Chapter 22: God's Spokesman
As soon as the mysterious voice disappeared, Lao Tan laughed out loud and said, "Hahaha, it's finally here, it's finally here, cough cough." ”
"Wait for what? Old Tan, do you know what this is?" Chen Jincai asked in surprise.
Lao Tan coughed a few times and said:
"Of course I know, this is the biggest secret of this prison - God's death game, this game is a god, held in this cell from time to time, every time it is held, there will only be three people left in ten people, and the remaining three people can not only get out of prison, but also get treasures, treasures can be cultivation, can be lifespan, can be treasures, can be all kinds of things, this is also the reason why I applied to be transferred to this cell, I can't live long, and this game is my chance!"
A game of death held by the gods? Three out of ten? Out? Treasure?
After listening to Lao Tan's explanation, a strange atmosphere appeared in this cell.
"I see, Wang Ying's advice is because of this!" Li Qingfeng thought to himself.
"Click! Click! A sound appeared that seemed to be shattering glass.
At this time, a black iron door appeared out of thin air, and the iron door appeared on the wall, with a lot of strange lines on it, which is different from the texture on the cards and cards, and it can also be said to be a different type of pattern.
"Click!" The door opened, and a man walked out!
It's a woman, wearing a long red and black dress, with long white hair that has fallen to her knees, and a pair of blood pupils, looking very much like Xia Mo!
"Xia Mo? No, it's not Xia Mo! Li Qingfeng looked at the woman's appearance, and thought in surprise, really, very similar to Xia Mo, but it is a little different from Xia Mo, in terms of temperament, it gives people a lazy feeling, there is no active atmosphere like Xia Mo, and the figure is not the same, taller than Xia Mo, the big place is definitely not small, not like Xia Mo's pseudo-mother, dead, flat, chest!
"I am God." The woman said calmly.
God? Everyone, looking at her in amazement, this woman is a god? It's really fake, it doesn't feel like it! Shall we kneel for her?
"'s assistant and spokesperson, my name is Charity." The woman yawned and said again.
"Can you talk about it, don't just say half of it!" Everyone thought at the same time, this is a 360-degree turn! Do you know that heart disease is so scary!
"Shay? What does it have to do with Xia Mo. Li Qingfeng squinted his eyes and thought to himself.
"I'll announce it first, the rules of the prelude, uh, what's the point, oh, forgot, you guys wait, I'll find the written manuscript." Xia Yi said the rules at the beginning, and everyone concentrated, and as a result.
"This... Is it really God's helper, his spokesman?" This is what everyone thinks, but no one dares to say it.
"Oh, I found it." Shay pulled out a blank piece of paper.
Xia Yi opened his mouth and said with a smile:
"The prelude to the game is called, three nights and three deaths! Rules, starting tomorrow night, every night, one person must die! Until three people died, that is, three nights. Who is going to die? You voted for it! The way to vote is that you meditate on that person that night, and whoever gets the most votes, die! Of course, if you think you are a bad character, a nuisance, and think you will get more votes, you can do it and kill other people! Because it is stipulated that only one person dies in one night, and if you kill the others, you naturally do not have to die. However, you are not allowed to kill people except at night, if you do! Well, if you want to die, I will fulfill you. ”
After listening to the words of Xia Yi, the spokesperson of the gods, Li Qingfeng's scalp was a little numb, the three people who had just been taught by him, would they not retaliate against him?
"I'm leaving!" Xia Yi entered the iron gate, and it was pitch black, and everyone watched her leave.
As a result, Xia Yi walked back, patted his head, and said, "I almost forgot, for the sake of fairness, Cassius can get three white cards and an engraving pen." ”
"Well, God's spokesman, that's it!" Once again, because of Xia Yi's memory, everyone refreshed their understanding of God's spokesman.
Xia Yi snapped his fingers, and Li Qingfeng, Lao Tan, Chen Jincai, and Xu Ming all appeared in front of them, with three white cards and a golden engraved pen.
Then she entered the iron gate, which closed and disappeared, and this time, she was really gone.
Li Qingfeng looked at the white card in his hand, these three white cards have a feeling of light and transparent, and there is a pattern on the edge, which is the same type as the pattern on the black iron door just now, this white card is better than that of the casual shop!
The golden engraved pen, as soon as Li Qingfeng picked it up, he felt that his mental power unconsciously poured into it, this engraved pen is better!
Li Qingfeng observed the expressions of the three other people who got the white card and the engraved pen, there was joy, calm, and cold!
Tonight, destined for sleeplessness!