Incredible Games [Unlimited]

Today's random scene task was refreshed after three o'clock in the afternoon. Although Meng Fuyou knew in advance that he would be down tonight, in order to avoid being suspicious by others, he still had to pretend to find a task to complete.

The next morning, Meng Fuyou woke up on time at seven o'clock, and found a puppet deacon standing in front of the bed, wearing black and white clothes, a smiling face mask, and covering his hands respectfully in front of him, very quiet, but in this situation it seemed somewhat weird.

Meng Fuyou was lying on the bed, staring at him with sleepy eyes, extremely calm, and didn't even bother to move.

"Dear guest, I'm sorry to tell you an unfortunate news. Last night you were cursed by the evil spirits, and you will fall into a coma after 30 seconds until your teammates win. I respect everything you said next. I will relay it to other VIPs for you." The puppet deacon said warmly.

Meng Fuyou yawned, and lazily said: "Number one is the real thief card, it's gone, go."

The doll deacon did not leave obediently, but waited for 30 seconds, and Meng Fuyou's eyelids began to fight. She couldn't resist the menacing drowsiness at all, and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

This kind of special drowsiness is very different from sleep in the true sense, and even different from the compulsory twelve o'clock sleep in the castle every night. Meng Fuyou feels that he is conscious in a daze.

She is dreaming.

It was a very real dream, and it was even a little unclear whether it was a dream or what she was involuntarily recalling.

A strong and tall figure with a woman's long hair and curves, blurred like a silhouette, in the dark, can't see any features clearly, only a sharp and slender scarlet machete, the blade seems to be There are scarlet flames burning, gorgeous and dazzling.

The silhouette of this woman leaped into the sky at an astonishingly fast speed. The crimson blade was driven by her waist, and a beautiful afterimage of a crescent moon was drawn in midair. What kind of creature, that silhouette was flung neatly from mid-air to the ground, like a straight thin black line that quickly fell to the ground.

This silhouette came out from behind the huge fleshy corpse, put the scimitar behind it, and Meng Fuyou saw her own face at this moment.

The screen changed randomly, and suddenly it became that she was holding a scarlet long blade, throwing crimson afterimages like a crescent moon one after another, harvesting at high speed among the endlessly emerging alien monsters, and the effect of each movement was brought to the extreme. Finally, she grabbed someone's wrist and said, "Follow me."

She led the man and galloped all the way to an empty hill, where small lantern plants grew all over the ground. After dusk, the dusk was getting darker, and the little fireflies hiding in the lantern plants began to shine brightly. , the breeze blows by, and the fireflies all over the ground are more dazzling than the Milky Way.

"Is this the firefly grass, your hometown? It's so beautiful."

Now Meng Fuyou is sure that she is dreaming.

She had no interest in continuing, and her subjective avoidance disrupted the dream.

The concept of time became blurred, Meng Fuyou couldn't tell how long had passed, and when she finally woke up slowly, she saw the puppet deacon standing at the end of her bed again.

On the wall behind him, there is a door that has been opened, and white light is emitting from it.

"Dear guest, congratulations to your team for winning the game. Your Excellency the Duke has prepared a generous reward for you. Please check it in the grid later. Mosterling Castle looks forward to meeting you again." The puppet deacon respectfully stood by the door, bowed his head slightly to her and said with a smile.

Meng Fuyou was still wearing her pajamas, and she wanted to wash up before going out, but then she thought that she would go upstairs and sleep with her head covered when she went out, so she didn't bother to bother, she got up and went out the door.

In the corridor, the stairs leading from the seventh floor to the eighth floor have been opened. Meng Fuyou has obviously slept twice in a row, but she still can't escape the fatigue brought by the rules. She wanted to go up to see what the door on the eighth floor looked like, but I was also afraid that if I ran out of energy and fell asleep in the corridor later, it would be funny, so I had to give up and go down first and opened the door to the rest area on the sixth floor.

Outside the door is her bedroom. In order to cope with the fatigue period caused by climbing the stairs, the three of them entered from their own bedroom separately. Anyway, as long as the teaming effect of the Lihuo card is spliced, it will not will be affected by distance.

This sleep was another day and night.

After sleeping for many days in a row, Meng Fuyou didn't feel refreshed when she woke up. Instead, her limbs were lying stiff and her muscles were so sore. The feeling is not very strong, but the whole person obviously feels a little weak.

After Meng Fuyou washed up, she wanted to go downstairs to the kitchen to get something to eat, but she paused at the door, and suddenly remembered what Nan Jingcheng said in Benli before, if she came across it... So she unpacked a pack of self-heating hot pot , waiting for the meal with a fork in his mouth.

The smell of the beef pot was very strong. When Meng Fuyou lifted the lid, the whole room was filled with aroma.

While eating, she took out her mobile phone and looked at the news. Even though she lived in the same building, there were still dozens of unread group messages in the dawn group. Meng Fuyou scrolled up to the unread place, and the time was yesterday morning After ten o'clock, after they came out of the book, Lu Mingyan sent a message to report that it was safe to start.

Everything was normal before, and it was basically some caring and gags, congratulations on clearing the level and congratulations on making a lot of money, until the crow asked if it was dangerous on the seventh floor.

[188 Lion Man: How should I put this question? It’s not dangerous. There are a lot of negative states and it’s easy to get caught if you don’t pay attention. I also encountered a more spiritual gun, which directly knocked down Meng Meng’s dead ghost. . 】

[Tang Haibin: Damn, isn't that dangerous? 】

[Crow: Do you call this dangerous? 】

[188 Lion Man: But you said it was dangerous, someone talked about love again in it [狗头.jpg]]

Meng Fuyou bit her chopsticks, trying to refute, but obviously she didn't.

[Tang Haibin:? ? 】

[Tian Lei: Huh?Didn't the young couple also die in it? 】

Among the group of people, only Wu Ya understood Lu Mingyan's meaning in seconds.

[Crow: @南景成@孟茶悠, the two parties involved won't say a few words? 】

[Poetry:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[Shishi: What's the situation? ?What did I miss? ? 】

[Duan Yirong: Are Ah Cheng and Xiao Meng together?Blessing, happiness[rose.jpg]]

[Tang Haibin: @188狮子男, don't talk about half of it, I want to know the whole process of what's going on. 】

【188 Lion Man: I won't tell you anymore, I'm really sleepy, I'll talk about it when I wake up. 】

Lu Mingyan escaped, and then everyone's divergent thinking followed, and more than a dozen of them were flooded.

Meng Fuyou slowly let go of the chopsticks, feeling less and less eager to go downstairs.

It was noon in the room, and she couldn't stay any longer. Her muscles were sore and swollen, so she wanted to go down for a walk.

She took a shower and dried her hair, changed into a comfortable suspender dress, and walked downstairs slowly.

It was the first time for Meng Fuyou to have such an inexplicable feeling that he would run into Nan Jingcheng at any time, so he could not help but observe all the places around him where he might appear.

There are several more lazy sofas in the downstairs hall. Anyway, the door is closed and the entry and exit are through the basement. This place has been transformed into an entertainment place for everyone to chat. Lu Mingyan nestled on the sofa with his two long legs crossed, wrapping the egg yolk in his arms Hugging, talking vividly about the story of the seventh floor: "Later, the random scene task on the last day was done at night, and it was a small town, and those locusts stayed on the ground at night, and they would fly up when they heard a little sound. "

There was a circle of audience in front, and Zhuo Shishi asked nervously: "And then what? The gun is actually a bit obvious, I think?"

Lu Mingyan: "It was somewhat of a problem. Later, Brother Cheng tripped No. [-]. We still won by lack of tickets. In fact, I think it was quite dangerous, but Brother Cheng said that the scene of this one was on the seventh floor. It’s not too difficult to say, when he first went to the seventh floor, the random scene was a prison, and the NPCs in it were more difficult than each other, so in fact, the dungeons on the same floor are also difficult.”

Tian Lei nodded and said: "Now the price is too high. For old fritters like us, there is no need to re-enter the sixth-floor copy once or twice. The discount is too serious. It's better to go straight to the seventh floor." .”

Shengqing's due date is approaching, and her appetite has improved recently, and she will be hungry from time to time. After taking a bite of a peach, she starts to be active on the candy line: "What else? You still didn't tell me what happened to Acheng and Xiaomeng , he's a boring gourd, I'm really afraid he won't chase girls."

Lu Mingyan felt that Shengqing's misunderstanding of Nan Jingcheng was a bit deep, he not only knew it, but also knew it very well.

"Haha, let's wait for the Lord to come forward to discuss this issue." Said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao will be here soon, Lu Mingyan saw Meng Fuyou who was going up and down the stairs at a glance, and raised his hand to say hello: "Meng Meng, you are awake."

Several pairs of eyes turned their heads together, and Meng Fuyou quickly scanned around unnaturally, and found that there was no Nan Jingcheng. His tense spirit relaxed a little, and he nodded to them, "Well, my back hurts after sleeping for a long time, come down and walk around."

Everyone held back and said nothing, Crow Fuzhi said with a heart: "Brother Cheng is upstairs in the gym."

Meng Fuyou's eyebrows and eyes moved slightly: "Huh? I didn't look for him, I went to get some ice water to drink." Then he walked around to the kitchen behind.

Immediately after she left, chattering resumed in the hall, and Zhuo Shishi patted the carpet uncontrollably at a fast pace: "There is a problem, there is a problem, there is definitely a problem, if the two of them have nothing to do, I will perform a handstand!"

He nodded fiercely with a stern expression on his face, Tian Lei next to him was always slow to respond to these matters, and asked incomprehensibly, "Xiao Meng didn't say anything, why are you so excited?"

Meng Fuyou took a bottle of ice water in the refrigerator, and every item in it was pasted with a small post-it note with the owner's name written on it, so as to avoid waste of materials caused by taking the wrong item.

She leaned against the edge of the table, took a sip, glanced at the stairs outside, and then went upstairs seemingly unintentionally.

The gymnasium on the fourth floor is next to the glass greenhouse. There are two copies of the original equipment in it, which are owned by Nan Jingcheng and Lu Mingyan, one is in the east and the other is in the west.

Nan Jingcheng was wearing a black sports vest and was practicing pull-ups with headphones on. The man was breathing rhythmically and vigorously. The originally tight muscles in his shoulders and arms swelled a bit due to congestion. Obvious muscle lines.

The door was not closed, he pulled it up dozens of times, and glanced outside the door.

There is a high-definition acrylic board on the wall of the outer corridor, which could have put some entertainment and publicity content, but this building was rented out by Xiaoxiao to live in, so nothing was put in it, Nan Jingcheng looked at it from this angle, it can be seen clearly I saw a person reflected on the acrylic board leaning against the edge of the corridor outside, holding a bottle of water in his hand, taking a sip every once in a while.

Although the faces were not clearly photographed, there were only a few women in the guild, and it was easy to guess who they were from the features. The man let go and fell to the ground, drying his sweat with a towel.

After Nan Jingcheng tidied himself up, Meng Fuyou outside was still drinking water with that movement, and didn't intend to come in, he seemed a little hesitant.

He waited in the room for another 2 minutes, staring at her through the acrylic, and then he walked outside.

Meng Fuyou was actually not very thirsty, but unknowingly she drank a bottle of water little by little. She heard footsteps approaching in the house, it should be Nan Jingcheng who came out, she turned her head instinctively and got off The stairs ran.

When Nan Jingcheng came out, there was no one in the corridor, and her footsteps were intentionally light. If she wasn't careful, she might not even notice that she had come.

The man glanced down on the stairs, he didn't chase after him, he understood Meng Fuyou's temperament, it was useless to chase him now, he had to find an opportunity to block him.

Don't be in a hurry.

Meng Fuyou was very conflicted in her heart, she deliberately avoided Nan Jingcheng, and for several days in a row, the two of them didn't touch each other, the awkwardness that had been disturbed was somewhat diluted by the comfort of time.

After entering August, the sun outside is getting hotter and hotter. The green belts and trees and vegetation have all died in the ten days of the era reset, leaving only a piece of ashes, and there are still ragged zombies on the street. Wandering around, the surviving people did not dare to go out, but huddled in every corner, and the city became more and more like a dead city.

This afternoon, Meng Fuyou still bumped into him at the corner of the stairs.

For the first time in a week, the probability is really low.

The man was leaning halfway against the wall, with his arms crossed around his chest, his posture was a little lazy, the sunlight outside the flower window came in mottled, sprinkled on his profile, casting a shadow on the already deep outline.

"Are you going down to get something?" Meng Fuyou couldn't explain the contradictory feeling in her heart, and greeted him first.

Nan Jingcheng stood up straight, "No, I'm waiting for you."

Meng Fuyou didn't know what to say for a while, she quietly watched the man walk down the stairs two steps, and moved closer to her.

He bent slightly to be at her eye level, as if he wanted to observe her expression carefully, "You have been hiding from me for several days."

"No, maybe it's just a coincidence. The time we went downstairs was different." Meng Fuyou couldn't help but want to run in another direction. It flickered left and right, and felt that it shouldn't be like this, so she looked at him again. superior.

"No?" Nan Jingcheng asked repeatedly.

Meng Fuyou smiled, "No."

"That's good." Nan Jingcheng also smiled lightly, his face was in front of her, every expression was vivid, the man gestured upstairs with his eyes, "Talk?"

Outside the glass greenhouse on the fourth floor, there is a small round table on the platform. Sitting here, you can enjoy all the scenery in the greenhouse, but you will not be exposed to the harsh sun.

Nan Jingcheng looked at her quietly, took every subtle look in her eyes, paused for a while and then said softly: "Actually, you don't need to avoid me, I like you, but this is my one-sided emotion, I will not force you to respond, there is no need to have any psychological burden, even if you reject me, we are still teammates and friends, and nothing will change."

Meng Fuyou was speechless.

"Actually, I can feel that you are not completely indifferent to me, but you are very conflicted." The man put his hands on his knees, leaned forward slightly and looked at her, "Can you tell me the reason?"

This time, she lowered her eyes. Obviously, what he said was right, but she didn't want to say the reason.

Nan Jingcheng's attitude has always been very modest, calm and introverted, and he is able to control his emotions very well, giving her a comfortable sense of proportion.

"I..." Meng Fuyou's lips parted slightly, her eyes looked at her toes, she fell into silence after a word, and then said slowly: "Thank you."

This is refusal.

"Understood." The man's tone was still gentle, and he asked after a while, "Is it because of the person you are looking for?"

"Huh?" Meng Fuyou was taken aback for a moment, "What does that have to do with it?"

Nan Jingcheng nodded: "It's nothing."

In the evening, the sunset covered the sky with three gradient colors. After eating the dinner made by Tian Lei graciously, she was resting on the sofa. Her due date was in mid-September, and she was about to give birth.

"Hey, Xiao Meng, have you eaten yet?" Shengqing saw Meng Fuyou outside the door, greeted her enthusiastically, and motioned her to sit next to him.

"Not yet, I'll eat later, I'm not hungry yet." After Meng Fuyou sat down, her eyes fell on the kind and round pregnant belly.

"Do you want to touch it?" Shengqing's bright eyes and white teeth are very friendly when he smiles. Meng Fuyou gently put his hand on it, and Shengqing bowed his head and said softly: "Auntie beautiful came to see you, are you happy?" ah?"

The little life in the stomach is very spiritual, and Meng Fuyou felt the skin under the palm of his hand twitch.

"Although I can't do the maternity checkup now, the crow said that my condition is very good, and the baby must be healthy." He said with a warm smile.

Crow was a master of medicine before entering the corridor. Although her major is not obstetrics and gynecology, she has also taken elective courses before. It is considered to be half a barrel of water. In this situation where there is no way to go to the hospital to give birth, it can be regarded as a gift for the kind Tian Lei couple. A shot in the arm, as long as the fetus is in a good state and can give birth smoothly, the crow is enough to deal with it.

"That's good." Meng Fuyou smiled, looked at her stomach, and slowly said as if feeling something: "The life born in the corridor is considered an NPC or a human being."

"It's not important, what does it matter." Shengqing was amused by her words, and raised her neck in anticipation, and said, "It doesn't matter even if the baby belongs to the life of the corridor, anyway, Leizi and I were planning to stay together all the time." Living in it, the castle game is really too dangerous, as far as we have enough money, there is no need to go in and gamble... Well, let me show you this."

He kindly took out a photo from his mobile phone and handed it to Meng Fuyou. It was a picture of a cute little girl, about two or three years old, wearing a sunflower dress, smiling brightly, "This is the child of a friend of mine, who is in the corridor. She was born, but she is smart and can talk a lot, and she was bleeding profusely when she gave birth to this child, which was quite thrilling."

Meng Fuyou looked at the child in the photo and smiled, "It's very cute."

Shengqing took the opportunity to quietly gossip close to her: "You and Brother Cheng, you two?" She showed a meaningful expression.

Meng Fuyou didn't answer, she made a face and ran away.

That night, Meng Fuyou suffered from insomnia.

Tossing and turning, it made her feel how the night was so long, the insomnia that made people irritated and anxious.

She hasn't felt this way for a long time. After joining the dawn, the time seems to be much better. Now that the state of being cut by a blunt knife is as difficult to bear, it becomes even more unbearable to pick it up again.

At times like this before, she would let herself go and be in a daze, as if she was dead.

But now he can't even do this, when he closes his eyes, his mind is full of Nan Jingcheng, what he has said and what he has done are chaotically pieced together into chaotic thoughts.

At 03:30 in the morning, Meng Fuyou stopped trying to fall asleep, sat up in the silent and dark night, and decided to vent her anger on the culprit.

The door opened after a few knocks, and the man inside was wearing blue-black pajamas, with no sleepiness on his face, obviously not asleep yet.

The man's expression was a little surprised. Meng Fuyou had a stinky face in front of him. The drape of the pajamas was excellent. Only the ambient light was turned on in his room, and the light was not very good. Her exposed neck and collarbone were set off even more. white.

When Meng Fuyou saw Nan Jingcheng's face, she had already forgotten what she was going to say just now, and in the end she just said out of boredom: "I can't sleep."

Her appearance, her tone of voice, she didn't notice, in the eyes of a man, she looked like she was acting like a baby.

Nan Jingcheng looked into her eyes, and Meng Fuyou asked again in a low voice: "Can you chat with me for a while?"

Under the dim light, Meng Fuyou could see his Adam's apple moving up and down slightly, and then heard him slowly say: "Yes."

The man turned on the wall lamp, and the warm light was softly on, not too dazzling. Just as Meng Fuyou was about to go in, he heard him say again: "But I have something to tell you in advance."

She stopped, "What are you talking about?"

Nan Jingcheng is not a pestering person. When the other party has made it clear that he has no intention, he can restrain himself and continue to be friends, but now, in the dead of night, she is the one who provokes him.

He looked at her with deep eyes, "You just rejected me today, if you do it now, it will easily cause my misunderstanding."

Meng Fuyou felt that his voice sounded extraordinarily sweet at night, so he no doubt followed along and asked, "What's the misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding that you also like me."

Nan Jingcheng caught her gaze, seeing her inadvertently overwhelmed, and asked, "Is it a misunderstanding?"

Meng Fuyou stopped talking, Nan Jingcheng took a step closer, her back touched the wall, like a small animal caught in a trap.

The author says:

I don’t want the badge to be broken. I just finished writing today and couldn’t help posting it in one breath. I will update tomorrow’s share with [-] words. I will continue to update at nine o’clock the day after tomorrow. Bow