After entering the infinite game, the full-level boss pretends to be new again

Chapter 392 Weird Circus [17]

Qu Zhimo was wearing a windbreaker that covered his whole body, because he was standing at the highest position in the circus, the wind completely lifted the hem of his clothes, forming a wind-blown bulge behind him.

With a cold expression on his face, he firmly held Yan Qing's hand.

Qu Zhimo looked down at her: "What are you doing?"

Yan Qing raised her eyes, she sized up Qu Zhimo for a moment, then turned her head away, and withdrew her hand, when the yin and yang eyes were opened, what she could see was different from what ordinary people could see , just like now, there are countless pale-faced souls standing densely in front of her.

All souls, without exception, have one thing in common, their hearts are hollow.

Most of the hearts that the lion-headed people were looking for came from mass graves, where the corpses were scattered all over the place, and what's more, they didn't even have a burial, and the corpse was wrapped in a simple straw mat and thrown in the wilderness.

The buried body was not marked with a monument, and no one has come to pay homage to it.

No one misses them, and no one knows who they were.

The lion head man also saw this point and chose the corpse of the mass grave as the place to collect the heart. Such an unnamed corpse will not be peaceful but will be more resentful, and if he is not careful, he will be backlashed.

Yan Qing has spotted this.

The girl crossed her arms and took a step back.

There is only a small stand at the top of the circus, and it seems a bit cramped for two people to stand here.

Yan Qing tilted his head: "You didn't enter?"

What Qu Zhimo got was not a VIP ticket, and the players who entered the arena were all restrained by their seat belts, and it was impossible to come out. The only explanation was that Qu Zhimo didn't go in at all, but kept waiting outside with.

"Why, the task is not done?" Yan Qing raised his eyes and said in a calm tone.

Qu Zhimo looked over, "Waiting for you here will be considered as being able to complete the task in the true sense."

Yan Qing bent her lips, "Are you twisting your tongue? I don't understand."

"Your mission is different from other people, Yan Qing." Qu Zhimo said in a firm tone, "Although I don't know why, your mission should be different from others, maybe it's because you Maybe it’s because of other things I don’t know about. Our mission is to destroy the show, so in reverse, your mission is to make the show run smoothly, right?”

Yan Qing was silent.

"But I didn't quite understand before. If you want to make the performance go smoothly, then why did you shut down the venue and make everyone panic." Qu Zhimo continued: "But when I saw those spells, I thought Get up, you are indeed still completing the task, but you have completely replaced the original performance of the circus, intending to present a more grand and unique performance."

"Use yourself, use the resentment of the unknown corpse in the mass grave, use everyone, use blood and flesh and blood to create the most perfect and grandest performance."

Yan Qing rolled his eyes, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

Qu Zhimo also laughed: "It's okay, it's okay if you don't understand, I just want to tell you——"

"Can I help you?"

The girl's expression was astonished for a moment, then she took a step back and stood still, with the usual smile on her face again, "Qu Zhimo, do you know what you are talking about?"

(End of this chapter)