A Genius and a God Fell In Love - Chapter 225

Zhou Kaiyu shook Chen Chen awake: “Hurry up, they disappeared.”

Zhao Lele looked around cautiously, and whispered: “We can’t go away anymore in the future.”

The others didn’t speak, and after a few seconds of silence, they changed the subject.

“Why do you say it repeats?”

“Yes, I can’t figure it out at all.”

The middle-aged woman raised her head and walked forward, saying: “Don’t discuss the past, we have to look forward.”

“Yes, yes, don’t talk about swings anymore.”

Zhao Lele leaned into Nangong Nan’s ear and said, “They are alleviating the embarrassment.”

Nangongnan smiled and said nothing.

But I was analyzing in my heart that the behavior of the players is sometimes abnormal, making people incomprehensible, and sometimes more normal…

Moreover, they seem to be somewhat “united.”

She will find a chance to test it later.

Suddenly, a string of wind bells passed by my ears, clear and ethereal, as if coming from a distant horizon.

This kind of sound is not good for some players, or even a little harsh.

Especially in this situation.

As soon as the wind chimes rang, the strings of red wind chimes appeared in my mind.

At the same moment, the voice of the judge also came.

[Ding, the game time has passed three hours, and the remaining time is seven hours~ the players continue to cheer~]

Nangongnan looked at the players, their expressions cautiously discussing wind bells.

As before, there is no response to the countdown, and it seems that I don’t care about the time.

“I feel that the key point of this game is the wind chime.”

“Why don’t you see the red wind chimes next time, pick one and have a look?”

“Your thoughts are simply looking for death.”

“Stop talking, be quiet, you see it’s foggy ahead.”

Everyone looked over, and the black arrow printed on the ground not far away was filled with white mist, and it was hard to see clearly.

“Let’s go over quickly, or we will lose our way when the fog gets thicker for a while.”

Several people ran over and plunged into the white mist.

They walked carefully in the white fog, and suddenly, Zhang Hanwen, who was walking in front, stopped suddenly.

“what’s happenin?”

Everyone was alert for an instant, and then they saw the mansion looming in the mist.

“I’m going, don’t you think this mansion is a bit familiar.”

“This is simply the mansion we walked into.”

The players’ scalp numb, and the middle-aged woman said in fear: “First it was the swing child, now it is the mansion again, are we really going around?”

Everyone looked pale, sweat oozing from their foreheads, and looked at the mansion cautiously and fearfully.

Qin Yi said: “Let’s find the door first and talk.”

Chen Chen swallowed and said, “Don’t worry about the door, go straight to the arrow, and think about the previous swing.”

“Then follow the arrow.”

You don’t need to look for the arrow deliberately, you can see it when you look up.

Everyone walked along the periphery of the white wall and whispered: “It’s so strange.”

“I’m afraid we keep going in circles and never reach the end.”

Zhang Hanwen said: “Don’t worry about this. The game has a beginning and an end. If we keep going in circles, either we have gone wrong, or the game has a bug.”

“I saw the door, eh, Tang Junjun?”

The quaint and mysterious gate was forgotten by the white fog, and red wind chimes and white paper lanterns were still hanging on both sides.

The wind is blowing, but wind chimes are forbidden.

And Tang Junjun was standing in front of the door. He looked inside the door, as if in a daze, but also as if looking at something.

Liu Hui couldn’t help but shouted, “Tang Junjun, what are you looking at?”

Chen Chen solemnly said: “Don’t shout, let’s go over and take a look.”

The arrow is under Tang Junjun’s feet, so his position is exactly the direction the players are going to go.

Zhao Lele approached Nangong South and whispered, “Xiao Bei, do you think there is something wrong with Tang Junjun?”

“What do you think?” Nangong Nan asked rhetorically.

“I think he has lost his soul and is dull.”

Nangongnan said: “It’s possible.”

The group of people walked to the door, but Tang Junjun still did not respond, the key door was closed, so what was he looking at?

Zhang Huan walked to Tang Junjun and whispered: “Tang Junjun, what are you looking at?”

Unexpectedly, Tang Junjun had a reaction, he raised his hand and pointed towards the door.

The puzzled eyes of the players looked back and forth between his fingers and the door. What did he mean?

Xiao Hui asked tentatively: “Do you want us in?”

Tang Junjun nodded, and suddenly closed his eyes and fainted.

“Hey.”

Xiao Hui quickly supported him with quick eyes, “Tang Junjun, what’s the matter with you?”

Zhang Hanwen came over, probed his nose and said, “It should just be fainted.”

“Then what shall we do now?”

Liu Hui ran up the steps, glanced into the door and said, “There is a black arrow inside, and the direction to enter from the door is correct.”

“Help Tang Junjun up and let’s go in.”

Several people walked up the steps, opened the door and walked in.

The door closed behind him with a bang.

Tang Junjun, who was crooked and fainted, suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes had no whites, they were all black, showing a terrifying evil spirit.

Then, without warning, he bit on Liu Hui’s neck, who was supporting him.

Liu Hui screamed in pain and pushed him away desperately.

Tang Junjun went to bite Xiao Hui on the other side again. Xiao Hui threw away his hand for the first time and jumped far away.

“Tang Junjun! What are you doing?” The middle-aged woman opened her eyes wide.

“Look at his eyes quickly.”

The players took a breath of fright at the black sclera like ink.

Tang Junjun grinned at the player, like a beast rushing down from a mountain, exuding ferocious wildness.

The players stepped back and stared at him cautiously to prevent him from rushing up.

Qin Yi said: “Tang Junjun, wake up, you are a player, do you remember what you are doing here?”

I didn’t think that these words didn’t wake up Tang Junjun, but made him crazy.

Those pure black eyes swept across the player fiercely, and rushed towards Nangong South.

Nangong Nan slightly avoided it sideways.

Seeing her hand stretched into the skirt sleeve, Zhang Hanwen hurriedly shouted: “Don’t use a knife, it will hurt him. After all, he is a player. Don’t hurt him if you don’t have to.”

“Okay.”

The corner of Nangong’s mouth was hooked, holding the branches with both hands, one turned over to Zhang Hanwen.

Zhang Hanwen didn’t expect her to do this, and his eyes flashed in surprise.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a figure rushing towards him, and he reflexively attacked with a stick.

Nangongnan reminded him behind him, “Brother Zhang Hanwen, don’t hit him with a stick, it will hurt him.”

Zhang Hanwen paused and gave Tang Junjun a chance. Tang Junjun opened his mouth and bit down his arm.

Zhang Hanwen immediately swung his stick to attack. After all, that stick was a reward. After all, the enchanted Tang Junjun was a mortal body, how could he bear it.

As a result, Zhang Hanwen was knocked out by a stick that Zhang Hanwen failed to control.

Zhao Lele exclaimed: “Oh my God, he won’t die.”