Chapter 353 Safe House
After sending the two lost players back to the monsters in the safe house, Dou Hongshan had no time to rest as he could not see the situation in the live broadcast room and immediately ran towards the door.
It was irrational, but her teammates were still out there.
When blocked by the monster, Dou Hongshan took a few steps back cautiously with a serious expression.
"I have to go and bring him back."
However, the pale-faced, multi-armed monster hovering at the gate did not buy it, and waved its arms to drive it away, "It's almost dawn... You, can't go out."
The sky was turning pale, and I was afraid that I would have to log out of the safe house in less than an hour.
The other players huddled in the corner of the yard didn't dare to make a sound, but just watched from behind. Just when everyone was worried that Dou Hongshan would clash with the multi-armed monster and affect others, the monster suddenly made a stop gesture.
“Here I come.”
Liu Liu turned his head and looked at the wide-open courtyard door.
In the misty copy, a high-speed mine cart shot towards this side like an arrow.
Before Dou Hongshan could react, he was grabbed by several hands and moved to the wall.
"Get out of the way, or I'll kill you."
Liuliu's expression looked a little fierce.
At the moment when the high-speed mine cart entered the door, countless hands fell down and grabbed the edge of the mine cart tightly. The 3S-level monsters were using their absolute strength to unload the force of the portable mine cart that had abandoned everything for speed, causing the mine cart to stop before crashing into the hall.
The mine cart was moving too fast, and only until the cart stopped and was carried away by the monsters did the thick smell of blood dissipate.
Liuliu is not very good at socializing with strangers.
It had the mission in mind and was worried that Dou Hongshan would ask something else, so it picked up the cart and went into the hall, slamming the door with a loud bang. It was obviously a powerful monster, but it inexplicably felt like it was fleeing in panic.
In the hall, Xu Zhiyan was still scratching his head, thinking about how to appease Party A who was making him inexplicably jealous.
“Gudong——”
A corner of the land with a green belt and the clown, who was only breathing his last breath, were dumped on the floor of the hall.
"Come back...come back!"
Liu Liu spoke as if he was seeking credit.
Looking at the clown who had completely fainted with half a piece of grass still pressing on his body, Xu Zhiyan stood up without caring about ghosts and gods, and quickly asked the monster to send the person to the side hall.
If the clown's last life-saving prop was not still struggling to work, the secondary damage of Liuliu would be enough to kill the man without anyone else's help.
The safe house system's healing ability only works on the heir himself. It was the first time that the monsters saw a player with such serious injuries. They hurriedly began to take healing items, but because the items were of too high a level, the price was very high. Xu Zhiyan rejected them one by one.
"No, a top-level status recovery potion costs more than 80,000 points per bottle. It is priceless."
"Hiss... this one won't work either. A one-time item worth over 40,000. Change it!"
"Who told you to take this out? You took out all the stuff I had saved! Put it back! This thing is out of print outside..."
"Deal with the fatal wound first, hang up the pillow, and drink some hot soup first."
"Props? Let me pick them out later..."
The whole hall was in chaos.
In the end, it was the ghosts and gods who raised their hands and solved the problem.
According to Xu Zhiyan's request, He recovered 80% of the clown's injuries.
Even though he was jealous about the note just now, the ghost felt better when he saw Xu Zhiyan being so stingy and reluctant to use props when facing the clown.
As expected, He is the most special person to Xu Zhiyan.
No matter how many things He broke before, His sweetheart never lost her temper and even bought Him a new chair.
However, the ghost god who has recovered most of his strength is no longer the confused god before. He desires more. Endless love is both honey and torture.
While the clown was still asleep, the ghost grabbed Xu Zhiyan's hand and clasped his fingers.
The young man who was about to put on the mask was stunned and turned back with a puzzled look.
"You wrote a note to a man today and brought another man into the house." The ghost spoke in a hoarse voice, and his fingertips couldn't help but tighten.
After saying this, He felt a little regretful, but the words had already been spoken and could not be changed.
As his memory was completed, he could no longer control his possessiveness.
Contradictory thoughts keep pulling at each other.
He wanted to see Xu Zhiyan standing above everyone else, shining like a pearl, but he was also afraid that someone would covet his treasure, so he couldn't help but want to hold the person in his arms and lock him up so that no one could see him except himself.
The burning passion had already burned out the rationality of the ghosts and gods.
But He tried His best to control Himself, telling Himself to restrain His nature and appear to be a gentle and harmless lover.
That's good.
He shouldn't ask for more.
Xu Zhiyan has ideals and ambitions. Such a dazzling person should not be buried in the darkness without seeing the sun. Before his sanity completely collapses, he should try his best to cooperate with the other party.
Hearing these suggestive words, Xu Zhiyan's expression froze for a moment.
What? Will the love-brain attack continue?
He subconsciously wanted to explain the reason and what he was going to do next, but when he met the abyss-like eyes of a ghost or god, Xu Zhiyan suddenly shut up.
Forget it. Anyway, the ghost and god are in love and the other party won’t listen to anything he explains directly.
He knew Bai Jin.
Just as Bai Jin understood him.
The other party's golden eyes seem peaceful, but he is actually a very crazy guy, otherwise there wouldn't be so many weird and extreme characters.
After thinking for a moment, Xu Zhiyan turned his head, handed the mask in his hand back, and winked at the monsters.
"Give me ten minutes."
Why not try a more effective method to appease his most precious possession?
Qu Ji was the most discerning. Before he retreated, he heard the clown's vague groaning, as if he was about to wake up. A hand instantly stretched out from his cracked back and hit the other party's neck fiercely. After confirming that the other party had fainted again, he dragged him to another empty room.
Soon, the side hall became completely quiet.
After the monsters and the person they were talking to left, only Guishen and Xu Zhiyan were left standing there.
Perhaps realizing that his words had affected the progress of his beloved's plan, the ghost loosened his hand, pursed his lips for a long time before slowly opening his mouth.
But He didn't know what to say.
Should I apologize? Apologize for disrupting the other person's plan... maybe I can get a kiss in return, He couldn't help thinking.
Before he could figure out how to start his speech, Xu Zhiyan reached into his pocket and pulled out a black signing pen and a few blank cards.
When the ghosts and gods saw this, their helpless and lost mood suddenly improved.
Although they were just some insignificant cards, He would be very happy to receive something from His beloved no matter what it was.
You should be able to write a lot of pages in ten minutes.
However, Xu Zhiyan did not start writing the cards.
He held the blank card in his hand along with the pen, then lowered his head and began to fumble around on his body, obviously looking for something else.
The ghost held his breath. He didn't know what the lover in front of him wanted to do, but when he found that the other party didn't write a card, his mood obviously became much worse.
...Actually, you can just write one.
Xu Zhiyan didn't notice anything unusual about the ghost, or maybe he noticed it but didn't care. He fumbled in his pocket for a long time before finally taking out a thicker black oil-based pen, uncapped it, and drew a line on his palm.
Well, not bad, it’s the kind he wanted, with the right thickness and waterproof.
Looking up at the silent ghost, Xu Zhiyan squinted his eyes and spoke.
"My handwritten little cards are very expensive, 10 million points each."
"But since you are my greatest asset, if you choose plan A, then after I finish my work today and wait until the celebration starts tomorrow, I will write you a hundred copies for free."
As he spoke, he slapped a dozen blank cards and a pen in his hand on the ghost's chest and then let go.
“Crash——”
The cards were scattered all over the floor, and the pen also fell to the ground and rolled away.
Without paying attention to the card that fell to the ground, Xu Zhiyan fumbled to take the ghost's hand again, placed the selected waterproof oil pen in the other's hot palm, and his voice became much softer.
"It's just that the card is made of a special material. If the person who receives the card looks away, it will burn to ashes."
"So I don't recommend you choose this option."
Xu Zhiyan's voice echoed throughout the space. His clear voice seemed to have a hook, and all the attention of ghosts and gods was focused on the other person's opening and closing lips.
"What about plan B?"
Only after he spoke did he realize that his voice was terribly hoarse.
He felt his hand being guided by Xu Zhiyan and placed on the other's chest. Through the elegant and thick black suit, he felt as if he could touch the young man's beating heart.
"Plan B is much more interesting!"
Xu Zhiyan's voice rose a few notches, and it was hard to tell whether his tone was one of excitement or nervousness.
He let the hand holding the ghost's hand slowly move down his chest, slide to his waist, and then continue down, stopping at the outside of his thigh through his suit pants.
At this moment, the other person's palm was separated from him by a pen and thick clothes, but the atmosphere around him began to become extremely ambiguous.
"Just putting words on paper is boring."
"This pen is yours, and we can have a holiday when the celebration starts."
He leaned forward, and the two of them were almost touching.
"I'm definitely more interesting than those cards. You can write something on me, anything..."
Xu Zhiyan's voice slowed down to the softest, almost inaudible.
He pressed the other person's hand and slid it to the right side of his thigh, and continued as if to give a clear instruction: "We have a few days. How many...rights do you think we can write here?"
But after he finished speaking, Xu Zhiyan immediately took two steps back, his expression became serious, and his tone became much more normal.
"There must be other conflicts in the Dark Alley. I plan to persuade two people from the Endless Card to rebel. The summoner's condition is very problematic. I don't understand why she would cooperate with the main system..."
Worried that the ghosts and gods would not be able to absorb other information, Xu Zhiyan took advantage of every opportunity and tried to use unexpected methods to fill Party A's mind with the information about what was going to be done next.
After saying that, he reached out and grabbed the other person's collar, forcing the ghost to lower his head.
"Bai Jin, no one is more important than you. Be good when I talk to Xiao Cai the Clown. Do whatever I tell you to do."
After Xu Zhiyan finished speaking in a coaxing tone, he stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of the ghost's mouth.
He is not a shy person.
He will use his own way to eliminate Bai Jin's anxiety.
It’s a pity that Xu Zhiyan still failed to successfully instill the last point of knowledge.
After hearing the previous content, Guishen had completely shut down, with his mind filled with the oil pen in his hand.
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