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The three of them discussed the next course of action and went out separately. Although it was past midnight and they were very tired, it was clear that the current situation was not the time to rest.

Taking advantage of Ning Peishan's departure, Lu Mingyan quietly followed Nan Jingcheng, he hesitated to speak: "Brother Cheng, if Meng Meng comes to look for you again..."

"She won't come to me anymore." Nan Jingcheng interrupted him, the man knew in his heart that the current situation was completely different from before.

The duke and the clown have already discovered their existence, and those two ominous spirits will not give up easily, and they haven't come to their door until now. She must have restricted their behavior.

Lu Mingyan couldn't think of a way to solve this deadlock at all, he was at a loss, even if he found a way to advance the timeline and let the game gear roll forward, so what?In the end, it is still a dead end.

"Fuck!" The man slammed his fist on the wall next to him, "Then what can we do now? Brother Cheng, at the end, can we really just watch her blood sacrifice herself?"

Nan Jingcheng couldn't even imagine what would happen if this happened. He suppressed all his negative emotions to the deepest part, consciously avoiding this ending.

The man's Adam's apple rolls.Said in a half hoarse voice: "Her dual identities may be the only way out in this dead situation."

If this was a normal game, then he would no longer have such self-deceiving thoughts. If he is on the opposite side of the camp, then there must be a death between them, and there is no possibility of turning around.However, the disappearance of He Xianyun and the forceful exit of the evil spirit have caused bugs in this game.

"If there is a loophole, there is an opportunity to take advantage of, and we will never compromise on this." Nan Jingcheng firmly shook Lu Mingyan's shoulder, and left without wasting time.

After more than an hour, Nan Jingcheng discovered a large dark hole about seven or eight kilometers southeast of the castle. It looked square and regular from the sky, because the black hole was so big that it could not be seen outside the edge. It was full of grass and hills, and without any accurate reference, he couldn't estimate the area it occupied.

He had explored the way around the castle in the north, and had never been here before, so he couldn't tell whether the hole had always existed or just appeared later.

Nan Jingcheng landed on the edge of the big black hole. Standing on the edge and looking down, there is endless and extremely deep darkness below. This location is seven or eight kilometers away from the castle. Originally, the sunlight was not very sufficient, and the light was close to evening hour.The man summoned a golden-winged snake and went down to explore the cave. After a few minutes, the snake flew back intact, but did not bring back any useful information.

He then used universal traction to drop a traction cage, wanting to feel whether there was an object below, the traction cage sank nearly a thousand meters, and there was nothing inside, as if it was really just a simple big black hole.

Nan Jingcheng put his tongue against his cheek, thought for a few seconds, and sorted out several possibilities, but they were all speculations, and there were not enough clues to support them. We had to see if Lu Mingyan and Ning Peishan had found any new progress.The man had a plan in mind, and when he turned around, he was stunned.

Mosterling Castle, which was supposed to be eight kilometers away, stood upright in front of his eyes.

The ground around the castle was like a square carpet, which was being dragged forward by some unknown force. Nan Jingcheng watched helplessly as the huge castle slowly filled into the black hole, seamlessly and seamlessly. The whole card went in.

Nan Jingcheng jumped several teleports in a row, and rushed back quickly. The journey from far to near seemed like a process of dawn. He rushed forward without stopping for a moment, and rushed to the area of ​​the scorching sun at noon.The entire pasture was empty, and the castle he saw just now was not a fake or a replica, it was the real deity.

Many possibilities popped up at the same time, but he didn't have time to think about it, and he felt dizzy unexpectedly. The rules of deep sleep came without warning, and Nan Jingcheng couldn't restrain the surging sleepiness. At this moment, Mosterling The castle entered a midnight state, and all the players in Shura Dao, no matter where they were, were forcibly put into a coma.

In a dream, Nan Jingcheng saw the message of his first night as the bell ringer: there is a wizard between number one and number three.

Seven hours of deep sleep passed, and when the man woke up, he found that he had been sent back to the room where he first entered. He was lying on the bed, the curtains were not drawn tightly, and a ray of light came in, allowing him to see I checked the clock on the wall and it was [-]:[-].

When the castle really entered the state of midnight, the time on the clock should be about forty one, and after seven hours of lethargy, it became the current time.He sat on the bed and didn't try to use the rule that all players gathered in the castle room to rush out to find Meng Fuyou, not to mention that there was an unspoken rule in the previous game that he couldn't meet any player before the puppet deacon appeared and the discussion started early in the morning. Even if he really rushed over, he couldn't change anything when he met him. He had to find a way to break the situation.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and the puppet deacon came in, took out a paper and pen from his arms and handed it to Nan Jingcheng, and said softly: "Dear guest, please write down what you can offer to the pursuit of evil spirits." any clues."

Nan Jingcheng quickly finished writing and handed it over to him without any unnecessary communication. After the puppet deacon finished the process and left, he quickly left the room in silence and summoned Xingyue Ma Dengkong.

In the first night, the evil spirit will not dream of killing swordsmen, which means that Meng Fuyou's identity has not yet been determined, and there is still a chance.

Originally, Nan Jingcheng wanted to hurry up and continue to search for the rule of making a big black hole appear on the ground, and then let the castle move towards the dark night, but when he went out, he saw the grass field on the ground in mid-air There are many low shrubs and broad-leaved flowers and plants.

At first glance, it seemed that the distribution was disorganized, but Nan Jingcheng could see that these flowers and plants could actually piece together the handwriting, but they were also disrupted in the form of a jigsaw puzzle. He probably glanced at it, and the written content should be For the first night information of the remaining players, you need to go to the sky to find all the "word" puzzles in the entire scene, restore the puzzles, and then get everyone's first night information.

It's a very troublesome mechanism, and Nan Jingcheng didn't plan to read it, so he just left. For him now, the game timeline is more important.

In a certain room on the third floor of the castle, the living room was very large, with a three-seater sofa facing each other. The Duke and the clown sat on the sofa obediently, one on each side, looking at each other, and the more they looked at each other, the more annoying they became.

Not long after, Meng Fuyou stepped on the window and jumped into the room. She went to solve the voting problem. Originally, she planned to preemptively make a random one before everyone figured out the voting mechanism, but remembered the mechanism that suddenly turned in the underground palace before. , she felt that the last knight and doctor probably hadn't been wiped out of memory, and the game mechanism of this endgame was familiar to them.

She waited for a while, and within a few minutes, a blind nomination came. The No. 13 sympathizer nominated the guardian of No. [-], so Meng Fuyou simply followed the ticket, and successfully nominated No. [-]. The bit is pushed out.

The two men in the room did not speak, and the atmosphere was very stiff. Meng Fuyou walked in and said casually, "No. 13 is either a knight or a doctor."

The Duke didn't answer her words, "If we lose, we will be reborn together at most. We don't remember all the previous experience of the situation, only with the initial settings, thinking that we are a newly born evil spirit."

The clown died once when he was out of the game, and he was reborn not long after. His character and strength are the same as before, but the memory state has been refreshed, but this does not affect their cooperation.

"I don't feel it at all. In fact, if it wasn't for what you said, I don't think I have died." The clown muttered, holding a big pillow in his arms.

Meng Fuyou didn't say anything, she found a chair and sat down, the Duke looked at her and said, "The decisions you make can never be changed, so let's do it, I'd rather everyone start over without remembering anything, it should be better than the current situation." Make it feel like you're abandoning us."

The Duke examined her face, and Meng Fuyou also looked at him. After a few seconds of pause, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Since you have already made up your mind, it's fine to just kill yourself. Why bother to escort them all the way? It's easy to have accidents, if the end result is the same..." the Duke said slowly , suddenly smiled wryly, "It's not like you, you have always been impatient... You have other goals."

Meng Fuyou's brows and eyes moved slightly, with great interest, "Oh, then tell me, what is my purpose."

The Duke stopped talking and just looked at her like this, the clown clicked his tongue impatiently: "You're going to die halfway through your words."

"If it's just to die together, then I admit it, and it's a final loss. It's nothing." The Duke's expression was very lonely, "But this is not what you are expecting in your heart... You are actually still looking forward to being able to live and die together." They left together, didn't they. You're serious about abandoning us altogether."

"..." The clown's expression collapsed, "What nonsense are you talking about, how can the people on the opposite side survive together."

The Duke's emotions rose quickly, "We all know it's impossible, but she's still looking forward to it, isn't this the most irritating thing!!"

Meng Fuyou didn't answer any more, she leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes.

She didn't know what she was looking forward to. She knew rationally that this kind of inexplicable expectation would only lead to disappointment in the end, but at this moment, she couldn't stop her sensibility from gaining the upper hand.

It's good to keep these memories in your head for a moment before you say goodbye forever.

The clock time reached around two o'clock in the afternoon, and the man with the knight card had already completed today's ticket collection task in the underground palace.The sun shone on his slightly curly long brown hair, the man squinted, his neck twisted unnaturally, and the mints couldn't relieve his addiction at all.

This time has dragged on for too long, the man is very uncomfortable now, every minute and every second is suffering, whether it is life or death, I just hope to come quickly, either win and pass the level quickly, or lose quickly and die. Save yourself the pain.

He lay in the room like a corpse for several hours, and finally it was twelve o'clock past midnight.

The author says:

Oh my god, it's finally time to write a turning point, see you tomorrow!