Draw an NPC ID card at the beginning of the game [unlimited]

The man waiting in front of the door is nearly 1.9 meters tall.

He stood with his back to the moonlight, and there was no shadow under his feet.

Through the hazy moonlight and the night wind blowing from time to time, even if the man is wearing a large red robe, his figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist can be vaguely outlined.

The man exudes a kind of sternness that cannot be approached from top to bottom, crushing outsiders forcefully, and the dead air surrounding him is even more frightening to see.

The slanting shadow under the moonlight stretched very long, the rustling voices coming from nowhere and the man standing in front of him constituted an indescribably absurd night scene.

The outside of the house is very empty, and there are no other buildings.Something darker than night hides in the shadows of the moon,

There is an indistinct smell similar to burning incense and paper money in the air.

There was an unspeakable absurdity everywhere outside the house.

Qi Wuyuan couldn't see the man's face clearly.

But when he went out and saw the man for the first time, a creepy chill rose from Qi Wuyuan's back.

Qi Wuyuan didn't feel anything subjectively, but his body had already reacted first to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Extreme danger rose from Qi Wuyuan's mind.

The beating nerves in my mind kept reminding me—run away.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Mrs. Chen walked quietly behind Qi Wuyuan, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Mrs. Chen grinning widely, obviously smiling very happily.

He has no way out.

Qi Wuyuan ignored the inexplicable fear drawn out by his subconscious mind, suppressed the resistance in his mind, and walked slowly towards the door step by step.

Qi Wuyuan is a very strange person.

He feels and perceives fear differently than anyone else.

When all the negative emotions are infiltrating Qi Wuyuan, fear turns into his motivation.

Qi Wuyuan likes to indulge in this kind of conflict.

He was inspired with a strange stubbornness, which made Qi Wuyuan feel the long-lost... feeling of being alive.

The more dangerous the tarsus is, the more I can feel that I am still alive in the world.

Qi Wuyuan felt that every drop of blood in his veins was churning, excitedly urging him to go up to face the danger.

The warning that popped up from his subconscious mind was naturally ignored by him.

He kind of likes this place.

"Ah Yuan, hurry up, the time is coming."

Mrs. Chen leaned against the door and urged coldly.

Qi Wuyuan exhaled lightly: "Let's go."

He had never heard of a place where the bridegroom was required to pick up people in the middle of the night when they got married.

There is definitely something wrong with this place.

Qi Wuyuan suddenly thought of the barcode hidden under his left wrist.

Seeing that Mrs. Chen was about to urge a few more times, and the collapse rate of the human setting increased by 1%, Qi Wuyuan stopped thinking about it.

He consciously walked into the large black shadow outside the door, not caring at all that he would fall into the unreasonable danger of being wrapped in the dead air around the man.

It wasn't until Qi Wuyuan walked in that he realized that the man's face was covered by a cloud of black mist, so blurred that he couldn't see anything on his face.

When he was about to walk up to the man, suddenly he looked up and saw a pair of dark red eyes flashing out of the black mist on the man's face.

Being stared at by those eyes, Qi Wuyuan saw the purest vicious malice in the pupils, the strong and piercing paranoia and the irritability and pickiness towards Qi Wuyuan, these eyes are unforgettable, but also It makes people subconsciously want to avoid it.

The dark red eyes are like a pair of magnificent gemstones, but there are deep and indescribable negative emotions lurking in them.

This is not a pair of eyes that a human being can have.

Even looking at it for a few seconds can cause intense discomfort.

Qi Wuyuan could even see the abnormal dead white skin around the man's eyes.

But being fixed on by such a pair of eyes, Qi Wuyuan raised the corners of his mouth leisurely instead, showing a smile to the man in front of him without fear at all.

Regarding his own identity, he fits in very well.

A stunning and bright smile appeared on the delicate face that was too fair.

Against the background of the big red wedding dress, it became more and more obvious that the "bride" who was not a man was so obedient and beautiful.

Even the strong dead air on the man's body and the pickiness in his eyes could not help but weaken a bit.

"I am coming."

The sick body who was blown by the cold wind in the middle of the night couldn't help coughing twice. There was a bit of familiarity in the cold voice, which was a special treatment that people didn't consciously care about.

[! !Those eyes are going to scare me to death]

[I remember that the boss of this dungeon never showed his face? ]

[In the front, the groom did not show his face, but only showed a pair of eyes]

[But a pair of eyes is scary enough. If you don’t understand, just ask, is this sense of oppression really only a low-level dungeon boss can have? ]

The live broadcasts given by the system always have an inexplicable vicious taste. Just now, the angle of view from which the groom suddenly revealed a pair of eyes almost filled the whole shot.

Many viewers who had been watching the live broadcast slowly were startled by this unexpected scene, and couldn't help shivering through the screen.

[If you don’t understand, ask, when will the anchor die? ]

[It's so annoying, I'm here to see the newcomer die, he should die. ]

[Come on, come on, didn't you just see the BOSS? ]

Under normal circumstances, in addition to the normal viewers who are bored to watch the live broadcast room of newcomers, there is also a small group of low-level viewers who are very unhappy in the "Fourth World" who will squat in the live broadcast room of newcomers, just to watch the newcomers make a fool of themselves , Looking for pleasure and a sense of superiority from the tragic death of newcomers to satisfy themselves.

Their own life of breaking through the level is too frightening, and they can only rely on their qualifications to save their lives in low-level dungeons. Therefore, they especially like to squat in the newcomer live broadcast room and try to watch others make a fool of themselves to satisfy themselves.

Especially after Qi Wuyuan, who wanted to see the start was too special, was instantly killed by the BOSS when he went out, but instead let himself be frightened by the face-to-face camera first, such annoying barrages began to appear one after another.

[I'm dying, I'm dying, don't BB. ]

[That is, he is a newcomer after all, so how could the urine of the system die instantly? ]

Normal viewers are too lazy to argue with these people who are watching the newcomers make a fool of themselves in the live broadcast room, but until now, those who stayed in the live broadcast room basically felt that Qi Wuyuan would never survive this dungeon.

[Only I think the anchor will survive...]

A barrage with a small font silently swiped across the bottom, without attracting the attention of other viewers.

After Qi Wuyuan finished speaking, the man didn't respond to him, but just nodded slightly.

Mrs. Chen followed up from behind, and stopped at the position in front of the man where the moonlight was still shining.

She laughed for too long, and she almost couldn't close her mouth when she was talking. Mrs. Chen kept shaking her chin and cheeks while talking about the process.

"Hiss... Congratulations to the bride and groom, z-get the bride--on, on the road!"

Mrs. Chen rubbed for a long time, and the whole lower half of her face was red from rubbing before she could explain what she said.

The moonlight shone on her face, and one could see that Mrs. Chen's skin had a unique sense of transparency.

Accompanied by Mrs. Chen's voice, the rustling voice in the darkness suddenly increased. Before Qi Wuyuan understood what was going on, four strong men carried a sedan chair from the distant darkness as if they had appeared out of thin air. come over.

Qi Wuyuan was still observing the sedan chair when suddenly there was a strong gust of wind, and the wind direction was deliberately facing Qi Wuyuan, so that he couldn't open his eyes—even almost couldn't breathe.

The wind was so strong that Qi Wuyuan felt that he was going to suffocate.

At this moment, on the exposed skin of his neck, he felt a strange touch of being touched by the cold skin. The touch went down along the skin of the neck, and finally touched Qi Wuyuan's hand.

When the strange touch stopped on Qi Wuyuan's hand, the strong wind that was blowing stopped immediately.

The groom next to him disappeared at some point, the fingertips still had the icy feeling of being touched, and the skin-to-skin feeling suddenly turned into an angular wooden product, Qi Wuyuan looked down—— He was holding a photo frame in his arms.

There is a black-and-white photo of a man in the photo frame. The man's facial features are deep and handsome, and there is a hint of a smile when taking pictures. The most special thing is his eyes. Qi Wuyuan can feel a feeling of being annotated.

This is the real face of the groom.

The one held in Qi Wuyuan's arms is the groom.

But the strong dead air still surrounded him, which was admitted by the groom who was too strong.

He has been targeted.

But Qi Wuyuan himself felt that he accepted it well.

He was originally weak, and his skin had always been too fair and fragile. Now that he was blessed with dead energy all over his body, it was hard for people to think that he was still a normal person.

Qi Wuyuan was very satisfied, as if thinking of something, he suddenly said lightly: "Do you think other players will regard me as a ghost?"

There is a reminder at the beginning of the dungeon that this is not a single-player dungeon, and Qi Wuyuan knows that there will be other players appearing in the future.

He didn't forget that he was broadcasting live now, and the camera would definitely be aimed at him when he was talking.

Qi Wuyuan said it deliberately to the live broadcast room, and also to test the NPC in the dungeon.

He wanted to try, if he could jump out of the dungeon plot and make a proper play at some point.

Although Qi Wuyuan thought he didn't say anything unique, but these words were a kind of arrogant provocation to the audience who only wanted to see the ugliness of newcomers.

The barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly increased.

[This talk is endless, speechless, how about showing off your IQ basin? ]

[Silly X, do newcomers think it’s cool to pretend like this? ]

[It's still a "ghost", if you pretend again, you will lose your head, laughing to death. ]

[Whether other players will admit their mistakes, I don't know, but the rookie will soon die because of the collapse of the character? ]

[I recorded it, and I will upload it to the forum after the anchor dies, and our newcomer jokes will increase again hahaha. ]

Qi Wuyuan couldn't see the lively reactions in the live broadcast room.

The four strong men had already carried the sedan chair to Qi Wuyuan, and as the sedan chair fell, the originally bright moon was still mostly covered by dark clouds, making the night darker.

After he finished speaking, not to mention Mrs. Chen and the four strong men waiting for him to get on the sedan chair, even the groom in his arms didn't respond.

Qi Wuyuan sighed softly, and even felt a little pity.

Not interesting.

Mrs. Chen and the four bearers did not speak, but their eyes kept staring at him.

The four sedan chair bearers were ugly in their own way, and none of them had normal eyes, either random squinting or distorted and distorted big eyes.