Incredible Games [Unlimited]

There is no doubt that she has done a poor job in this task.

Caught by emotions and mistakes by the cunning way of life and death, Meng Fuyou looked at her white and clean wrist, a small pattern of the other shore flower appeared on it, but it was too embarrassing.

She was a little irritable, and kicked on the ground, staring at the black hole with faint eyes, "You wait for me."

On the Naihe Bridge, the silver bells on the wrists of Meng Po's jingle, one after another, as if evoking souls.

When Nan Jingcheng recovered in one breath, he opened his eyes suddenly, gasped violently, and glanced at the scene to the left and right. He was still sitting in the car, beside Meng Fuyou and Lu Mingyan who were still in a coma.

The car was already driving downhill, Meng Po Qiqi, who was in the front co-driver, smiled and said, "You're awake, why are all of them brought back to life, we're all going back now."

Nan Jingcheng called the two of them, shook them again, but there was no response, he asked in a deep voice, "How long will it take for the soul to wake up?"

"Ann, I've said it all, the resurgence is only a short-term rejection phenomenon, the dead will definitely wake up, it seems to make you nervous." Qiqi wrapped her hair and said very lightly.

Nan Jingcheng didn't want to continue asking, so he could only wait anxiously.

Fortunately, when the car completely left Meng Po Bridge, the two of them woke up one after the other.

Qiqi's voice came from the front: "Look, I said don't worry, I'll wake up now."

The expression on Lu Mingyan's face was wonderful. It could be seen that he had a lot to say, but since there were NPCs present, it could only be conveyed through expressions.

He wanted to say, this Naiheqiao didn't fucking talk about Wude, he almost fell into it.

The contrast between Meng Fuyou and him was great, she leaned back in the seat quietly and indifferently, her upward gaze was somewhat empty.

The two men around her both sensed that something was wrong with her, Nan Jingcheng held her hand and found that the fingertips were cold, he put both her hands into his palms and covered them, and asked softly after getting closer: "What's wrong? "

"I am fine."

Tomorrow, tomorrow.

She wants to split the thing in the mirror into two pieces.

The five cars returned to the castle one after another. When they went out, there were seven Granny Meng and nine players. After returning this time, there were still seven Granny Meng, but there was one less player, leaving only eight.

The remaining one failed to wake up from the "returning soul", and fell into the river of forgetfulness in a deep sleep.

After returning from Naihe Bridge, the seven Meng Granny left separately, some went back to the room, and some ran out to buy something to eat.

All the living players were extremely sleepy. Seeing that Granny Meng had dispersed, they secretly found places to take a nap.

Lu Mingyan and Nan Jingcheng followed Meng Fuyou back to Guanzhong Xiaolou. Anyway, Long Yan and his companions had already been eliminated, and now Meng Fuyou was the only one left in the whole small building.

The three of them locked the door and let several babies out to let the wind out before they dared to rest for a few hours.

When the time was up, the most spiritual skylark landed on the shoulders of the owners and pecked them awake several times.

Meng Fuyou sat up, lack of rest made her brows swell.

The room was very quiet, Nan Jingcheng handed her a glass of water to refresh her mind, Meng Fuyou drank it down after taking it.

"On the Naihe Bridge before, did you see your previous self? That is, in the state of a fierce spirit." The man sat on the armrest of her sofa and straightened the hair on her forehead.

He felt something was wrong with Meng Fuyou's emotions. If Naiheqiao allowed everyone to see her former self in the state of resurgence, then her opponent would be stronger than everyone else. She was facing the evil spirits at the top.

"En." Meng Fuyou responded, propped her face with one hand, and raised the glass to look at it boredly.

Nan Jingcheng: "Tomorrow is likely to remain in this mode."

"I know." Meng Fuyou smiled, "It's fine, don't worry."

Lu Mingyan, who was on the sofa over there, also woke up. After a long while, he finally got up and walked to their side, with the imprint of just sleeping on his face, he sighed slightly: "From the time we entered the book until now , according to the normal time, it has been at least forty or fifty hours, but even the "first day" has not completely passed. If the subsequent "bell sound" is such a long time front, then it is really It's like boiling an eagle."

"I'm thinking about a question, assuming that the NPCs in Huangquan will not be tired and don't need to sleep, but there are seven hours between the 'sleep at twelve o'clock' in the rules and seven o'clock the next day. What should we do when we get there?" Nan Jingcheng thought deeply, pinching his knuckles, "As long as you are outside, no matter where you hide, there is a possibility of being seen by Granny Meng, so the safest place is that they forbid Enter the main castle."

"Yes, that's the truth." Lu Mingyan nodded in agreement, and echoed, "Even if Granny Meng can't find us, she can explain later that she went out of the castle to play, and only you can turn on the lights in your room. The elevator is actually very safe, but it's a pity that we entered the observation tower where we slept the first day, and there was no bed in it... Tsk, if you put it this way, you should have just gone back to the room to sleep just now, and you can sleep with your head covered until the end of the day. "

Nan Jingcheng: "The regular 'sleep at twelve o'clock' will be brushed at any time, go, go directly to the room."

The back door of the main castle was still dark and dim.

The passageway was illuminated by torch lights, and the tempting aroma of food came from the restaurant. Nan Jingcheng walked in the front, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw three players eating in the dark restaurant.

There were two men and one woman, and there was a torch light on the table in front of each of them, which at first glance looked like a candlelight dinner.

A few people only looked up, and then continued to bow their heads to eat.

Meng Fuyou took some food and returned to the room.

The water level outside the sightseeing tower was always kept at the same level as the glass wall, the room was very messy, Meng Fuyou had no appetite, so after eating something casually, he set up two tables and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

This sleep was very deep, and there was no dream, so that when Meng Fuyou woke up, she couldn't even tell whether she had passed the "twelve o'clock lethargy" rule and entered the second day, or she just had a nap. Nap himself fell asleep.

But soon, she had a definite result, because she saw the puppet deacon respectfully standing in front of the elevator.

"Dear guest, you are awake." The doll deacon bowed to her warmly, "Please write down your guess about the evil spirit in the envelope."

Meng Fuyou sat up, crossed Erlang's legs on the table, glanced at him and asked, "You have appeared in front of Granny Meng, will you tell Granny Meng about the situation in the main castle?"

Puppet Deacon: "No, please rest assured."

After getting an affirmative answer, Meng Fuyou nodded. She didn't doubt the truth of this sentence. The puppet deacon was originally an NPC who maintained rules and order. No matter how the theme of each round changed, the deacon would not change, forever. Stand on a neutral ground.

After writing the message for the first night, Meng Fuyou handed it to the deacon, who accepted it and opened the elevator door for her, and made a gesture of invitation to her.

Meng Fuyou didn't go in directly, but turned to him and asked, "What's the change in the shooting rules of the Dao of Life and Death?"

"Anyone can grab a gun at hand, but only the true Holy Gun has the silver bullets that kill demons."

Meng Fuyou raised her eyebrows, just as she had guessed, she could grab the gun at the beginning of the Dao of Life and Death. She spread her five fingers and grabbed it in the void beside her, and a silver pistol appeared immediately, which perfectly fit her hand shape.

While fiddling with the pistol, she confirmed that the bullets had been automatically loaded into the magazine, and asked casually, "It only takes effect if you hit it?"

"Yes, it only takes effect when you hit it."

"Okay, got it." Meng Fuyou pushed the gun back into the void, and as soon as the gun disappeared, the bullet automatically returned to her leg.

The elevator door opened slowly after a 'ding' sound, and Meng Fuyou stepped into the lobby on the first floor. At this time, there was already a person inside, which happened to be the elevator directly opposite her. He was a white man with blond hair and blue eyes, male, and a good figure. A sense of frailty.

At this time, the light strips in the middle of the hall have appeared, and there are still thirteen neat strips, each of which is lit with a faint light, and currently they are all blank.

Within a few minutes, other people also came down, a total of eight people, all of them silently silently staring at the information slowly emerging on the light belt.

There were only eight people left, and only eight light bands showed the content.

The No. [-] astrologer, the news on the first night showed evil ghosts between two and three.

The light belt in the second position at the back is vacant, and it is a player who has already been out of the game before going to the table.

Wizard number three.

The sympathizer at the fourth position played a fierce card between three and five in the first night's message.

The fifth position in the back is Meng Fuyou's own holy spear.

Number six is ​​absent.

Aphasia in the seventh position.

Number eight is absent.

The ninth position behind is Lu Mingyan's inventor, and the first night's information is to check that the evil spirits are between numbers three and eight on the left half.

Both No. 11 and NO.[-] are absent.

NO.12 Saints.

NO.13 is Nan Jingcheng's priest.

"Astrology says two or three evil spirits, empathy says three or five evil spirits, inventors say three to eight evil spirits, and on the third, this wizard can't be turned over by triple inspection. Let's unveil the card and vote." Blonde The blue-eyed Caucasian man spoke flatly.

"With so much information pointing to No. [-], could it be fraudulent? Is it really going so smoothly? I've never seen it go so smoothly." A big bearded man frowned.

Among the eight surviving players, there are only two women, one is Meng Fuyou, and the other is a foreign woman with loose long hair, honey-colored skin, and sharp eyebrows, and said: "There are so many numbers missing, three hidden cards It's all there, saints, aphasics, inventors, I don't think there will be two hidden cards in the evil spirit deck. It is basically certain that there is a pastry chef in the evil card configuration, that is to say, the mirror and the poisonous snake I can only save one of the two. Currently, no one hits the mark on the field. I prefer the other evil card to be the double-sided mirror. If there is no poisonous snake, even if three information eliminates a drunkard, there are still two directions. clue."

Meng Fuyou didn't say anything, she stood in front of the light belt in position ten, crossed her arms, and looked at it.

"Then there are two possibilities now." The blond-haired, blue-eyed man said, "Either number three is the evil spirit, or there are two evil cards hidden in the three messages, so the only way to testify is number three. Number three flip game continues, tomorrow we can continue to consider who is the inventor of astrology and empathy."

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