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Zhong Qi smiled over there: "Nothing."

Without a doubt, they're into the next game.

The default is to reduce the number of players in the game with 200 players. There was a small accident and it became 190 six players.

The numbers are considered auspicious, and Zhong Qi can still play.

At this time, it is difficult for some NPCs to calm down. Unlike Luo Weizhao, they know that this is all fake.They were shocked by what they saw, and even had the illusion that they were being dragged into the little black ball again.Some people hurried to find the captain after the rest of the gamblers, hoping to get the truth from the captain.

Luo Weizhao couldn't say anything, and he didn't know how to explain it. His language generalization ability seemed to be blocked by external forces at this time, and it was difficult to express his inner thoughts accurately.He could only sigh, and reassure his teammates from the side, those gamblers are still alive, and let them feel a little relieved.

190 The six gamblers who got the key fell asleep in the illusion, preparing for the second game.

Then it was the turn of another group of people to play.

In reality, under the guidance of Zhong Qi, Xu Li, who had never entered the illusion, and two other teammates found those "half-dead" gamblers in the spiritual world, dragged them one by one to a safe area, and then retreated. far away.

Don't worry about other people who are not "half dead" waking up.

They who sleep in the illusion will not be affected by the outside world, and only waking up from the illusion is the only way they can leave.

Bai Cheng was also inspired by the movie "Inception".

There were 61 people in total, and they tossed back and forth for a while.

The rest of the gamblers in the illusion did not sleep soundly. They tossed and turned in the room, only feeling uneasy.

Luo Weizhao and his brothers also entered another room to rest.

Sleep is essential, in the illusion, mental exhaustion can be exhausting.

At about two or three o'clock, Luo Weizhao heard Zhong Qi ask himself: "Is there any movement in the little black ball?"

Luo Weizhao: "..."

The sudden sound in the middle of the night was really scary.

Fortunately, he was used to Zhong Qi's illogical behavior. After rubbing his head, Luo Weizhao sat up from the bed and summoned the little black ball that hadn't responded after entering the stone tower.

"No, the system hasn't released anything so far, what's wrong?"

Zhong Qi smiled over there: "Nothing."

Having said that, Luo Weizhao still felt something was wrong.He felt that there was absolutely a reason for Zhong Qi to ask such a question, did he do something that would trigger the broadcast of the little black ball?

His body is close to me?

He remembered that when he was fighting the tiger, Zhong Qi suddenly appeared, and the assessment instruments of the three present made sounds.Luo Weizhao subconsciously guessed this.

But he still wasn't sure if that was the case.

His information channel is too closed, and he is trapped in the illusion, so it is difficult to get the latest information.

Zhong Qi seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and said lightly: "Don't panic, you should rest well, there is a new game to play tomorrow."

The voice just disappeared, leaving no chance for Luo Weizhao to question.

in reality.

Zhong Qi let the shadow rest temporarily, shook his hands, and slowly climbed up the tunnel.

The surrounding area of ​​the mud pit was full of people sleeping, Zhong Qi finally walked up, but found that there was no place to step down.He couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and then he stepped on the back of someone's waist, and with a push of his toes, he jumped out of the crowd and landed on an open space.

The person who was trampled was face down, sleeping soundly, snoring loudly, and was not affected by Zhong Qi at all.

Get it done.

Zhong Qi clapped his hands contentedly.

The moonlight is just right, and the breeze is blowing.

Zhong Qi walked straight all the way, and within a few minutes, he saw the slender figure surrounded by the shade of trees.

With his arms folded around his chest, Bai Cheng stood halfway against the tree trunk, waiting for Zhong Qi's return, just like the two had done in any previous instance.

It seems that it has been a long time since the last time we made out, Zhong Qi thought, I don't have enough energy now, and I need to replenish it.

Then he quickly walked up to Bai Cheng and pretended to be a demon: "Giegie-you wait here, your boyfriend won't be angry—"

Bai Cheng, who was seriously thinking about his next move, couldn't help but startled, amused by his weird behavior, couldn't help laughing and said: "Yes, he will get angry and hit me."

Zhong Qi took a step closer, his eyes alternated between light and dark, and his voice was tinged with something else.

"He's good or bad." Zhong Qi said, "How would he fight? He's not like me, he only loves giegie..."

Bai Cheng didn't understand his persistence in insisting on finishing the show, he leaned on the tree with his shoulders loose, and let Zhong Qi come over, like a leopard hunting prey, sniffing his neck with the tip of his nose.

He rolled his throat, turned his head slightly, and met Zhong Qi's eyes.

The eyes of the two were inseparable. When he saw the smile on Zhong Qi's lips, he couldn't help but go over and bite the smile.

Lips and teeth are lingering.

Zhong Qi bent his knees and got stuck between Bai Cheng's legs, making him look a little short, the tip of his tongue stroked the protruding Adam's apple of Bai Cheng's neck, and his fingers hooked him, wrapping around the pinched bone.

He played tricks and made the corners of Brother Cheng's eyes look crimson.

The latter's breathing was anxious and chaotic, and after trembling for several times, the two of them let out a satisfied sigh from their throats before calming down a little.

Brother Cheng has been using his abilities, and he will be very tired. Zhong Qi thought that he will almost stop here, and let's find a chance to eat well next time.

Just as he was about to stop, he felt himself being pulled by Bai Cheng.

The slender white fingers danced on it, as if unwilling to let him go.Zhong Qi swallowed his saliva, stared into Bai Cheng's eyes, and saw tenderness in his eyes.

In the deep gullies, there are still some unsatisfied longings hidden.

Brother Cheng has become more active!

Just as Zhong Qi thought so, he heard some rustling sounds from Bai Cheng's waist.He is very familiar with this sound, which is made by the rubbing of clothes.

Fall at your feet.

Bai Cheng leaned back against the tree trunk.His white shirt was wrinkled by Zhong Qi's rubbing, his lips were slightly red, Zhong Qi bit hard, that part seemed to be swollen.

Zhong Qi's scorching heat disrupted Bai Cheng's usual coolness.

This good-looking big brother didn't want to stop there, he awakened his weapon jerkyly with his hot hand.

In a low, hoarse, very pleasant voice that contained love|desire and softly said: "My little friend will use this to hit me hard."

He's said enough.

Dirty words between the beds may increase the mood appropriately, but this does not apply to Bai Cheng, this is his limit.

Zhong Qi was so useful that he was very excited.

He leaned over, reached into the shadow-shrouded place, and was surprised to feel a piece of softness.

Bai Cheng wanted him too, to death.

Seriously, he fought Brother Cheng seriously, and the fight was quite fierce.

The branches and leaves rustle, entangled together, inseparable.

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