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587 people... Is this a record-breaking number
As expected, it’s called God Xin, so awesome.
Hahaha, who said that Xin Shen couldn't do it? Who said before that the emperor had everything going for him? Come out and crawl for me.
Gu Yong, Gu Yong. I climb, I climb again. I am really convinced this time.
Hahaha, God Xin can’t even die, and he even resurrected 583 players. The system is stuttering. It’s so satisfying!
System: It’s too difficult for me.
What is the most important thing? The most important thing is when we are going through the levels. The last day is definitely the time when we are in danger of death. But on the last day of Xin Shen, it was so calm that it seemed like watching an art film, and it was the kind with a good ending.
Well, it seems to be true! The last deputy was like this too. On the last day, the couple not only spent their honeymoon, but also visited the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons. If you don’t know, you might think they were watching the Lantern Festival.
So the question is, is the previous boss the current boss
Whether he is or not, in my heart he already is.
This is the most comfortable live broadcast room among all the escape live broadcasts I have watched. It has a prelude, a reversal, a climax, a slap in the face, as well as love and a grand finale. It can't be better than this. I love this feeling of having a beginning and an end, and having fast and slow rhythms.
Brothers, after Xin Shen's vice is over, I also plan to go for it. I have been avoiding it for a long time, but I know it is useless. Xin Shen gave me great courage and inspiration. If I can come back alive, I will definitely come to the live broadcast room to tell you!
Come on, best of luck! I hope everything goes well for you, but don't learn bad things from this emperor!
I went there too. I hope I can make it out alive. Let’s do it again in the next live broadcast!
Come on, brothers and sisters, don't give up, we can definitely leave this hellhole!
Yes, you can do it! Come on!
In the barrage of comments in the live broadcast room, words of encouragement to each other gradually overshadowed all the other comments.
The players rarely showed despair or complained, but instead encouraged each other one after another.
Something called "courage" and "hope" is quietly rising in everyone's hearts when no one notices.
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"How about it, are we awesome?"
Xia Chi's eyebrows danced with joy as he looked at Zhou Guang who had returned from the dead with excitement. When he talked about the climax, he would jump up and down and act it out exaggeratedly.
Not only Zhou Guang who knew nothing about everything, but even Li Cancan and Liang Xi were dumbfounded.
Zhou Guang pressed his chest, feeling the heartbeat that had been lost and regained, his eyes red and swollen: "Thank you."
When he first became an undead, he still had self-awareness.
Alive, yet dead, even the race has changed.
Only those who have experienced it personally can truly understand the despair and panic.
But he was luckier than the emperor, as he waited for Baili Xin.
When he was first warming up, he felt that the other party was lazy and arrogant, and always had a condescending attitude.
In his first impression, Baili Xin should be the kind of rich young master whose wisdom far exceeds that of ordinary people.
Smart and witty, but ignorant of the sufferings of the world, this kind of person likes to be alone, and in his eyes, others are synonymous with stupidity.
He should be like those people, looking down on the suffering of the world as a bystander.
But then he was slapped in the face.
He is cold and aloof, but full of kindness.
He would comfort Li Cancan privately because of her panic, and would use a calm tone and humor to ease the oppressive feeling brought by the horror and terror.
He not only takes care of the players, but also treats the NPCs with kindness. In his eyes, the players are lives, and the NPCs are lives too.
Even he knew Baili Xin a long time ago, but they had only been together for a few days, so they couldn't say they had a long friendship. But Baili Xin was willing to try this deputy.
Although Baili Xin never said that he came for him, everyone who knew would understand.
Zhou Guang raised his head and looked at the back of the young man walking with the tall skeleton man on the green field, his eyes misty.
When he had become completely disheartened, it was Baili Xin who broke the barrier of death and pulled him, and him, and him, and him... a total of 583 people out!
A handkerchief was stretched out in front of him. Zhou Guang lowered his head and looked along the arm that raised the handkerchief.
Li Cancan looked at him with concern.
Zhou Guang could no longer hold back his tears, so he covered his face with a handkerchief and burst into tears.
The handkerchief covered his face, making him even more unscrupulous, and the traces of moisture soon stained the pure white handkerchief with water color.
In addition to him, more and more resurrected players around him reacted and started crying.
Xia Chi and the other two looked at each other and said nothing. They stayed quietly beside Zhou Guang, putting their arms on each other's shoulders, silently giving him support and strength.
Several players came up to Xia Chi with awkward expressions. They hesitated for a moment, and one of them gritted his teeth and looked at Xia Chi with a blushing face, "I'm sorry, we missed you. And thank you for saving us."
Xia Chi looked up at these people.
These are the players who participated in this vice together with them. Except Wen Ziqing, the other five people are now in front of him.
Thinking of what happened before, Xia Chi immediately frowned: "If I didn't save you, why are you thanking me?!"
The man became even more embarrassed and spoke cautiously: "Then, then shall we go to thank God Xin?"
Xia Chi's eyes widened: "Don't you have eyes? Didn't you see that my brother was dating? You were blind and deaf and believed the slander at the time, and now you won't let my brother have some peace and quiet?"
The five of them immediately raised their heads in a sermon, "Yes, yes, you are right. We don't blame Wen Ziqing for using us as a gun, nor do we blame Wen Ziqing for ambushing and killing us. We blame ourselves for being weak-willed and listening to slander. We deserve it, it's our own fault."
"We are just a bunch of idiots. We curse well, curse brilliantly, and curse loudly. Curse as hard as you can. We love to hear it!"
Xia Chi: “…”
Get out of here! My mom won’t let me play with idiots!
The five "fools" left in disgrace. Li Cancan searched among the resurrected crowd, "I don't think I saw Wen Ziqing. He's not here?"
Xia Chi rolled his eyes and snorted in disdain: "Who cares if that scumbag is alive or dead? If he dies, there will be one less trouble."
Because the number of undead people is so large, they have already come out of the hall and onto the green field.
Zhou Guang cried so hard that he simply covered his face with a handkerchief, raised his head and fell on the grass crying.
When Xia Chi was about to say something, a dark shadow appeared in front of him.
He looked up and saw that it was the previous undead teacher who was still the leader and had chosen Wen Ziqing as his apprentice.
The Undead Teacher stood in front of Xia Chi and the others, rubbing his hands and chuckling: "I said that Baili Xin was smart since he was young, and he will definitely achieve great things. It's great."
Xia Chi's mouth twitched: "Teacher, aren't you saying this to Wen Ziqing?"
The undead teacher did not choose to revive. He continued dryly, "What nonsense are you talking about, kid? My vision is not that bad."
Xia Chi: “Haha.”
The undead teacher put away his expression, clasped his hands together and said, "Anyway, thank you."
After he said this, white light suddenly began to emerge from his body.
On the green field, soft cheers were heard.
Xia Chi and the others looked up and saw that more and more Undead began to have white halos on their bodies. As the halos appeared, the outline of the Undead Master, which was very clear at first, began to blur and turn into dust.
The undead teacher looked down at his palms which were beginning to turn into dust, and said softly: "It seems that it is time for us to leave. Although our time together was short, I still wish you all the best."
The Undead Teacher said, extending his hand to them.
A ball of warm green light instantly enveloped the four of them: "I bless you with light and justice, and may good luck be with you."
After saying this, the undead teacher completely disappeared into the air.
His final blessing still faintly echoes in my ears.
The green light dissipated, and Xia Chi wiped his face, "Did that undead teacher just now increase our luck?"
Li Cancan: "I don't know, but my luck value has gone from B to B+."
Xia Chi quickly opened his game panel and found that his luck value had increased from A to S.
Liang Xi silently glanced at Xin Shen in the distance and sighed heavily: "Lucky value is indeed not something that can be attributed to Xin Shen..."
Xia Chi & Li Cancan: "…"
Xia Chi: "Uh, how about... don't tell me about this later."
Li Cancan and Liang Xi nodded without thinking.
It's too awful.
The three of them were still struggling. Zhou Guang, who had been crying loudly just now, suddenly sat up and stared at Xia Chi with red eyes: "I understand the truth, but except for the first sentence of this prophecy, which one of them matches Xin Shen?"
Xia Chi was about to extend his hand to comfort him but he placed it awkwardly in the air, "?"
I've already stretched out my hand, and you're telling me this
Zhou Guang took out a notebook from his backpack and quickly wrote down the words of the prophecy.
Then he pointed to the first sentence and said, "Look, this one is fine. God Xin did it. The last one is also fine. The system has certified it as 'hybrid'."
A black pen stroked the middle line of words, "But look at these few sentences. He is a newborn, and an old man; he is young, has a long life, and is a god. This doesn't make sense."
"This prophecy is not accurate. Is this a joke?"
Li Cancan lowered his head, thought for two seconds and hesitated: "I don't know about the other two sentences, but this one should be fine."
The slender fingertips fell on "He has the blood of God", "Doesn't God Xin have a title called 'God of Mold'? 'God of Mold' is also a 'God'."
Xia Chi: “…”
Zhou Guang: “…”
Liang Xi: “…”
I have to say, you are right and I can't refute it.
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Studio.
Bad luck god: Don't treat bean buns as dry food. After all, there is the word "god".
Hahahaha, I’m so scared, God Xin has completely dodged the luck value commission.
God Xin: It’s so difficult for me.
God Xin: I just like my luck value to be f-. I will get angry with anyone who wants to increase my luck value.
God Xin: It feels so good to be a god, especially the 'God of Bad Luck'.
"The Ruined God of Xin"
However, given the lower limit of Xin Shen’s luck value, even if it is really improved, where can it reach
A bold guess is that it should still be f-, mainly because it is too low. It seems that f- is the lowest, and if there is any lower, Xin Shen may be lower.
Hahahaha, fuck, die. Xin Shen: I feel offended.
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Baili Xin sneezed, and Dijia tilted his head to look over and asked with concern: "Did you catch a cold?"
Baili Xin's right eyelid twitched, "Not really."
Baili Xin would catch a cold? Are you kidding me? With his physique, he can have sex seven times a night without complaining about being tired, how could he catch a cold
Who are you looking down on
Who is scolding him
Dijia: "How long will it take you to leave here?"
Baili Xin opened the taskbar. There was only half an hour left before the vice shutdown. "Half an hour left."
Dijia paused for a moment, "You said the other day, 'We'll meet again in the future'."
"Then I remembered something."
Baili Xin: "What did you remember?"
"I remembered a pink and purple pearl necklace." Dijia's words made Baili Xin stunned on the spot.
His cheeks were slightly red, and he said sternly, "That's it?"
Dijia Qing: "Of course there are more than just these. That person looks like me, but he doesn't seem to be me."
"Then I was wondering why I had this strange memory until I saw the demon running away with its head dropped."
"I wonder if there is another me in the outside world." Dijia stopped, supported his knees with his hands, leaned down, and stared at the young man in front of him, "We are one, so I accidentally shared his memory."
"In other words, he can also share my memories."
The bony animal head gradually approached, almost touching Baili Xin's face.
The man's voice gradually became hoarse and low, and his body exuded wild male hormones.
A strong sense of oppression came over him, and Baili Xin swallowed secretly.
"Since we came here as one, and you said we would come again, it seems that we will merge after you leave here."
Dijia was getting closer and closer to Baili Xin, his wide black cloak spread out, and the man's broad palm caught the young man's waist without warning and pulled the young man into his arms.
The next moment, a whirlwind appeared beside the two of them, and the two people who were on the green field just now disappeared under everyone's eyes.
Li Cancan clenched her fists tightly: "Hey, we were almost kissing! Why did you have to teleport suddenly? We have all been through life and death together, so don't treat us as outsiders!"
Xia Chi opened his eyes wide and looked at Li Cancan.
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Wow, Sister Cancan said what I was thinking.
So why teleport
Of course I have to do things that humans cannot do. I’m fine. I can imagine it.
Shouldn't there be a person or painting here? Do we have a novelist or an artist here
Writing, writing!
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When Baili Xin came to his senses, he had already arrived on a large, soft bed.
Beneath him was a dark-colored quilt, and in front of him was the magnified face of Dijia.
"Why do I suddenly share his memories?" Dijia trapped Baili Xin under him, his eyes sweeping across Baili Xin's cheek with infatuation.
His eyes started from the hair, slid down along the smooth forehead, passed by the thick and long eyelashes, the bright starry eyes, the straight nose, and finally fell on the two soft lips.
"If the communication is closed, I will not be able to know his memory." The sharp fingertips fell on Baili Xin's waist, and with a light hook, the belt slipped from the waist, fell under the bed, and rolled up lazily.
The complete priest's robe suddenly opened, revealing the young man's meticulously crafted jade-like skin.
The back of his fingers rubbed against Baili Xin's chest, and the cool touch made Baili Xin shiver all over.
"My shameless other half, although he can't get in, has been secretly connecting to my brain and spying on the two of us."
His hand slid down along his waistline, "Do you think he's flirty?"
"It's a pity there's only half an hour left."