The high-cold character design collapsed again today [Unlimited]

It was said that there were more people in the hall than usual, but in fact there were not many people. There was a sparse circle, and a guy in a black robe and a strange mask in the middle was carrying a dying little man like a chicken. On the other side stood a man with a gloomy face.

"Mr. Dream!" Ning Zishan said in surprise.

Meng Shi looked at Ning Zishan suspiciously: "Mr. Dream?"

"It's the dream officer." Ning Zishan said: "Didn't it mean that he will come only after collecting enough 'colors' at the beginning?"

"Ah," Meng Shi understood, and said, "I will also come when the execution is executed, and I will act as a judge or something."

At this time, Ning Zishan saw the Xingmeng officer hang the little man on a "Y" frame with both hands.

The little man had obviously been severely beaten, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his mouth was covered with blood, his original appearance could not be seen, he was hung limply, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Then the dream officer gave the gloomy man a long knife, and the gloomy man took the knife and walked up to the little man. The little man raised his head tremblingly, and opened and closed his mouth slightly. Zishan couldn't hear what he said, so he guessed it was something like begging for mercy.

The gloomy man frowned, as if hesitating.

Xingmeng officer watched impatiently from the side, and said: "Although there is no law here, there are some rules that must be followed. Think about it, if you don't catch this thief today, you will live here for the rest of your life." In the shadow of precariousness, kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself!"

This voice was not the one Ning Zishan had heard when he first arrived, and it seemed that it was not the same Dream Walker.

After listening to Xingmengguan's words, the gloomy man's expression suddenly turned ferocious. He raised the knife and dropped it. The little man let out a wailing cry, and his whole body fell down. His arms were still hanging on both ends of the "Y" frame. One of them had already been separated from his body, and blood spurted out with a splash. Amidst the shouts from all around, the black-faced man dropped the knife and staggered back a few steps.

The cold voice of the dream officer sounded again, and he asked the black and gloomy man: "Is it enough?"

The gloomy man nodded, and there was a burst of dissatisfaction immediately around him.

Ning Zishan never expected that the "lynching" would be like this, it was like a one-sided torture performance, so bloody and direct, was it to achieve the effect of killing chickens and monkeys?

"Is this the end?" Meng Shi's voice was also full of dissatisfaction: "Last time, the guy who robbed him of his 'color' was cut alive, this time he just cut off his arm? This guy looks fierce, It turned out to be so soft-hearted."

Ning Zishan looked at Meng Shi in disbelief. When they saw the three rookies who had been disembowelled in the last copy, Ning Zishan felt that Meng Shi had a sense of disobedience. Usually Meng Shi behaved in front of him. They are all innocent, but occasionally show a cruel side. This kind of innocent cruelty makes him feel more horrified than facing any madness.

The surroundings were still noisy, and Ning Zishan suddenly felt like he was on a cliff, and those chirping sounds were like the wind blowing up from the cliff, making Ning Zishan suffocate.

"I'll go back first." Ning Zishan held his head and took a few steps back.

Meng Shi stepped forward to support him: "Brother Ning, are you feeling uncomfortable? Yes, a patient like you shouldn't be allowed to see such a bloody scene. I'll send you back."

Ning Zishan nodded, and entered the elevator with Meng Shi.

Meng Shi sent him back to the room, told him to lie down on the bed, and fed him water and medicine. He didn't leave Ning Zishan's room until Ning Zishan fell asleep due to the effect of the medicine, and knocked on Ke Xu's door instead. .

Ke Xu opened the door with a grumpy expression. Seeing that it was Meng Shi, he frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

"Brother Ning has a fever." Meng Shi said.

Ke Xu immediately became nervous.

"I just took care of him and took the medicine, and he is asleep now." Meng Shi continued, "You should be the one to take care of the sick."

Ke Xu pondered for a moment and said, "Thank you."

"It seems that you didn't adopt my suggestion, or are you still hesitating?" Meng Shi looked at Ke Xu pretending to be innocent: "Then what qualifications do you have to thank me for Brother Ning now?"

Just as Ke Xu was about to close the door, he heard Meng Shi say leisurely, "I haven't closed the door to Brother Ning's room yet."

Before he finished speaking, Ke Xu had already blown past Meng Shi like a gust of wind, and blew straight into Ning Zishan's room.

Meng Shi shrugged. He really couldn't understand the relationship between these two people. Who was he torturing awkwardly? This is, these two people are probably right with M, right?

There was a small night light in Ning Zishan's bedroom, even the dim light could not hide the abnormal flush on his face, like a steamed crab, Ke Xu could see that he would not sleep even if he fell asleep. It was very uncomfortable, and his brows were deeply knotted.

Ke Xu bent down and lifted Ning Zishan's forehead hair, checked the temperature with the back of his hand, it was still very hot, then touched his red face, it was warm and soft, like steamed buns just out of the pan.

Ning Zishan groaned unconsciously, leaned his face against Ke Xu's cool palm like a kitten, rubbed his face, and relaxed his brows: "Ke... Xu..."

Ke Xu's breathing was stagnant. He wanted to get an ice towel to cool down Ning Zishan, but he hesitated for a while, but he was still not willing to withdraw his hand. He sat down by the bed and touched Ning Zishan's hand with the other hand. Hair, and lightly touched his swollen eyelids.

"Crying? Because of me?" Ke Xu asked in a low voice, in a tone coaxing small animals: "Is the fever also because of me?"

Ning Zishan groaned.

Ke Xu stared at Ning Zishan, his eyes were like a pen, traced back and forth between his eyebrows and eyes, after a long time, like an asteroid attracted by the opponent's magnetic field, he slowly lowered his head, moved closer to Ning Zishan, and put his Her lips were printed on Ning Zishan's red and dry lips, and she even licked the seam of the other's lips with the tip of her tongue like a thief.

Ning Zishan's eyelids moved, and Ke Xu was startled. He straightened up quickly, observed carefully for a while, and was relieved when he found that the other party showed no signs of waking up. Then he touched his lips with his fingers, It also carried Ning Zishan's slightly high body temperature, which was even more beautiful than he imagined.

In an instant, Ke Xu seemed to be infected by Ning Zishan. He blushed from the base of his ears to his cheeks. He brushed his hair in frustration and let out a long breath. Also take advantage of people's danger.

"Ke Xu, you are so bad." Ke Xu scolded himself in a low voice, then looked at the sleeping Ning Zishan, and asked softly: "If I am really doomed not to leave this world, would you like to stay with me?"

Seven days passed in a blink of an eye, the antipyretics here took effect very quickly, after seven days Ning Zishan had completely recovered, and during these seven days, Ke Xu really disappeared as if out of thin air, and never appeared in front of Ning Zishan again.

But... Ning Zishan recalled the incident afterwards, and always felt that the night when he had the worst fever, it seemed that someone sat by the bed and guarded him all night, but when Ning Zishan woke up in the morning, he was indeed the only one in the room , and there is no trace of other people's stay, so it is attributed to my own burning and hallucinations.

According to the plan, Ning Zishan should sleep alone tonight. Ning Zishan has been with Ke Xu since he came to this world. Can't get out, will Ke Xu forget himself soon?

Ning Zishan shook his head. It's not okay to be discouraged before entering the dungeon. In order to wait for his mother in the real world, and to prevent Ke Xu from forgetting himself, he must come out alive.

Putting the bone puppet under the pillow, Ning Zishan was about to go to bed when there was a knock on the door in the living room.

It's so late, could it be Meng Shi?

Ning Zishan opened the door as he thought about it, but Ke Xu was standing outside the door.

But it's only been a week since we saw each other, and Ning Zishan feels as if he's been in a lifetime. Ke Xu looks thinner, and the contours of his entire face have become sharper.

"Are you cured?" Ke Xu asked.

Ning Zishan's eyes lit up like stars: "How do you know I'm sick?"

For a moment, Ning Zishan was full of expectations. He hoped that Ke Xu would tell him that the night he had a fever was not his hallucination. Responding to disappointment, he said, "Meng Shi told me you were sick."

"Oh..." Ning Zishan lowered his eyelids, thinking that he was really ridiculous, but when he saw the bone puppet in Ke Xu's hand, he was stunned again: "You are..."

Ke Xu squeezed in from the door, walked straight into the bedroom, and stuffed the bone puppet under Ning Zishan's pillow, all in one go, but said calmly: "It's time to fall asleep today, I'll be with you."

The development of the matter was completely beyond Ning Zishan's expectations. He thought that he should have the courage to drive Ke Xu out of his room directly. He thought of many tough attitudes in his head, but when he came back to his senses, Still sleeping with Ke Xu.

Ning Zishan lay on the bed with his hands and feet stiff like a dead body, feeling that he was really worthless.

It stands to reason that in this situation, individuals will definitely suffer from insomnia, but maybe the bone puppet under the pillow has some hypnotic power, making his cranky head fall asleep soon after hitting the pillow.

When Ning Zishan opened his eyes again, he found himself standing outside a hotel.

From the outside, this hotel is not big, it is a B&B style hotel, the house is a bit old, almost all wooden structures, there are three floors in total, there is a plaque on the door lintel, which says "hot spring hotel".

When Ning Zishan walked in, there were already five people in the lobby, and Ning Zishan saw Ke Xu standing in the corner at a glance.

Ke Xu also saw Ning Zishan, but instead of taking the initiative to greet him like before, he nodded slightly as a greeting.

Ning Zishan felt a little awkward, and Ke Xu's attitude towards him made him even more confused. What kind of existence does that person think of himself as?It is really contradictory to keep a distance and refuse to let go and let myself go into the dungeon to exercise alone.

While Ning Zishan was thinking wildly, several people came in from outside the door one after another. Everyone waited for a while, and after confirming that no one would come, one of the men with rimless glasses who looked very elegant said: " It seems that the players of this copy are all here."

Ning Zishan counted, including himself, there are ten people in total, five men and five women.

The man with glasses continued: "Before the mission starts, let's introduce each other. My name is Feng Lerong, and I am an old player."

The others saw that Feng Lerong spoke first, so they all introduced themselves briefly. There are no new players in this dungeon. Basically, everyone has passed two or three dungeons. Only one of them is a middle-aged woman named Qi Ju. Just passed my first copy a month ago.

After everyone introduced each other, Feng Lerong walked towards the reception desk, rang the call bell on the reception desk, and a moment later, an old lady with white hair and curly skin walked out from the small door behind the reception desk.

The old lady walked slowly to the reception desk, looked up and scanned everyone's faces one by one, and asked, "Are you also guests who are here to participate in the three-day challenge?"

Ning Zishan didn't know how to describe the old lady's voice, it was hoarse and sticky, almost like a mixture of mucus and sand grains secreted by a snail crawling across the sand.

Feng Lerong asked politely: "What is the three-day challenge?"

The old lady gave him a strange look, then slowly pulled out a piece of blue paper from under the reception desk and placed it on the table.

Ning Zishan looked over and found that it turned out to be a leaflet, which said that if he could stay in the hotel for three days and find the mysterious surprise prepared by the hotel, he would get a big prize.

If this is the real world, then this must be an attractive advertisement, but here, Ning Zishan does not think that this "mysterious surprise" will really be a surprise.

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I'm sorry I'm gooing again, I've been under a lot of pressure recently, I have insomnia and headaches, and I also fell into an inexplicable self-loathing mood, I can't write any more_(:з」∠)_

Ning Zishan: Please replay the scene where Ke Xu secretly kissed me, thank you.

Ke Xu: Just replay it, my wife, I was wrong.

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

2 bottles of matcha-flavored wasabi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!