God’s Love Game [Unlimited]

Xiang Nu glanced at the missionaries surrounding the bus. After his eyes circled around, he stopped at a stop sign, and then took off the mask hanging on his waist...

This is the mask that Feng Hejia gave him when he was in the villa before. After wearing it, it can completely block his sight, so that Xiangnu loses his vision and restores the perception in the state of blindness.

This mask of Xiangnu gave everyone a very bad feeling. Before, he wore this mask and walked around and took him to the hotel, which almost caused everyone to lose directly under the sea of ​​​​fire.

However, although the previous experience was very bad, the appearance of this mask did indeed bring a turning point for everyone.

Wang Qiaoqiao suddenly asked expectantly: "Xiangnu's statement just now is still a bit scary. In the dungeon, it is very likely that suspended animation will turn into real death. I think it is better not to try it lightly, and change to another way of thinking, such as Say, is there a possibility, in fact, what we see with our eyes is an illusion, the hearse is right next to us, but we are deceived by our eyes, so we can't see it? You can wear this again. Feel the surrounding environment with the mask and see if we can find that hearse while wearing it?"

Xiangnu seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Okay."

Then he put on the ceramic mask without eyes, and in an instant, he was filled with a weird and weird feeling. Several taskers glanced at him and couldn't help but look away.

Xiangnu put on his mask, tilted his head, and said softly, "Are you all ready? Let's start our journey to find the hearse?"

He made a little joke, but no one wanted to join in.

Xiangnu didn't care either, turned around and started scurrying in this wide square, and several other missionaries silently followed behind him.

Xiangnu has long been accustomed to the darkness. Even if he doesn't have crutches, he doesn't have any stumbling blocks. He walks in the square with light steps. Aside from the surrounding environment, his posture can almost be said to be elegant and light.

He flew around the square like a butterfly, walking left and right, and soon, Ren Weiliang couldn't help but ask: "Where are you going? The world you feel after you close your eyes. Here, what are your goals based on?"

Xiangnu paused for a while, he pondered for a few seconds, and said, "It's hard to say, I don't have any goals for now, I just feel... I just blocked a lot of people in front of me, I didn't want to bump into them, so I avoided them. avoid."

After everyone was silent, Wang Qiaoqiao said with a pale face: "Then if we didn't make a turn just now, didn't we run into... uh, some people?"

Feng Hejia seemed to remember something and said, "Ren Weiliang said that he had seen many graves beside the hearse before. Could it be that what Xiang Slave felt was the people in the graves?"

Ren Weiliang's face was ugly, and Wang Zhihui, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke up and asked, "I don't quite understand why these places were chosen as dungeons. Is there anything special about them?"

"They must have special places before they form copies, so we who work and study in them will be selected, and then we will do some **** and terrible things, and then open Pandora's box and make these places completely ghosts. Copy. So, where are these places so special?"

Wang Qiaoqiao held her arm a little stiff, she slowly released her hand, looked at Wang Zhihui hesitantly and asked, "I don't understand... What do you mean, what **** and terrible things have you done?"

Wang Zhihui looked at him silently, and Ren Weiliang suddenly laughed: "I thought I was a special case, but now it seems that there are quite a few guys like me in this dungeon."

Ren Weiliang smiled wickedly, and counted with his fingers: "Huang Xin and this child are considered together, Huang Xin has several lives in his hands, and Feng and Kerry have a murderer, and the two little girls have a murderer. There was also a murderer..."

As he said that, he looked at Xiangnu, remembered the Xiangli in the car, and his eyes were full of doubts: "You and Xiangli..."

Xiangnu stopped walking, lowered his head and thought for a moment. After a while, he said, "I had a conflict with him before, and then..."

"What's the matter?" Wang Qiaoqiao swallowed and said fearfully.

Xiangnu made a scissors gesture, made a sliding paper motion, and said lightly: "The belly is cut open, and the internal organs have been dug out."

Xiangnu didn't lie, but he didn't tell everyone that he and Xiangli hurt each other, and they could cheat corpses when they died.

And several other taskers obviously regarded Xiangnu as a murderer, thinking that Xiangli was the poor victim.

Wang Qiaoqiao sucked in a breath of cold air, jumped up and ran away from Wang Zhihui and the others, and ran to hide behind Feng Hejia pitifully. We can't be with them, one is normal and the other is a murderer, this dungeon may be a tasker confrontation type!"

Ren Weiliang originally looked at Wang Qiaoqiao with mocking eyes, but after listening to Wang Qiaoqiao's words, his color changed a bit. He stared at Feng Hejia's eyes with blood stained: "Confrontational type, there may also be this..."

Wang Zhihui's face turned pale, she looked at Wang Qiaoqiao and murmured weakly, "Sister Qiaoqiao, even if that's the case, I can't hurt you..."

Wang Qiaoqiao looked at her hesitantly, as if judging how sincere Wang Zhihui's words were.

But Wang Zhihui's face instantly turned cold after she said this, her gloomy toes were messed up on the ground, ignoring Wang Qiaoqiao at all.

Feng Hejia glanced at Xiangnu vaguely, and did not understand what he meant. Why should he participate in the performance with Ren Weiliang's statement, so as to separate the taskers.

Xiangnu ignored her and 'looked' around with his hands in his pockets. He was wearing a mask, and there was an empty darkness in front of him, no light could be seen. In such an environment, his sense of smell and hearing became extremely clear.

Slowly, he smelled a very light burnt smell, Xiangnu swayed, and walked quickly in the direction from which the smell came.

When the other missionaries saw this, they quickly hid their precautions in their hearts, but they divided them into two groups, and then followed up with the slaves together.

...

Everyone was led by Xiangnu until they turned to a corner of the square, and then came to a bus that looked old but still colorful.

The windows of the car were covered with translucent window decals, which blocked the view of the car and made it impossible to see clearly.

Xiangnu took off his mask, and several missionaries looked at each other in dismay, and spread out to check around the bus.

Xiang Nu walked to Wang Zhihui's side and patted her on the shoulder lightly.