After the Full-Level Boss Entered the Infinite Game By Mistake

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The number of 587 people broke a record, right?

As expected of Xin Shen, cow wow.

Hahaha, who said Xin Shen can't do it? Who said before that the emperor has the right place at the right time and place? Come out for my sister to climb.

Gu Yong, Gu Yong. I crawl, I crawl again. I really got it this time.

Hahaha, Xin Shen can't even die, and even resurrected 583 players, the system is stuttering, it's really fun!

System: I am too difficult.

What is the main thing? The most important thing is when we break through the barrier, and the last day must be the time when we die. But on the last day of Xin Shen, it was calm and peaceful as if watching a literary film, and it was still the kind with a happy ending.

Whoops, it seems so right! The same is true of the last dungeon. On the last day, the husband and wife not only had a honeymoon, but also visited the Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts. Those who didn't know thought they were watching the Lantern Festival.

So the question is, is the previous old attack the current one?

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

This is the most comfortable live broadcast room in the escape live broadcast I have watched. There are preludes, reversals, climaxes, face slaps, and love and finale. Nothing is more perfect than this. I love this kind of beginning, end, and disease. There is a slow feeling.

Brothers, when the dungeon of Xin Shen is over, I plan to go through the level too. I have been running away for a long time, but I know running away is useless. God Xin has given me a lot of courage and inspiration. If I can come back alive, I will definitely tell you in the live broadcast room!

Come on, good luck! I hope you all go well, but don't learn from this emperor!

I went too, I hope I can come out alive, see you in the next live broadcast!

Send you thousands of miles, there will be a difference. Come on, brothers and sisters, don't give up, we can definitely get out of this ghost place!

Yes, it must be possible! come on!

On the bullet screen in the live broadcast room, the words of cheering and encouraging each other gradually overshadowed all the bullet screen content.

The players rarely did not despair and complain, but cheered each other up one after another.

A thing called "courage" and "hope" is quietly rising in everyone's heart when everyone is not aware of it.

"How are we, are we great?"

Xia Chi's brows were beaming, excitedly looking at Zhou Guang, who had returned from the dead. When it came to the climax, he would jump up and dance and perform it exaggeratedly.

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 sound of his heartbeat that was lost and regained, his eyes were red and swollen: "Thank you."

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

Alive, but dead, and even the race changed.

That kind of despair and panic can only be truly felt by those who have experienced it firsthand.

But he was luckier than the emperor, and he waited for Bai Lixin.

When he first warmed up the dungeon, he felt that the other party was lazy and arrogant, always with a condescending sense of superiority.

In his first impression, Bai Lixin should be the kind of rich young master with wisdom far beyond ordinary people.

Smart and witty, ignorant of the sufferings of the world, this kind of person has always liked to be alone, and others are synonymous with stupidity in his eyes.

Like those people, he should look down on 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 kindness.

He will comfort Li Cancan privately because of her panic, and he will use a calm tone and humor to ease the sense of oppression caused by the horror.

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

Even for him, although he and Bai Lixin have known each other very early, they have only been with each other for a few days, and it is impossible to talk about a long friendship. Bai Lixin is willing to try to come and see this copy.

Although Bai Lixin never said that it was for him, he knew everything.

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

When he was completely disheartened, it was Bai Lixin who broke the barrier of death and pulled him, as well as him, him, and his entire 583 people out!

A handkerchief was stretched out in front of him, Zhou Guang lowered his head, and looked over the arm that raised the handkerchief.

Li Cancan smiled at him with concern.

Zhou Guang couldn't hold back any longer, he picked up a handkerchief to cover his face, and burst into tears.

The handkerchief covered his face, making him more unscrupulous, and the wet traces soon dyed the pure white handkerchief aqua.

In addition to him, more and more resurrected players around reacted and cried too.

The three of Xia Chi looked at each other and didn't speak. They quietly accompanied Zhou Guang, put their arms on each other's shoulders, and silently gave him support and strength.

A few players approached Xia Chi embarrassedly. They hesitated for a moment. One of them gritted his teeth and looked at Xia Chi with guilt: "I'm sorry, we missed you. Also, thank you for saving us. ."

Xia Chi looked up at these people.

This is the player who participated in this dungeon at the same time as them. Except for Wen Ziqing, the other five people are in front of him at the moment.

Thinking of the previous incident, Xia Chi immediately lowered his face: "I didn't save you, thank me for what?!"

The man is even more embarrassed, be careful

Yiyi said, "Then, let's go to Xie Xinshen?"

Xia Chi's eyes widened: "Don't you have eyes? Didn't you see my brother on a date? He was blind and deaf at the time and listened to slander, so why don't you let my brother clean up now?"

The five of them immediately nodded and nodded, "Yes, yes, you taught me a lesson. I don't blame Wen Ziqing for using us as spearmen, nor does it blame Wen Ziqing for attacking us and killing us later, it's just that we are not strong-willed and listen to slander. We deserve it, we do it ourselves."

"We're just a bunch of idiots. We scold well, we scold us well, and we scold us loudly. We love to scold them hard!"

Xia Chi: ""

Go away, my mom won't let me play with fools!

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

Xia Chi rolled his eyes and snorted coldly with disgust: "Who cares if that scum is alive or not? If he dies, there will be less scourge."

Because of the large number of undead tribes, they have come to the green field from the main hall.

Zhou Guang cried so hard that he finally covered his face with the handkerchief and fell on the grass crying.

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

He looked up and saw that it was the former undead teacher, or the one who took the lead, and chose Wen Ziqing as his apprentice.

The undead teacher stood in front of Xia Chi and the others, stunned his little hands and smiled: "I just said that Bai Lixin is a smart child since he was a child, and he must have made great achievements. It's awesome."

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 smile dryly, "You child, what are you talking about, how can my eyesight be so bad."

Xia Chi: "Haha."

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

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

On the green field, a soft cry sounded.

Xia Chi looked up and saw that more and more undead race began to appear white halo. With the halo, the outline of the undead teacher, which was still very clear, began to gradually blur, and there was a tendency to dust. .

The undead teacher looked down at the palm of his hand that was beginning to turn into dust, and chuckled: "It seems that the time for us to leave has come. Although the time we spent together is short, I still wish you all the best."

The undead teacher said, extending his hand to them.

A group of warm green light instantly wrapped the four of them: "I offer you blessings with the righteousness of light, and may luck be with you."

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

His last blessing still faintly echoed in his ears.

The green light dissipated, and Xia Chi wiped his face, "Did that undead teacher give us more luck just now?"

Li Cancan: "I don't know, but my luck has changed from b to b+."

Xia Chi hurriedly opened his game panel, and his luck value had been raised from a to s.

Liang Xi silently glanced at Xin Shen in the distance, and sighed heavily: "Fortunately, I have no luck with Xin Shen."

Xia Chi \u0026 Li Cancan: ""

Xia Chi: "Uh, why don't you tell my brother about it later?"

Li Cancan and Liang Xi didn't even think about it, and nodded vigorously.

That's horrible.

The three of them were still struggling, and Zhou Guang, who was still crying just now, sat up suddenly, staring at Xia Chi with red eyes: "I understand the reasoning, but apart from the first sentence of this prophecy, which point does it have to do with Xin Shen? Right?"

Xia Chi was about to stretch out his comforting hand, embarrassedly in the air, "?"

I've stretched out my hand, you're telling me this?

Zhou Guang took out a small notebook from his backpack and quickly wrote down the words of the prophecy.

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

A black line is drawn on the middle line, "But you read a few words. It's a new born, and it's an old man; it's very young, and it has a long life; it's still a god, it doesn't make sense."

"This prophecy is not accurate, 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 Xin Shen have a title called 'Mold God'? 'Mold God' is also a 'God'."

Xia Chi: ""

Zhou Guang: ""

Liang Xi: ""

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

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Moushen: Don't treat beanbags as dry food. After all, there is also the word 'God'.

Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter, Xin Shen perfectly avoids the lucky value commission.

Xin Shen: I am too difficult.

Xinshen: Labor and management like the luck value f-, whoever wants to improve the luck value of labor and management is anxious for labor and management.

Xin Shen: It feels really good to be a god, especially the 'mould god'.

Xin Shen who was played bad

However, with the lower limit of Xinshen's luck value, even if it is really improved, where can it be?

Take a bold guess, it should still be f-, mainly because it is too low. It seems that f- is the lowest, if there is still a lower, Xinshen may be lower.

Hahahaha, fuck, die laughing

. Xin Shen: I think I was offended.

Bai Lixin sneezed, and Di Jia tilted his head to look over and asked with concern, "Have you caught a cold?"

Bai Lixin's right eyelid jumped, "It's not like that."

Will he catch a cold? Just kidding, with his physique, he will catch a cold without shouting tired seven times a night?

Who do you look down on?

Who is scolding him?

Di Jia: "How long do you have to leave here?"

Bai Lixin opened the task bar, and there was only half an hour left before the dungeon was closed. "Half an hour left."

Dijia paused slightly, "You said that day, 'We will see you again in the future'."

"I then remembered something."

Bai Lixin: "What did you remember?"

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

His cheeks were slightly red, and he said in a stern tone, "That's it?"

Di Jia chuckled: "Of course it's not just these, there are many more. That person is very similar to me, but it doesn't seem to be me."

"Then I was wondering why I had this strange memory until I saw the demon who left his head and fled."

"I'm wondering if there will be another me in the outside world." Dijia stopped, leaned over with his hands on his knees, and looked straight at the young man in front of him, "We two were originally One, so I inadvertently shared his memory."

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

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

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

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

"Since we were originally one, you said that we would meet again. It seems that after you leave here, we will merge."

Dijia was getting closer and closer to Bai Lixin, the wide black cloak stretched out, the man's wide palm caught the youth's waist without warning, and pulled the youth into his arms.

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

Li Cancan clenched his fists hard: "Hey, I almost kissed! Why do you want to send it suddenly? Everyone has lived and died together, so don't treat us as outsiders!"

Xia Chi widened his eyes and looked at Li Cancan.

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Good guy, Sister Cancan has spoken my heart out.

So why send it away?

Of course, I want to do something that I can't see people, I'm fine, I can make up my mind.

Shouldn't there be a fanbook or a picture book here? Do we have a home or a painter here?

Writing, writing!

When Bai Lixin came back to his senses, he had come to a big soft bed.

Under the body is the black quilt, and in front of him is the enlarged face of Dijia.

"Why did I suddenly share his memory?" Di Jia trapped Bailishin under him, and swept his eyes fascinatedly across Bailishin's cheek.

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

"If the communication is closed, I can't reversely know his memory." The sharp fingertips fell on Bai Lixin's waist, and with a slight hook, the belt slipped from the waist and fell under the bed, lazily rolled into a ball.

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

The back of his finger rubbed against Bailishin's chest, and the cold touch made Bailishin tremble.

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

His hand slid down his waistline, "Do you think he is sassy?"

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