[Quick Transit] After flirting with the sickly boss

The mirror is very strong and cannot be broken with a single punch. It may require special props to break it.

Wei Nanfeng was right, he also didn't believe in the last round of the competition, the competition program team that came up with the rules of the [-]-player battle royale would easily let them go in the game.

After walking along the mirror channel for a while, he pushed to a movable mirror door. Just as Wei Nanfeng stepped forward, several cold arrows struck him, piercing his thigh and arm, and Luo He quickly pulled him back.

The only combat power in the team was injured, which was no small matter.

Luo He took off his shirt and tore the sleeves into cloth strips. Judging from his game experience that he would not die with such a little blood, he pulled out the arrow and bandaged Wei Nanfeng, then put on a sleeveless white shirt.

"This should be a trap grid, I'll go see if there's a treasure chest."

Wei Nanfeng suddenly grabbed Luo He's hand and looked at him deeply, "Will you come back?"

Luo He held his hand instead, and stared at Wei Nanfeng with a pair of amber eyes, which fans hailed as super invincible and affectionate eyes, "Cuihua, brother, this trip is for the country, for the country, for the country, there is great love before small Love, you have everyone before you have a small family. If I can come back safely, you are still waiting for me, and you will definitely marry you. If I leave and there is no news, you will forget about me and find a good person to marry!"

Wei Nanfeng: "..."

Luo He coughed softly, and leaned closer to Wei Nanfeng, "I watched your live broadcast before, and I didn't have any feelings for you, but today you appeared in front of me, and I fell in love with you at first sight."

Wei Nanfeng raised his eyebrows, "So?"

Luo He: "What are you doing, little brother, I love you and hold you in the palm of my hand for the rest of my life."

Wei Nanfeng didn't refuse or agree, his cold eyes made Luo He's scalp tingle.

He only said: "Go to pick up the treasure chest, you are a little red hand, you will definitely find good things."

Luo He was left out in the cold by him, and he wasn't discouraged.He still hasn't forgotten that this is a live broadcast, and people can chase after the game, otherwise it will have an impact on Wei Nanfeng's career.

Turn the mirror door, and no more arrows will come.Sure enough, a silver treasure chest appeared on the ground.

Luo He picked up the treasure box, suddenly his back stiffened, and his whole body was numb.

It is part of the game's setting that a treasure box will appear in a trap grid once. He is not sure if there is a treasure box in this trap grid. Why is Wei Nanfeng so sure that he can pick up the treasure box and open it to good things.

Thinking about it this way, even Wei Nanfeng's sudden invitation to form a team became extremely suspicious.

Luohe's whole body is not well.

But after all, it was the object of his love at first sight, and he couldn't help but go back to confirm it.

There was no one in the passageway. Wei Nanfeng, who was sitting on the ground just now with injured hands and feet, disappeared out of thin air, and the bloodstains on the mirror also disappeared. It was as clean as if no one had been there.

Luo He: "..."

Is it too late now?

The treasure chest required a four-digit password, but Luo He had no clue, so he tried his own birthday first, and the lock opened.

Inside lay a bloody finger.

Touch your finger, and a line of instructions will appear.

——A gift carefully prepared by the mysterious boy.Maybe it can be used for a kiss or to grind teeth, not violence.Tips: You will be cursed to death if you throw it away.

Luo He put his fingers in his trouser pockets and walked towards the trap behind the mirror door.

Suddenly, a pair of cold hands grabbed his shoulders and forced him to the mirror wall of the passage, as if they were going to press him directly into the cold and solid mirror. Bounced up and struggled with the strength of breastfeeding.

Hell! ! !

This angered the cold, pale hands.It changed its actions, grabbed Luo He's neck with one hand, and stroked his warm lips coldly with the other.

Warm, bright red, soft.

Fingers explored for a moment on the white clenched teeth, dissatisfied with Luo He's attitude of not letting go of the jaw, the hand that pinched the neck was no longer gentle, and tightened the throat.

The pain and suffocation forced Luo He to open his mouth helplessly, and immediately poked his fingers in, so deep that his nails even scratched Luo He's delicate throat.

Luohe was in pain, and his eyes were covered with a layer of physiological tears.

The paper went around to this passage through the mirror door, and the first thing he saw was this picture.

The delicate young man with thin red cheeks hammered the mirror while holding his throat and vomited vigorously, but because this was the body in the game, he couldn't vomit anything at all, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Paper recognized him at a glance.

This very recognizable face - Luo He, the [-]th.

He has observed Luo He's recording and broadcasting, and he is not like others, thinking that Luo He lay down by luck.

If he wasn't afraid of ghosts, Luo He would at least be in the top [-].

What happened to him?

Juanzi drew a mark on the mirror door with a pen while approaching Luohe.

Luo He finally recovered.

It wasn't because of the pain that he cried, but because he was frightened and cried when he found out that those ghostly hands were fierce as if they wanted to kill him.

Strange to say, his hands disappeared after he cried.

Luo He wiped his face, feeling very tired, thinking of being attacked by those hands in the future, he really wanted to commit suicide and get out of the game.

"Stop, if you have something to say at this distance, I'm not in good shape and I can't beat you." Luo He's voice was hoarse, his eyes were hazy with tears, and he had no momentum at all, but he spoke with confidence.

He glanced at the paper vigilantly. No. 1, whose name makes the student very psychologically shadowed, is a bright-minded man with brown curly hair.Don't know if this is true or not.

Paper was also afraid that he was a trap, so he didn't plan to get too close, and talked to him from a safe distance of two meters.

"Exchange information," said the examination paper.

"Okay." Luo He said, "One per person."

"Let me say it first," Juanzi was really curious about why he looked like that just now, embarrassed and charming, if it wasn't for a horror game, he really thought Luo He was playing an 18R adult game, "There is a mirror door every twenty blocks , there is a one-time trap grid outside the mirror door, the quality of the treasure chest is different, and a password is required. It’s up to you.”

"You are too watery."

"If you have already explored it, then I will give you another one. Even if you get the props, don't attack the mirror at will. Two people have died because of it."

Luo He calmed down a bit, his throat was no longer burning hot, but the touch of cold fingers in his mouth still seemed to exist in it. He touched his cheek with his tongue in displeasure, almost crying physiologically.

The news of the paper is very sincere.

"Then I'll give you two. First, the ghost will perfectly imitate the players and come out to lure them, and will attack in the passage. Second, I opened a silver treasure chest."

The paper's eyes lit up, "Have you found any clues to the password? I haven't found any paper clues yet."

Luo He glanced at him, but said nothing.

Thinking about the paper, I forgot about it for a while, how could this kind of thing be shared.

"In this way, I have ten treasure chests, five gold, three silver and two copper treasure chests. You can try to open them for me. If you can open them, we will cooperate. You three and seven."

Luo He frowned, "I have no objection to the assignment, but I'm not sure if you are real or fake."

"According to what you said, you should have just been attacked. Ghosts have time to attack the same person. Besides, why pretend to be me when they can directly attack you?" The paper calmly analyzed, "If you are worried, follow me one meter I hid the treasure chest in a dead passage."

Luo He: "Okay, I'll follow you."

Juanzi is very familiar with this area, and it seems that he has a clear map of the disturbing mirror passages that look exactly the same.

This is the essential difference between a master player and an ordinary player.

Luo He's heart was finally relieved when he mentioned his throat.

Luo He, who had turned a few passages and didn't know where he was, was a little dizzy. The paper was getting faster and faster, and the figure turned in front of him, so he couldn't see him. Luo He shouted and chased after him.

The sound of the paper suddenly appeared behind him.

"You're going in the wrong direction."

Luohe turned around stiffly like a robot.

Juanzi smiled amiably with a brown curly hair on top of his head, his appearance was exactly the same as before, but there was a heartbeat that Luo He was familiar with from him.

Luo He held his heart sadly, turned around and ran.

Baby, anyone can do it, you can touch anyone, but this is not good, this is a ghost! ! !

"Why are you running? Didn't you agree to follow me to see the treasure chest?"

In the blink of an eye, Juanzi's figure stood in front of him.

He was walking towards him step by step with great pressure.

Seeing that there was no hope of survival, Luo He's legs went limp, and he sat down on the ground. He was so frightened that tears flowed uncontrollably, and his little heart was still beating excitedly. He wanted to slap himself to death.

Juanzi squatted in front of Luo He, wiped the little rabbit's wet face with his thumb, and twirled his fingers curiously.

"Recognize me again?"

Luo He nodded with a sullen face.

"Does it hurt?"

Luo He nodded first, then shook his head.

The paper made him laugh.

"Pain or no pain, talk."

Luo He was aggrieved, "It hurts, I dare not hurt, I'm afraid you'll kill me."

The paper looked gloomy.

"You are not good, just give me what I want, and it won't hurt."

"Then you want my head?"

"You don't need to give me this," said the paper, "I'll twist it myself."

With that said, he put his hand on Luo He's head.

Luo He hated his broken mouth to death, and cried out loudly, fearing and loving this ghost at the same time. This kind of complex taste is probably the magical feeling that can only be obtained when eating sour, sweet, bitter and spicy at the same time.

The paper asked him: "I said you liked me before, do you still like me now?"

Luo He hiccupped from crying, and said very loudly: "I like it!"

Paper: "Then why are you so afraid of me?"

Luo He: "There is no conflict between these two things, I am just afraid of ghosts and have nothing to do!"

Juanzi laughed softly, "Little liar. Don't you want a treasure chest?"

Luo He shook his head vigorously, belching like a goose.

He tried hard to transform himself from a human into a mushroom, determined to plant himself on the floor without moving half a step.

Then, Juanzi picked off the self-deceiving mushroom and dragged Luo He's legs forward.

Luo He has seen this ghost story.

The person who was dragged by the ghost as a mop was left with only bones, flesh and blood spilled all over the ground, and the death was extremely painful.

He couldn't get away, he had nothing to love, and after lying down for a while, he suddenly found that his back didn't hurt, and he just lay down happily.