Seeing Gu Diemeng die in front of him, Zhao Mengmeng fell to the ground crying, her voice full of pain. But she couldn't help it, not only she couldn't, but everyone else too.

Seeing that Gu Diemeng died, the others were happy. At least this time they won't die.

The game goes on. Although the boatmen of the third class of junior high school have done their best to prevent death from happening. But more than six people were devoured.

Soon it was Zhao Mengmeng's turn, Zhao Mengmeng stretched out his hand and took the boatman's hand. Then he rushed towards the opposite bank. After coming to the other side, Zhao Mengmeng breathed a sigh of relief.

But that's not the end of it, it's just the beginning. Then comes the time to put a boatman to the test. The boatman pulled another ghost, and the balance was broken.

There are one more ghosts than people, so one of the ghosts looked around with murderous eyes, and his eyes were full of bloodthirst.

The people around him were immediately shocked and curled up backwards one by one. In particular, some teachers squatted directly on the ground. It seems that in the face of death, these teachers are not so heroic and fearless.

"Don't eat me, don't eat me. I have money, a lot of money. A fat man shouted, looking timidly at the ghost. But the ghost didn't look at him, but looked elsewhere.

And the one who is gazed at by it. All of them dodged their gazes. One of them even shouted: "Don't eat me, don't eat me." ”

"If you want to eat, eat Zhao Mengmeng."

"Yes, eat her if you want to."

"She's not a good thing anyway. I didn't save him when he saw death. ”

"Yes."

For a while, Zhao Mengmeng was like a thousand people, which made her pale and overwhelmed. She looked around at the girls and their parents, and they all saw schadenfreude in their eyes.

This made her even more flustered, it wasn't that she didn't want to save Gu Diemeng. It's that she can't save it at all. After all, this kind of thing has not happened before. In the first year of junior high school, there was a parent who just wanted to save his son. As a result, he himself died. He traded his life for his son's.

But she couldn't do it because she wasn't that great. Although Gu Diemeng is her very good friend. But it is impossible to let her trade her life for it.

And this group of people can't do it either, but they blame themselves. I watched as I was pushed to the front desk. Zhao Mengmeng was completely desperate.

The ghost's gaze was already on her, just when she thought she was dead. But the ghost pounced. Knock a fat man to the ground and nibble on it.

This made the people around him stunned, such a beautiful little girl didn't eat it, but went to eat the fat man. Do ghosts also know how to pity incense and cherish jade? It's just that they don't know that for ghosts, obese people are the most delicious food.

Seeing Zhao Mengmeng escape, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, I really didn't know what to do just now. What should I do if Zhao Mengmeng dies, I have no way to save her.

"It's dangerous. If that ghost isn't picky, your little wife will be gone. Yang Yaxin said to me.

I glared at him, didn't say anything more, and looked into the distance. Continue watching the game of ghost luck.

The third class of junior high school is still going on, and there are still people dying. But Zhao Mengmeng was finally spared ☆ The third class of the third junior high school finally completed the ghost game at the cost of twenty deaths.

When the game was over, everyone cheered, and everyone had tears in their eyes. This victory was really hard-won.

And the people who watched the live broadcast on the Internet also cheered one by one. Because the third class of junior high school has the lowest number of deaths. At least thirty people died in the other classes.

When Zhao Mengmeng rushed towards me, I couldn't help it anymore and hugged her. And Guan Yao and Ye Ruoxue also looked at her kindly.

"I thought I was going to lose you." I hugged her and muttered to myself. The body trembled with fear. Zhao Mengmeng smiled slightly, let me hold her tightly in her arms, she muttered to herself: "Don't worry, your little wife will not die." ”

"If you die, I'll have one less competitor. Not bad. Ye Ruoxue said indifferently, but her eyes were also looking at her. It seems to be a little nostalgic.

"You can't bear to let me die." Zhao Mengmeng turned around and hugged her again and said.

"It's better if you're dead." Ye Ruoxue pinched her face and said, and then they laughed together. It was an indescribable moment for them.

Looking at us like this, it was difficult for others to understand. Especially Li Yuechan and them.

"This Zhang Wei is so ugly, why are there so many women with him?" Li Yuechan asked puzzled.

"It should be sympathy, for them, there is no future at all≡ but they have to cherish every day. Of course, we are not the same. Ye Donggu said self-deprecatingly.

Hearing Ye Donggu's words, Li Yuechan nodded thoughtfully, and then stopped saying anything.

The end of the third year of junior high school is the first year of high school, and the ghost game is still so ruthless. But there are so many math teachers on the playground, and there are also top students. Many people quickly worked out a way to avoid mass casualties.

Although this method is quite bad, it is quite reliable. It's about sacrificing one part and then determining the next. Of course, the number of casualties was as low as five.

Although it is very helpless, it is the best way. Therefore, these first-year high school people have accepted this clause one by one. After all, everyone has a life.

Seeing that there were more than 100 people in Gao Yiyi, I couldn't help but admire that these numbers would greatly increase the difficulty. After all, the further back you go, the harder it becomes.

At the beginning of transporting one or two, I knew how many people were on the other side. But with the greater the number of people, then the boatmen will not know how many.

As a result, there was a mistake and a ghost was transported, causing more cases of ghosts killing people. This is not surprising, man is not a god after all, and there will always be cases where things go wrong. More than one acre of edge talent.

It's impossible to make a mistake without making a single mistake. Even if some top students are selected as boatmen, the result is similar.

Faced with this situation, it is natural that someone will count for him. And remind the boatman in time. In this tense situation. Mistakes are still inevitable.

The mortality rate in the first year of higher education is significantly lower than that of the junior high school age. However, there are exceptions, and after the boatman is chosen to be the parent, then this happens.

Parents are not thinking about the survival of their class at all, but about the situation of their children. He will do everything he can to protect his children. And that's just what led to more deaths.

But no matter what, the love of the father and the love of the mother are great, and no one is qualified to condemn them. Even those who watched the live webcast were very understanding.

"If this happens to my daughter, I will do whatever it takes to keep her alive. As for the safety of the class, what does it have to do with me, and it is not my child. A netizen expressed his opinion.

"yes, if it were me, I'm afraid it would be the same."

"People are selfish, and no one can say anything about anyone."

In such a game of five classes held together, the pace is very fast, because each person only has half an hour, which is shortened by the king.

This also makes the game of ghost luck even more brutal, and every step has to be planned seamlessly. That's how it can really be solved.

The age of the first year of high school passed quickly, and surprisingly, there was a very powerful student in the first year of high school. With his help, only six people died in the ghost game.

This number is already record-breaking, and it is jaw-dropping. In this case, many people hurriedly asked for his secret. Of course, the secret that came out in the end was nonsense.

Because of the class of the first year of high school, there are only more than 20 people. As long as you are careful, the death will be low.

Now everyone understands that there is no so-called shortcut, and the only choice is to find a way to find the one with the lowest mortality rate.

After the first year of high school, it will be the second year of high school, and then it will be the third year of high school soon.

The king is like the god of death, constantly reaping human life. All the corpses that fell to the ground were devoured by the demons. There was only a whole bunch of clothes left.

"It's going to be your third year of high school soon, what should you do?" I looked at Ye Donggu and said.

"This should be something we all think about, just before the game of Kings, we had transferred to Class Five. Don't you know? Ye Donggu said.