As the White Lotus Female Match In the Infinite Stream

Bo Shuchen didn't know how many questions he answered.

A person's energy is limited after all. After forcibly searching my memory, I answered so many questions. Bo Shuchen couldn't control his body any longer, he leaned back slightly, and when he was about to fall to the ground, he suddenly felt himself fall into a warm embrace.

"Little brat."

He heard Chao Su call him softly. The next second, he was picked up by someone by the waist. He turned his head, looked at Chao Su's cold face, gave him a cold look and said, "Little boy, it's all adults' business."

Chaosu made psychological preparations for a long time, but when Bo Shuchen stood in front of her, these psychological preparations were like a dam, which was instantly flooded and burst.

It's just a male protagonist controlled by the author, and it's quite pitiful.

Chao Su thought to himself, his eyes fell on the amusement project in front of him.

Big pendulum, vertical take-off and landing, extremely fast leap... These thrilling projects began to run. On these projects, one figure after another began to appear.

Although they are "human figures", everyone present clearly knows that these are "ghost figures".

Some muddy water fell between his eyebrows, he reached out and wiped his face and said, "It's almost the next day."

Their tickets close at twelve o'clock.

A new day, they are not eligible for admission.

The bride stopped chasing and killing in the last few minutes, and she re-suspended in the sky again, looking down at everyone from top to bottom.

Chase fell into an eerie stillness.

The corner of the bride's mouth pulled a smile to the side, she opened her mouth slightly and began to hum a song. The song rang out joyously and lightly in the ears of the crowd - it felt like the bride was standing behind them, clinging to their backs.

The breath seemed to be densely scattered on the back of their necks, and the sinister eyes seemed to peep in the dark.

They suddenly shuddered.

Zhuang Yan twisted a handful of clothes, twisted the water stains that she had just touched, and looked up and down, left and right, suddenly, she trembled and her eyes were dull.

Seeing Zhuang Yan's performance, she paused for a moment, and she immediately looked down at her phone. The time displayed on the phone is 11:57.

Zhuang Yan couldn't tell what she was feeling at the moment.

She saw their group take a few steps back cautiously, standing at the door of a store, waiting for twelve o'clock to come. She saw the time on her watch jump forward, from 11:59 to 12:00. She saw that when twelve o'clock came, when the dawn had not yet broken through the darkness, the whispering of everyone stopped like this, and they—no, not only them, but themselves, were all turned into pieces, scattered on the ground.

After three minutes, the fragments reunited in human form. Their eyes have not been clear for a long time, and in the next second, they are broken again.

Again and again, until the number of resurrections is exhausted.

The body shattered into pieces again and again, as if being cut with a thousand cuts. This pain is heart-wrenching.

Even if she recovered from that short three minutes, Zhuang Yan still felt that her whole body was shaking. Although her body was safe and sound, her brain seemed to remember the pain she had just "seen", and subconsciously produced a stress response.

"Pain, pain, pain..." Zhuang Yan couldn't help but gasped. Her physique talent was passively triggered three minutes before her death, and because of this sudden pain, she couldn't help sobbing a few times. There were even a few tears in the corners of her eyes. It wasn't that she wanted to cry voluntarily, it was her body's response.

Zhuang Yan shuddered, trying to keep herself calm. In the eyes of Guan Shaoqing and Xie Chengcheng, she said calmly: "Go quickly, you must go quickly. Leave the bride's paradise, or even if we have more resurrections, we will all die."

Zhuang Yan didn't know how many people would die in three minutes, and she didn't know how widespread the death was. But who knows, everyone who appears in her field of vision is dead!

This made Zhuang Yan feel that only those who escaped from the Bride Paradise can survive.

"But, it's impossible." Guan Shaoqing said in a hoarse voice, "Happy Valley occupies a large area. Generally speaking, even if we run from this position to the nearest gate, we will It takes about seven or eight minutes. This is still extreme running. For ordinary people, it takes thirteen or four minutes. And now... the time left for us is only two minutes. "

What can I do in two minutes?

For many people, two minutes can do a lot. They can run 400 meters, read articles of seven or eight hundred words quickly, and skip two or three hundred times. But for the current Chao Su and Guan Shaoqing, these two minutes were too short.

"Bus 444?" Xie Chengcheng said.

After saying this answer, he turned his head and looked around, and began to look for nearby sites.

Only the supernatural can deal with the supernatural.

Therefore, under such circumstances, Xie Chengcheng immediately thought of the No. 444 bus. For this kind of supernatural thing, let alone two minutes, running back and forth in one minute is extremely easy.

When Guan Shaoqing and Zhuang Yan heard Xie Chengcheng's words, their whole body became much more energetic. They started looking for a nearby site, but soon they found out. First, there is not much time left for them, and now there is only about a minute and a half left. Second, although the 444 bus is different from the bus, the time interval is very large, but this does not mean that it has no time. Instead, its moments are short and quick, and to miss is to miss. It won't stop if no one is under the license plate.

Reduced pick-up and drop-off time for players.

This shows that if you want to encounter the 444 bus, you can only rely on luck.

And their luck is obviously not that good.

Time passed, and they did not see any trace of the bus. While they were walking, some chasers and survivors seemed to think that the spiritual space of Bride Paradise was about to end, and their faces couldn't help but raise excited smiles.

Seeing the group of Chao Su and Guan Shaoqing who were in a hurry and seemed to be looking for the 444 bus, a look of disdain flashed in their eyes.

When they passed by, Chaosu even heard someone say in a low voice, as if he was afraid that others would not hear:

"Look, someone is looking for the 444 bus again. I really thought it would be so easy to become a host."

Yes, with Mu Zihang's previous performance in front of everyone, almost everyone knows that if you want to become a host, you must change the future. And it is very difficult for ordinary people to change the future - therefore, many people plan to give it a try, like Mu Zihang.

Is it possible to enter the 444 bus in front of the bride to achieve the same effect.

Although according to the bus driver, it is very likely that they will not be the host, but the driver. But at least they are also drivers, so that they don't have to run around in the supernatural space and cause their own death.

Thinking about it, these people thought that Chao Su thought the same way.

As this bridal paradise draws to a close, start to gamble. See if you can blaze a new trail while keeping yourself safe.

Chao Su and the others have no time to argue with each other, even Guan Shaoqing, who always puts the safety and life of other players first. He knew now that if he told them, they were about to die. Not only will these people not easily believe them, but they will laugh at them because of this "nothing" thing in their eyes, and even use this to stop their group's exploration and progress.

When there were only thirty seconds left, everyone stopped.

Chaosu touched his pocket subconsciously, trying to find out if there were any cards in his hand, which could play a certain role in bringing back the dead. However it didn't.

She rummaged through everything in her pocket and bag, and finally, she glanced at the ticket in her hand and said, "Tear up this ticket."

Zhao Su thought for a while, and added: "At the last second, the ticket was torn up. By the way, do you have the number of resurrections?"

"Yes, yes." Guan Shaoqing took out a ticket from his pocket. They acted as survivors, although they didn't rob other people's gold coins. However, their status and rights are enough for them to do many things.

For example, let a person with rich experience in catching dolls replace them with coins to catch dolls, and then let a very lucky player pick the doll next to him and instruct the other party to grab it.

Therefore, they can get at least one resurrection coin for their five gold coins. If you are lucky, you can get two or three. As for four or five, that's an ideal number. After all, people who catch dolls are not necessarily successful, let alone players with very high luck, not full score players.

Not everyone can be handsome.

But fortunately, except for Chaosu, everyone else has a resurrection time. This way, things will be much easier. Even at the moment when the tickets were torn apart, they died. And after leaving the Bride's Paradise, they can be resurrected again.

In this way, once you die, you can successfully avoid this death.

Only Chaosu has zero resurrection times.

I don't know if it's life or death.

…

Fifty-eight, fifty-nine, sixty.

Chao Su superimposed Bo Shuchen's ticket and her own ticket, and when the second hand reached 12, she tore the ticket in half without hesitation.

Meanwhile, twelve o'clock in the evening.

Countless fireworks shot out from around them and shot straight into the dark and deep sky.

Bright fire flashed on Chao Su's face, cracks appeared on Chao Su's face and body, and blood spurted out from inside. The pain spreads all around like a spider web.

With a "bang", Chao Su fell to the ground, and the flesh and blood fell to the ground like fragments.