Hurry up and make money, or you will be banned!

"Why are you tired!" Xuelu frowned, "Hurry up and throw the dice! Sitting on the ground is not right!... You, Zhao Laoer, I order you to throw the dice!"

Zhao Laoer spread his hands, and his tone was ruffian, as if you could treat me like a man: "Everyone doesn't throw it away, why let me throw it away? Even if I throw it away, other people don't throw it away, they can't do it the same way." Get down!"

551 nodded: "Indeed."

"You're making more trouble!" Xuelu punched 551 flying, and then yelled at Boss Zhao, "You, throw the dice!"

Boss Zhao honestly threw the dice. In round No. 13, he threw a 6, regressed from positive 59 to positive 53, and sat down again.

Shouting to Meidanzuo, Meidanzuo lazily raised his eyelids, and his answer was the most concise: "No."

Xue Lu was so angry that he almost fell from the sky.Suddenly, the scepter in his hand became hot. Before Xuelu could react, [Sorrowful Breath] was activated automatically, and a blast of frost with an ominous blue light hit Mei Danzuo!

The power of frost was fast and ruthless, and Mei Danzuo was crushed into ashes without even a chance to hide!

Everyone in the audience was stunned watching Oberon who "suddenly exposed" the killing rules, and Xuelu herself was also stunned.

"Why did you kill people!" Xuelu slapped the scepter in his hand, "This... I didn't do it! I can't bear to use such a big wallet!"

Edward's eyes became blood red: "Oberon, you...!"

Fortunately, the blood race has a racial advantage, as long as they are not burned by fire, they can be resurrected. Edward didn't care about targeting Xuelu, and started singing next to Medanzo's "Ash".

Xuelu felt that he had done something wrong, so he went to yell at other people, but the others understood his "rule of killing" and used the word "delay" one by one. He refused even if he refused, and the question was "immediately". Reminder means "I will throw it when they throw it away".

551 couldn't help persuading him: "Don't be angry, or just like this, players don't throw if they don't throw it, and they won't get rewards if they don't throw it, isn't it good for you?"

Xuelu thought that they would not get rewards, and I would not be able to extort money either!Bibi is still miserable!

He couldn't help being discouraged: "Why are you doing this! Rewards... don't you want any rewards!"

It's okay if he doesn't mention it, but when he mentions it, the players can't help it.Edward raised a wind blade and threw it at the Immortal King: "You still have the nerve to say rewards, first return the props that blackmailed us!"

Xuelu didn't expect him to attack suddenly, and was directly hit by the wind blade on his exposed forearm. After a moment of pain, a bloodstain was left on Xuelu's white arm, oozing blood.

He couldn't believe it, and a huge grievance came to his heart: "You, you hit me?"

From the internship dungeon to now, no player has ever been so arrogant.The stinging pain on his arm was unbearable, and the corners of his eyes turned red all of a sudden, "You...you wait for me!"

The beautiful fairy king with red eyes flapped his butterfly wings blankly, and then disappeared behind the biggest neon sign.

Looking at the empty little throne, and the gigantic flashing neon signs as always, the players were confused for a moment.

"How did you fight just now?" Zhao Laoer was puzzled, "You killed the NPC in one go? S-level equipment?"

Edward was dumbfounded: "I didn't do anything, I just used my vampire companion ability and threw a wind blade... I'll go, this damn child is too squeamish, the wind blade can cut a finger at most, I just want to Frighten him!"

The others were noncommittal, but this Edward is still pretending to be able to kill Oberon in one go, his strength is really unfathomable!

Suddenly, the bald brother who had been silent all this time spoke up. His voice was very hoarse, as if he had just cried: "Can we have another game? I know you don't want to play anymore, but brother... I don't believe him He died just like that, I want to find him after entering the door."

Zhao's second child couldn't bear it: "Are you sure? No one knows what happened behind the door, please be more rational..."

The bald brother shook his head, his eyes full of determination: "Maybe it's the twins' telepathy, I always feel that my brother is still alive. Even if it's a dead end, what's the point of me being alive if my brother is dead?"

His words seemed hypocritical, but they pierced Zhao Laoer's heart.

Every day in the nineteenth floor, which player doesn't want to give up and run to death?But they still have friends and brothers inside, and every morning when they wake up numbly, it is relying on and believing.He didn't dare to think about how crazy he would be if his elder brother and younger brother were gone.

Seeing that the bald brother was so persistent, the others could only compromise, and they had the right to do good things for him.The bald brother is now at 44, and he can enter the door in just two more rounds, but...

After everyone voted for one round, it was time for Oberon to select candidates, but what about Oberon?

Facing the accusing eyes of others, Edward twitched the corner of his mouth and shouted behind the neon sign: "Stop pretending, I just hit you lightly, the wound has healed in 10 minutes! Hurry up and get out to work!"

A few murmurs came from behind the neon sign, which could not be heard clearly under the cover of the melodious classical music.

Edward continued to shout: "You didn't want us to throw the dice just now, and you couldn't come out if we threw the dice? Come out quickly, I know you can hear me!"

551 also muttered in a low voice: "Master, those players have changed their ways, so you can go out and continue hosting."

Xuelu glared at him resentfully: "Who are you with! Just now you are talking for them, and now you are still talking for them! I don't care, I won't go out. Is this Immortal King something they can order at will!"

Before the words fell, Edward shouted: "I'll count to five and you come out obediently, and I'll give you this C-level prop!"

……

props?

Xuelu's stubborn little wings moved.

C-rank wants to buy him?What do you think of him!

One minute later, under the contemptuous eyes of other players, Edward gritted his teeth: "B-level! I'll give you a B-level when you come out! Damn, it's so hard to serve... If you don't come out, you will never come out!"

Just behind the neon sign, the young man's clear voice was full of grievance and stubbornness: "...You, give me the props first!"

Damn, don't try to be an empty-handed white wolf!

Facing the disapproving gazes of other people, Edward had no choice but to take out the B-level props first. As soon as he took them out, the props flew like a rocket "CHUA" to the back of the neon sign. Its speed and impatience could not be seen at all. The NPC who was wronged and hid just now did it.

... He must have been tricked again!

Fortunately, this B-level prop was not in vain. Although Oberon didn't bother to put on a business-like smirk, he still came out to choose someone with a look of disgust of "hurry up and get me off work".

The male high school student entered the penalty book, and Brother Zhao turned around.

Brother Zhao was not surprised that he was turned away. He looked at Oberon: "It's optional to enter or not. I won't enter [Gate of Vientiane]."

Xuelu rolled her eyes, impatient with her lines being robbed: "Are you sure?"

"determine."

The next moment, BONUS broke into applause and screams. In the air, the giant neon lights flashed together, and the colorful spotlights spun and turned with the cheers, casting "Congratulation!!!" on the ceiling. The posture is the same as choosing the door of Vientiane !

After the celebration was over, Big Brother Zhao opened his eyes and turned to everyone: "I got a B-level item."

???

There are no donkeys in this dog welfare field, so they really give things? !

And it's B-rank as soon as it's shot!

"It turns out that the option of the Gate of Vientiane is a deceit..." Zhao Laoer looked thoughtfully at the irritable Immortal King, "It should have been thought of earlier."

"What do you mean!" Xue Lu was erupted by his tone of pointing at Sang Huai, "I asked you if you want to enter the door, you chose to enter!"

Zhao Xiaopang still wanted to quarrel with him, but he heard Little Mushroom said indifferently: "What he said is right. All the choices are made by ourselves."

"You still say good things for him?" Zhao Xiaopang couldn't understand Little Mushroom, "Look at the injuries on your body, if he hadn't thrown you into the penalty area, how could you have been injured!"

"I watched a bad program on TV, so you blame the remote?" Little Mushroom sneered, "Forget it, I can't explain it to you."

551 was in a hurry: "Master, no, no, no, you must not continue the next round, it's leaking into a hole!"

Fortunately, except for Chi Ying and the bald brother, none of the 44 players in the last round dared to step on 47, so only Chi Ying can pass the BONUS this round.She was a bit unlucky, and only got a C-level item, but it also made up for the previous loss, and it was still useful, so I couldn't be happier.

When Chi Ying stood still on Zheng Er, everyone looked at the bald brother tacitly.

He nodded gratefully to everyone, threw a 5, and walked towards Bonus heavily and firmly.Stepping on the grid, he said loudly to Xuelu, "I want to enter the Gate of Vientiane."

Above, Xuelu and 551 have also finished discussing. After this round is over, he will hide directly and absolutely cannot continue to the next round!

Hearing that the bald brother was going to enter the door, Xuelu fell into his arms, and there was one less reward to give away.He happily threw down the door of Vientiane, and watched the bald brother enter the door amidst strange cheers.

Frightening and predictable, 3 minutes passed, the huge transparent door melted into the air, and the bald brother couldn't come out.

Looking at the dazzling "8" on the system panel, Chi Ying closed the panel impatiently, with a trembling voice: "Why did he have to go in? If he doesn't go in, he can survive..."

Liu Kaixuan looked at her beautiful side face with dark eyes: "If he doesn't go in, even if he survives this dungeon, for him, the days to come will probably be more difficult than death."

Chi Ying seemed to understand, but also didn't seem to understand, so she gave a soft "hmm".

The bald twins didn't even come out?One is accidental, and the other two are intriguing... Xuelu also began to wonder what the two wished.

He couldn't help but look back at the giant neon light behind him, on which "Money or Life" was flashing tirelessly, cold and mocking.

Is it at the cost of life to realize the wish?Lovely Edward is alive and well.

With Boss Zhao and Chi Ying successfully winning rewards first, the attitude of the others to "help the bald brother" has also changed, and the speed of rolling the dice is getting faster and faster.But after rolling the dice, it was still a while before Oberon came to pick the person who would change direction and enter the penalty area.

Looking up, who else is there in mid-air?Not to mention people, even the luxurious little throne disappeared.

...I'm going, this is the night I packed my luggage and ran away?

Everyone was dumbfounded. A group of old players had seen a murderous NPC who was cunning and cunning and took heads thousands of miles away. They had also seen a sinister NPC who was cunning and cunning. The NPC who ran away with the throne on his shoulders without giving rewards!

"This pain in the ass..." Zhao Laoer murmured, "I can't beat it, I can't scold it, it doesn't make sense..."

After all kinds of search items flew around and the players yelled "Hurry up and settle the settlement", a vision happened.

The melodious classical music was pressed down the static key, replaced by a low, booming hum.

The strange sound was accompanied by a huge shock and came from all directions, as if something huge was waking up underground, or as if a volcano that had been dormant for many years was about to erupt.

This irresistible, natural warning awakened the fear imprinted in human instincts, and everyone sacrificed their equipment and were extremely vigilant.

The amplitude did not tend to slow down, but intensified, like a glass snowball being played by a giant beast, and the entire space violently jolted.

In the fear of everyone, they suddenly caught a glimpse of a flash of bright green flying out from behind the giant neon sign that fell violently.

"Oberon! Damn it, you figured it out, what the hell is going on?!"

Unexpectedly, Oberon was also full of fear: "I still want to ask you! What are you doing, stop now...Is it okay if I come out to host! It will not be good for you or me if you collapse the copy!"

So it sounds like Oberon doesn't even know what's going on with this upheaval?

The shock had already spread farther away, and the statue on the ceiling fell and fell to pieces without being contacted. Oberon found a shorter and stronger neon sign to hide in a panic.

For a while, the crystal chandeliers fell one after another like the tears of the gods when the world was destroyed, elegant and desperate.

"What's going on?" Xuelu was so frightened that she was about to cry, flipping through the information in the copy, "It's not written anywhere!"

551 One couldn't dodge and was almost crushed by the fallen angel statue: "Master, are you okay!"

Xuelu grabbed 551 distressedly and stuffed it into his arms: "I'm fine, don't run around. Hurry up and report to the main system for rescue, there is something wrong with this dungeon..."

"It has been reported," 551 cheered, "You hold on, there are only 40 minutes left in the dungeon."

Before 551 finished speaking, he heard a loud "boom", accompanied by a strong white light, which actually came from the top of his head!

Xuelu covered her eyes: "What the hell...?"

All chaos stopped.

Come suddenly, go suddenly.The vibration and the strange sound disappeared together. In the next second, time seemed to be rewound. The shattered statues, crystal chandeliers, and collapsed neon signboards all returned to their original state and returned to their proper places.

Xuelu stood up in surprise, and looked towards the place where the white light disappeared——

A majestic man dressed in fine clothes descended from the void.

He was wearing a black cloak with golden patterns, and his black wavy mid-length hair, like a male god in Greek mythology, was carefully and neatly combed behind his head, adding to his majesty.

He has extremely deep eyebrows, straight and handsome nasal bone, thin M-shaped lips, and a pair of long and narrow eyes that are inorganic dark gold. Gorgeous boy.

When receiving the report, A was interrogating Zhang Shengmao for the third time.He had a slight impression of the name Xuelu, and the pretty little face in the [-] mall flashed in his mind, and he just thought "it really is so".

The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked! A sneered, just in time, and brought the little moth together, to see how the old moth can be stubborn.

A has seen many NPCs who are frightened by the monitoring team.Weeping bitterly, flustered...

But there is nothing like this in front of you.

The brocade clothes failed to take away the slightest brilliance, but instead became a beautiful child who should be a foil, fluttering light butterfly wings, and rushed straight towards him.

The beautiful face magnified little by little, and the soft body was wrapped in fluorescent light, flower petals, and the aroma of Sydney, crashing into his arms.

He seemed to be extremely aggrieved, his clear voice was nasal, half complaining and half reassuring——

"You're finally here, the rescue team..." Xuelu hugged the tall man's neck impatiently, "I'm so scared, I really don't know what to do..."

A hates contact with any creature.

Animals, humans, ghosts, even friends are not good, even a short touch will feel dirty, so he always wears a pair of leather gloves.

But by coincidence, his arms were gently brought together, completing the hug, and gently patted the back of the little NPC in his arms.

As soft as imagined, thinner than imagined.

Too thin, he thought, a handful of bones.Does this kid love money so much because he has no money to eat?

Immediately, he realized something was wrong: what was he thinking?Excuse the corrupt elements?

But just when A was about to let go of his arms and push the person out, he heard the sobbing of the boy in his arms.

That night, during the sparring in the broadcasting room, the boy was still so arrogant and domineering...why did he cry?

A became uncontrollably angry.

He spoke in a low voice, suppressing his anger: "What's wrong?"

"Those players, they bullied me," Xuelu said with a sob, "you don't know...they threatened me to host the game. I hid, and they chased me with props, beat me, and asked me to return the props ..."

Xuelu could bear it at first, but this member of the rescue team has such a good temper, he didn't get angry when he hugged him suddenly as if offended, and comforted him gently.

The broad embrace was very warm, and he was wrapped in his own black cloak, which made him unable to express his grievances.

He secretly raised his eyes to see the majestic man's face, the outline carved like a knife, the dark golden eyes like a monster dormant in the abyss, and those M-shaped lips...

Wow, he can't help but think wildly, it feels like it feels good to kiss...

Is the rescue team so good-looking?The imposing manner is also full, he has never seen such a dignified employee, maybe this is the feeling of a super elite!

Thinking about it, he raised his arm, exposing his snow-white forearm, and showed him the evidence, his voice was so wronged that he was dripping water: "It's all bleeding, it hurts so much..."

In fact, as Edward said, the wind blade can cut a finger at most, and it will heal within a few minutes.

But the tall man looked at the non-existent scars on the snow-white forearm that could not be found with a magnifying glass, and his face was so gloomy that he could pinch water.

At that moment, what is anti-corruption, what is catching the little moth and making the big moth confess, it has already flown to an unknown corner.

He looked at the little NPC's wrinkled face and flushed eyes, and there was only one thought in his mind.

This group of players!How dare! ! !