When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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The vibration became stronger and stronger, cracks like spider webs appeared on the wall, and tiny stones fell directly.

Ji Cheng cursed in a low voice.

"We have to go."

Qian Ling was shaken to the point where he could hardly stand still, but he still stepped on the shaking ground, and went forward to hold the hand of the celestial master in white. He was terrified to death, and his voice was trembling, "Don't be afraid, I will take you I can see you going out."

"You can't get out." The celestial master in white said in a flat voice: "As long as you enter here and open the coffin in the main room, the entire mausoleum will collapse, and the people inside will be buried with you."

It takes far longer than the speed of the collapse to return from the original road, and they will be buried alive underground, together with these treasures, they will never see the light of day.

"Bastard," Ji Cheng punched him hard, knocking him to the side, "You already knew it, so you brought us here to kill us?!"

The celestial master in white had blood stains around his mouth, and he smiled coldly.

"You guys insisted on coming to this place. If you didn't covet these property, you wouldn't be where you are today."

"You're all going to die."

Ji Cheng frowned slowly, "Madman, if you want to die yourself, let's go."

He took Qianling's hand.

If he doesn't try it himself, Ji Cheng will never believe the other party's words and can't get out.

Qian Ling was pulled up from the ground, and was held in his arms without any room to resist. He looked over from a distance.

The torches were about to go out.

The celestial master in white lying in the distance lowered his head, surrounded by the boundless darkness and the dust raised by the collapse, the whiteness seemed to have fallen into the mud and was eaten away.

It seems to have felt Qianling's sight.

The other party raised his head slowly, with a relieved smile on his face. There was no trace of panic and worry in the face of fear on that handsome face, as if it was just ending a boring game.

He said: "I'm not mistaken, you really don't belong to this world."

...was it discovered?%3F

Qian Ling's pupils shrunk.

This is the second time I have heard such words, but this time it is an affirmative sentence.

Even System 663 was silent for a moment.

[For the world in the copy, the player is indeed an outsider, but as an NPC, the mental power is insufficient, so he will not notice it unless...]

This was a rare pause in System 663, and Qian Ling's heart was also seized.

"Unless what?"

[Unless there are potential interveners in this world who tamper with the original prefabricated program. 】

Every copy of Fear Tour has gone through countless tests before putting players into it.

In this huge amount of data, there has never been any loophole.

If there are deviations in details, such as different attributes of players, the world will make corresponding adjustments to ensure that the main story line will definitely unfold.

This is also the reason why every copy that Qian Ling enters is different from other players.

Other players may be targeted and framed, but Qianling's side, no matter how vengeful the character is, will eventually take actions that are completely inconsistent with the preset because of the high favorability.

System 663 has always attributed these deviations to: Qian Ling has a stronger appearance advantage than ordinary players.

At least it thought so before.

Seeing that the system did not make a sound for a long time, Qian Ling finally couldn't help asking: Who is the intervener you are talking about?

who is it……

System 663, as an experienced program, scrupulously searches all possibilities.

The ability to influence the operation of the entire dungeon requires not only strong mental power, but also an extremely familiarity with the dungeon world.

Someone who can achieve both...

Its first reaction was to be called a mythical existence by many players—God K.

The man whose name has only one English letter but whose real name is unknown.

He single-handedly founded the current KG team, and he was the only one who passed all the dungeons, but as a player, he was invited to participate in the research and development of Fear Tour.

663, as the player's carrying system, only has permission for this information.

But System 663 didn't say it directly.

Because this is only its initial guess, and based on its understanding of its own host.

Qian Ling is timid and can't help but be scared. If he knows that he is being "targeted" by the boss, he might be scared to cry again.

The best way is to inform the management of the fear of travel and get a definite result.

System 663 said: [Maybe I made a mistake, I will report the mistake to the above, don't worry.Do the task first. 】

Qianling has always trusted his system extremely, and when the other party said it was fine, he was a little relieved.

It was only then that he noticed that he was carried by Ji Cheng and he didn't know where he was. The surroundings were pitch black, and with the stones falling from time to time, Ji Cheng's footsteps were not affected at all.

Qian Ling leaned on his shoulder and heard the other's heavy breathing.I couldn't help thinking: If he would just hide in a corner and couldn't run away at all.

At this moment, there was a loud bang in front of them.

The stones in front fell like raindrops, and that was the only way they could get out.

Ji Cheng shielded Qian Ling in front of his chest, and rushed over without any hesitation, but he was hit hard on the back of the head by the falling boulder.

"Well."

Ji Cheng snorted and knelt on the ground on one knee.

He felt that the vision in front of him was blurred, and something seemed to flow down his ears.

Qian Ling couldn't see Ji Cheng in front of him clearly, but he smelled a faint smell of blood, which was getting stronger and stronger. He raised his hand tremblingly, and his soft hand fell on the wet scarlet like a feather.

"Ji Cheng, how are you doing?"

Qian Ling couldn't see anything clearly, she could only grope with trembling fingers, and was afraid of touching Ji Cheng's wound.

"I am fine."

Ji Cheng braced himself to stand up, shook his whole body, but first hugged Qian Ling tightly, gritted his back molars and said, "Even if I die here, I must take you out."

"Don't go, let me down quickly, I will go by myself. I can help you."

Qian Ling struggled to jump off, but was tightly held by those arms, as if afraid that he would run away.

Ji Cheng gasped heavily, his voice was a little weak in his hoarseness, "Don't move around, if you really want to help me, just give me a kiss."

Well, what a strange request.

Qian Ling's face turned red instantly.

How could someone make such a request at such a tense moment.

Seeing that he was silent, Ji Cheng came over quickly and slapped Qian Ling on the face with heat.

Qian Ling nodded subconsciously.

Ji Cheng's movements stopped, his Adam's apple rolled, "It's fine if you can't."

The next second, his neck was stopped by a soft little hand, and a beautiful rose was blooming towards him in the darkness.

Aromatic and soft.

The fine raindrops will only make the beautiful flowers more thrilling.

The bullet screen said one after another:

- Grass (a type of plant)

——Sisters, he is so good at it, don't forget to kiss at this moment? ?

——Let me see who turned the brightness to the highest in embarrassment?

——It’s so astringent, especially my wife’s white fingers are still stained with blood, and there are still small drops of water hanging on her eyelashes. She looks unfamiliar and cautious, so I rushed straight away.