The cat master of this seat

"Ah?" Yun Chi's expression cracked for a moment, and then he began to cough, "cough cough cough cough..."

How to say?Said I want you to hug me?

The deity...the deity does not have it!

Feeling cold, he quickly shook his head, suppressed his inner thoughts, and calmly turned his head to look at the crowd: "It's okay, let's go and have a look."

A translucent scroll floated in the air, with densely packed characters on it.

"Huh? I'm number one?"

Hearing Zhuang Yin's cry of surprise, everyone looked over in unison.

Yun Chi found "Ling Qiu" and "Le Shi Song" in the middle, their names were lined up side by side, and with their help, Zhuang Yin killed the most spirit monsters.

"You are number one?" Everyone looked at Zhuang Yin one after another, some with envy in their eyes, while others were obviously not convinced.

They thought that the leader who had dropped the second by a long distance should be a very powerful big shot, but they didn't expect to see a little-known kid.

Moreover, his hair was messy at the moment, and there was something stinky on his body, so he looked a little too embarrassed.

Zhuang Yin felt a little guilty: "Good luck, good luck."

To some people, what he said had a different meaning.

Not far away stood a group of people in the same disheveled clothes, and there was a person in plain clothes surrounded by four or five people.

"Young master, this person doesn't seem to have much ability, he must just be lucky."

The person who was surrounded was the second person on the scroll. He held his head high, squinted at Zhuang Yin, and snorted.

"..." Zhuang Yin ignored it and walked straight towards Yunchi. Although Song Shiyue was scary, he was wearing a mask and couldn't see his expression.And at this moment, he felt that the fiery eyes of the people next to him were even more terrifying.

At this time, Zhuang Yin seemed to Yunchi a lump exuding a stench... As a cat who loves cleanliness... Yunchi subconsciously backed away.

With this retreat, his back touched Song Shiyue's chest, and warm breath came from his ear, and Yun Chi's body stiffened instantly. "..."

The feeling of being in his arms is really different from being held in his arms when a cat is a cat.

He also had a very inappropriate feeling.

But he didn't look back, he just stared at Zhuang Yin who was not far away from him.

For a while, I didn't realize whether it was better to go forward or backward.

Zhuang Yin also stared at him, but stopped in place with a look of horror.

Song Shiyue was a little taller than him, as if he was embracing him at this moment.

Surrounded by his breath, Yun Chi actually felt a little out of breath.

Song Shiyue took half a step back until one hand held his shoulder weakly, let go of his hand calmly, and whispered: "Be careful."

Yunchi felt his ears itch, he pinched his earlobe subconsciously, and moved a few steps to the side.

Inexplicably felt that the atmosphere over there was a bit weird, Zhuang Yin didn't understand why, but he didn't go forward again, and looked up pretending to look at the scroll.

After a while, he whispered to the two of them, "Thank you."

Yun Chi was blanking his head and didn't hear what he said.

The corners of Song Shiyue's eyes were slightly lowered, looking at the person standing in front of him on the right, he noticed that the tips of his ears were turning red.

Looking away, thumb and index finger rubbed unconsciously, Song Shiyue glanced at Zhuang Yin, "You did it yourself."

"Ah?" Zhuang Yin moved a little closer, wanting to hear what he said clearly.

Song Shiyue took a step back: "Stay away from me."

"you……"

Song Shiyue closed his mouth, apparently not wanting to speak anymore, then raised his hand in front of Zhuang Yin, and put his index finger horizontally in front of his breath.

Zhuang Yin looked at Song Shiyue, then at Yunchi, then at his clothes, and suddenly understood.

His heart stopped, he raised his sleeve and took a breath, and then... covered his mouth and ran to the side to vomit.

Seeing this scene, the people around felt that Zhuang Yin must have just got lucky, and they were no longer curious, and continued to look at the scroll, wanting to find more information from it.

"What's going on? Haven't you finished killing those monsters? When will it end?"

"That's right, what kind of broken place is this? You won't wait until dawn to let us out?"

The place where they woke up was still the residence arranged by Dong Leibi, but as soon as they went out, they found that the scene had completely changed.

This place seems to be in the depths of the wild forest, the temperature is a bit low, and there are gusts of cold wind blowing from time to time, the wind is mixed with strange laughter, which is a bit gloomy.

Yun Chi thought of something.

He turned his head: "Are the rules still there?"

Song Shiyue obviously thought about it too, he was holding the paper that he brought out from the house to read in his hand, when he heard that he got closer to Yun Chi, and they both read it together.

"I want to see it too!" Zhuang Yin came back after vomiting, and he simply took off his coat.

Now you won't think he smells bad again, will you?

Song Shiyue raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

No shit!

Although Song Shiyue didn't speak, he felt that he was still rejected.Zhuang Yin was helpless: "Forget it, let's see."

He looked at the two people walking together, one had a weird face that was hard to see through, and the other... had been wearing a mask all the time, never took it off all the way, and didn't even know what it looked like.

However, the auras of these two people are extremely compatible, and it seems that outsiders are not allowed to intervene. He muttered: "It's weird, they both just met each other not long ago, why are they so..."

Zhuang Yin spoke in a loud voice just now, and the people beside him also realized that they all took out papers to read the rules.

Yun Chi had already finished reading, but his expression was not good, so he remained silent.

Song Shiyue collected the paper and silk and stuffed it into the skirt of his clothes.

Zhuang Yin finally bit the bullet and walked over, "Have you guys finished watching? I want to watch it too, show me."

Song Shiyue crossed his arms and said, "There's nothing to see."

"What do you mean it's nothing to look at?" Zhuang Yin refused to accept it: "If you don't understand it, it doesn't mean that I can't understand it either."

Song Shiyue ignored him.

Yun Chi's face was sullen.

Even if they keep it secret, someone will always find out, but he doesn't want to see such a scene happen.

Sure enough, a voice quickly came from the crowd: "My lord? What's going on?"

The man squinted at people with his eyes, and snorted lightly when he heard the words: "Isn't it all written, the number of people who passed was 100, how many people are there now?"

The casualties just now were not large. Excluding a small number of people who were bitten to death by the spirits, it is conservatively estimated that there were [-] people.

"So it's only going to end when there are only 100 people left?"

"This... how could dozens of people disappear out of thin air?"

The whispers of the crowd suddenly disappeared, and everyone fell silent. Obviously, everyone had thought of a way tacitly.

Even if no one is willing to bring it up, each other is tacit understanding.

Zhuang Yin walked around to Yunchi, ignored his slightly disgusted eyes, grabbed the wide sleeves, and asked in a low voice, "Does that mean we want us to kill each other?"

Although they didn't know each other before, after entering the secret realm, they tacitly agreed that everyone was on the same front.

Even if they don't have any feelings, at least they are clear: they are all real people.

Yun Chi pondered, without nodding or shaking his head.

Zhuang Yin scratched his hair irritably, "Forget it, let's wait until dawn."

The dark crowd gathered together, no one dared to act rashly, and they all nervously waited for the dawn.

Dongfang spat out a fishy belly, and everyone seemed to see hope, but in just a snap of their fingers, darkness engulfed the day again.

"what's up?"

"Look! The scores are all cleared!"

Zhuang Yin's reaction was also great: "Me! Mother!...What's going on? Why do I have so many points?"

Yun Chi looked up, sure enough, the amount counted last night was not counted.

He looked terrified: "How many talismans are left?"

Zhuang Yin took out a few crumpled talismans from his sleeve: "There are only a few."

Yun Chi bit his index finger, and a little bit of bright red oozes from the fingertip. At the place where Song Shiyue's back is facing, a blue light faintly lights up.

With a touch of fingertips, a touch of red submerged into Zhuang Yin's brows.

Zhuang Yin touched it with his hands, but found nothing, "What is this?"

Yun Chi led him out while whispering, "Be careful for a while."

Zhuang Yin was confused: "Be careful of what?"

The three had already walked to the periphery, and after a while, the noise from the crowd answered Zhuang Yin's question.

As soon as Zhuang Yin turned his head, he saw ghosts rushing towards the crowd from all directions, some fell from the sky like dumplings, some even got out of the soil, and among them was the female monster he killed yesterday.

Sensing the breath of people, some of them came towards them.

These spirit monsters were all low-level spirit monsters, and Yun Chi and Song Shiyue were able to deal with one of them in two or three hits, and beat some of them half to death along the way, leaving the final blow to Zhuang Yin.

At the beginning, Zhuang Yin skillfully pasted the talisman to hold the spirit monster, and then stabbed it with a dagger.

After beheading seven or eight, Song Shiyue threw him another spirit monster, which made him cry out in fright: "I! I'm gone!"

He yelled and fled all over the world: "Help! I'm gone!"

Yun Chi looked at him distractedly: "Zhuang Yin! You have a dagger, stab him in the throat."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Zhuang Yin stabbed back, and the fangs and claws disappeared.

"Scared me to death." He just breathed a sigh of relief, but another one came from behind, so he could only grit his teeth, and quickly stabbed the spirit monster's life gate under the reminder of Yun Chi and Song Shiyue.

All the ghosts went to places with a lot of people. There were not many on their side, and Yun Chi and Song Shiyue had to give some to Zhuang Yin, so they didn't kill many, barely making it into the top [-].

And Zhuang Yin played very hard after losing the body talisman, until the crowd gradually quieted down, his score was still outside the hundred.

But what was unexpected was that there were no wounds left on his body, and the place where he was accidentally grabbed by the ghost just now was not painful or itchy. He didn't think much about it, he just thought it was his luck.

After two scuffles, everyone was extremely exhausted, but the ranking on the scroll was so glaring.

A monk who was exhausted had already begun to collapse: "When will it end? After a while, it will be a new beginning. I really can't stand it!"