Fast time travel: The host takes his life and frantically teases and criticizes the villain

He Qu saw the colorful mushrooms rushing towards him, and was stunned for a moment.

Although the people around were surprised, they remembered that they could get one point by killing a mutant, so they enthusiastically took out their weapons and prepared to fight.

He Qu didn't stop and jumped directly into the group of colorful mushrooms in front of him.

Seeing that the mushroom was about to bite his trouser leg, everyone else watched in confusion as he surrendered himself to the trap.

Someone sneered, it seemed like they were newbies who didn’t know how to live or die.

The Bagua array unfolded at He Qu's feet, he kicked the mushrooms beside his legs and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "A prairie fire."

In an instant, with his feet as the center, fire swept through all the mushrooms present, and in an instant, the colorful mushrooms were reduced to ashes.

It wasn't until the fire light dissipated that everyone realized what had just happened.

He can actually control fire? !At what level can this skill be obtained?

Just now they laughed at him for not overestimating his abilities, but now they have become clowns.

Wait... how many seconds did he get so many points? ?

As if to confirm their thoughts, the mechanical and electronic sound sounded again, obviously without emotion, but strangely showing a bit of excitement.

"Wow, player He Qu used his 'Fire Prairie' to solve a wave of exotic mushrooms and gained 1124 points. Congratulations to player He Qu for ranking first in this game! Please keep up the good work!"

The points on He Qu's bracelet kept flipping over and finally stopped at "1127".He raised his eyebrows. Is it so easy to get points in this dungeon?

Everyone around had different expressions, and some people stepped forward directly.

"Hello, I am Xu Zeyang——"

This copy is a real-name copy, so he also generously stated his name.

He Qu saw the look in his eyes and interrupted him, "It's not too late to get to know each other when we get to the end."

Leaving behind a frivolous word, he turned around and stepped on the ashes and walked forward.

Xu Zeyang retracted his hand that was hanging in the air stiffly, looking at He Qu's back, a stern look flashed in his eyes.

Not wanting to get involved with other people, He Qu walked quickly, and soon he was the only living person around.

A wind with a rotten smell blew by, and He Qu stopped in his tracks.

White mist surged around him, blurring his vision for an instant.

He Qu closed his eyes slightly, his senses tore through the mist, and he could clearly see every blind corner.

In the white mist, only He Qu's blue hair stood out.

Just when the thick fog was about to swallow He Qu, he opened his eyes suddenly, and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

The ten fingers quickly formed the seal, "Antarctic Fire Bell, Golden Fire Tianding, leave Xun Palace quickly, come and descend to Limen!"

As the words fell, a wall of fire swept through the air around the man.

All the tiny alien species in the air were burned to ashes, exuding a disgusting burnt smell.

"Congratulations to player He Qu for exceeding [-] points in total and achieving the first place in the gap. Please keep up the good work!"

Following the sound of the radio announcement, He Qu suddenly swung the dagger behind him, and the cold light passed by, reflecting a dark red on the skirt of his clothes.

The visitor's clothes were lifted up by the wind caused by He Qu's movements.

"This Taoist priest doesn't distinguish between friend and foe?" Cheng Yan said with a chuckle.

"Why did Lord Ghost King condescend to come to this small copy?"

Cheng Yan took his dagger in his hand with a backhand and put it away very naturally, "I will accept it."

Then she answered his question, opened her thin lips and said, "I came to see you."

He Qu didn't know how to answer such a blatant direct message.

His eyes flashed, and then he raised his legs and walked forward. He took long steps. The black trousers fully displayed his shapely and slender legs. The black jacket on his upper body was cold and handsome, making him look completely different from a Taoist priest.

"Since you are here for me, can I think that Lord Ghost King is interested in me?"

His voice came slowly from the thick fog. His tone was lowered, deep and magnetic, which was quite sultry.

Cheng Yan narrowed his eyes. He was obviously evasive yesterday, but now he was not used to being so straightforward.

His face was calm and calm: "No more."

He Qu glanced at him, then turned his head calmly, and quietly raised his lips from an angle that Cheng Yan couldn't see.

The two walked side by side, and the fog was so thick that they couldn't see anything except half a meter around them.

The extreme silence made the footsteps of the two people clearly audible.

It was as if there were only two of them left in the world.

Suddenly, Cheng Yan's ears twitched and he quickly reached out to give He Qu a hand.

The moment their chests collided, both of them were in a daze.

He Qu stared at the man's chest and pursed his thin lips.

He was very cold, and even through several layers of fabric, he could feel the coldness spreading through his limbs.

Only the red line on my wrist was getting hotter and hotter.

At this time, the vulture that had just been avoided by the two flew back again and headed straight for the gate of life.

He Qu turned his back to the vulture, raised his hand and swung a hidden weapon to shoot it down.

He didn't talk much on weekdays, but Cheng Yan could tell that he was a little silent at the moment.

He asked casually: "What's wrong?"

"Are you cold?" He Qu asked.

The lukewarm feeling on his lips was swallowed back, "A little bit."

He Qu glanced at him, then raised his sword fingers and drew an imaginary spell on his chest.

Cheng Yan allowed him to draw talismans and recite mantras, and he was not afraid of what he would do to him.

Soon, he felt a warm current spreading from his heart to his limbs. This body that had been cold all year round felt warmth for the first time.

He Qu should know that ghosts don't feel cold.

But not only did he ask, he also drew a talisman for him.

unless……

"I wish you a good study." Cheng Yan said, stroking his heart gently.

"Thank you." Thank him for giving him so many points.

He Qu turned around and continued walking forward, but Cheng Yan didn't move for a while.

He stared at the figure in front of him. His flamboyant blue hair was not in line with his see-through temperament.

Just like his various behaviors, they are all weird and inconsistent with the settings in the original plot.

The spell he just used was the ancient Zhu Youke. Cheng Yan had just read the ancient Zhu Youke book in his previous world. As far as he knew, what was handed down now was another unrecognizable version.

How did He Qu obtain the original version of Zhu You's ancient book?

Unless he has memories of the previous world, unless he knows that he is not the original ghost king.

"Xiaojiu, does He Qu have any memories of the previous world?"

009 bit into the roasted sweet potato and said, "Host, don't forget that you can tell fortunes."

Cheng Yan raised his eyebrows, figuring out how boring it was. The world was so interesting, so why not let him retain a sense of mystery.

"Give me two portions of the roasted sweet potato."

009's face darkened: "One ten points."

"Don't tell me next time." Anyway, how many points 009 gets depends on his mood.

After getting the roasted sweet potatoes, Cheng Yan dodged and appeared in front of He Qu.

He held one in each hand, which attracted He Qu's frequent glances.

The weather in this dungeon is cold, and the appearance of roasted sweet potatoes is really enviable.

After burning away the needle-sharp grass on the road with one hand, He Qu stopped Cheng Yan.

"Cheng Yan."

It was rare for him to call his full name, so Cheng Yan raised the corners of his lips slightly and turned to look at him.

The latter took away his other roasted sweet potato with lightning speed and took a quick bite.

Facing Cheng Yan's gaze, he looked away awkwardly, "I'll treat you to some... roasted mushrooms later."

Cheng Yan just laughed, "How about another roasted whole lamb?"

He Qu looked at the sheep wandering across the grassland outside the highway and nodded in agreement.