A cold sweat broke out on Wen Qing's back, and Li Si's sudden disappearance was premeditated...

He couldn't help thinking, how much did Zhou Zhou know?

How is Sikong now?

…………

"Dong dong." The door was knocked again.

"Aren't we going to cooperate and leave here?" Zhou Zhou said with a smile, as if he was coaxing a child, and said slowly, "Be gentle, open the door."

Wen Qing stepped back, clenched her palm tightly, and tried her best to say in a normal tone, "I'm going to sleep."

"Good night."

At this point, Zhou Zhou chuckled and said in a low voice, "Qingqing really won't lie."

Obviously his voice trembled with fright.

Wen Qing stared at the door, holding her breath.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Suddenly, the door lock turned.

Then Zhou Zhou's regretful voice sounded outside the door: "I can't get in."

Wen Qing was so frightened that her feet softened, and she was very glad that she locked the door just now.

"Do you really not open the door gently?" Zhou Zhou knocked on the door lightly, rhythmically, and then said, "I brought 'milk' tea."

Wen Qing squatted beside the bed, wrapping her knees tightly around her knees, not daring to move, for fear of making a sound.

Without waiting for a response, Zhou Zhou sighed.

Soon, there were footsteps leaving from outside the door.

Wen Qing opened her eyes wide and watched the shadow from the crack of the door disappear before she let out a sigh of relief and slumped on the ground, her beating heart calming down for a while.

Before he could slow down, footsteps sounded outside the door again.

"Dong dong dong."

Wen Qing was so scared that her eyes were wet, and the outline of the door was blurred by tears.

His eyelashes trembled, and he didn't even dare to blink, staring at the door tightly.

"Open the door."

The voice was low, the voice of Sikong.

Wen Qing sniffed and slowly got up from the ground. His movements were slow because his feet were still soft.

The person outside the door seemed impatient, and said two more words: "It's me."

Wen Qing blinked away the tears in her eyes, and said with a weeping voice, "Immediately."

"I-I can't move."

Suddenly, there was a chuckle outside the door.

Wen Qing's movements paused, he had never seen Sikong Xiao before.

Is it so funny that he can't walk?

The moment she walked to the door and held the handle, Wen Qing couldn't help it: "Is it really Sikong?"

"Otherwise?" said the man outside the door.

Wen slightly frowned, it was indeed Sikong's voice.

Zhouzhou is not such a voice.

He took a breath and thought to himself, he was really scared by Zhou Zhou, and even Sikong's voice was suspicious.

Wen lightly pressed the doorknob: "Why—"

He slowly opened the door, and after seeing the person outside the door, his voice stopped abruptly.

Zhou Zhou smiled and stood in front of him and said slowly, "It's me, lightly."

His voice was still that of Sikong.

Wen Qing's body stiffened, and she hurriedly wanted the door.

Zhou Zhou lifted the door against the door in an instant, and half of his body got in. He tilted his head and stared at Wen Qing's face.

Wen Qing didn't have much strength in the first place, plus his feet were weak from fright at the moment, he couldn't compete with Zhou Zhou at all, the door was pushed open in the blink of an eye, and he fell to the ground.

Zhou Zhou walked into the bedroom, locked the door gently, and turned around slowly.

He lowered his head, his eyes swept across Wen Qing's body inch by inch.

Wen Qing leaned on the ground, her little face was pale, only her eyes were red, her eyelashes were soaked with tears, and she was wet into strands, hanging down sullenly, her appearance was very pitiful, but also very attractive.

Zhou Zhou took a step forward, and Wen Qing's body trembled slightly.

Zhou Zhou laughed softly, stopped beside Wen Qing, squatted down, looked at his slightly trembling lips, and said with a smile, "What's wrong with Wen Qing?"

"Hey, I'm here to deliver 'milk' tea."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Zhou stretched his left holding the "milk" tea under Wen Qing's eyelids, and put the straw to his mouth.

Wen Qing pursed her lips, and turned away in a panic.

He bent his feet and shrank back, and soon his back reached the foot of the bed.

"I don't like drinking it lightly," Zhou Zhou sighed, took it back, took a sip of the "milk" tea, and then threw the "milk" tea on the ground, "It's not very tasty."

Zhou Zhou casually said, "Which shop's 'milk' tea do you like gently?"

"Tea Baidao? Hey Tea? Or Lele Tea?"

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she glanced at the "milk" tea that was thrown to the ground, but Zhou Zhou didn't say anything at all.

The cup of "milk" tea on the ground is not a cup of "milk" tea, but a freshly made "milk" tea sold by a chain store.

But...there is no machine for making "milk" tea in the villa, and there is no cup of this brand.

Seeing Wen Qing staring at the "milk" tea on the ground, Zhou Zhou laughed: "Qing, haven't you realized it yet?"

"How stupid..."

"This villa... it's a dream home."

Wen Qing lifted it up sharply and said in a trembling voice, "What, what?"

"Otherwise do you think how did I deceive Sikong?"

Zhou Zhou raised his eyebrows and leaned in front of him: "Kiss, I'll tell you everything, okay?"

Wen Qing leaned back, trying to pull the distance between the two.

Zhou Zhou laughed, pinched Wen Qing's cheek, lowered slowly, pressed against the tip of his nose, and rubbed softly and ambiguous.

Breathing intertwined, Zhou Zhou closed his eyes with enjoyment, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's soft and fragrant."

Wen Qing was so scared that her tears couldn't stop flowing down: "I, I didn't take a bath..."

Zhou Zhou curled the corners of his lips and kissed his face suddenly.

Wen Qing didn't dare to move, closed his eyes, tried to comfort himself, kissed his face, he didn't wash his face.

Zhou Zhou pecked his face twice, and slowly moved the gentle and soft hair: "The disappearance of the blood at the door, the door damaged by the three dogs, the restoration of the floor, etc., it's not because the villa is repairing itself."

"It's what we want."

"Isn't there any strange place in the light? What can I find in the kitchen for the medical kit? Because I wanted it, I looked for it in the kitchen again... So it is now in the kitchen."

Wen Qing's body trembled, but her thoughts suddenly became clear.

So the underwear at the beginning, the biscuit cow "milk" in the bathroom now, and Zhou Zhou's voice just now...

Then can he... teleport directly to Sikong's side?

Zhou Zhou saw what he was thinking at a glance, and his tone was soft, as if he was whispering in a lover's world: "Of course, there are limits."

"I've already tried it lightly. Things like teleportation, weapons, etc. don't work. This villa is on the side of human players, and it will only meet some harmless needs."

"For example...change your voice." Zhou Zhou's voice softened and suddenly turned into the voice of Yu Xing.

Zhou Zhou smiled and said, "Is it very interesting?"

"Whose voice do you like more gently?"

Wen Qing dared not speak.

"You must like my voice the most, right?" Zhou Zhou smiled and resumed his original voice. "For example, in this room, before the vote tomorrow night, Yu Xing and Si Kong Fa will come in, and we will—"

Guessing what Zhou Zhou wanted to say, Wen Qing covered his mouth.

Zhou Zhou rolled his eyes, grabbed his wrist, slowly bit his palm, and then ambiguously licked the place where he had bitten: "Gentle, thinking of a house, thinking, not talking ."

Wen Qing's eyes widened, he immediately retracted it, and wiped it hard on the corner of his clothes.

His expression was too obvious, Zhou Zhou chuckled softly and let go of his wrist: "Why don't you open the door gently and try?"

Wen Qing got up tremblingly and took a step towards the door. Seeing that Zhou Zhou really didn't stop him, he hurried to the door and pressed the handle.

Locked, can't open, don't go.

Wen Qing pursed her lips, thinking that she and Zhou Zhou would spend more than ten hours alone, her tears became even more fierce.

After a while, he saw Zhou Zhou approach.

A pair of rings wrapped around his waist, Zhou Zhou leaned his face against his neck, and took a deep breath: "Gentle, we can leave here together when only Sikong is left after the euthanasia punishment is over tomorrow. already."

Wen Qing burst into tears, feeling that she could not survive tomorrow.

Suddenly, Zhou Zhou leaned over and kissed his chin. It didn't take long for Wen Qing to feel the sticky and slippery tongue of the other party. He slowly wiped his cheek, took a bite, swept his eyes again, and twirled lightly. Son.

"It's so sweet..." Zhou Zhou sighed in a low voice.

Wen Qing's lips trembled even more, he thought with tears in his eyes, what a pervert...

The corners of his clothes were lifted, and the soft flesh around his waist was gently pinched.

Wen Qing trembled involuntarily, just when Zhou Zhou was about to go further, the sound of the system suddenly sounded in the villa.

[Find, find, find friends,

find a good friend,

Smile a little bit,

is my good friend . 】

After singing the children's song twice, the system said coldly: [The father of the three dogs has appeared. 】

[The father of the three dogs is very angry. 】

[Players please be careful, players please be careful. 】

Wen Qing burst into tears, and before Zhou Zhou left, another Lord of Hell came.

Is today destined to be his death date?

Just as he was thinking about it, the heavy breathing and low roar of the three dogs suddenly came from the corridor outside the door.

Wen Qing whimpered, and in the next second, Zhou Zhou covered his mouth and snorted softly, motioning him to keep quiet.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

The sound of footsteps went from far to near, getting heavier and heavier, mixed with the splashing sound of ground breaking.

After a while, he stopped outside the door.

"Zila——" Claws scratched on the door, making a creepy sound.

Zhou Zhou's face changed, and he immediately pulled Wen Qing back, protecting the person behind him.

"Roar!"

With a low growl, the door was violently smashed.

The huge body of the three dogs burst through the narrow door frame in an instant, and hurriedly squeezed into the door, three pairs of blood-red eyes staring at Wen Qing, drooling.

Wen Qing's eyes were hazy with tears, and her mind was blank.

The father of the three dogs came to find him, and he couldn't hide at all.

But... this three-dog dad looks exactly the same as the three-dog.

Soon, Wen Qing realized his mistake.

"Sit down." A familiar voice sounded outside the door.

The three dogs roared twice, their hind legs were bent, their front paws were upright, and they sat down obediently, but their eyes were still fixed on Wen Qing.

Wen Qing didn't look at it, and looked up at the person behind the three dogs.

Ji Yu stood on the broken wooden door, smiled and looked at them politely.

He was wearing the same outfit he left a few hours ago, as if he had never left the villa.

Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat, remembering the conversation between Ji Yu and Yu Xing earlier.

[Maybe the parent is very reasonable and doesn't know how to do anything, so the system didn't say anything. 】

[It is also possible that the so-called parent is busy doing some ulterior motives. 】

Ji Yu is the father of the three dogs.

The so-called sensible reason was because he hadn't had enough fun at the time and wasn't ready to move...

Zhou Zhou also realized this, his face darkened instantly.

Seeing this, Ji Yu smiled and said softly: "I would like to thank you for casting me."

"Otherwise, Wen Qing will suffer tonight."

Wen Qing's tears rained as follows, thinking to herself, what is otherwise...

Don't you have to suffer if you fall...

"Wen Qing, come here." Ji Yu said.

Seeing his name, Wen Qing's body trembled slightly.

Zhou Zhou grabbed his wrist and said coldly, "Don't go there."

"He's not a good man."

Ji Yu countered: "Is that so?"

The three dogs howled up and down, as if to echo Ji Yu.

Zhou Zhou sneered: "I am a person anyway."

"Really," Ji Yu glanced at Wen Qing's pale face and said calmly, "I don't think Wen Qing feels that way."

Zhou Zhou's face was gloomy and cold, and he took a step forward.

The three dogs let out a loud roar, and the three heads bared their teeth at the same time, exposing their sharp, penetrating canine teeth.

Zhou Zhou's expression did not change, and looked at Ji Yu coldly.

Ji Yu lifted his eyelids and said lightly, "I can't move."

"But Wen Qing is different."

After speaking, he lifted it casually.

Suddenly, Wen Qing's body flew into the air, and was dragged in front of Ji Yu by a force.

Zhou Zhou hurried forward, the three dogs slumped on the ground, and directly blocked his path with his huge body.

"Want to stay here until tomorrow night, or should I take me out of this bedroom?" Ji Yu lowered his eyes, looking into Wen Qing's eyes, still with a warm smile on his face.

Wen Qing only felt scared, he pursed his lips tightly, not daring to speak.

Ji Yu said casually, "You can't leave here alone."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and he lifted his foot tremblingly. Before his toes touched the door, he felt a force preventing him from leaving the bedroom.

law to leave the bedroom with the presence of the door.

He gritted his teeth, if he didn't leave here, Zhou Zhou would definitely do something.

After leaving here, Ji Yu might also do something to him, but the system prompts...

Thinking of this, Wen Qing paused, stopped, and looked at Ji Yu with tears in her eyes.

"Good boy." Ji Yu lifted it slowly, motioning him to hold it.

Wen Qing didn't dare to hold him, and only carefully pulled on his sleeve.

Ji Yu let out a low laugh, raised his feet and walked out the door.

Wen Qing tried to move forward, but the power that blocked him just now disappeared.

He hurriedly left the bedroom, let go the moment he went, and turned to run.

However, his movements were far slower than Ji Yu's. As soon as he opened his legs, his wrist was tightly held by the opponent.

Ji Yupian, like the previous few times, said to Zhou Zhou indifferently, "I took Wen Qing with me."

As soon as his voice fell, the broken door returned to its original shape, separating the two sides.

Wen Qing struggled hard, but was unable to break free of Ji Yu.

Ji Yu's brows and eyes were gentle, his eyes swept across the tears on Wen Qing's face, and he said softly, "Wen Qing, it's hard work."

Wen Qing's tears were falling down, and she couldn't say a word.

"Bang——" The door behind was suddenly slammed violently, making a sound.

Wen Qing's body started to tremble involuntarily.

Ji Yu lifted and gently "touched" his.

His is the warmth of a normal human, but Wen Qing felt a coolness, infiltrating from the heavenly inspiration, freezing his feet so cold that it was difficult to control his body.

Wen Qing gritted his teeth, the three dogs' first current lyrics were the way to send the three dogs away.

Then this time's children's song... Maybe it's also a way to send Ji Yu away?

Smile a little bit.

Wen Qing tried her best to raise the corners of her mouth and squeezed a smile that looked like she was crying.

Just as he was about to click, a giant pinched his chin.

The corners of Ji Yu's lips were slightly curved, and her tone was sweet: "Wen Qing has become smarter..."

"It's a pity it's a bit slow."

Wen Qing was forced to stand up, all the strength from her body was drained in the blink of an eye, she didn't even have the strength to stand, and fell down empty.

Ji Yu wrapped his arms around his waist and pressed the person against the door.

Wen Qing was close to the door, the door was also cold, and the coldness penetrated into the body along the corner of his clothes, and he couldn't move more and more.

"Bang——" The door was slammed down again.

Ji Yu glanced at the wooden door, and the next second, the wooden door turned into a transparent glass door.

Wen Qing felt the change in the door, but he didn't even have the strength to hook, let alone look back.

Ji Yu squeezed his chin slightly and stroked his lips slowly and forcefully with his fingertips.

Ji Yu's voice was low and he said slowly, "Zhou Zhou looks very angry..."

"Did you want to come?"

With a smile on his face, he deliberately said, "What's trapped inside?"

Ji Yu sighed lightly: "Teacher likes to see humans eating their own evil the most..."

The next second, the door was slammed violently again.

Wen Qing cried so much that her eyes started to hurt.

Woo, like Zhou Zhou so much, why don't you go to him...

The thought flashed by, and Wen Qingqian felt Ji Yu's slight bending, and scratched his chin like a kitten.

"Can Wen Qing tell the teacher, what did you do just now?"

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, her throat tightened inexplicably, and she couldn't say a word.

Ji Yu frowned slightly: "If you don't tell the truth, you're a bad boy."

Wen Qing reluctantly opened her mouth, and before she said a word, the other party's warm fingertips took the opportunity to penetrate and tick the tip of her tongue.

"Well……"

Wen Qinggeng was speechless, his chin was forced to lift higher, and then Ji Yu's lips came up.

Ji Yu's tongue is not like a normal human tongue. It is slender and dexterous. The moment it enters the mouth, it hooks to his throat.

Soon, the tip of the tongue bifurcated like a snake letter, pinching his tongue.

Wen Qing was sore, itchy, and wanted to vomit. He opened his eyes wide, looked at Ji Yu in disbelief, and whimpered in a low voice.

After a long while, the wound on his lower lip that had not healed was suddenly bitten hard, and blood suddenly overflowed, entangled with blood and water, filling his nose and mouth.

Ji Yu lowered his eyes, a trace of satisfaction crossed his eyes, and his breath gradually became heavier.

After kissing for too long, Wen Qing's eyes gradually darkened, his brain became dizzy, his body couldn't stop shaking, and a deadly cold surged up.

Seeing this, Ji Yu chuckled and ended the kiss.

He softly licked the blood on his lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Did you do this just now?"

Wen Qing shook it subconsciously, then lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Ji Yu laughed, and the palm around his waist slowly moved down: "Did you do this?"

Wen Qing nodded slowly and pulled the corners of his mouth.

Ji Yu looked slightly startled, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Feeling the strength in his waist disappear, Wen relaxed and slowly fell to the ground.

He closed his eyes, and his voice was a little crying: "Go, go away..."

When the voice fell, Ji Yu's body gradually became transparent.

He half-closed his eyes, stared at Wen Qing, and said with a half-smile, "We'll see you again."

With Ji Yu's departure, the biting coldness around him gradually disappeared.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Qing finally regained some strength. He bent his fingers and slowly got up from the ground.

"boom"

The door behind him was slammed violently again, and the door frame was shaking slightly.

Wen Qing glanced at it, only to find that the wooden door had turned into a glass door.

Zhou Zhou, standing behind the glass door, should see everything that happened just now clearly.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was smiling, his eyes were full of gloom, and he said in a low voice, "Are you gentle?"

Wen Qing blinked and said nothing.

Zhou Zhou said with a smile: "It's great to be gentle, and get rid of that bad guy Ji Yu."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his blood-drenched right, and there was a claw mark of five or six centimeters on his arm, very deep, and the flesh turned out, shocking.

Afraid to see such a bloody wound, Wen Qing took a step back.

Zhou Zhou smiled, put his index finger on the glass door, and slowly drew a heart with the blood that flowed to his fingertips.

While he was painting, the blood of the love flowed down slowly and vertically along the glass door, sparsely and particularly infiltrating.

"See you at night." Zhou Zhou frowned and waved at him with a smile.

Wen Qing's back was chilled, she stumbled forward, and nearly fell when she went downstairs.

Running to the second floor, he panted against the wall and walked slowly to the study.

There was no door to the study, and before reaching the door, Wen Qing saw Yu Xing inside from a distance.

At the same time, Yu Xing also caught a glimpse of his figure.

Yu Xing beckoned to him and said with a smile: "Come gently, there are important clues."

Wen Qing took two steps forward and saw Sikong say, "Don't come in."

He paused and stopped outside the study door.

In the study room, Yu Xing was standing by the door, Sikong was sitting on a chair, and Li Si was squatting in the corner of the bookshelf.

Wen Qing turned to look at Sikong, opened his mouth, and wondered how Li Si responded.

Before he could say the first word, Yu Xing strode directly to the corner of the wall, carried Li Si to the door, threw it on the ground, and complained, "Much, it's all her fault, she tricked us into entering Study, we are not going now."

At this point, Wen Qing immediately understood that the study room was now the same as that bedroom.

The people inside don't come.

In other words... now only myself can move freely in the villa.

Wen Qing let out a long sigh of relief. He leaned his back against the wall, thinking that he finally got something good.

The mouth was not gnawed in vain.

Thinking about it, Wen Qing pursed her lips, and the wound felt a tearing pain.

Ji Yu bit deeply, and now his lips are still oozing blood, and there is a bloody smell between his lips and teeth.

Wen Qing frowned, Yu Xing and Sikong also saw his wound, and their faces changed slightly.

Sikong half-closed his eyes, looked Wen Qing's body up and down, and saw that there was no other injury, his frown gradually loosened.

Yu Xing's eyes circled around Wen Qing's lips, then he narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "I'm lightly hurt."

"It's all because," he sat on the chair, crossed his legs, and tapped Li Si's back with his toes, "If it weren't for the cause, I would have been a hero to save beauty just now."

"Then you were going to make promises to me gently, but now..."

After speaking, Yu Xing raised the corner of his mouth and glanced at Wen Qing: "Gentle, why don't we vote for her next time?"

When it was time to vote, Li Si's body trembled slightly. She lifted up and revealed her face, which was covered by her long hair. The right side of her face was still swollen: "We only have two votes, how can you vote for me?"

"Tomorrow, I, Zhou Zhou, and Sikong, there are three votes in total." After speaking, she pulled the corners of her mouth with difficulty.

Yu Xing glanced at Sikong, shook his chair, and said lazily, "Can you live to vote?"

Li Si's face changed slightly, and then he said, "Zhou Zhou said, we can't hurt human cards."

Yu Xing sneered: "Do you believe what Zhou Zhou said?"

Li Si clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "He didn't lie to me, Ji Yu has already left alive."

Yu Xing smiled and said, "So just like Zhou Zhou's words, are you here to lie to us?"

"They all want to kill us lightly, will Zhouzhou let them go?"

Li Si's eyes froze, yes... Zhou Zhou likes Wen Qing...

"But, but I've already apologized..."

Yu Xing slowed down his speech and said slowly, "If he is not ready to deal with it, why did he lie to us? Why didn't he do it himself?"

His voice was low and seemed to have a strange rhythm, inducing people to fall into the situation in his words: "I think he wants to use a knife to kill, borrow my knife to kill this person."

Li Si's eyes gradually lost focus, and the emotions on his face became more and more obvious. Fright, fear, anger and other emotions were intertwined on the blue and purple face, which looked particularly strange.

"You're lying to me..."

"I know I don't." Yu Xing said.

Li Si's expression was twisted, and he muttered to himself: "It's all because of Zhouzhou... It's all because of him... and Wen Qing..."

Suddenly, she burst into a sharp laughter: "Hahaha and Wen Qing, they all want me to die."

Seeing this, Yu Xing shrugged, looked at Wen Qing condescendingly, and complained, "Look at this lunatic lightly."

Wen Qing stared at this scene blankly, and from the perspective of the bystander finally realized that he had a sudden burst of emotions a few days ago.

Ji Yu and Yu Xing's words, or their own existence, will guide everyone's negative emotions.

Chen Yiyi, Gong Yunyun, Zhou Zhou... Now Li Si...

They didn't change because of this villa, but because of Ji Yu or torture.

The difficulty of this game should not be to find a guide, but to live in the same room with Ji Yu and Yu Xing, and still be able to maintain self-consciousness and not collapse.

After a long time, Wen Qing recovered.

He pursed his lips, "licked" the blood off his lips, and turned to leave.

Wen Qing walked straight into Zhou Zhou's room, rummaged through all the corners, and found the all-white book under the pillow.

He sat on the bed, turned a page, and was stunned.

The home page is blank.

The second page is also blank.

third page, fourth page...

Until Wen Qing turned to the middle, and the words finally appeared.

It was the two pages that Sikong had spread out.

[God favors young human beings the most, they are pure and pure, and everything in between is full of beautiful thoughts. 】

[However, good things are always fleeting, and with the passage of time, the evil desires that endanger individual spiritual "sex" will gradually infect young human beings. In order of severity, they are arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony, sex, and depression...]

[Human beings are only one of thousands of creatures, but they are loved by gods, and being loved is not a good thing. Because humans are easily eroded by evil thoughts, some gods are keen to appreciate the depravity of human beings, and some gods stand on the side of human beings. 】

[And some gods want to play a simple game with humans. 】

Wen Qing turned back again, but there was not a single word in the second half of the book.

He closed the book and stared absently at the all-white cover.

So it's a simple game...

The prompts and systematic prompts in this book only require a simple understanding of the literal meaning.

In an instant, Wen Qing suddenly wanted to understand.

The system has been prompting from the beginning.

Children's songs looking for friends is not nonsense or intimidation, but is telling them that the guide is the player's good friend, not the player's opposite camp. They have gone the wrong way from the beginning, or the system is misleading them.

The identity cards of human players are all with themselves, in order to make them familiar with each other.

The difficulty lies in the two divine cards and this villa that can satisfy a certain desire of man.

There is only one divine card of Sikong that can help mankind, but there are also many restrictions. You can't do this or say that.

Wen Qing hugged the book, sat on the bed, and finally understood Ruo to leave this copy.

He, Zhou Zhou, Li Si... any ordinary human being can become a guide.

This is a game that God wants to play, and the guide should be chosen by God.

*****

Time passed minute by minute, and it wasn't until an hour before the vote that Wen Qing sat up slowly, took a shower, and went downstairs with red eyes.

Five minutes before the vote, there was a sound of the door being kicked open on the second floor.

Wen Qing leaned against the back of the chair and stared at the stairs.

Sikong and Yu Xing went downstairs at the same time, and sat down to the vacant seats beside Wen Qing.

Seeing the chairs on both sides being pulled away, Wen Qing spoke slowly and said, "The guide is chosen by the gods, right?"

Yu Xing paused for a moment, then leaned in front of him and blinked: "What did you say just now?"

Wen Qing turned away and met Yu Xing's bottomless eyes.

He was a little unsure at first, but Yu Xing's pretending to be missing made him confirm it instead.

This is a simple game, so the usage of magic cards is also the easiest.

They never found it because the usage was so simple that no one thought it would be the usage of a magic card.

vote.

Just need to vote...

Wen Qing whispered: "Does the equivalent exchange you say count?"

Yu Xing restrained his smile. His eyes were long and narrow. When he was not smiling, his sharp facial features made people feel a cold chill.

Wen Qing hesitated for a moment, plucked up her courage, raised her chin, and quickly pecked Yu Xing's face.

Then he leaned into his ear and said softly, "Vote for me."

The warmth and softness of his cheeks were fleeting, and Yu Xing lowered his eyes and said, "What if I don't vote?"

Wen was slightly taken aback.

Yu Xing continued: "What will happen?"

Wen Qing thought about it for a while, and told the truth: "Then I might be crazy right away."

Yu Xing still did not speak, and there was no expression on his face.

Wen Qing didn't know whether it was consent or rejection. He pursed his lips, and the scabbed wound opened again. He took time to take care of the wound and said slowly, "I-I don't want to play anymore."

In fact, there is another way. In this vote, Yu Xing will be cast away, and in the next vote, when there is only Sikong's magic card left, it will definitely pass.

But thinking of staying here for another 24 hours, Wen Qing couldn't stand it.

He softly called Yu Xing's name: "Yu Xing."

"Can you vote for me?"

"Or tell me who to vote for..."

Wen Qing whispered, "I've kissed them all."

The originally clear young voice became a little hoarse due to staying up late, and the tone of the request was just tortured and coquettish.

Yu Xing stared at Wen Qing, and compared to the first day he saw him, he lost a lot of weight.

His cheeks were pale, his lips were unusually rosy due to the wound, and his eyes were red, with a pitiful appearance.

Yu Xing looked at him quietly, the word "not good" came to his mouth and suddenly changed to one word: "Good."

Wen Qing glanced at Sikong.

Sikong's eyes swept across his lips, he quickly looked away, and said three words: "I know."

One minute before the vote, Li Si and Zhou Zhou were on the second and third floors.

Zhou Zhou's face was pale, and he was wrapped in bandages. After seeing Wen Qing, his eyes lit up and he quickened his pace downstairs.

He sat directly opposite Wen Qing, his eyebrows curved, and a big boy with a bright and clean smile said, "It's so early to arrive."

Wen Qing lowered her eyes and said nothing.

"Tick." The second hand of the bell at nine o'clock moved.

Wen Qing picked up the pen and wrote down his name on the paper word by word.

[Voting is over, now the votes will be counted. 】

[Player depression, two votes. 】

After seeing Yu Xing's votes, Zhou Zhou realized something was wrong.

[Player Wen Qing, three votes. 】

Zhou Zhou lifted it up, stared at Wen Qing deeply, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Do you already know about Qing Qing?"

Wen Qing didn't speak, didn't look at him, and got up slowly.

[Players please open the door gently. 】

Wen Qing walked to the door and stared at the round metal door knocker.

Although I knew how to get through, I was still a little uneasy when I opened the door.

Wen Qing took a deep breath, lifted it slowly, held the cold metal door knocker, and gently pushed it forward.

"clatter."

The door opened.

Wen Qing looked at the thick white fog outside the door, a little lost.

It's over.

Before he could lift his feet, Li Si's weird laughter suddenly sounded behind him: "Hahaha, the door is open, and we're through."

She madly knocked Wen Qing away and rushed out the door. The next second, she stopped, turned around abruptly, and pushed the door hard, trying to close it.

Li Si looked at Zhou Zhou and Wen Qing coldly, with a grim expression on his face: "I will kill you all!"

"Go to hell!"

Wen Qing wanted to block her door for the first time and pushed it out, but then found that he didn't feel anyone pushing the door.

Even though Li Si tried her best, she didn't push the door back a centimeter. Instead, her body gradually began to turn red, with cracks appearing, more and more cracks appeared. In the blink of an eye, white light spread all over her body. Seeing through the cracks in her body, his whole body seems to be torn apart

"Ah ah ah ah ah"

The moment the screams sounded, Wen Qing's eyes were covered by a big one.

Sikong's low voice sounded from his top: "Let's go."

"goodbye."

The voice fell, and he felt something softly brushing his hair.

Immediately afterwards, the system's emotionless voice sounded in my ears:

[Congratulations to player Wen Qing for successfully leading the way through the psychic level copy. 】

[Players please go to the world gently. 】