Chapter 154 Cute Internet Celebrity 32
"Hua Ye! Quickly restore the statue--!"
Qian Zhou turned his face away, hugged Han Cheng tightly, and used all his strength to trap him in the magic circle.
Even though he had tried his best, Qian Zhou was still slowly being led out of the magic circle by Han Cheng.
Why is Han Cheng, an academic, so strong?!
Qian Zhou hung on Han Cheng with his hands and feet. The atmosphere was too tense and time seemed to be stretched infinitely long.
Hua Ye never came back, and Qian Zhou's heart grew heavier and heavier.
But soon, Qianzhou's eyes lit up again.
A red figure slowly approached from the corner of the temple, its black hair covering its face.
It’s that female ghost!
Qianzhou didn't know if she would help, so he tried calling her name.
"Lin Qinggui!"
The female ghost paused.
"I'll help you get revenge soon! Come and help restore the magic circle!"
Lin Qinggui's eyes were extremely red under his black hair, and his eyes were full of hatred as he looked at Han Cheng.
She let out a shrill, suppressed scream, but slowly backed away.
Qian Zhou stared at her intently, "Haven't you always wanted to seek revenge on him?! Come here quickly! Otherwise, more people like you will be killed in the future!"
Lin Qinggui approached with sobs, and because the emotions were too real, Qianzhou was also shrouded in great sorrow.
It was as if a noble and beautiful woman appeared in front of him. She should have had a wonderful life, but she lost everything because of the evil monk.
Eventually, he turned into a vengeful ghost, his hands stained with blood.
But is this something she can control?
Lin Qinggui moved, and she stretched out her pale hands stained with blood.
She touched the statue lightly, but the next second, she let out an even more shrill wail, as if she was enduring pain that was enough to tear her soul apart.
Qianzhou thought to himself that this statue of God... seemed like a female ghost couldn't touch it.
Just as he was worrying about what to do, Qianzhou saw Lin Qinggui's actions and his eyes suddenly widened.
Lin Qinggui held the statue with both hands, and black smoke from burning continued to be emitted.
Screams of pain resounded throughout the temple, souls torn apart by hatred, wailing like vengeful spirits crawling out of hell.
Qian Zhou's eardrums were hurt by the shock, but he was completely moved by the scene in front of him.
"Holy crap! What's going on?!"
Hua Ye covered his ears and hurried over.
The female ghost was helping them, and the evil monk had been trapped in the magic circle.
Hua Ye reacted quickly. Seeing the other two small statues had moved from their original positions, he immediately stepped forward to straighten them.
The statue returned to its place, and the magic circle shone brightly.
Hua Ye shouted, "I didn't find the Bodhi Blood and Lotus Root Body! The magic circle is incomplete!"
Qian Zhou had no strength left. He pressed Han Cheng down and murmured:
"No...it's all there."
"What did you say?" Hua Ye couldn't hear clearly.
The magic circle slowly started to work. Han Cheng frowned and grabbed Qian Zhou's collar.
He slowly lifted him up with his arms.
"Don't even think about winning!" Qian Zhou hugged his neck.
The sound of the magic circle being activated surrounded the surroundings, and the blue light was grand and pure.
A light golden shadow fell on Qianzhou, like the Buddha sitting on a lotus seat.
But he is not Buddha, nor can he be considered a god.
They have no way to bless peace, nor the ability to attract wealth, and can only watch their "believers" bully the people and rob them on the road...
Hua Ye looked at Qian Zhou, who was shrouded in golden light, and opened his mouth.
“It really looks like…”
Everyone's attention seemed to be focused on Qian Zhou, because the golden light was too strong.
Qianzhou felt that his eyelashes were also glowing.
He blinked and lowered his eyes to find that Han Cheng was looking at him with extremely gentle eyes.
It was as if he was really a faithful believer looking at his God.
But there was no reason why Han Cheng would look at him like that.
Until a prompt sounded in Qianzhou's mind.
[Strategy Value +3]
[Current Strategy Value: 73]
Qian Zhou met Han Cheng's gaze in a daze, "Han Cheng, you..."
Thinking of the live broadcast, Qianzhou swallowed back the words "You like me".
Han Cheng lowered his eyes, chuckled and placed his hand on Qianzhou's back.
“…No intention of winning.”
Qian Zhou's eyes suddenly felt hot and he buried his head in Han Cheng's arms.
Han Cheng stroked the back of his head and said, "Okay, the game is over, you win."
"congratulations."
Qian Zhou buried his face in Han Cheng's arms and closed his eyes, as if this moment was infinitely stretched.
Victory and favored capital.
At this moment, the barrage of comments has gone crazy, with excited “Ahhhhh!!!” densely covering the entire screen.
With a plop.
Hua Ye's expression was blank as he knelt on the ground.
"Hahahahahaha! The boy in "Flowers" must have a broken heart, right?" Qiao Nan clapped wildly.
At this time, the "female ghost" also crawled up from the ground and patted the dust off her clothes.
She clapped and said, "It's finished."
Qiao Nan smiled and gave her a thumbs up, "Sister, you are amazing. I got goosebumps when you pushed the statue just now."
The light of the magic circle went out and the incandescent lamp lit up.
The whole temple became bright. Qian Zhou was still lying on Han Cheng when he saw several staff members coming out from all around.
They hurriedly helped the two men up.
“So powerful.”
Qian Zhou grabbed Han Cheng's hand, his face now red with embarrassment.
It turns out there are so many people behind the scenes, oh my god, if I had known earlier I would have kissed her secretly...
Help.
The game ended and everyone returned to the secret room headquarters. Qian Zhou held Han Cheng's hand the whole time.
Qiaonan winked at Qianzhou ambiguously, "Should we... tonight?"
"cough......"
Qianzhou didn't look at him and pretended not to hear.
Han Cheng looked at him sideways, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
Qian Zhou also looked at Han Cheng, and whispered after approaching:
"Well, let's talk about it when we get back..."
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