【Witch God!! Be sure to let them through with lack of care! 】

[Raw points, 200 points for the witch god, 500 points for others, ask for more blessings first? ] 】

[The witch god doesn't know if you can see it, our side shows that Song Wen knows that the three of them are cannon fodder male partners, and they are going to die...... So, if they complete this mission, they can get life-saving skills. 】

[Yes, yes, Zhou Yunwei too! ] It turned out to be a green tea actress or something?? I'm also a little confused, witch god, you sort out the information yourself. 】

Wu Yue saw the information of netizens and fell into deep thought slightly.

She knew that the tasks triggered when she leveled up were inevitable, but that would make her really angry, and now that she had calmed down, something was wrong.

Choosing someone close to her to participate in the game with her, is the purpose of making her lose her sense of proportion?

The others are wiped out, and she continues to travel to the next world, torturing her spirit is harmful to this live broadcast room.

You don't have to.

If the system was for her own good at the beginning, and to help the people around her with high closeness to change their fate, then the information that netizens said that she couldn't see was true.

Que Guanghuai, Song Wenzhi, Qian Bolun, and Zhou Yunwei are the shadows cast by the cannon fodder characters, and in the real world, they may die or be injured due to an accident, reaching the tragic end of the cannon fodder characters.

Speaking of which, Mu Junyan's appearance also made her very concerned.

To catch the evil ghost Song Sui'an, he only needs to let the black and white impermanence speak, and he has to come to the eighteenth class to teach as a teacher, wasting most of his time on teaching in the world.

Is Yan Jun already so idle?

Wu Yue thought that he must have other purposes. What is it?

Suddenly, a cool breeze poured into the wardrobe, Wu Yue shrank her neck slightly and looked up.

This is an ancient village, dark embracing low houses, the tallest building here is only the third floor, hazy and hidden under the night, occasionally not real, there will be an illusion of an ownerless city.

The moonlight whispers, and the shadows of the lush trees are full of shadows and rustling.

The red lanterns hung in front of every house were not lit, and it was pitch black.

"Some abilities can't be used, you have to be careful." The whisper of the young man sounded in her ears, and Wu Yue was stunned.

The palm condensed slightly, but what was condensed was a piece of air.

And so it was.

[Please go to the three-story building and join the other players]

The two of them looked up at the same time, and the tallest small building in the entire village was very conspicuous, and it was the only one.

They walked briskly, and the door was locked from the inside.

Yan Chiyu knocked on the door, and a slightly frightened voice came from inside: "Who... Don't, don't open the door! ”

The sound insulation of the door is obviously average, and the decibel level of the person who speaks is several degrees higher than the usual voice. Yan Chiyu and Wu Yue outside the door heard it clearly.

It's just that those people don't need to open the door, and the door suddenly unlocks automatically.

Hearing a click, Yan Chiyu stretched out his hand to push the door. The light shines through, revealing the scene inside the door.

It was a hall about the size of an ordinary classroom, with an ordinary round table, and four unknown people sat around it.

On a bench not far from the round table, a man and a woman sit.

When they saw the person at the door, they immediately jumped up: "Yueyue! ”

"Brother Yan!"

Those two were Song Wenzhi and Zhou Yunwei, their frightened expressions eased slightly, and they ran over and threw themselves into their arms, crying.

Yan Chiyu was a little disgusted with Song Wenzhi in his arms, but he didn't kick people away, he raised his hand and picked up the back of Song Wenzhi's fate: "Keep your distance." ”

"Brother Yan......" Song Wenzhi raised his head pitifully, "I'm panicking now." It feels like I'm dreaming. ”

On her side, Wu Yue patted Zhou Yunwei's back and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

【Orange is a great thing】

[Suddenly want to stand in a cult hahaha]