She deliberately took Zhou Xianghong's hand and patted the back of her hand gently.

Who wouldn't be able to act?

Drama spirit Tong Mu, the winner of the next Oscar!

In fact, her hairs stood on end. She was holding the hand of a ghost who didn't know if it was a human or a ghost.

As a client, there is only one feeling.

It's cool, it's so cold!

This cold hand freezer!

Just now, the uncle spoke again, "Little boy, you kid, if you're sick, just rest well, and run out to make a lot of fun!" ”

He looked at Fu Guanmo condemningly, and his tone was quite disapproving.

"Mu Wazi, if you don't take good care of your daughter-in-law, you take her out to blow the cold wind in the middle of the night."

Fu Guanmo: ......

Tong Mu: ......

Uncle, you are very brave, she can laugh for a lifetime.

According to the setting in the game, she and Fu Guanmo are both from the countryside, and it is normal to have such a nickname.

Seeing that Fu Guanmo's face was getting heavier and heavier, it seemed that he was about to explode. Tong Mu hurriedly stopped the uncle.

"Grandpa Wang, you misunderstood, I wanted to run out and take a look."

Uncle Wang took his iconic pu fan and patted Tong Mu's head.

"You kid, if you don't have a good brain, you have to rest more, what is there to let Mu Wazi ......"

The uncle chattered endlessly, and Tong Mu almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Zhou Xianghong also stood up, looking at Tong Mu with red eyes.

"Xiaotong, it's also the middle of the night, you are not in good health, go back and rest."

"Yes." Uncle Wang waved his fan impatiently, and said to Fu Guanmo: "Mu Wazi, don't bring her back yet!" ”

The man's tall body stiffened, he was silent for a moment, walked towards Tong Mu, and said lightly: "Xiao Tong, go back and rest with me." ”

The two went back to the room as they wished, and the door slammed shut, blocking the view from the outside.

As soon as he entered the room, Tong Mu burst out laughing.

Fu Guanmo walked into the room without changing his face, and suddenly looked back at her.

"What are you laughing at?"

Tong Mu was stunned for a moment and said softly, "It's nothing." ”

"I just think Uncle Wang is very cute."

Thinking of the uncle who was a wooden baby, Fu Guanmo's face darkened, and he glanced at her without being salty.

"You're amazing, and you have a good relationship with this group of NPCs."

Tong Mu followed into the bedroom and retorted, "How do you know he's an NPC?" What if he's a gamer? ”

Fu Guanmo turned off the light and lay back on the bed on the ground.

After a while, Tong Mu heard his voice.

"From the time you entered the game until now, every time you see him, does he have that pu fan in his hand?"

Tong Mu was stunned, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

"I see."

It's like some of the fixed NPCs in the game who get important clues and always wear the same clothes.

Uncle Wang's pu fan is a symbol of NPC.

Tong Mu closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

There was a lot of noise outside the door, and it didn't take long for calm to be restored under the mediation of Uncle Wang.

Three of them walked into the leftmost house and quietly closed the door.

"Brother Hao, do you think there are players among these people?"

One of them, a shorter, sallow-faced woman, spoke.

The man who was called Brother Hao was a bit tall and looked a little thin.

"It's not clear for the time being, but the couple is a little suspicious, but it seems that they are quite familiar with the other people in the building, so I can't be completely sure."

Zhao Ling's face was solemn, "Do you think they are not?" ”

Wu Hao sighed and sat on the bed.

"It's hard to say, I can't see it anyway at the moment."

He looked at the other shorter man, "Wang Bo, what do you think?" ”

Wang Bo sat on the bed and hesitated to speak.

"Actually, I think...... That woman shouldn't be a player......"

Before he finished speaking, he was slammed on the head by Zhao Ling.

"Wang Bo, don't deliberately excuse others because she is good-looking!"

She rolled her eyes and looked at him with hatred.

"It's a game, it's going to die! If you're not careful, you'll die! ”

"Put away your dirty mind early!" She stretched out her index finger and poked Wang Bo's head fiercely.

Wang Bo was a little aggrieved, asked his opinion, and beat him again.

"No, Sister Ling, as soon as I entered the game this afternoon, I saw her in the courtyard below, chatting with a group of old men."

"Those seventy or eighty-year-old uncles and aunts can't be reincarnators."

Zhao Ling was silent, and Wu Hao raised his hand and signaled the two not to quarrel.

"Since that's the case, then observe her tomorrow and you'll know if it's a player or an NPC."

As he spoke, he smiled disdainfully.

"After playing so many games, I haven't seen a single player who would disguise himself as an NPC."

Zhao Ling also frowned.

"Brother Hao, what should we do next?"

Wu Hao glanced at the two of them and muttered, "The most important thing at the moment is to find the other players in this dungeon as soon as possible." ”

Zhao Ling nodded, her face a little solemn.

"As long as you can join forces with other people, it's easy to beat the game."

Wu Hao smiled, with the light on his back, his face in the shadows.

"Yes, Xiaoling, we just want to clear the game alive......"

Zhao Ling's eyes were a little moist, and she choked up: "Brother Hao......"

During this time, they were plagued by horror death games.

At first, everyone thought it was a prank.

It wasn't until they saw someone around them dying because of the game that they realized the seriousness of the problem.

It's not a prank.

It's a game of death.

The chosen one unfortunately becomes a reincarnation, dies in the game, and dies in reality.

They tried a lot of ways and found a lot of people, but they couldn't escape the game.

Now, it's just a matter of resignation.

Wu Hao looked at her lightly, his eyes flashing slightly.

Both of them are people who haven't experienced airport games, unlike him.

He's already beaten several games of death, so he understands the benefits of the game.

From the panic and fear at the beginning, to the current contentment.

He can be regarded as figuring out some of the rules.

Seeing Zhao Ling crying bitterly because of his words or two, Wu Hao felt disdainful in his heart.

Women are stupid.

A little quieter can coax them to soften their hearts and gain their full trust.

Conquering a woman, for him, is not it easy?

Wu Hao pinched his fingers, and remembered the girl in the couple just now.

From time to time, that beautiful face crossed the bottom of his heart.

An NPC, a thrillingly beautiful NPC.

He smiled and turned to look at Wang Bo.

"Wang Bo, did you hear what I just said?"

Wang Bo nodded, a sweat on his face.

"Brother Hao, don't worry, I'll go out tomorrow to inquire about which players are."

Wu Hao nodded, and said in a deep voice: "You go back to your room tonight, there will be nothing to do in the future, especially when there are outsiders, don't expose our relationship." ”