowly got up from the ground.

"boom-"

The door behind him was slammed violently again, and the door frame was shaking slightly.

Wen Qing tilted her head and glanced, only to find that the wooden door had become a glass door.

Zhou Zhou, who was standing behind the glass door, should see everything that happened just now clearly.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was smiling, but his eyes were full of gloom, and he asked in a low voice, "Are you alright?"

Wen Qing blinked and said nothing.

Zhou Zhou said with a smile: "It's great to be gentle, and get rid of that bad guy Ji Yu."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his **** right hand, and there was a claw mark of five or six centimeters on his arm, which was very deep, and the flesh turned out, which was shocking.

Afraid to see such a **** wound, Wen Qing took a step back.

Zhou Zhou smiled, put his index finger on the glass door, and slowly drew a heart with the blood flowing to his fingertips.

While he was painting, the blood of the love flowed down slowly and vertically along the glass door, sparsely and particularly infiltrating.

"See you tonight." Zhou Zhou frowned and waved at him with a smile.

Wen Qing's back was chilled, she stumbled forward, and nearly fell when she went downstairs.

Running to the second floor, he panted against the wall and walked slowly to the study.

The door of the study was not closed, and before reaching the door, Wen Qing saw Yu Xing inside from a distance.

At the same time, Yu Xing also caught a glimpse of his figure.

Yu Xing waved at him and said with a smile, "Come gently, there are important clues."

Wen Qing took two steps forward and heard Sikong say, "Don't come in."

He paused and stopped outside the study door.

The study was unobstructed, Yu Xing was standing by the door, Sikong was sitting on a chair, and there was a Li Siwen squatting in the corner of the bookshelf.

Wen Qing turned to look at Sikong, opened his mouth, and was about to ask Li Siwen what was going on.

Before he could say the first word, Yu Xing strode directly to the corner of the wall, carried Li Siwen to the door, threw him on the ground, and complained, "Much, it's all her fault, she tricked us into entering Study, we can't go out now."

Hearing this, Wen Qing immediately understood that the study room was now the same as that bedroom.

The people inside can't get out.

In other words... now only myself can move freely in the villa.

Wen Qing let out a long sigh of relief. He leaned his back against the wall, thinking that something good had finally happened.

The mouth was not gnawed in vain.

Thinking about it, Wen Qing pursed her lips, and the wound felt a tearing pain.

Ji Yu bit deeply, and now his lips are still oozing blood, and there is a **** smell between his lips and teeth.

Wen Qing frowned, Yu Xing and Sikong also saw his wound, and their expressions changed slightly.

Sikong half-closed his eyes, looked up and down Wen Qing's body, saw that there was no other injury, and gradually loosened his tight frown.

Yu Xing's eyes circled around Wen Qing's lips, then he narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "I'm lightly injured."

"It's all because of you," he sat on the chair, crossed his legs, and tapped Li Siwen's back with his toes, "If it wasn't for you, I would have been a hero to save beauty just now."

"Then you were going to make promises to me gently, but now..."

After speaking, Yu Xing raised the corner of his mouth, tilted his head and glanced at Wen Qing: "Gentle, why don't we vote for her next time?"

Hearing the vote, Li Siwen's body trembled slightly. She raised her head, revealing her face covered by her long hair. The right side of her face was still swollen: "You, you only have two votes, how can you vote for me?"

"Tomorrow, I, Zhou Zhou, and Sikong, there are three votes in total." After speaking, she pulled the corners of her mouth with difficulty.

Yu Xing glanced at Sikong, shook his chair, and said lazily, "Do you think you can live to vote?"

Li Siwen's face changed slightly, and then he said, "Zhou Zhou said, you can't hurt human cards."

Yu Xing sneered: "You believe what Zhou Zhou said?"

Li Siwen clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "He didn't lie to me, Ji Yu has already left alive."

Yu Xing asked with a smile, "So you just listened to Zhou Zhou and lied to us?"

"You want to kill us lightly, do you think Zhouzhou will let you go?"

Li Siwen's eyes froze, yes... Zhou Zhou likes Wen Qing...

"But, but I've already apologized..."

Yu Xing slowed down and asked slowly, "If he's not ready to deal with you, why did he let you lie to us? Why didn't he do it himself?"

His voice was low and seemed to have a strange rhythm, inducing people to fall into the situation in his words: "I think he wants to use a knife to kill, borrow my knife to kill you."

Li Siwen's eyes gradually lost focus, and the emotions on his face became more and more obvious. The emotions such as panic, fear, and anger were intertwined on the blue and purple face, which was very strange.

"You, you are lying to me..."

"You know I don't." Yu Xing said.

Li Siwen's expression was distorted, and he muttered to himself, "It's all because of Zhouzhou...it's all because of him...and Wen Qing..."

Suddenly, she burst into a sharp laughter: "Hahaha and Wen Qing, you all want me to die."

Seeing this, Yu Xing shrugged, looked at Wen Qing innocently, and complained, "Look at this lunatic."

Wen Qing stared at this scene blankly. From the perspective of a bystander, he finally realized why he had a sudden outburst of emotions a few days ago.

Ji Yu and Yu Xing's words, or their own existence, will lead to everyone's negative emotions.

Chen Yiyi, Gong Yunyun, Zhou Zhou... Now Li Siwen...

They weren't because of the change in the villa, but because of Ji Yu or the torture.

The difficulty of this game should not be to find a guide, but to live in the same room with Ji Yu and Yu Xing, and still be able to maintain self-consciousness and not collapse.

After a long time, Wen Qing recovered.

He pursed his lips, licked the blood from his lips, and turned to leave.

Wen Qing walked straight into Zhou Zhou's room, rummaged through all the corners, and found the all-white book under the pillow.

He sat on the bed, turned a page, and was stunned.

The home page is blank.

The second page is also blank.

third page, fourth page...

Until Wen Qing turned to the middle, the word finally appeared.

It was the two pages that Sikong had spread out earlier.

[God favors young human beings most, they are pure and pure, and they are full of beautiful thoughts about everything in the world. 】

[However, good things are always fleeting, and with the passage of time, the evil desires that endanger individual spirituality will gradually infect young human beings. In order of severity, they are arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony, lust, and melancholy...]

[Human beings are only one of thousands of creatures, but they are loved by gods. Being loved is not a good thing, because humans are easily eroded by evil thoughts. Some gods are keen to appreciate the depravity of human beings, while others stand on the side of human beings . 】

[And some gods want to play a simple game with humans. 】

Wen Qing turned back again, but there was not a word in the second half of the book.

He closed the book and stared absently at the all-white cover.

So it's an easy game...

The prompts and systematic prompts in this book only require a simple understanding of the literal meaning.

In an instant, Wen Qing suddenly wanted to understand.

The system has been prompting from the beginning.

Children's songs looking for friends is not nonsense or intimidation, it is telling them that the guide is the player's good friend, not the player's opposite camp. They went the wrong way from the beginning, or the system was misleading them.

The identity cards of human players are all about themselves, in order to make them familiar with each other.

The difficulty is that the two divine cards and this villa that can satisfy a certain desire are alluring and degenerate, making people mad.

There is only one divine card of Sikong that can help human beings, but there are also many restrictions. You cannot do this or say that.

Wen Qing held the book and sat on the bed, finally understanding how to leave this copy.

He, Zhou Zhou, Li Siwen... any ordinary human being can become a guide.

This is a game that God wants to play, and the guide should be chosen by God.

*****

Time passed minute by minute, and it was not until an hour before the vote that Wen Qing sat up slowly, washed her hair and showered, and went downstairs with red eyes.

Five minutes before the vote, there was a sound of the door being kicked open on the second floor.

Wen Qing leaned against the back of the chair and stared at the stairs.

Sikong and Yu Xing went downstairs at the same time, and sat down to the vacant seats beside Wen Qing.

Seeing the chairs on both sides being pulled away, Wen Qing spoke slowly and asked, "The guide was chosen by your gods, right?"

Yu Xing paused for a moment, then leaned in front of him and blinked: "What did you say just now?"

Wen Qing tilted her head and met Yu Xing's bottomless eyes.

He was a little unsure at first, but Yu Xing pretended to be inaudible, but instead made him confirm the matter.

This is a simple game, so the usage of magic cards is also the easiest.

They never found it because the usage was so simple that no one thought it would be the usage of a magic card.

vote.

Just need to vote...

Wen Qing asked in a low voice, "Does the equivalent exchange you say count?"

Yu Xing restrained his smile. His eyes were long and narrow. When he wasn't smiling, his sharp facial features made people feel a cold chill.

Wen Qing hesitated for a moment, plucked up her courage, raised her chin, and quickly pecked Yu Xing's face.

Then he leaned into his ear and said softly, "Vote for me."

The warmth and softness of his cheeks were fleeting, and Yu Xing lowered his eyes and asked, "What if I don't vote?"

Wen was slightly taken aback.

Yu Xing continued to ask: "What will happen to you?"

Wen Qing thought about it for a while, and told the truth: "Then I might be crazy right away."

Yu Xing still did not speak, and there was no expression on his face.

Wen Qing didn't know whether it was consent or rejection. He pursed his lips and the scabbed wound opened again. He had no time to take care of the wound and said slowly, "I-I don't want to play anymore."

In fact, there is another way. In this vote, Yu Xing will be cast away, and in the next vote, when there is only one divine card left in Sikong, the customs must be cleared.

But thinking of staying here for another 24 hours, Wen Qing couldn't stand it.

He softly called Yu Xing's name: "Yu Xing."

"Can you vote for me?"

"Or tell me who to vote for..."

Wen Qing whispered, "I've kissed them all."

The originally clear young voice became a little hoarse because of staying up late, and the tone of the request was just heard by Yu Xing as a spoiled child.

Yu Xing stared at Wen Qing, and compared to the first day he saw him, he lost a lot of weight.

His cheeks were pale, his lips were unusually rosy because of the wound, and his eyes were also red, with a pitiful appearance.

Yu Xing looked at him quietly, the word "not good" came to his mouth and suddenly changed to one word: "Good."

Wen Qing turned to look at Sikong.

Sikong's eyes swept across his lips, he quickly looked away, and spit out three words: "I know."

One minute before the vote, Li Siwen and Zhou Zhou appeared on the second and third floors.

Zhou Zhou's face was pale and his hands were bandaged. When he saw Wen Qing, his eyes lit up and he quickened his pace downstairs.

He sat directly opposite Wen Qing, his eyebrows curved, and a big boy with a bright and clean smile said, "It's so early to arrive."

Wen Qing lowered her eyes and said nothing.

"Tick." The second hand of the bell at nine o'clock moved.

Wen Qing picked up the pen and wrote down his name on the paper word by word.

[Voting is over, now the votes will be counted. 】

[Player depression, two votes. 】

After hearing Yu Xing's votes, Zhou Zhou realized something was wrong.

[Player Wen Qing, three votes. 】

Zhou Zhou raised his head, stared at Wen Qing deeply, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Does Qing already know?"

Wen Qing didn't speak, didn't look at him, and got up slowly.

[Players please open the door gently. 】

Wen Qing walked to the door and stared at the round metal door knocker.

Although I knew how to clear the customs, when I was about to open the door, I was still a little uneasy.

Wen Qing took a deep breath, raised her hand slowly, held the cold metal door knocker, and pushed it forward gently.

"clatter."

The door opened.

Wen Qing looked at the thick white fog outside the door, a little lost.

it is finally over.

Before he could lift his feet, Li Siwen's weird laughter suddenly sounded behind him: "Hahaha, the door is open, and we have cleared the customs."

She madly knocked Wen Qing away and rushed out the door. The next second, she stopped, turned around abruptly, and pushed the door hard with both hands, trying to close the door.

Li Siwen looked at Zhou Zhou and Wen Qing grimly, with a grim expression on his face: "You all die for me!"

"Go to hell!"

Wen Qing immediately wanted to stop her from closing the door and pushed it out, but then found that he didn't feel anyone pushing the door.

Even if Li Siwen tried her best, she didn't push the door back one centimeter. Instead, her body gradually began to turn red, and cracks appeared. Seeing through the cracks in her body, he seemed to be torn apart

"Ah ah ah ah ah-"

The moment the screams sounded, Wen Qing's eyes were covered by a big hand.

Sikong's low voice sounded above his head: "Let's go."

"goodbye."

The voice fell, and he felt something softly brushing his hair.

Immediately afterwards, the system's emotionless voice sounded in my ears:

[Congratulations to player Wen Qing for successfully clearing the god-level dungeon guide. 】

[Players please go to the world gently. 】