Picked up a bunch of hair in the game

Besides Xu Zhaohe, there are five players left.

Everyone's first reaction was to be stunned when they heard the rule prompt.

The player and the dungeon boss swap identities?Turned serfs to sing?

From the initial thought that he was deaf to unbelievable and then to a trance, Tang An pinched himself severely, turned his head towards Xiong Lin and twitched his lips twice.

Xiong Lin was shocked, thinking that he was going to kiss him, and shouted: "Get out!"

Tang An suddenly looked like a daughter-in-law who had been cruelly abandoned, and said quietly, "Brother Xiong, you have no heart."

Xiong Lin gave him a punch to calm him down.

Tang An sighed, looking at the black mist gradually dissipating in the sky, the two hours just now were like hell, fortunately the two of them were close together so they were not bewitched by the ghost.

The coldness in his eyes was buried deep in his eyes along with the malice of pulling away, he blinked lightly, and clapped his hands to change back to the smiling-eyed boy in the past.

"I guess Brother Xu must have done it!"

Besides him, Brother Xu, who else can do this? !

Xiong Lin couldn't deny that there were not many people who could fight in this dungeon. Since it wasn't the two of them, only Watson, the mysterious young man with a lot of thieves, was left.

"From today onwards," Tang An solemnly declared, "Brother Xu is my male god!"

Xiong Lin made a "cut", "With your speed of changing walls, what is there to be happy about being your male god?"

Speaking of this, Xiong Lin sneered as if he was poked in his soft heart by something, and settled with him with his fingers: "When you first entered the TOP10, didn't you treat me like a male god? Tossing the back and calling 'Brother' one after another is called intimacy, but what happened?"

Xiong Lin clapped his hands: "Ah, I formed a team with Brother Zou once, and when you come back, you'll change the wall!"

Tang An touched his nose: "This is different."

Xiong Lin crossed his arms: "What's the difference?"

Tang An: "Brother Xu is different, can the game world find a second man like this?"

One sentence blocked Xiong Lin, as if, it really couldn't.

Hey!

"Okay, Brother Xiong." Seeing that Xiong Lin seemed to be in some kind of deep quagmire, Tang An smiled again and stepped forward to put his shoulders on his shoulders, "The two hours that Brother Xu worked so hard to earn should not be wasted."

This is true, Xiong Lin breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at him, and began to stretch his muscles, "Let's go."

For two full hours, no one was really stupid to catch Azathoth.

So what if you really grab it, kill him?

Arabian Nights.

So the two hours in vain, on the surface, was an exchange of identities, but in fact it was for them to hurry up and find an exit.

There is no hunting of ghosts, no hindrance of checkpoints, when not to look for it now?

Without the fear of their lives, the speed will be greatly accelerated. Once they find it, they will be able to completely clear the instance.

All gamers understand this. No one really wants to play games with Azathoth. If they do meet, they don't know who will take care of whom.

So there was a rush of footsteps in the dungeon, and everyone was very anxious, wishing to step on the Hot Wheels and go around the maze a few times.

At that time, a new game had already started, and Azathoth was still standing there with a clouded face.

Which kid did it? :)

Let him know and he will be fine!good!Take care of him.

Shen Chen laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up, if it wasn't for Hei Tuanzi still bouncing around at his feet, he would have run away just now when Azathoth was in a daze.

There was laughter in the ears one after another, and Azathoth closed his eyes and flew a knife made of black mist fiercely, Shen Chen stepped away sideways, and continued to laugh.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"You fucking!"

Before the words were finished, one person and one group rushed forward again, wrestling with a bunch of black shadows.

"..."

"……that."

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

A trembling sound of crying or not rang out in the corner. Although it was very small, the boss with excellent hearing clearly heard it. He stopped his movements with a "huh", in case the other party made a tacit understanding Take a step back.

One person, one shadow and one group looked back together, and saw a small man with a head protruding from the corner of the wall, his legs shaking like a sieve, moving out in small steps.

"what's up?"

Azathoth raised his chin, fully demonstrating the majesty of a dungeon master.

The little ghost was really about to cry now, looking around wildly, not knowing what to say.

Azathoth looked puzzled, and followed his gaze, only to realize that the walls around them closed at some point, completely blocking the passage they were in.

A bad premonition filled his heart instantly, and the next second, as he expected, the little ghost continued to tremble and open his voice.

"Ah, Asa, Master Azathoth, please, please clear the customs..."

That's right, after the identity swap, Azathoth became a hiding person, so naturally he had to clear the level of the dungeon.

"........."

There was a dead silence in the arena.

Until Shen Chen, who was watching the play at the side, supported the wall again, "Pfft—" he threw himself back and forth with a laugh.

The veins on his temples throbbed, and Azathoth stretched out his hand to rub it, his face full of hostility.

The little ghost didn't dare to speak anymore, and curled himself into a ball and squatted on the ground, for fear of bearing the anger of the boss.

The atmosphere is like a dry firewood lit with sparks in May, and it will soon crackle and burn, vowing to burn all those who oppose me in the world.

Hei Tuanzi had already realized what had happened, jumped on the spot, and was about to express his thoughts when Shen Chen, who had been uneasy all along, saw the timing and kicked him in the ass!

"boom--"

A beautiful parabola streaked across the air, and Shen Chen took advantage of this to retreat to a corner, pass through the wall, and disappear in the same place.

Azathoth's eyes had turned completely black, he ignored Shen Chen who had slipped away, and turned to the little ghost guarding the gate, "I can get my body back first."

What else could the little ghost say, stretched out his hand and prostrated himself on the ground, "Please!"

……

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On the other side, Xu Zhaohe, who had no idea that he was on the blacklist of SSS bosses, was on his way to find the exit with five dolls in his arms.

After going through the last level, he got a little clue. Since this dungeon is called "Fear Labyrinth", it is natural to find out what "fear" refers to.

Here, "fear" can be understood as heterogeneous ghosts and ghosts, they guard in various places, not to mention there is a top boss Azathoth.

They have special appearance and terrifying power. They are the masters of this world.

But if we dig deeper, why are people afraid of ghosts?

What they are afraid of is not a certain type of special creature, what they are afraid of is "death".

Encountering ghosts means that you are getting closer to death.

This world only selects people with a strong desire to survive, and such people are naturally afraid of death.

Although Xu Zhaohe claimed to be a heretic at the beginning, if you ask him now, he will say that he is afraid of death.

To be afraid of death is to be afraid of what death represents.

Fear of leaving those around me behind.

The five dolls were carried on their backs, looking up at Xu Zhaohe with a serious expression with their bright eyes open, and laughed happily when they got his gaze down.

Xu Zhaohe also smiled and touched the heads of the dolls with gentle eyes.

Because there are Xiaoying, Wuba, and many friends around me.

Therefore, he is afraid of death.

When human beings have something to fear, the first thing they think of is challenge.

The dungeon is a challenge, a challenge of yearning for life and facing death.

…………

For two full hours, without the hindrance from the ghosts, the speed of the players was much faster.

Perhaps because of the exchange of identities, Xu Zhaohe found that the maze seemed to be completely open to them.

Of course, this is just a vague feeling, as if they can only touch the surface, no matter where they go, they will encounter various levels.

But now, the thin layer of fog seemed to lift, and for the last 10 minutes he stood on the verge of a maze rupture.

One step forward is an abyss sunk in darkness.

Except for this cliff, he didn't find any other place that looked more like an exit, although it didn't look like it here.

How?

Jump from here?

It was black and bottomless, and no one knew if there was anything else in it. Jumping down would be tantamount to courting death.

But the maze is the same high wall everywhere, and they have been around for nearly 14 hours, only this one is different.

The five dolls also poked their heads out and looked down. It was too deep to hear any sound, like a beast that opened its mouth and waited for them to throw themselves into the net. Can smell a trace of blood.

Diao Diao Wa refused first, shaking her head like a rattle that kept spinning.

"No, no, Zhao Zhao, you don't think you want to jump from here."

Xu Zhaohe didn't speak, just looked at the cliff seriously, as if reading some thoughts and feelings from it.

Seeing this, Diao Diao Wa was terrified and screamed: "Zhao Zhao! Don't die for love!"

Qingtian pulled over and knocked Diao Diaowa on the head, "Bah, bah, what kind of love is it, with you?"

Soon, the five dolls had a heated discussion on the term "sacrifice for love".

It wasn't until another 5 minutes later that Xu Zhaohe said, "Do you think it looks like an exit?"

"It's not like!!!"

Diao Diao Wa tried to dispel his idea, crying, "Zhao Zhao, I'm afraid of heights."

Zhao Zhao touched his head, then pushed him into the backpack, "It's fine if you don't see it."

"Uuuuuu-"

Diao Diao Wa's muffled voice came: "I refuse!"

It's a pity that the refusal is invalid. Brother Zhao has already left a mark on the ground, so that the remaining players will know that someone has jumped from here.

As for whether he was still alive afterwards, it is uncertain.

The last 2 minutes.

Xu Zhaohe took a deep breath, zipped up the backpack containing the dolls, and held them in his arms.

He took a small step forward and closed his eyes.

The sound of heartbeat beat against his ears one after another, saying that he was not afraid would be a lie, how many people have never seen what a cliff looks like in their life, and now, he wants to jump off.

Regardless of life or death.

Facing the fear of death, that is the challenge.

Unable to breathe steadily all the time, it was so heavy that it made the heart feel stressed, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he took another step forward.

But this time, he already felt his toes hanging in the air, only half a step away!

Probably not daring to disturb him, the dolls huddled in their backpacks without making a sound.

The blood in his body gradually boiled and burned, and there was silence all around, only the deep cliff under his feet, and there were bursts of cold calls.

In the next moment, he slowly relaxed, let go of his strength, and allowed his body to lean forward.

A sense of weightlessness that didn't feel very good came instantly, and the whole body seemed to be wrapped in air and wind.

He held his backpack tightly, and when he was frowning, he suddenly felt someone hug him from behind.

Familiar fit.

No one knew how shocked Shen Chen was when he saw the young man standing alone on the abyss when he came.

The stark contrast between black and white, vastness and smallness, dead silence and freshness.

The image of sprinting into his mind was too strong, his pupils shrunk to the extreme, he teleported behind him without any hesitation, and jumped down.

Then, hold him in your arms.

The strangeness around him was so obvious that Xu Zhaohe opened his eyes in the darkness and looked down.

Before he fell completely dizzy, he seemed to see a pale but slender hand clasped tightly around his waist in a trance.

Fear, fear, suffocation...

All negativity is gone.

He knew who was holding him behind him, and his heart fell to the ground in an instant, soaking in a piece of gentle spring water.

I don't know if it's the wind or whispers, but it's probably a gentle voice whispering in my ears.

"Zhao Zhao, don't be afraid."

Xu Zhaohe blinked, vaguely remembering that he answered.

"okay."

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