Chapter 141: "The Ghosts and Gods" 17 The wish to protect each other...

Although Qi Shiyu ran to rescue people, other players were not pushovers either.

"These ghosts have been confusing us and preventing us from finding the real candle."

"Yes, they say little devils are hard to deal with. Although these guys are not deadly enough, they tricked us into some dead ends. Many people died. One of them even went crazy."

The players who were born on the dark side talked about it in a flurry, saying that it was not that they were bad but that these ghosts were too good at deceiving people.

However, when Mo Yangbing was mentioned, they looked at each other at the same time. Although it was crazy, it also had its advantages. From then on, they felt much more relaxed. They just needed to be careful not to get close to Mo Yangbing.

As they were discussing this, they came to the last candle.

It's finally over.

Everyone had the same idea.

They all firmly believed that they could get out alive with these eight candles.

Flames burst out from Xue Ming's fingertips.

"Let me do it. After all, this is not a serious fire." Zhou Yang said.

They were afraid to be too hasty and became overly suspicious.

"Okay." Xue Ming took a step back.

Zhou Yang lit the candle with a lighter, and finally a picture emerged, which was a kind face.

Ye Chao exhaled.

Is it finally over?

Everyone was very quiet, as quiet as if the pause button had been pressed.

However, nothing happened and the system did not even give a prompt.

"Huh?" Everyone was stunned.

"Wrong place?"

At this moment, Xue Ming lowered his head without knowing when, and the flame in his hand gradually changed from warm yellow to pale white.

Zhou Yang patted him on the back.

"Are you okay?"

Ye Chao was startled: "Why did you hit him suddenly?"

Zhou Yang didn't say anything. He suddenly grabbed Xue Ming's arm and asked stubbornly with a frown, "Hey, if you are joking, you can quit the club if this game is out."

"Hahaha..." A low, hoarse laugh suddenly came out of Xue Ming's mouth.

"You...you people, what do you know? Laugh at our helplessness and ignorance? If we were like you, we wouldn't have to rack our brains to make a poor imitation."

"You don't know that most of us couldn't even speak when we were thrown in. Do you know how we encouraged each other and learned to speak? Yes, this is thanks to you players, but... I can't stand your sympathy and contempt."

"What a bunch of arrogant people you are! But even if you think you are smart, you will fall into our hands! Smart people are often misled by their own intelligence, that's what it means!"

"But...'He' will come out soon!" Looking up again, "Xue Ming's" eyes were filled with madness.

…

A white light suddenly burst out from Xue Ming's body, and he turned gloomy, even knocking everyone away, leaving no chance for anyone to interrupt him.

"Oh no, another one has gone crazy!" This was the first sentence the player said after getting up from the ground.

Ye Chao and Zhou Yang were close to him and even spit out blood.

Ye Chao couldn't help but yell, "Qi Shiyu! You liar! Didn't we agree that there would be a god?"

The one who answered him was not Qi Shiyu, but the female ghost who had occupied Xue Ming's mind: "Hahahaha, that guy! He must have died a long time ago! A god who can't even see us suffering is not worthy of being a god!"

"Oh, God?" Qi Shiyu, who had rushed over and heard Ye Chao's words, still had a smile on his face, but with a little more mockery, "You, after so many worlds, how can you still believe in God?"

"Then why do you insist on us lighting the candles?"

"Just try my luck. By the way, I'm here to look for someone." Qi Shiyu looked a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry for tricking you into following me."

"Qi Shiyu! You &…………%……(&……&)" There was a lot of cursing at the scene. The players didn't even have time to cry out in pain. They were all cursing him.

A group of players were fooled by him, and those who didn't speak well of him should really give him a thumbs up.

"No, if it's really useless, then why would those ghosts insist on asking us to light the candles?" At this moment, Zhou Yang calmed down.

"That's right." Ye Chao thought for a moment.

"Yes, President Zhou." Qi Shiyu smiled, "I was just trying my luck, but I didn't expect you to believe it."

"you!"

Before the other players could start to curse, Qi Shiyu continued, "Their reaction makes me believe it a little. These ghosts and the gods of this game are competing for incense, so when the eight candles are lit together, the power of these ghosts will be suppressed by the remaining sacred aura."

"Instead of believing in God, it's better to believe in yourself, right?" Qi Shiyu slightly curled his lips, opened his squinting eyes, and his gaze fell on "Xue Ming", the hint was not too obvious.

"The last gasp of a dying horse. How about I teach you another idiom?" he said.

The other players understood instantly and stopped running. Yes, there were only some insignificant ghosts around and there was only one Boss, and it seemed that there was no reinforcement. There were so many of them, and each of them was very skilled, how could they not be able to defeat a female ghost?

Everyone's faces instantly became excited.

…

Qi Shiyu withdrew his gaze.

"President...President..." a voice came from behind.

Qi Shiyu turned around and saw Mo Yangbing staggering.

He looked like he would fall asleep soon.

"Why did you wake up?" Qi Shiyu supported him.

"Yes, President, I seem to...see An An." Mo Yangbing reached out and grasped the pendant hanging around his neck.

"You'll see it when you get out."

"No, you don't know that there will be sympathy between siblings who have a good relationship." Mo Yangbing's body was covered with wounds. There were no tears on his face originally, but at this moment, tears welled up in his eyes.

"She..." Qi Shiyu suddenly fell silent. Although he was eloquent, he didn't know what to say at this moment.

"It's okay, she's not dead, but I want to talk to her again." Mo Yangbing said.

"She seems to have a lot to say to me, but I can't hear her even though I want to. President, how can I hear her?" The moment Mo Yangbing opened his eyes, his eyes were blank, and he had no faith to live anymore.

"You can have some intimacy with each other, but you can't leave Doudou behind!"

Mo Yangbing nodded randomly, not knowing whether he heard it or not.

…

"Let me show you how powerful my grandpa is!" Ye Chao gave a flying kick.

This female ghost did not have Xue Ming's skills. She was only filled with anger and resentment. Although her fire attack was powerful, she could not withstand the large number of people and was quickly defeated.

"Hey! Don't hit Xue Ming! Just use the props to exorcise ghosts!" Zhou Yang shouted.

Suddenly, the ghost girl's aura changed, and her strength seemed to have doubled.

"Hahahahahaha! They're going to succeed!"

Qi Shiyu couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat, it seemed that something had happened to Zhu Ci.

"You, you all must die!" The female ghost opened her eyes, and the whole room suddenly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The powers of the other imps have been enhanced.

The players' faces all changed.

"You, are at the end of your strength, right?" The female ghost fixed her eyes on Qi Shiyu.

Qi Shiyu narrowed his eyes and felt a pang in his heart.

"Qi Shiyu, you will surely die if you do too many evil things." Seeing Qi Shiyu attracting so much hatred, Ye Chao couldn't help but say.

Suddenly Qi Shiyu's eyes changed, and the female ghost's attack came at an unpredictable speed, more than twice as fast.

"President..." a weak voice sounded.

Mo Yangbing suddenly pushed him away.

Qi Shiyu was startled and hurried forward, but he didn't know where to start.

His body was covered in pale flames, and Mo Yangbing's face was a little unclear.

He just shook his head: "Thank you...I think I can hear my sister talking."

"Ah? Help...help!"

Ye Chao was just joking, but when he saw someone was really going to die, he was so scared that his face turned pale. Qi Shiyu's expression was scary, but you can't blame him.

"Crack." The amulet cracked at his neck, and a ball of light extinguished the flame, but at the same time, his body also dissipated.

Qi Shiyu quickly caught him and took out various rare props.

"No need, President, you know, I entered the game just for An An, just now, not because of you."

Zhou Yang stepped forward and blocked the ghost girl's attack with a knife. The other players also fought back. At this moment of life and death, those of them with a conscience knew to help them so that they had time to finish their last words. After all, everyone had experienced it before.

"Xue Ming, wake up! I'm really going to chop off your hand."

Qi Shiyu just kept silent. He really put down his hand, as if he had lost all his strength. He had seen many people off, and had long been familiar with death. He also developed the habit of not talking anymore, but occasionally he would still feel a chill.

"There is An An's aura." Mo Yangbing's expression was somewhat happy.

Qi Shiyu just looked at his expression and did not stop his death.

Seeing that innocent smile, Qi Shiyu seemed to have remembered the past. At that moment, he suddenly understood.

That rumor about the curse of the game.

Players will die because of their abilities, and the good things that are within their reach will be taken back by the game at the last moment, telling them that everything was just a delusion.

This is not a rumor.

Although Mo Yangbing did not die from losing control, does Mo Yangbing's ability really allow him to attack others indiscriminately?

Actually, it is not.

The first time Qi Shiyu met the brother and sister was not the day Mo Yangbing came to him to work.

But one day, he accidentally saw Mo An'an being bullied on the way to school after losing her parents. Mo Yangbing, who had to skip work to come and protect his sister, was beaten up by a group of people.

On the first day, I was beaten by someone. On the second day, I was chased by a dog. On the third day, on the fourth day...

Mo Yangbing learned how to fight. There is no technique in fighting. If you fall, you stand up. If you are bitten, you bite back. Except for his sister, anyone who approaches him may have bad intentions.

He was too sensitive and was afraid that An An would be hurt. He could live without the love of his parents and without going to school, but An An could not. So he only ate dry steamed bread every day and lived harder than anyone else, begging bosses everywhere to take him in and work, hoping to make more money.

At that time, all he needed was his sister's tuition and living expenses.

Mo Yangbing learned to be independent at a young age. He had no skills, only one life, and a heart that wanted to protect his sister.

actually.

Qi Shiyu never meddled in other people's business when he ran a shop, and he never hired child laborers. There were too many people living in hell, so he only took in homeless animals. As for people, he could not take in the hard-working people in this world.

But then, a little girl knocked on his door.

"Big brother, can you help us? I know your secret, and I can also tell you something you want to know."

Mo Anan was wearing a washed-out blue dress, but her young face showed unusual determination and courage.

This was an agreement between them. Mo An'an was the sister that Mo Yangbing always needed to protect and was held in the palm of his hand. At other times, Mo An'an could be Qi Shiyu's reliable partner. Mo Yangbing, who was as careful as a hair, had never discovered this.

In this way, he took in the brother and sister.

It's not surprising that Mo Yangbing entered the game to protect his sister, but he thought he needed a lot of money.

When he found out that he could only live in the game for the rest of his life, Mo Yangbing had no complaints, but just worked harder to complete dungeons and do his job. Only after he knew that An An would be in the same situation did he become anxious and beg for his help.

He was able to awaken such a skill. At first, Qi Shiyu thought that Mo Yangbing would die from losing control, but now he understood.

The game is good at seeing into people's hearts. The only way to make a player heartbroken before death is to destroy the most beautiful things in his heart.

As for Mo Yangbing, his skills are not simply about becoming stronger. No matter how old he is now, he is still at that age where his sister needs his protection when she goes to and from school. No matter how serious the injury is, he will get up again, smile and say to his sister: "I'm fine." Then secretly lick his wounds.