Chapter 17: Horror Games (17)
The three of them walked and walked, and Xiao Zhe suddenly stopped moving.
Wu Qiao looked at him, "What's wrong?" ”
Ming Lonely also turned his head to look at him.
Xiao Zhe lowered his head and stretched out his left hand, the sun on the ring shone with golden light, "It seems that something is wrong." ”
Wu Qiao took a look, looked up and looked around, her eyes stared at one place, and a smile rose at the corner of her mouth, "We seem to have come to a very interesting place." ”
The two followed her gaze.
Not far ahead, the walls of a house shimmered with two different kinds of light, one that would ignore the faint black light if you didn't look closely, and the other that looked like a golden light.
Ming Lonely asked, "Shall we go over and have a look?" ”
Xiao Zhe stared directly at the golden light that was the same as the one on his ring, "Go and have a look." ”
He always felt that the light emitted by the ring at this time was suggesting something.
Wu Qiao also said with interest: "Let's go." ”
The three of them came to this wall, and as soon as Xiao Zhe walked in, the golden light of the wall disappeared, leaving only a faint black light.
At the same time, the glow of the ring on his finger vanished, as if only to guide them here.
Ming Lonely subconsciously reached out and touched the wall, and a strong attraction sucked him in.
The whole person disappeared under the eyes of Wu Qiao and Xiao Zhe.
The two glanced at each other, and Wu Qiao said, "Let's go in and have a look." ”
"Okay." Xiao Zhe nodded.
Then he reached out and clasped her hand tightly together.
She was slightly stunned.
He smiled at her, "That way you won't get separated." ”
"Hmm."
I don't know what will be in there, so it's safe to hold it this way, and her goal is to protect him.
It's just that she can't help but think to herself, she always feels that this kind of holding is a little too intimate.
At the same time, both of them touched the wall with one free hand, and a strong attraction sucked them in.
The scene changes before them, and the two come to a room with many men and women.
"Buckwheat."
Ming Lonely walked over, his eyes darkening where the two of them were holding their hands.
"Hmm." Wu Qiao looked around, and there were seven people sitting at a large round table, including a man and a woman, whom he had seen in the original room.
The other five people are an old man who looks about fifty years old, a middle-aged uncle, a young man, and two girls who are close to each other.
Their eyes all looked at the two who had just entered.
Xiaomin couldn't help but widen her eyes when she looked at Wu Qiao, and whispered to her boyfriend: "That girl is very powerful." ”
"Yes." Wang Hagi responded.
Both of them had seen Wu Qiao kill the ghost with a spell in the room at the beginning, showing special abilities.
There was only a large round table and stools in the room, except for people.
There were only ten stools, and only three were empty in the room.
The three of them looked at each other and sat down on the remaining stools.
Xiao Zhe sat on the left side of Wu Qiao, and Ming Lonely sat on the right side of Wu Qiao.
"Players are seated, please check your ID cards."
The voice of the machine suddenly sounded out of thin air.
Immediately after, a round gray medallion appeared in front of each person.
Wu Qiao raised her eyebrows, ready to reach out and take a look, but found that her left hand was still held by the male protagonist.
Xiao Zhe seemed to notice something, and turned his head to look at her.
Wu Qiao's eyes motioned for him to let go.
His lips moved, and he said silently, You have another hand.
Then he turned his head away from looking at her.
Wu Qiao: "......"