The beauty of the fishing department is a god in the love variety show

Darkness came again, but this time it was even worse.Like elongated tentacles, the light blue smoke penetrated through the open windows and doors, and diffused in the room.

Barton and the others, who were still sleeping, woke up from choking and found that something was wrong. They immediately held their breath and wanted to close the window.

But it was useless, the blue mist was completely unobstructed, still drifting in like dandelion seeds, getting into people's nostrils, entering the lungs through the respiratory tract, taking root and sprouting.

Barton's originally smooth breathing became difficult. Every time he exhaled, his chest hurt so badly that he had to bend his back and hold on to the table like an old man.

He knew the riddle had been triggered, but he had no idea what it was.

He stumbled to the door and opened it to find the source.However, as soon as I opened the door, I found the smoke several times thicker than the inside of the house. Just a face-to-face, I was so smoked that my eyes felt like they were being burned.

With a cry of pain, he immediately retreated into the room and slammed the door shut.Relying on the feeling, I wanted to wash away the mist from the eyes with water, but it didn't help at all.

Because they lost the opportunity, they are now trapped in the house, even if they want to solve the puzzle, they have no choice. Could it be that they really just watched themselves die like this?

He coughed painfully, panicked for the first time.

"Master Nanzhou, can you help me?"

He knelt down beside the window sill powerlessly, his neck hanging down like a dying swan, slender and charming yet revealing a fragile and pitiful look.The red and swollen eyes could no longer be opened, but the curly and thick eyelashes fluttered lightly like the wings of a butterfly.

His voice was so weak, like an angel in urgent need of God's rescue, hitting the other person's heart.

Such a gesture is like a rose that is about to wither, every minute and every centimeter reveals an irresistible fragile beauty.

Nanzhou responded to the call and appeared in the room. The light blue light on his body shone on Barton's body, dyeing him with a crystal halo.

"Reject, please explore by yourself."

However, the cold answer shattered Barton's expectations, forcing him to stand up, fumbled and stretched out his hand towards Nanzhou, trying to grab his robe, and continued to beg.

Nanzhou dodged away with a whoosh, disbelief showing in the eyes of the cold machine.

How can a human being be so brazen!Don't know how to keep social distance from married people? !

If Song An knew what he was thinking, there would be countless question marks: I said just now that I was just trying, why did I suddenly become married?

Moreover, Nanzhou looked at the appearance of human begging in embarrassment in front of him, and there were two big words in the data - "disgusting".

He sent the customs clearance directly to Song An, but Song An was unwilling to accept it, for fear that it would cause him trouble.But the person in front of him unceremoniously wanted to deprive him of the benefits.

No wonder Song An said that liking someone is different. It is precisely because Song An likes him that he thinks about him everywhere, doesn't care about his identity, and doesn't even need him to change the data.

For those who don't like him, no matter how hard they try to pretend, they will never be able to change the selfishness in their bones.

Nanzhou didn't want to get entangled with him. Although he could observe Song An's behavior from a long distance, he still wanted to stand near him.

He ruthlessly rejected Barton's request, and warned him: "To solve the puzzle, you need to use your ingenuity, instead of trying to pass the level by crooked ways. Please do it yourself."

After speaking, it turned into a faint light spot and disappeared.

Barton withdrew his hand in a daze, a little confused, how Nanzhou changed in just a short time.

Obviously, he answered his own question very easily for the first time. Of course, he didn't think it was Nanzhou's admiration for him, but it was obvious that Nanzhou was not a righteous leader. Sow discord among the guests attending.

Both of them have impure goals, but such a tacit cooperation is tacit.

But this time, something seems to have changed in Nanzhou.

Barton has been in love many times and played with countless emotions, so he has great confidence in his instincts.

Obviously Nanzhou looks more rigorous and more like an NPC, but he feels that the other party's mind is completely out of this game.

What happened?

And in Jerry's room, Pete opened the door silently, looked at the bulging quilt on the bed with a ferocious smile, raised the ax high and chopped it down unceremoniously.

But the sharp blade did not fall, and in an instant, the quilt on the bed was lifted up, covering Pete's head properly.

And the person who was lying inside also jumped up instantly, took out a sharp dagger from his arms, and stabbed straight at Pete's heart.

A certainty flashed in Fang Jin's eyes, knowing that he would succeed in this blow.And as long as Pete is killed, he doesn't have to die.

But his smile didn't last long, only a crisp sound was heard, something blocked his sharp blade, and the terrible force directly overturned him, and fell to the foot of the bed with a bang.

Song An didn't let Pete go, taking advantage of him being trapped by the quilt, he immediately tied him up with "sexy ropes" and threw him into the corner.

When Fang Jin saw clearly that it was Song An who blocked her, she jumped up from the ground in anger, with anger bursting out of her nose.

"What the hell do you want to do?! As long as we kill him, we can pass the level!"

Song An sat on the chair unhurriedly, staring at Fang Jin indifferently, with a gentle arc on the corner of his mouth.

"So, this door is yours, right?"

Fang Jin froze, and wanted to explain something, but knew that he had been exposed and could not hide it at all, so he could only stick his neck and say, "Yes, so what! Since you know this is my door, you shouldn't stop me, Only I can lead you through the customs."

Song An chuckled: "Not necessarily, maybe what you lead us to is hell at all."

This is the story of "Big Claus and Little Claus". Although it seems that Little Claus is being bullied, he can only resist with wisdom in desperation.But Big Klaus is simple-minded and has a bad temper. He falls into the trap set by Little Klaus every time and makes himself miserable. Finally, in order to go to the so-called heaven, he sinks into the river with a stone in his arms.

But in fact, neither of these guys is a good thing.One is unscrupulous for profit, and the other is treacherous, cunning, vanity and shameless.

But this is only from the perspective of the story itself, Song An thinks that Fang Jin may be Little Klaus.When people narrate their own experiences, they are actually biased. They will subconsciously hide the factors that are not good for them and magnify the factors that are beneficial to them.

Therefore, in this door, Little Claus is not necessarily good, and Big Claus does not necessarily need to be killed.

Fang Jin's face turned red with anger: "What nonsense are you talking about? If you can't pass the level, you die, and I have to die too. What am I trying to do!"

[That's right, I don't understand what Song An is thinking at all.They already know that this is Fang Jin's door, so just listen to his clearance. They have to make such a move, just for the sake of exposure! 】

[Indeed, according to the current logic, it is actually right to kill Big Klaus.If this continues, other guests trapped in the puzzle will be poisoned to death by the poisonous mist.Could it be that Song An had this idea, and wanted to wipe out all the waves and pass the level directly? ? ? 】

【……&%()()】

【…】

what happened?The viewers who were watching the live broadcast suddenly realized that the barrage could no longer be posted, no, no, it wasn't impossible to post at all, but they could only post compliments about Song An, not complaints about Song An.

I saw that the screen was completely occupied by Song An's fans, and there were [An An Come on], [An An YYDS] and the like floating everywhere, which made people angry.

The audience was extremely dissatisfied, and immediately went to the official website of the program group to complain.

It's a pity that the official website is also very poor, so I can only pretend to be dead silently.

No way, the boss suddenly stretched out his tentacles directly to their live broadcast platform insanely, what can they do?They also want to cry, woo woo woo...

And among them, a comment was slowly pushed up, not praising Song An, nor scolding Song An, but...

[I just wanted to post "Husband An An, I love you, I want to give birth to a monkey for you", but not only could I not post it, but I was banned forever? ? ?Can anyone explain to me what's going on? 】

Song An stared at him for a moment, his gaze as sharp as a blade: "Not necessarily, you will not die, only us will die."

Nanzhou's customs clearance requirements have loopholes from the very beginning. There are two ways to clear the customs: one, solve all the puzzles; two, the owner of the door dies.

But solving all the puzzles does not mean that the owner of the door will definitely die, so Fang Jin may not die.

He may have reached some kind of agreement with Little Klaus, as long as Big Klaus dies, clearance can be guaranteed.

However, the wrong answer will not kill him, but will kill others.

Fang Jin clenched her fists, hatred flashed in her eyes, the props were already caught by her fingertips, and she was about to attack Song An.

Song An laughed, shook his finger slightly, and stopped his movement.

"I advise you not to confront me head-on, have you forgotten? I am the heart-beating star of the previous episodes. I have a terrible amount of points, and the items that can be exchanged are naturally much better than you. So, you'd better Consider the outcome of confronting me."

Fang Jin froze, knowing that Song An was right.They were all deceived by that gentle and harmless appearance, how could it be possible for those who have been able to pass the test in one go until now to have no means.

He asked hoarsely, "What the hell are you trying to do?!"

Song An spread his hands innocently: "Of course it's solving puzzles and clearing the level."

Fang Jin almost died of anger, after talking so much, he came back again!

"Then kill Big Klaus!"

"It's not necessary."

Song An spoke softly, his gaze was still as soft as the veil-like moonlight, but when it fell on Fang Jin, it was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

"I think we can pass the customs directly."

Fang Jin was taken aback for a moment, and looked at him puzzled.

Song An: "I don't know what your story is like, but in this door, it is very simple to atone for your crimes. Jump into the river with a stone in your arms, and your soul will be with Big Klaus." into heaven."

Fang Jin's lips trembled, of course he knew it, but he didn't want to do it because he didn't want to die.

"I'm going to die..."

"Perhaps, but as long as you sincerely repent, there may be a way out."

Fang Jin shook his head frantically, impossible, absolutely impossible, that person hated him so much, how could he let him go so easily.

He fell to his knees at Song An's feet with a bang, and begged bitterly, "Please, don't do this. Just kill Big Klaus, and I guarantee that none of you will die, really."

He looked pitiful, but his words were also extremely false.

Song An turned his head and looked at Nanzhou: "How much time do I have?"

Nanzhou liked him so much that he asked him for help, and he wanted to report the seconds: "Three minutes and 37 seconds, the pool is behind the house, you need to spend one minute and 50 seconds. And if Fang Jin resists, it may exceed the time, it takes Can I help?"

"unnecessary."

Song An refused Nanzhou's help, and Fang Jin shrugged regretfully, and directly pulled him up from the ground.

If time is long enough, maybe he can dig into Fang Jin's secrets, which is a pity.

And Nanzhou only felt that it was a pity, should he increase the difficulty a little more.

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