I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

"you you you……"

Fu Wenbo retreated to the corner in fear, the person in front of him was just too weird.

I saw Xiao Lan stepping forward with a smile, looking at him kindly and friendly, with the same eyes as buying pork in the supermarket. After he carefully inspected Fu Wenbo from head to toe, he looked away regretfully.

The three poor generations of photography are indeed human.

Fu Wenbo's eyes inadvertently swept the TV behind Xiao Lan, but he was surprised to find that he was the only one in the lens, and there was no youth in front of him.

Suddenly, the half-hearted heart was completely frozen.

"Fu Wenbo."

Refreshingly came out from the TV with a shy female voice, startling the deepest fear in Fu Wenbo's heart.

"Sorry! Sorry! Forgive me..."

Fu Wenbo begged for mercy in the direction of the TV. The approaching Li Gui made him unable to quibble anymore. No matter how innocent he thought he was, Gu Mo was dying with the help of a few of them.

Seeing that there was no response on TV, he turned to Xiao Lan again: "You persuade her to forgive me, OK?"

Xiao Lan laughed lightly: "Forgive you for her, you ask her yourself."

With that, he raised his finger and pointed to Fu Wenbo's head.

Fu Wenbo's scalp suddenly felt numb. He raised his head stiffly and saw that the long black hair fell on his shoulders. The long hair was moist.

He raised his face and straightened up to the face that had appeared in his dream every night, but now it has become his nightmare.

The green face was less than five centimeters away from Fu Wenbo, and he could breathe the faint odor of the other party's body mixed with hot spring breath.

That is the taste of despair.

Gu Mo, who emerged from the wall, stretched out the white and white cut arms, and hugged Fu Wenbo fiercely, dragging him towards the wall with a force beyond ordinary people's understanding.

Fu Wenbo struggled violently, his hands supporting the wall, his legs struggling against the ground. But he didn't add any more vitality to him. The flesh was pressed into the wall by force, and the hard wall cracked a gap to devour him.

Then, the walls were closed little by little, returning to the original flat and clean appearance.

Immediately, the TV disappeared, the walls disappeared, the hotel also disappeared, and the surroundings returned to a vast white mist.

In the haze, the sound of footsteps in the distance sounded.

A young girl came towards Xiao Lan at a brisk pace. She was wearing an ordinary skirt, black hair, and the appearance was beautiful and beautiful in the photos. She also carried a somewhat old backpack. Xiao Lan took it from Du Yuhui at the time.

The girl smiled at Xiao Lan. The smile was very bright and bright, without the shyness and disbelief you saw before.

If you ignore the crowd of dense figures behind her.

Those "people" looked numb and stiff, soaked as if they had just been carried out of the water, and looked completely lifeless. Xiao Lan also saw Tong Qing, Liu Yiyi, and Zhao Fan in it, maybe these were all customs clearance The failed player.

This record, Miss Gu Mo is also very cruel...

Xiao Lan didn't find Gu Shengan in it, and he was a little relieved in his heart. He should have cleared the security.

Gu Mo reached out his hand and handed an hourglass towards Xiao Lan. The hourglass had the size of a palm and the inside was golden sand.

[Name: Counter-clockwise (rare props, bound)]

[Ability: Backtracking time within 24 hours (use times 33)]

[Explanation: Act on people or things, you can specify the range]

Xiao Lan reached over and took it, putting it into a prop backpack.

"Ding Dong--"

"Congratulations to the player Xiao Lan for the clearance game "Six Dao Hot Springs.""

The thick darkness struck, covering everything in front of me, whether it was Gu Mo or the people behind him.

Xiao Lan is quietly waiting to return to that dark world.

Unexpectedly, the white mist that filled the world of Six Hot Springs suddenly rushed into the darkness that was about to be closed. Under the interlacing of black and white several times, Xiao Lan appeared again in the world of white mist.

"Di--"

"The situation is abnormal."

"Di--"

"Return failed."

This sudden change made Xiao Lan feel a little confused, what is the situation? He looked at himself again surrounded by white mist, and in front of him was smiling Gu Mo and the dense crowd behind her.

This posture is a bit bad...

Gu Mo smiled heartily at him: "You are a good person, stay and join us."

Xiao Lan took a step back: "..."

Let’s say goodbye, sister. I knew I was going to be left behind to help Gu Mo. Xiao Lan must have burst a hammer at that time and beat the troubled self to death.

Gu Mo continued to smile: "This is our world, there will be no more annoying things."

As she waved her hand, the numb crowd nodded and nodded, all moving in a uniform manner, just like a puppet being manipulated.

Gu Mo waved again, and the crowd parted silently, revealing the five Fu Wenbo who had died in Gu Mo's hands.

They still maintained the appearance they were in when they died, and looked distorted. But the eyes are alive. They looked at the silhouettes around them with horror. Their eyes were finally filled with regret and fear. The broken and deformed lips kept closing together, and they confessed to what they did.

"When they were alive, they always said that they were right, and they didn't know to repent when they were dying." Gu Mo pointed at them with a smile. "But you see, they now know they are wrong."

"Stay here, everything here can be as you want."

"Aren't you tired of the stupid and vicious guys? But they flood the outside world."

"This is the cleanest place in the world."

Xiao Lan smiled awkwardly but politely: "No, I... I have other things I want to do."

Hearing his refusal, the smile on Gu Mo's face suddenly closed, and dark eyes stared at Xiao Lan.

Before, when he was a ghost, his hair blocked his invisible face. Later, when he cleared the customs, Gu Mo smiled again, so that Xiao Lan only found out that when the girl didn't laugh, her eyes looked very cold.

"Reluctant?" Gu Mo's voice also froze.

Xiao Lan suddenly began to miss the boss Zhang Dong of the first game. Although he was too sloppy and unremarkable, he was also very particular about choosing employees. The twisted melon is really not sweet, Miss Gu Mo! ! You already have so many younger brothers, it’s not fun to add one, no!

Gu Mo approached Xiao Lan: "What's wrong here?"

As she walked, her appearance also changed, her ruddy complexion gradually turned pale, her soft hair began to tangle, and her slender and slender body gradually began to twist, like a doll with the wrong parts.

"You-don't-think-go -"

This was to directly and physically persuade Xiao Lan to join her camp.

Gu Mo completely turned into a ghost, and she rushed towards Xiao Lan.

The seemingly peaceful white mist also stiff ghosts came out of it and came in the direction of Xiao Lan. They looked stiff, and stepped on the ground to make a rustling sound.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiao Lan began to run wildly after pulling his legs.

After strengthening the skills and customs clearance, Xiao Lan’s speed is not only a little faster than that of Chen Lang, but only a residual image left after running, Luo also followed, and immediately Gu Mo left Behind him.

It is a pity that in a white fog, the direction cannot be identified at all, and the normal pathfinding methods are completely useless in such a world. Xiao Lan can only work hard to move forward by instinct.

In the rear, you can still vaguely hear the clutter of footsteps, far and near. Explain that Gu Mo and the ghost group led by her still haven't given up, they are constantly approaching towards Xiao Lan.

In this world completely controlled by boss, Xiao Lan can escape for a while, but for how long? Individuals are always tired, but ghosts will not, Gu Mo will find him sooner or later.

Suddenly, the white mist in front became thinner, and the hot spring hotel appeared again.

But there are some differences. The hotel that appeared this time looks brand-new, without any trace of being used, everything looks neat, and there is not even a scratch on the door, just like a decoration or a model. There is no light inside, there is no trace of popularity at all.

But what is certain is that this scene looks different from every scene that Gu Mo controlled before, maybe this is a completely different place.

Footsteps are still heard in the fog, Gu Mo and the ghost group are getting closer and closer.

Xiao Lan gritted his teeth and stepped into this completely different hotel. Now he is gambled. This is not under the control of Gu Mo.

The hot spring hotel is very quiet, as if the noise outside has nothing to do with it. Xiao Lan found a hidden room with a window and drew the curtains to take a break.

After a while.

The sound of rustling footsteps started to sound outside, like a silent celebration.

With the help of curtains, Xiao Lan quietly looked out.

Those who followed Gu Mo were almost all dispatched now. They huddled outside the hotel into a pile and swept across. The entire underneath was a dense human head, which made the scalp numb.

There is no need to guess who they are looking for.

Although they seemed to be unable to enter the hotel, with this manpower tactic, I am afraid that the entire hotel will soon be surrounded, and Xiao Lan will not be able to escape completely.

Putting the curtain back gently, Xiao Lan sighed:

"Sister Miss is too cruel..."

Looking at the night sky outside the window, Xiao Lan was a bit worried. The move to the world to send him a copy was completely interrupted by Gu Mo.

In case there is a missing person, is it managed?

"clatter--"

"clatter--"

"clatter--"

Suddenly footsteps sounded on the wooden stairs, Xiao Lan turned his head and stared at the direction of the door.

Who is the person going upstairs?