After a max-level boss mistakenly enters the infinite game

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【587 people...this number of people breaks the record?】

【As expected of Xin Shen, Niu Wow.】

[Hahaha, who said that Xin Shen can't do it? Who said before that the emperor took advantage of the right time, place, and people? Come out and help me. 】

[Gu Yong, Gu Yong. I crawl, I crawl again. I am really convinced this time.]

[Hahaha, Xin Shen can’t even die, and he has resurrected 583 players. The system is stuttering. It’s so enjoyable! 】

[System: It’s too difficult for me.]

[What is the most important thing? The most important thing is that when we break through the level, the last day must be the time when we narrowly escape death. But on the last day of Xin Shen, it was calm and calm, as if watching a literary movie, it was still the kind of finale. 】

[Hey, that seems to be true! It was the same thing last time. On the last day, the couple not only had a honeymoon, but also visited the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade. Those who didn’t know better thought they were watching the Lantern Festival. 】

[Then the question is, is the previous Lao Gong the current Lao Gong? 】

【Whether it is or not, in my heart he already is.】

[This is the most comfortable live broadcast room I have ever watched in an escape live broadcast. It has a prelude, a reversal, a climax, a slap in the face, and love and a finale. There is nothing more complete than this. I love this kind of beginning and end.

, there is a feeling of sickness and slowness.】

[Brothers, when Xin Shen’s deputy role is over, I plan to break through the level. I have escaped for a long time, but I know that escaping is useless. Xin Shen gave me great courage and inspiration. If I can still come back alive, I will definitely

Come and tell you in the live broadcast room!】

[Come on, and wish you well! I hope everything goes well for you, but don’t follow this emperor’s example!]

[I went too. I hope I can come out alive. We’ll see you again at the next live broadcast! 】

[After sending you thousands of miles away, you will eventually have to say goodbye. Come on, brothers and sisters, don’t give up, we will definitely be able to leave this ghost place! 】

【Yes, it can definitely be done! Come on!】

On the barrage in the live broadcast room, words of encouragement to each other gradually overshadowed all the barrage content.

The players rarely despaired or complained, but cheered each other up one after another.

Something called "courage" and "hope" are quietly rising in everyone's hearts without anyone noticing.

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"How about it, are we good?"

Xia Chi's eyebrows were dancing, and he looked excitedly at Zhou Guang, who had come back from the dead. When it came to climax, he would jump up and down and perform it in an exaggerated way.

Not only Zhou Guang, who knew nothing about everything, but also Li Cancan and Liang Xi were dumbfounded.

Zhou Guang pressed his chest, feeling the lost heartbeat, his eyes were red, swollen and sore: "Thank you."

When he first became an undead, he still had self-awareness at first.

Alive, but dead again, even the race has changed.

Only those who have experienced it personally can truly understand that kind of despair and panic.

But he was luckier than the emperor. He waited for Priscilla.

At first during the warm-up, he felt that the other party was lazy, arrogant, and always had a arrogant and condescending feeling.

In his first impression, Bai Lixin should be the kind of rich young man whose intelligence is far beyond ordinary people.

Clever and witty, unaware of the sufferings of the world, this kind of person likes to live alone, and others are synonymous with stupidity in his eyes.

He should be like those people, overlooking the suffering of the world with a bystander attitude.

But then he was slapped in the face.

He is cold and aloof, but full of good intentions.

He would comfort Li Cancan privately because of her fear, and would use a calm tone and humor to ease the oppression caused by the horror.

Not only does he take care of players, but he also treats NPCs equally. In his eyes, players are life, and NPCs are also life.

As for him, although he and Baili Xin had known each other for a long time, they had only been together for a few days, and it was not possible to say that they had a long-term friendship. However, Baili Xin was willing to give this a try.

Although Bai Lixin never said that she came for him, she understood everything.

Zhou Guang raised his head and looked at the back of the young man walking with the tall skeletal man in the green field, his eyes filled with mist.

When he was completely disheartened, it was Bai Lixin who broke the barrier of death and pulled out him, him, him, him... a total of 583 people!

A handkerchief was stretched out in front of him. Zhou Guang lowered his head and looked along the arm that held up the handkerchief.

Li Cancan rushed to him with concern.

Zhou Guang couldn't hold it back any longer, so he covered his face with a handkerchief and burst into tears.

The handkerchief covered his face, making him even more unscrupulous. The traces of moisture soon stained the pure white handkerchief with water color.

Apart from him, more and more resurrected players around him reacted and started crying.

The three people in Xia Chi looked at each other and said nothing. They stayed by Zhou Guang's side quietly, putting their arms on each other's shoulders, silently giving him support and strength.

Several players approached Xia Chi with awkward expressions. They hesitated for a moment. One of them gritted his teeth and looked at Xia Chi with a blushing face: "I'm sorry, we missed you. Also, thank you for saving me."

Got us."

Xia Chi looked up at these people.

This is the player who participated in this matchup with them. Except for Wen Ziqing, the other five people are all in front of him at this moment.

Thinking of what happened before, Xia Chi immediately grimaced: "I didn't save you, why are you thanking me?!"

The man became even more embarrassed and said cautiously: "Then, let's go and thank God Xin?"

Xia Chi's eyes widened: "Don't you have eyesight? Didn't you see that my brother was dating? You were blind, deaf and listened to the slander at that time. Why don't you let my brother get clean now?"

The five people immediately nodded and said, "Yes, yes, what you taught is this. It's not our fault that Wen Ziqing used us as a gun, or Wen Ziqing's surprise attack on us and killed us later. It's all our fault that we are not strong-willed and listened to the slander. It's all the same.

We deserve it, our own."

"We are just a bunch of scolds. We scold well, scold well, and scold loudly. We like to hear them scolded vigorously!"

Xia Chi: "..."

Get out of here, my mother won't let me play with fools!

The five "idiots" left in dejection. Li Cancan looked back and forth among the resurrected crowd, "I don't seem to see Wen Ziqing. Is he not here?"

Xia Chi rolled his eyes and snorted in disgust: "Who cares whether that scumbag lives or not? If he dies, he will be less of a disaster."

Because the undead clan has a large number of people, they have already arrived at the green field from the main hall.

Zhou Guang cried so hard that he simply covered his face with his handkerchief, threw his head back and cried loudly on the grass.

When Xia Chi was about to say something, a dark shadow appeared in front of him.

He looked up and saw that the previous undead teacher, the one who took the lead, had chosen Wen Ziqing as his apprentice.

The undead teacher stood in front of Xia Chi and the others, waving his little hands and laughing: "I just said that this kid Bai Lixin has been smart since he was a child. He will definitely achieve great things. It's awesome."

The corner of Xia Chi's mouth twitched: "Teacher, didn't you say this to Wen Ziqing?"

The undead teacher did not choose to be resurrected. It continued to talk dryly, "You kid, what are you talking about? My vision is not that bad."

Xia Chi: "Haha."

The undead teacher put away his words, put his hands together and said, "Anyway, thank you."

After he said this, white light suddenly began to appear on his body.

On the green field, soft shouts rang out.

Xia Chi and others looked up, and more and more undead people began to have a white halo on their bodies. As the halo appeared, the outline of the undead teacher who was still very clear began to gradually become blurred and dusty.

trend.

The undead teacher looked down at his palms, which were turning into dust, and said softly, "It seems that the time has come for us to leave. Although our time together is short, I still wish you all the best."

The undead teacher said and stretched out his hand to them.

A group of warm green light instantly enveloped the four of them: "I wish you blessings with light and justice. May luck be with you."

After saying this, the undead teacher completely disappeared into the air.

His last blessing still vaguely echoed in his ears.

The green light dissipated, and Xia Chi wiped his face, "Did that undead teacher just 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 board, and his luck value had increased from a to s.

Liang Xi silently glanced at Xin Shen in the distance, and sighed heavily: "Sure enough, there is no luck with Xin Shen..."

Xia Chi & Li Cancan: "..."

Xia Chi: "Well, how about...it's better not to tell brother about this later."

Li Cancan and Liang Xi shook their heads without thinking.

It's too awful.

The three of them were still struggling. Zhou Guang, who had been crying just now, suddenly sat up and stared at Xia Chi with a pair of red eyes: "I understand the truth, but except for the first sentence of this prophecy, which one is related to Xin Shen?"

Got the right number?"

Xia Chi's hand that was about to reach out to comfort him was awkwardly placed in mid-air, "?"

I’ve stretched out my hands, and you’re just telling me this?

Zhou Guang took out the small book from his backpack and quickly wrote down the prophecy.

Then he pointed to the first sentence: "Look, there is no problem with this sentence. Xin Shen did it. The last sentence is also no problem. The system has certified it as a 'mixed blood'."

A black pen line marked the middle line, "But if you look at a few sentences, it doesn't make sense that he is a new student and an old man; he is young and has longevity; he is also a god."

"This prediction is not accurate either. Is it a joke?"

Li Cancan lowered his head, thought for two seconds and hesitated: "I don't know the other two sentences, but this one should be fine."

The slender fingertips landed on "He has the blood of gods", "Didn't God Xin have a title called 'God of Mildew'? 'God of Mildew' is also a 'god'."

Xia Chi: "..."

Zhou Guang: "..."

Liang Xi: "..."

I have to say, you are right and cannot be refuted.

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[Goddess Mildew: Don’t mistake bean bags as solid food. After all, there is also the word ‘god’ in it. 】

[Hahaha, I’m torn, Xin Shen will get a commission on his lucky points after evading.]

[Xin Shen: It’s too difficult for me. 】

[Xin Shen: Labor and management just like the luck value f-, whoever wants to increase the luck value of labor and management will be in a hurry.]

[Xin Shen: It feels so good to be a god, especially the ‘Mild God’. 】

["The God of Xin Was Played Badly"]

[However, given the lower limit of Xin Shen’s luck value, even if it really improves, what position can it reach?]

[A bold guess, it should still be f-, mainly because it is too low. It seems that f- is the lowest. If it is still lower, Xin Shen may be lower.]

[Hahahaha, "fuck", die. Xin Shen: I think I was offended. 】

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Bai Lixin sneezed, and Dijia tilted his head and looked over, asking with concern: "Are you catching a cold?"

Baili Xin's right eyelid twitched, "That's not true."

Will he, Bai Lixin, catch a cold? Just kidding, with his body type, he doesn’t even cry out tired seven times a night, will he catch a cold?

Who do you look down on?

Who is scolding him?

Tiga: "How long do you have to leave here?"

Bai Lixin opened the taskbar, and there was only the last half hour left before closing the taskbar, "Half an hour left."

Dijia paused slightly at his feet, "You said that day, 'We will meet again in the future.'"

"Then I remembered something."

Bai Lixin: "What did you remember?"

"I remembered a string of pink and purple pearl necklaces." Dijia's words made Bai Lixin stunned on the spot.

His cheeks were slightly red, and he said inwardly, "That's it?"

Di Jiaqing: "Of course it's not just these, there are many more. 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 that dropped its head and ran away."

"I was wondering if there would be another me in the outside world." Dijia stopped, put his hands on his knees, leaned down, and looked directly at the young man in front of him, "The two of us are one.

, so I unintentionally shared his memory.”

"In other words, he can also share my memories."

The bony animal head gradually approached, almost touching Bai Lixin's face.

The man's voice gradually became hoarse and low, and his whole body exuded wild male hormones.

A strong sense of oppression came over, and Bai Lixin swallowed secretly.

"Since we are one when we come here, and you said we will meet again, it seems that we will be integrated after you leave here."

Di Jia was getting closer and closer to Bai Lixin, his broad black cloak stretched out, and the man's broad palm caught the young man's waist without any warning, and pulled the young man into his arms.

The next moment, a whirlwind appeared next to the two of them, and the two who were on the green field just now disappeared under the eyes of everyone.

Li Cancan clenched his fists hard: "Hey, we almost kissed you! Why the sudden teleportation? We have all lived together through life and death, so don't treat us like outsiders!"

Xia Chi looked at Li Cancan with wide eyes.

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[Good guy, Sister Cancan has spoken out my heart.]

【So why do you need to teleport away? 】

[Of course I am going to do something that cannot be done by others. I am fine. I can figure it out. 】

[Should there be people or paintings here? Do we have novelists or painters here? 】

【Writing, writing!】

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By the time Bai Lixin came back to his senses, he had already arrived on a big soft bed.

Beneath her body was a dark brocade quilt, and in front of her was Di Jia's enlarged face.

"Why did I suddenly share his memory?" Dija trapped Baili Xin under him, his eyes swept across Baili Xin's cheek in fascination.

His eyes started from his hair, slid down his smooth forehead, passed through the thick eyelashes, the bright star eyes, the straight bridge of the nose, and finally landed on the two soft lips.

"If the communication is closed, I can't help knowing his memory." The sharp fingertips fell on Baili Xin's waist, and with a slight hook, the belt slipped from the waist and fell under the bed, lazily.

Rolled up into a ball.

The complete priest's robe suddenly opened, revealing the young man's carefully crafted jade skin.

The back of his fingers rubbed against Bai Li Xin's chest, and the cold touch made Bai Li Xin shiver all over.

"My shameless other half, although he can't come in, has been secretly connecting to my brain and secretly peeking at the two of us."

His hand slid down along his waistline, "Do you think he's 'coquettish' or not?"

"It's a pity that there's only half an hour left."