There were fewer clowns in the hall, and the blood-splashing scene was gone.

The entire hall is back to its normal and clean appearance.

Lu Xingyun held the sword, his eyes focused on the blade, and he was engrossed.

"Are you researching the material?" Yuan Qingli approached, woke him up, and his beautiful eyes twitched.

"Yes, this sword is very peculiar, not gold, not iron, not ceramic. I wondered if I could take it away. ”

Lu Xingyun didn't care about the resentful gaze of the clown next to him at all.

"Then I'll bring one too."

The two of them just carried the murder weapon and walked out of the gate.

The idea is great, but there are people who don't want to.

The clown snatched the sword.

The two had to go out empty-handed.

Leaving the service hall, Lu Xingyun finally remembered his original purpose.

"I was separated from Bo Zijin, and that road idiot doesn't know where to run now."

Yuan Qingli took out the old mobile phone brought from the previous copy.

It's 23:15.

They have clearly violated the first rule of the rest area for a good night's sleep.

Gotta get back quickly.

Otherwise, it is not known what will happen.

Lu Xingyun glanced at the mobile phone in her palm, not surprised, not curious, and not asking.

In this game, everyone has their own secrets and life-saving items.

He's not going to explore.

Yuan Qingli overlooked.

"Don't worry, isn't that the one in the corner?"

Lu Xingyun also saw it.

The man in the suit, looking around blankly, slightly annoyed, stepped into the light from the corner of the wall covered in shadows.

Bo Zijin stood under the lamp, and the dim light magnified his shadow and fell to the ground.

The slender figure, the slightly messy hair fluttered in the wind, and even the shadow followed the light mist.

Lonely and lonely.

The three of them gathered, Bo Zijin's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he was about to speak, but was blocked by Yuan Qingli's voice.

"If you have anything to say, go back to the rest area first. It's past eleven o'clock. ”

Pain in the abdomen, nervousness.

So far, everything that has happened has taken a lot of energy off her body.

It's hard to hide the exhaustion.

No one wants to rest more than she does in the bed in the lounge area.

She would love to experience the experience and the feeling of a good night's sleep!

Yuan Qingli dragged her tired legs to the rest area.

Bo Zijin was blocked in his throat with a mouthful of anger, and it was difficult to swallow.

He turned his head and glared at Lu Xingyun.

There was anger in his eyes accompanied by resentment.

"I knew I wouldn't come to you, you idiot."

It was rare to see a new emotion appear on Bo Zijin's cold eyebrows.

Lu Xingyun only thought it was funny, and he didn't bother to refute it.

He quickened his pace and caught up with Yuan Qingli.

Someone who knows the way takes the lead, and when they arrive at the rest area, it takes five minutes for the three of them.

The door to the rest area, which was open in the afternoon, is closed at the moment.

Like a giant beast sleeping in the dark.

Through one of the doors, a faint light in the hall can be seen. A familiar figure could be faintly seen, holding her eight long, thin legs.

The eight legs have different postures and are quite lazy.

Lu Xingyun stepped forward and knocked on the door.

No one responded.

Bo Zijin also walked under the wind chimes and rang the wind chimes.

The two-pronged approach was untouched, and the people inside did not move. Even a hint of a crack in the door is stingy.

"Boss Jin, I'm Yuan Qingli. Are you there? Sorry for the delay, so we came back late. ”

In the middle of the night, there was a sound of golden mist inside.

"Sister Yuan, I'm sorry, I can't open the door for you now. It's past eleven o'clock. ”

Yuan Qingli was suspicious in her heart, and asked loudly: "Can't you be accommodating?" Even if you leave the door open for a second, it will do. ”

"Personally, I'd love to open the door for you, but no."

Listening carefully, there was a bit of coldness in Jin Mist's tone.