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The meaning of the mask man is very clear.

If you don't receive the safflower, then when the drums stop, the next person is still holding the safflower, that is, the person who is swallowed is the one who did not receive the safflower, not the one who handed it out.

In addition, if the red flower is not received, the two-second time limit will not start to count.

Jing Huashui took the safflower. She looked at the football-sized safflower in her hand. At this moment, she couldn't see that the safflower had the big mouth of the blood basin that just appeared, as if it was just an ordinary flower that couldn't be more ordinary. The same as safflower.

One second passed.

The drum sound stopped suddenly, no, more accurately, the rhythm became extremely slow, as if the speed of the car was about to drop to zero, but it did not completely drop to zero, and it was still sliding slowly.

At this time, as long as you step on the brakes, the car will be able to stop, but if you step on the accelerator, the situation will be completely different.

Jing Huashui was caught in a dilemma.

Do you want to use that opportunity? If you use it, what will you do next time? Do you just forcibly quit? In this way, this round will become a round of delaying time. If it is not used, what should I do if the drums stop? In this way, won't I be swallowed by the safflower in my hand?

She asked herself in her heart.

This short second seemed extremely long at this time.

Forget it, don't pass it, there are still nine people, luck will not be so bad!

In the end, Jing Huashui made a choice.

"Raise your left hand! Pass it out!" Qiancang yelled.

His voice was extremely firm, as if no one was allowed to refute it.

The moment Jing Huashui heard it, she subconsciously handed out the safflower in her hand, barely thinking about it, and while handing out the safflower, she also raised her left hand.

The masked man sitting on her right immediately took the safflower in Jing Huashui's hand.

Even though there was only a difference of 0.5 seconds, Jing Huashui still used the only chance in this round.

If she encounters this situation next time, she can only choose to hold on for two seconds and exit the round directly.

The mask man took the safflower in Jing Huashui's hand, and just moved the safflower to his chest. A long tongue protruded from the stamens of the safflower and tied the mask man’s neck. Then... the scene just happened again, but This time it was by Jing Huashui's side.

Jing Huashui stared blankly at what was happening in front of her, because she was so close, she could clearly see how the masked person's body was being swallowed by safflower bit by bit. This feeling was like a rabbit looking at her own kind. Just like being eaten by a wild wolf, an unspeakable fear breeds in Jing Huashui's heart.

At this moment, she even had the urge to leave directly.

The blood and meat dregs fell to the ground again, but this time, because the distance was too close by Jing Huashui's side, she even got a little on her body. She turned her head and looked at the blood-stained clothes. If she hesitated just now, everything would be different in just 0.5 seconds, and the person who was swallowed would become her.

"That's right, all the masked people are targeting us." Qian Cangyi squeezed his right wrist with his left hand. "My question just now answered your question on the one hand, but on the other hand, it also exposed yours. position."

"Although it cannot be proved that when I asked questions, it happened to you, but compared with other times, after I asked questions, the possibility of red flowers passing to you is undoubtedly greater than the other times. It is precisely because of this. , The drummer stopped after estimating the time."

"The purpose of all masked people is to kill us. It is precisely because of this that there are rules for handing out in advance. Every time the red flower is in our hands, it will be an invisible game. "

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at the masked drummer.

"What on earth does it mean to stop?" He asked loudly, because there was no drum sound at this time, so his voice could reach the masked ears clearly.

"When I don't want to knock." The mask man gave his own answer.

Hearing the mask man’s answer, everyone gasped. Since they can decide whether to stop at will, do they still have a chance of winning? Can you really get through a round with just one opportunity handed out in advance?

"You can't watch the drum beat and spread flowers, can you? You can only listen." Qiancang Yi took two steps closer.

"Yes." The mask man's voice was neither humble nor overbearing, very monotonous.

"So it's like this..." Lan Xing glanced at Jing Huashui.

If it wasn't for Cang Yi to shout, if it wasn't for Jing Huashui who didn't hesitate, everything would be completely different, and the remaining five people might lose one person in this functional area.

Blue Star said in his heart.

He couldn't help but glanced at Qian Cangyi, this actor, he really wanted to win, at least in the last moment, he didn't want to be an enemy.

Although the relationship between the two was not good at the beginning, it was not bad, and some ties that occurred during this period were not irreconcilable.

"Should we ask something more?" Lan Xing also took a step forward, "Is it bound to die if swallowed? Is there a way to survive?"

"No." The masked man stood quietly beside the drumhead.

"Can I withdraw halfway? I mean ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ during the rest time between each round." Blue Star continued to ask.

"No, there are only three situations in which you live to be the last person, lose your qualifications and be swallowed." The mask man replied.

"Is there any essential difference between disqualification and withdrawal?" Lan Xing frowned.

The mask man did not answer, I don't know if he is unwilling to answer this question, or is unable to answer this question.

"The prerequisite for losing the qualification is to hand out the red flower. In other words, the red flower still has to be handed once and still encounters danger. Perhaps this is the biggest difference." Qian Cangyi said his thoughts.

"Can I use external force to interfere?" Mo Ran said softly, "For example, forcibly forcing a masked person not to pass the safflower, so that, no matter if it stops or not, it is the masked person who is swallowed up by the safflower. ."

Although Mo Ran said this idea, he himself thought it was impossible.

After all, they are not facing real people, and there may be too many situations.

Perhaps the person who does it will trigger the punishment mechanism, such as being swallowed by safflower and so on.

However, Mo Ran's question was not answered, the masked man still stood in place, motionless.

"Does he have limits on answers?" Lan Xing was a little puzzled.

"I don't know." Qiancang shook his head, "You can try the method of using force, but...who will try? Although it is the one who proposed and who will try, but..."

Mo Ran looked serious.

Indeed, to try without getting a positive answer, no matter what you think is a dangerous thing to commit yourself.

"I'll try." Finally, Mo Ran gave his own answer.

At this time, the drum sounded again, and the masked man played the big red drum quietly, announcing the beginning of the third round.

At this time, there were still seven masked people sitting on the ground.