Underworld live broadcast room

"En." Zhao Er replied absently, looking preoccupied.

Of course Li Si saw his abnormality, but he didn't pay much attention to it. It's only strange that he couldn't hear the clue and was happy.So, Li Si still smiled, and said: "That's right, that man in black robe is that man... Forget it, it doesn't matter, anyway, he said, that ghost kills people according to the room number." It came in order. If he didn't lie, you would be the one who died tonight. So, I am very worried now, we have to find a way to find that ghost as soon as possible."

"So, it will be you tomorrow night?" Zhao Er didn't pay attention to his own problem, but asked coolly.

The smile on the corner of Li Si's mouth froze, and he laughed twice, "Yes... yes... so we have to find that ghost as soon as possible."

"How to find it?" Zhao Er lowered his eyes, covered the look in his eyes, and asked lightly.

Li Si pursed his lips, lowered his voice and said, "Blood. That thing is bloodthirsty."

"Oh really? Let me guess, use my blood?" Zhao Er sneered, then asked.

Li Si was taken aback for a moment, his face full of innocence, "You...why do you think so?"

"Then use yours?" Zhao Er glanced at Li Si, his eyes dimmed.

Li Si frowned, his eyes slightly dodged, "We...we can think of other ways."

Zhao Er sneered unsurprisingly, "Then think about it slowly, I'll go upstairs to rest first." After that, he got up and walked upstairs.

"Tonight...are you really not in a hurry?" Li Si raised his eyes and shouted at Zhao Er's back.

Zhao Er paused, turned around and smiled, "Don't worry, I'll find a solution." After that, he went upstairs.

Li Si frowned and sat in place, clenched his fists, trying to find the reason why things turned out like this, that guy no longer trusted him, he was not a fool, of course he could see it.However, he obviously did it very carefully this time, the same as before, why this time...

Upstairs, Luo Bofeng leaned against the door, looked at Jiang Muqiu with dark eyes, "Little guy, what happened?"

Jiang Muqiu sat leaning on the bed, leaning against the wall behind him, with one leg bent, one hand on his knee, with a lazy expression, he raised his eyes and glanced at Luo Bofeng, his eyes slightly raised, with a little color, "What happened?" What?"

"You know what I'm talking about." Luo Bofeng pursed his lips, his eyes were deep.

Jiang Muqiu narrowed his eyes slightly

Luo Bofeng smiled lightly, and walked towards Jiang Muqiu, "I'm interested in it, can't I?"

Jiang Muqiu sat up and leaned in front of Luo Bofeng, his eyes were bright red, looking very strange, "Come to die?"

Luo Bofeng stared at Jiang Muqiu's eyes for a long time, "What's going on?"

Jiang Muqiu withdrew his gaze, and said lightly: "Didn't you say it? A bloodthirsty beast."

"Have you been affected?" Luo Bofeng frowned.

Jiang Muqiu sneered, "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion, but I'm just playing tricks. This dungeon is not that simple. Luo Bofeng, I'm starting to doubt the nature of this so-called game."

Luo Bofeng reached out and touched Jiang Muqiu's head, his eyes thoughtful.

"What question did you ask?" Jiang Muqiu suddenly thought of something. At that time, Luo Bofeng had a reward for clearing the level. He could ask Death three questions, and among these three questions, at least one answer was true.

Luo Bofeng thought for a while, and replied: "What rewards are there for clearing this game? Resurrection. What is the significance of the existence of this game to the god of death? Finding human beings who are more valuable alive. What is the essence of this game? Dead people the way back."

"Alive." Jiang Muqiu murmured with a half-smile, sitting by the bed, wondering what he was thinking.

Luo Bofeng knelt down on one knee, looked up at Jiang Muqiu, and saw a little tiredness in the other party's eyes, it must be very hard, "Let me hug you?"

Jiang Muqiu stared down at Luo Bofeng's eyes, "Get up."

Luo Bofeng got up helplessly, well, whatever you say is what you say.

Jiang Muqiu stood up from the bed, just about to say something, suddenly staggered and fell into Luo Bofeng's arms.

Luo Bofeng looked anxious and nervous, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Muqiu's face suddenly paled at this time, biting his lower lip tightly, his eyes were about to split, not only the pupils, but even the whites of the eyes began to turn red, "Blood, but there shouldn't be such a big reaction."

"You rest here, don't come out, I'll go and have a look." Luo Bofeng hugged Jiang Muqiu to the bed, paused, and then continued, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Jiang Muqiu frowned, unable to answer, and could only nod weakly, the color of his pupils kept changing between black and red, as if they were biting and devouring each other.

Luo Bofeng pursed his lips, and as soon as he stepped out of the room, he met Feng Wu's deep eyes, black and white.

"Why did you come out of his room?" Feng Wu stared at Luo Bofeng with obvious hostility.

Luo Bofeng snorted lightly, "I'm interested in him, do you have any dissatisfaction with this?"

"I will never change my nature." Feng Wu said coldly, his voice was hoarse, which made people feel really uncomfortable.After finishing speaking, he walked directly towards Li Si's room.

Luo Bofeng frowned, what do you mean?Just as he was about to ask, he saw Feng Wu holding a strangely shaped blood jade in his hand. What was that?

Luo Bofeng followed, no matter what, he had to find out the problem.

The door of Li Si's room was wide open, and a bloody scene unfolded in front of everyone.At this time, Li Si was hung upside down on the beam of the house. There were deep scratches on the wrists of both hands. It was obvious that the artery was severed, and the blood flowed along the wound to the ground, forming a pool of blood.And half a meter away from the corpse, Zhao Er was standing there with a maniacal smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, the blood flowed to his feet, staining the gown red.

Luo Bofeng frowned and looked at the scene in front of him, was it because of this?No, bloodthirsty refers to a state, not a real desire for blood, let alone the blood of a dead person.

Feng Wu glanced at Li Si's corpse sadly, then at Zhao Er, with a smile on his lips, "So you are that ghost, if that's the case, then I'm not polite." Soon, Feng Wu went directly to Zhao Er and stabbed Zhao Er in the stomach.Zhao Er didn't resist at all, on the contrary, there was a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, as if this was the result he wanted.

"It's time." Feng Wu didn't even look at Zhao Er's fallen body, but picked up the blood jade in his hand and said in a low voice, as if he was chanting some ancient and taboo spell.

The blood jade in Feng Wu's hand shone brightly, as if responding to something.

Luo Bofeng frowned slightly, realizing later, "You did it. Who are you?"

Feng Wu chuckled twice, and then said: "You are just a stumbling block, I don't want to do anything to you, the master will be unhappy."

"Ah, it's time to meet the master." Feng Wu's mouth curled up, and he walked towards Jiang Muqiu's room holding the blood jade.

Luo Bofeng's pupils shrank slightly, and something flashed in his mind, making him a little dazed for a while.It seems that there is also such a hotel, and there is such a person who said to him coldly: "Guest, you have exceeded the rules." Years passed, it was like a dream.

In sight, Feng Wu was already holding blood

Luo Bofeng closed his eyes subconsciously, and when he opened them again, the door was opened, and Jiang Muqiu was already standing at the door, still wearing the black robe on his body, but without a hood, a pair of red eyes exposed to the air, the center of the red pupils It is a deep black color, with a little less hostility and a little more calmness and indifference.

The blood jade in Feng Wu's hand is now in Jiang Muqiu's hand, and the pattern on it is much clearer, it is the flower of the other shore.

"Feng Wu, greet the master." Feng Wu knelt on one knee and lowered his head.The originally thin old body has turned into a teenager.

Jiang Muqiu glanced at Fengwu, his eyes darkened, "You violated the prohibition."

Feng Wu straightened his back, "Master, Lord Shinigami's rules are allowed."

"You just took advantage of the rules." Jiang Muqiu said coldly.

Feng Wu pursed his lips and said nothing, "Master, you shouldn't have been punished for that person."

"This is not a punishment, he is my chosen one." Jiang Muqiu said lightly, "This is also within the rules of Death God."

"He has no godhead." Feng Wu bit his lower lip, "Why?"

Jiang Muqiu glanced at Feng Wu, "You shouldn't meddle in my affairs. What's more, the god of death endowed him with godhead."

Luo Bofeng frowned slightly, his consciousness was a little fuzzy, but in a trance, he heard someone whispering in his ear, "Give me a chance,... the death clock game... the pointer... the weapon of life... degenerate... Sincerely..."

When Luo Bofeng fell into the darkness, he still couldn't tell whether the words were really heard just now, or the words he heard a long time ago.

"Since the memory has been restored in advance, many things should also be advanced." Jiang Muqiu said lightly, and looked at Luo Bofeng from afar.

"Master..." Feng Wu wanted to say something, but was stopped by a look.

"Reaper's clock game, the return of the dead, the birthplace of the pointer, I chose him, in compliance with the rules." Jiang Muqiu said, walking towards Luo Bofeng.

Just as Jiang Muqiu embraced the unconscious Luo Bofeng into his arms, a man in a black suit with a red square brooch pinned to his chest appeared in front of him. It was Mr. Fang Fang.

Mr. Fang Fang bowed respectfully to Jiang Muqiu, "Mr. Jiang, it was really easy for me to find. Since the summoning talisman has been used, I think you should have recovered your memory. Then, our agreement..."

"0561?" Jiang Muqiu glanced at Mr. Fang Fang lightly, knowing the reason

Mr. Fang Cui pursed his lips slightly, "Mr. Jiang, he has been trapped in different levels for long enough."

Jiang Muqiu looked at Luo Bofeng's face, "What did you do?"

"We shouldn't let him know about our conversation. He's a player, isn't he?" Mr. Cube said politely and distantly.

Jiang Muqiu snorted lightly, "He is the pointer."

"0561 too." Mr. Fang pursed his lips.

"Have you forgotten what a pointer is?" Jiang Muqiu glanced at Mr. Fang Fang.

Mr. Fang Cui sighed softly, "Of course I know, the arbiter of dreams. But who cares about the dreams of the dead?"

Jiang Muqiu shook his head slightly, "What is a dream, and what is reality? The pointer is the arbiter and has nothing to do with the dream, so it needs to go through trials, and it is a person who can stick to his heart and not be deceived by power. 0561, he Already lost in the level."

"No, he's just...has a bad taste..." Mr. Fang Cui insisted, "You are an extraditionist, but you only extradite people who have committed serious crimes, no matter good or evil, your place smells of blood everywhere...Forget it, Don't talk about this, in short, you should understand that 0561 is by no means a villain."

"In comparison, your four dukes don't have blood on their hands, huh?" Jiang Muqiu taunted slightly.

"You know that's not what I mean," said Mr. Fang.

"If human beings want to become pointers, they need to go through trials and get the approval of the majority." Jiang Muqiu said, "Didn't the four of you already occupy four seats?"

"You clearly know that you are the one who really has the right to speak." Mr. Fang sighed softly, "Mr. Jiang, are you ready to fulfill the agreement?"

"I just want to remind you that the one in my arms is the one I chose..." Jiang Muqiu chuckled, "You shouldn't move."

Mr. Fang was silent for a while, he just let that person sleep, is it necessary? "Okay, it's my fault." While speaking, he subconsciously looked at the crow behind Jiang Muqiu, as if it was about to pounce on him at any time, it was really a protector.

"Okay, I'll help you with 0561. Get him out of the checkpoint. It's not a good thing to play too much." Jiang Muqiu said lightly.

Mr. Fang nodded slightly, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

"Let's go." Jiang Muqiu said flatly, "By the way, throw those corpses out for me."

"..." Mr. Fang was silent for a moment, "Okay."

After Mr. Fang Fang left, Jiang Muqiu brought Luo Bofeng back into the room, and then directly shut Fengwu out of the room.