Underworld live broadcast room

Jiang Muqiu's knowledge of the kingdom of the dead came from his own Twilight Inn from the very beginning. He seldom went out, and all the news about the outside world was learned from a crow. Jiang Muqiu named him Fengwu.

The real contact with people or things outside the hotel began when the god of death lost contact. The god of death left only such an empty kingdom of the dead, which humans call the underworld.Of course, apart from this place, the Grim Reaper also left behind a selection rule for judges.This is the death clock game of Grim Reaper.

In the underworld, no one cares about where the god of death has gone, most of them just want to play on a whim, but, in this way, how to maintain normal operation becomes an urgent issue.

It was also at this time that someone from the outside came to him, and they called him "Mr. Jiang", which is a respectful title, and the reason is unknown.Later, Jiang Muqiu gradually realized that it was all because of the value of force, even if he did not leave the gate, was shrouded in a strong evil spirit, and the Twilight Inn, which was in the middle of the fog-eroding insect swarm, still had a bad reputation.

All in all, he, the four dukes and the five envoys worked together to formulate a new order for the underworld.New judges will be selected by the selection rules of judges, and they will jointly fulfill the obligation of the god of death, that is, the separation of powers.These human beings will enter the underworld as gods of death and live as judges.

That day, Jiang Muqiu waited to welcome new guests as usual.Feng Wu stood on the counter and shook his dark head. To be honest, there are very few people who can find him to seek extradition, but there is always a wish, after all, it is really boring.

In the initial stage of the trial run of the game (closed beta), Jiang Muqiu met a total of nine people. Most of them were killed by Jiang Muqiu because of their misbehavior. To kill is to protect.

That day, Jiang Muqiu met such a person.

That was Luo Bofeng's first checkpoint, Twilight Hotel.

Jiang Muqiu was sitting behind the counter, and then he heard knocks on the door, three long and two short, quite regular.Jiang Muqiu stood up, wearing the black robe without the hood.

Jiang Muqiu opened the door and saw a person standing outside the door. The person was wearing a black windbreaker, his brows seemed to have a biting coldness, and his black eyes were very deep.Jiang Muqiu's gaze hit the man's eyes, as if he was about to be sucked in.

"Guest, do you want to stay at the hotel?" Jiang Muqiu said lightly, his eyes were extremely cold, the red eyes were like blood, condensed into thick black, bewitching

Luo Bofeng raised his eyebrows, "Of course."

Jiang Muqiu let Luo Bofeng in, closed the door, and almost bumped into Luo Bofeng's arms when he turned around, and couldn't help frowning slightly. "What's the matter? Guest."

Luo Bofeng raised his lips and chuckled, "Your eyes..."

"It's different from you." Jiang Muqiu said coolly, passed Luo Bofeng, and went back behind the counter.

Luo Bofeng walked to the counter, "No, I mean, it's very beautiful."

"Come with me." Jiang Muqiu said lightly, ignoring Luo Bofeng's words at all, glanced at him, and walked upstairs.

Luo Bofeng followed Jiang Muqiu with great interest, a crow flew over Luo Bofeng's head, and kept hovering beside Jiang Muqiu.

Jiang Muqiu went straight to the door of the room at the end of the corridor, turned around, and said, "For the rest, you can choose a room to live in."

Luo Bofeng raised the corners of his mouth, "So, you live here."

Jiang Muqiu frowned slightly, but didn't know what to say to reprimand him. In the end, he just closed the door expressionlessly, and shut the crow out of the door by the way.

The crow flapped its wings, flew around Luobofeng a few times, and landed on the ground, turning into a handsome young man.

Jiang Muqiu glanced at the boy with deep eyes, then looked left and right, and murmured in a low voice: "In this case, choose the next door."

"Hey, close your eyes, don't be rude to the master." Feng Wu stared at Luo Bofeng with unfriendly eyes, and said.

"My...eyes...?" Luo Bofeng said in surprise, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with his eyes.

Feng Wu snorted coldly, "Be careful, stay away from the master, leave here immediately after staying for seven days."

Luo Bofeng hooked the corners of his mouth, turned around and entered the room on the left without saying anything.

Feng Wu turned back into a crow and squatted at the door of Jiang Muqiu's room.

Night shrouded the entire Twilight Hotel, no, or it should be said, this place has always been Eternal Night.

Not long after Luo Bofeng lay on the bed, he heard the sound of the door opening, and subconsciously entered a state of alert.

"I know you haven't fallen asleep yet." A cold voice sounded in the darkness.

Luo Bofeng opened his eyes and chuckled, "It's not good to enter someone's room in the middle of the night."

"This is my place," the voice continued.

Luo Bofeng sat up and saw that the other party had lit the oil lamp on the table. The dim yellow light from the oil lamp illuminated one side of the other party's face. With those dark red eyes, it looked even more

Luo Bofeng smiled, "Even so, it would still be misleading to break into an occupied bedroom late at night."

"I don't care about other people's opinions." Jiang Muqiu said lightly, "However, you are safe. Tonight, maybe tomorrow, I should let you have a dream."

Luo Bofeng took a deep look at Jiang Muqiu, "I don't think you understand what I mean."

Jiang Muqiu glanced at Luo Bofeng, "I'm not interested in what you mean, then, see you tomorrow, guest."

Luo Bofeng said, "Wait a minute, I don't know your name yet."

"Name? Is it important?" Jiang Muqiu asked lightly.

Luo Bofeng responded: "Of course, don't you think that a qualified hotel needs to allow guests to register their names? Correspondingly, you should also let guests know your name."

"Trouble." Jiang Muqiu snorted lightly, got up and left Luo Bofeng's room.

Luo Bofeng curled his lips, then lay down, his eyes unconsciously shifted to the oil lamp, really, what is the purpose of deliberately lighting a lamp?However, soon, Luo Bofeng closed his eyes unconsciously and fell asleep.