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

For a moment, everyone fell silent, looking at him in doubt or suspicion.

Dahai said in a deep voice: "Who knows if you are lying? Today is not Christmas Eve, the monk must be dead, and the agent who questioned you yesterday is also dead. Your identity as a substitute ghost may be fake, which cannot be found." Excuse the reason and fool us again?"

Zuo Tianmao didn't know what Xuelu was up to, but he still helped Xuelu speak: "Quiet, listen to him first. He is really a lie and then deal with him."

Xiaotu also believed in Xuelu, after all yesterday Xuelu was the most supportive of the "Flying Sky is a wolf theory": "That's right, listen to it first."

Xuelu sneered: "If you don't believe me, I don't believe it. I've kindly helped you to be donkeys. Since you don't believe me, I'll say yes first. I'll say it later when each of you gives me two A-level items. If you don't, just stay here Wait to die!"

The pretty boy with silver hair and golden eyes changed his face too quickly, completely inconsistent with the appearance of his righteous words yesterday, and even opened his mouth to extort money.

But this is in line with the true face of a senior player on the [-]th floor. His actions made people more convincing.

The little rabbit is much smarter, and his big eyes rolled: "Are you sure you can pass the level directly?"

Xuelu nodded: "I haven't tried it yet, but I guarantee that at least I can clear the werewolf killing directly. When the werewolf killing is over, there is a high probability that there will be a few ghost feasts, but don't worry, as long as you give me the props, I will follow up with you in the subsequent scenes." If you find a clue to clear the customs, I will give it to you too."

Xiaotu readily took out two rubbish A-level props and handed them over to him on the spot.

After all, they are all S-level dungeons. Although the two A-level props are a bit painful, the price is pitifully small compared to death.

Xuelu immediately took Xiaotu to the room for a private chat, his firm attitude deepened the speculation of the others.

The great white shark gritted his teeth and chased after him: "Damn it, wait! Here you go, let me listen too. I can warn you, if you lie, I will tear you apart!"

Zuo Tianmao was a little dumbfounded, he really didn't know what Xuelu was doing, he thought it was Xuelu trying to mess with people's mentality, so he also chased after him, fearing that he would be suspected of not being a player.

After a while, everyone in Bi'anhua's room arrived except Da Hai.

Xuelu accepted the props one by one, sold them for money on the spot, and then said: "Today's ghost banquet, everyone writes the number 0, or Ziyan."

The crowd was in an uproar.

Xiaotu slapped the table and opened his mouth to refute, but his mouth got stuck.

Soon, the players figured out why.

The great white shark suddenly realized: "It turned out to be like this!"

Little Rabbit didn't know what to think of, with a complicated expression on his face: "I said, is it possible to find out from the plot? Everyone, if you fail to cast number 0 today, you will lose one execution method in vain! "

What Xiaotu said was right, the exuberant Great White Shark and Lao Zhang calmed down.

Failure to do so can be very costly.

Great White Shark nodded: "If there is still one wolf on the field, you can win by pushing today. But if there are two wolves, if you don't push someone tonight, the good guy won't be able to play tomorrow."

Xuelu narrowed his eyes: "If the werewolf kills again tonight, the probability of killing you and me is higher than 1/5, do you dare to bet?"

"But...why did you announce this pass method today?" Xiaotu frowned, "Could it be to escape your suspicion?"

"What suspicion do I have? I'm a substitute ghost. Is there any other substitute ghost who came out to beat me?" Xuelu said slowly, "The judge hasn't jumped up to now, and he is probably dead. The good guys are now led by me. Question?"

"Furthermore, I only cracked it today, so of course I said it today. Your little rabbit is more suspected than me. If I want to harm you, I can push you today and announce it tomorrow."

In fact, Xuelu knew where Xiaotu was awkward.

Just now, this cute girl's eyes lit up for a moment, and then went out again.

She was remorseful and angry, why did Xuelu announce that the way to pass the level was today instead of yesterday, so that Fei Tian would not die, and she would not have to endure endless condemnation of conscience.

After all, no matter Fei Tian is a ghost or a good person, he died because she forced her to be the focus.

Others can somewhat feel the negative emotions lingering around Xiaotu, but who can blame it.

The Great White Shark didn't take pity on the beauty, and made a quick decision: "I also think that the design of Ziyan Room 0 is meaningful. The god in the normal Werewolf Killer doesn't have a player number!"

Xiaotu still wanted to refute, but Xuelu interrupted her mercilessly: "Try it. If the ghost banquet is still not over, you ghosts can kill me at night, or push me out tomorrow."

When the crowd dispersed, Zuo Tianmao pulled Xuelu aside: "What the hell are you doing, I don't understand."

Xuelu lowered her head apologetically: "I'm sorry, I have something I want to do. That player, Zhang, I want him to make a dungeon alive."

Zuo Tianmao was stunned: "Why?"

On the side, 551 is lining up with colorful bubbles. I don't know it is 552 until now, but seeing 552's relaxed expression, the complicated love and hatred between the two cubs seems to be getting along well.

Zuo Tianmao could be trusted, so Xuelu briefly went over the matter.

Zuo Tianmao couldn't calm down for a long time. After a long time, he smiled bitterly and said, "It turned out to be like this, it turned out to be like this... So I was so close to the answer."

"There is also a chance that it is a coincidence, but it is very small." Xuelu said, "In short, I want to let Uncle Zhang make a copy first... In this way, my kindness is paid off, and I can go to verify it with confidence."

When he said this, he was still a little uneasy. After all, keeping Uncle Zhang out meant that the NPC's collective interests would be damaged.

But Zuo Tianmao held his hand gently. Although he was wearing women's clothing and was extremely beautiful, his hand still belonged to a man's large skeleton, even bigger than Xuelu's.

The dry temperature was transmitted from the anxious fingertips to the heart, Xuelu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was trust in Shangzuo Tianmao's eyes.

"Go, do what you want to do." He said softly, "Sometimes, I always see myself in you, which makes me feel very confused, but very happy. And sometimes, I envy you very much, and feel that if I were you, everything would not be as bad as it is now."

Before the meal at the cool boy's fast food restaurant that day, Xuelu and Zuo Tianmao were strangers who met once.

After that meal, the relationship has improved by leaps and bounds. Maybe this is called hitting it off and hitting it off.

But Xuelu has never heard the story of Zuo Tianmao Jiang himself, the person in front of him is always gentle and strong, he can't imagine that such a person will have sad things.

He suddenly felt like a lousy friend.Self-assessment, and only notified a moment before the incident...

Xuelu pursed her lips: "Thank you. When I get out, can I hear your story?"

"Of course you can," the red-haired, green-eyed beauty smiled, "but the first thing is, you have to find out the truth that I've been avoiding, and the nineteen layers of concealment!"

Xuelu slowly shook that big hand back, Zuo Tianmao hugged him and gave him a long hug.

"I always believe that there is an arrangement for everything that happens," Zuo Tianmao murmured in the night, shattered in the wind, "Things you avoid and things you hate will come to you one by one. It's like a collapsed building. When it starts to subvert, no matter which floor you hide in, you will just wait for death..."

After five hours of tormenting waiting, Zi Yan entered the room stepping on the bell.

Xu knew that the people who were tortured by the fear of death were rarely relaxed, and looked at this NPC secretly.

An old-style salute with crane patterns on a black background, white and purple, and wooden clogs.He has an immature face, but his eyebrows are always lowered, his whole body is surrounded by a sense of tranquility and solemnity, and he has a natural aura of magic.

Xuelu suddenly said: "Moderator, after everyone has voted, the ghost feast can be over immediately, right?"

Zi Yan denied: "The rules cannot be broken. Even if everyone has voted, we still have to wait until 6 o'clock."

"Really?" Xuelu squinted her eyes, "Isn't the function of the ghost feast just to count the votes for 'The Executioner'? Why can't it end after voting?"

Ziyan lowered her eyes and remained silent, Xuelu slapped the table: "I guess, after voting, the ghost banquet can be ended. And the reason why you say you can't is because you want to cover up your voting rights!"

Zi Yan visibly trembled: "I don't understand what you mean."

"What's the point of voting anonymously?" Xuelu said, "As a real werewolf, the dungeon should love to see us killing each other and being suspicious of each other. Real-name voting can achieve the goal better."

"So... what anonymous voting wants to hide is not the name of the 'voter', but the name of the 'abstainer'!"

Everyone was stunned.

Indeed, Ziyan only announces the number of votes cast, and then everyone infers the number of abstained votes based on the number of people and the "who did not vote" they saw.

Now it seems that Ziyan's move is to cover up the fact that she is a member of the banquet!

Zi Yan stood up abruptly, and the wind blew up beside her: "You...you!"

Xuelu looked at her expressionlessly: "I'm not targeting you, I just want to end this dungeon quickly."

Ziyan gasped, perhaps she had never met an NPC who dismantled her own station, she looked at Zuo Tianmao, trying to ask for help, but the latter avoided her sight.

"Don't struggle," Xuelu shook her head at her, "I have convinced all the players to vote for you today. Save some time and vote."

At this point, Ziyan kicked the table angrily, without pretending to be sophisticated: "What the hell, just wait, I will complain to you when I go out!"

She tore off a piece of paper, drew a "0" almost rudely, and stuffed it into the wooden box with a snap.

Seeing that the NPC gave up on himself, other players quickly voted for number 0.

After the tickets of all the living people entered the mahogany small box, the vision suddenly appeared.

distortion.

The candlelight blazed, and the shadows of the candles rose sharply, and all the scenes fell into a distorted state that was on the verge of being broken. The door of the room opened wide, and the walls melted...

The delicate incense became more and more intense, and when inhaled into the nasal cavity, there was another disgusting rancid smell, as if to cover up something.

After getting more and more fragrant and smelly, people's consciousness was blurred, and then there was a blank...

Xuelu was dreaming again.

In the dream, he was still sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the high-rise building. Outside the window was the bustling street at night, full of traffic, and a magnificent scene.

But in the blink of an eye, the night becomes darker and darker, no, it's not the night, but the shadows are approaching.

When did the building opposite get so close?

He really wanted to scream, wanted to get up and run away, but he couldn't control the body in his dream, everything was false and magical, only the great fear was real.

In the fear of drowning, he remembered his last dream.Immediately, a white figure will pass by the window, as if someone jumped off a building, and then he will be able to wake up...

But this time, no one jumped off the building.

In doubt, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Then a young man roared anxiously, with a clear and magnetic voice: "Xiao Lu, Xiao Lu! Lu Guixue! Are you in? Come out, it's not good..."

"&%￥... collapsed, we were fooled... the [-]th floor is gone! We have to leave, Xiao Jiang and her sister are stalling for time, come out quickly!"

Xu didn't get an answer, so the young man broke into the door and found "Xuelu" who was unconscious in front of the French window.

Moving up the angle of view, Xuelu found that "Xuelu"'s shirt was wide open, and his abdomen was covered with bandages, but blood was still oozing out. It was so miserable, and he was still holding a pile of heavy things tightly in his arms, like is an important clue.

Under the call of the youth, "Xuelu" woke up.

Then there was an upside-down escape.

The young man took his hand, and the two rushed down the stairs of the tall building.

The young man said that the elevator also collapsed, most of the world disappeared, and everything was merging and reorganizing.

He also said that fortunately, Big Brother Python has a SSS-level prop BUG door, which can lead people out forcibly, but the singing time is very long.Python placed the "BUG door" in the parking lot on the second floor of the high-rise building, and it will start in 2 minutes. As long as you enter the door, everyone can leave.

One floor, one floor... Countless steps, spinning and hovering to the end of the blackness, like a self-destructive road into the abyss.

"Xuelu" didn't seem to be in good health, or the injury was too serious. Halfway through the run, he passed out again and almost rolled down the stairs.

The young man gritted his teeth and picked him up.

Unexpectedly, Xuelu saw the youth's face.

...a proxy?

At this time, the agent's eyes were not injured, and his face did not have a deep lifeless look. He was anxious and nervous, but still implied the vigor of a young man and the courage to fight against everything.

He is a handsome and sunny young man.

"Damn it, Xiao Lu!" The young man cried, "Hold on, we'll be leaving soon..."

Until now, Xuelu realized that it should not be Gou Xue's "memory of the previous life", but a pure dream.

They all say that they think about it day by day and dream about it at night. Maybe it's because they have a deep impression on the agent that he dreamed about him in such an outrageous way.

As if to confirm his guess, when he ran to the first floor, he saw many old acquaintances again.

The tall and gentle girl with tied-up hair has the face of a lotus leaf.She pulled a tall girl with a good figure like a model, but she turned out to be the most white lotus girl among the millionaires, Chi Ying.

The agent behind "Xuelu" called them Xiaojiang and Xiaomei.

And a few people staggered to the second basement floor. In the corner of the empty and dark parking lot, there was an overwhelming white light, like the gate of creation. Under the gate, a middle-aged tough man was anxiously waiting for them.

Another unexpected acquaintance, the tough guy's face is Uncle Zhang's.

The youth called him "Big Brother Python", and Uncle Zhang called these people "Xiao Yuan, Jiang Ye, Jiang Ying".Seeing "Xuelu" on his back, he asked worriedly, "Is Xiao Lu still awake?"

"He fainted again," the agent choked up, "What should I do, he is unconscious, can he walk through your passage?"

It seems that the "BUG door" of the middle-aged tough guy is limited, and the tough guy looked up to the sky and shouted angrily: "Damn it!"

Chi Ying was crying, and He Ye was also crying, as if crying "Xuelu".

But it was too late, the tough guy made a decisive decision, pulled the girls and threw them through the door: "You guys go first! I'll see if I can wake him up, it's too late!"

That's too late.

That's too late……

At this moment, Xuelu woke up.

This weird dream made his head throb and hurt.

It's strange to say that Xuelu belongs to the kind of person who sleeps well, maybe because he doesn't hide things in his heart, he rarely dreams on weekdays, and even if he does, it's the kind of dream that he can't remember at all when he wakes up, but this time , he can still clearly recall every detail of the dream.

"What a lack of friends," he smiled wryly, "I want to dream of making all the players I eliminated become teammates. And being carried away, my God..."

In the copy, it's dawn.

He returned to the luxurious hall of Lu's house that was so luxurious that he mistaken it for a ballroom. At this moment, he was reclined on the sofa, covered with a blanket.

It was the blanket that he had approved as a coat for several days.

Zuo Tianmao was lying on the sofa opposite him, sleeping unsteadily, frowning, not waking up yet.

The melodious classical music reverberates in the hall during the day, and the round window shines into the hopeful sunshine, everything is leisurely and beautiful.

There are only Xuelu and Zuo Tianmao in the hall. I don't know if the other players have escaped from the dungeon or are in other places.

He walked quickly to the window, the sun was too bright, he squinted his eyes for a while to get used to it.

Outside the window is the same sunny courtyard, with automatic sprinklers spraying water, and the clear little water dragon reflecting the crystal light.

In the sky, but...

Two suns.

Only now did Xuelu realize the sense of contradiction.

Hot, too hot. 37 degrees, 40 degrees, no, even higher, so high that the human body can no longer stay there for a long time.

In just a short time since he woke up, his back was soaked.

Under the too harsh sunlight, the ground seems to have melted, and the scene is in a golden melting feeling, which also becomes distorted and absurd.

He opened the system panel, nothing changed, and the [number of surviving players] changed from 24 to 11, and the number of players who cleared the level was 0.

In Werewolf Killing, Xiaotu, Dahai, Great White Shark, and Uncle Zhang survived, so the other 7 players survived the banquet of the other two families of the three major families.

In this way, there should be three to five surviving NPCs.

Can play another round.

However, in Werewolf Killing, the fact that the host is a clearance condition must have been exposed, and the next round will definitely not be Werewolf Killing.

Thinking about the possible trend of the next dungeon, Xuelu stood in front of the window for too long unknowingly, and actually felt the tingling pain of being burned on his arm.

He hurried away from the window and went to find cold water to rinse.When leaving the bathroom, I received a message

[Workaholic: Is it going well?No trouble?]

[Workaholic: I've already dealt with all the affairs, and I'll also deal with the next week.Sorry, I have no experience how to balance work and relationship before, so I won't let work interfere with our relationship in the future. 】【Workaholic: This dungeon of yours is randomly recruiting employees to fill the seats. It seems that too many people have been eliminated.can i go in 】

Xuelu had a sore nose.

The tense nerves relaxed at this moment, and he found that he missed the man like never before.

I want to talk to him, I want to be surrounded by him, so that I will have the courage to do everything with a backing.

【Little villain: come on】

【Little villain: I miss you a little bit】

[Little villain: Really, I miss you so much...]

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