Xie Qing grabbed Lin Weaving's ankle and walked up, his fingers touching the kiss marks he had left.

The sun is so warm that my heart seems to be melted by the sun.

Chapter 149: The Ghost Wife of Infinite Players

There were others not far from the pool, Xie Qing didn't want to go too far, just kissed Lin Zhi's leg.

Xie Qing's cheek was pressed against Lin Zhi's leg, he looked up at him and asked, "Wife, you won, what wishes do you want me to fulfill you?" ”

He was a little curious and expectant, not knowing what Lin Zhi wanted him to do.

"Not yet, I'll talk about it later."

Lin Zhi didn't rush to use this wish, the slight itching sensation on his leg made him a little unbearable, he wanted to bend his leg and kick Xie Qing away a little, but accidentally stepped on Xie Qing's face.

The touch of the foot made Lin Zhi slightly startled, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, looking at Xie Qing who was holding his ankle.

"Wishes never expire, I'm waiting for you."

The corners of Xie Qing's lips rose, and his voice was no longer as clear as it had just been, and became hoarse.

Then he sighed a little distressedly: "Wife, after meeting you, I often regret that I am a very moral person. ”

At that moment, he really had the idea that he didn't care if his teammates lived or died, and he wanted to drag Lin Weaving into the water as if no one was around, or push him to the shore.

If only Lin Weaving could enter his resting space, so that there would be no people and things in their way.

Lin Zhi was surprised: "It turns out that you still have this kind of thing." ”

Xie Qingxiao's shoulders shrugged: "Wife, you are so humorous." ”

Very good, very good, under his influence, Lin Zhi can already play tricks and jokes with him.

If Lin Zhi wasn't joking with him, it would be even cuter hahahahahaha.

Meng Ling's faint voice came from not far away, and she said, "I don't want to disturb you, but it seems that someone is about to wake up, can you come and faint?" ”

Meng Ling didn't have a weapon at hand, she couldn't control her strength with her hands, so she could only bother the little couple.

Xie Qing whispered: "Wife, go ahead, it's not convenient for me now." ”

Lin Zhi didn't need to look at it to know his situation, and he didn't have any intention of letting him openly walk the bird, and the mist overflowed from his fingertips.

Meng Ling saw Wu Zhongchuan, who had originally raised his head, faint again, and turned around in shock.

She could only see the back of the young man sitting by the pool, and she couldn't see Xie Qing, but Xie Qing's voice seemed to sound in her ears again.

- My wife is amazing!

Ahhhhh

Meng Ling became more and more envious of Xie Qing, how could he be so lucky, he had such a beautiful and strong object, but it was a pity that she was not a handsome guy with a white skin, otherwise she could recommend herself.

- Others are single, I have my wife with me, if the mentality is not good, is it too much?

Xie Qing's voice echoed in his mind again, and Meng Ling covered her head in pain and turned her head back.

Lin Zhi didn't stay in the water for too long, resting in the shade of the beach chair, and after Xie Qing calmed down, he also went ashore and lay down beside Lin Zhi.

Before the sun went down, there was suddenly one less ornamental fish in the tank.

Lin Weaving's gaze swept over the three players, and then lowered his eyes indifferently.

One of the three died in the shadow world, and his body was completely replaced by the shadow.

But he didn't care who it was, there was no energy in this world that he could devour.

The other players didn't care, as they had already received a hint to clear the level.

Xie Qing didn't stop and went directly to the next dungeon.

What's the point of not seeing his wife, he won't go to the rest space, the next copy, start!

Lin Zhi opened his eyes and found himself in a small pure white space, with a set of tables and chairs in front of him, and paper and pen on the table.

He glanced at the white walls with intertwined silk threads and deduced that this was a place that resembled a cocoon room.

He didn't see Xie Qing, but he knew that Xie Qing's location should be very close to him.

Due to the restrictions of the blood contract, he couldn't get too far away from Xie Qing.

The mist sank, passing through the cocoon, perceiving the outside world for Lin Weaving.

Lin Zhi closed his eyes and 'saw' the scene outside.

In the darkness, the trees that rose from the ground emitted a faint fluorescence, and the dense branches crowded together were like umbrella covers, and six huge white cocoons hung high on the thick branches.

Lin Zhi invaded the cocoon room diagonally above him, and there was a thin young man sitting inside, not Xie Qing.

The mist continued to spread forward, and a sudden sound interrupted Lin Weaving's movements.

"Welcome guests from afar."

This voice is old, revealing a distant charm.

"Lao Yu likes to read stories, please sit down on the chair, write a strange story with the pen and paper on the table, the time limit is half an hour, not less than 600 words, the type elements are optional, except for poetry and prose, the genre is not limited."

Immediately after that, a translucent panel appeared in the white cocoon room, and the countdown began.

Lin Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly, if Xie Qing was here, he would probably say whether this thing was a test paper or not.

"This old man is the remnant of the composition of the high school entrance examination, or the kind that does not do his job."

Xie Qing sighed lightly, why is it an essay for the high school entrance examination, because the college entrance examination essay must not be less than eight hundred words.

Xie Qing pondered for a while and began to write hard.

He was still uneasy for a while when he didn't see Lin Zhi when he opened his eyes, and now he thinks that Lin Zhi is probably also taking the exam, and he will be able to see his wife after he finishes writing.

In the cocoon room, Lin Zhi also left words on the paper.

This quest can't be as simple as writing a story, and it's likely that players will later enter the story they wrote, and most likely into a story written by someone else.

From a boss point of view, this level is really interesting.

However, he is now a player, and if he doesn't fill in the content, he will likely fall into the same situation as the previous dungeon, and he will not be able to reach Xie Qing's side.

Lin Zhi wrote the story of the original owner, and if this scene was restored, he would be more proactive.

There were fifteen minutes left before Lin Zhi finished writing, and he continued to use the mist to find Xie Qing's location, and found Xie Qing who was writing in the cocoon room at the bottom left.

I don't know what he's writing, but he seems to be serious.

But the more he had this expression, the more Lin Zhi felt that what he had written might not be a normal story.

After finding Xie Qing, Lin Zhi did not look at the other rooms, but set his eyes on the giant tree connected to the cocoon room.

The fluorescence on its body flickered at a certain frequency, like breathing.

That voice is undoubtedly coming from this tree, and the core of this world is also this tree.

It doesn't look like an obsession, but it may also be a strange creature created by the story.

If that's the case, he may not be able to draw on the power again in this dungeon, but it doesn't matter, after all, he doesn't have to stay here for too long.

There is still a close end to it, and the task of redemption in this world is about to be completed.

At the end of the countdown on the panel, the cocoon room was also plunged into darkness.

Lin Zhi opened his eyes and saw the sunshine, green grass, and a large group of Caucasian faces in front of him.

He seemed to be holding something in his hand, Lin Zhi lowered his head, and saw not only the reddish-purple shiny hand flower on his hand, but also the golden hair hanging down his cheeks.

01 took a breath of cold air: [Host, you, you, you, ......]

01 Hey, hey, a little demented and said: [It's beautiful. 】

The boy was wearing a cheerleading costume, a blue and white vest on the upper body, a miniskirt of the same color on the lower body, revealing a fair and thin waist, calf socks and sneakers, full of lively and healthy atmosphere.

Even if his face is a little cold, it does not affect his beauty, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes make his long-haired women's clothes have no sense of disobedience.

Compared with him wearing a wedding dress, he has changed from a classical beauty to an American sweetheart, which makes people think that he must have a boyfriend who is the captain of the football team.

Lin Zhi took a deep breath and squeezed out two words from his teeth.

"Xie, Qing."

It was as if someone had heard the call and ran out of the stadium like the wind.

He took off the rugby armor on his head, hugged it in his hand and smiled brightly at Lin Zhi, his eyes were straight and warm.

Seeing that the eyes of the others were also glued to Lin Zhi, Xie Qing walked over, grabbed Lin Zhi's waist, and pecked Lin Zhi flatteringly.

"I didn't expect my story to be chosen, I didn't want to make you wear a miniskirt in this way."

Xie Qing didn't lie, he just thought it was interesting so he wrote and played, although he also had a hint of the psychology of what to do.

"But how can there be so many people?"

Xie Qing muttered quietly, he obviously only wrote about him and Lin Zhi in the story, how could there be onlookers.

Xie Qing can detect that it is normal, because the difference in painting style between players and NPCs is too obvious, and it is normal for some Asians to have some Asian Americans in European and American schools, but the expressions of these friends are too out of place.

Soon, the NPCs spontaneously dispersed, and only a few people were left looking at each other on the same ground, all of whom were experienced players, and they wasted no time introducing themselves quickly.

The thin young man Lin Zhi saw before spoke: "Tao Chuan." ”

Middle-aged man with a mustache: "Lao Hong." ”

The young man with the wool roll: "Shi Yimeng." ”

The girl with a high ponytail: "Xiao Jiu." ”

Xie Qing: "I'm Xie Qing, his name is Lin Weaving." ”

Xiao Jiu asked: "Who wrote this story, what is the content, we should be considered to have cleared the customs if we succeeded, right?" ”

Hearing Xiao Jiu's words, the others all looked at Xie Qing.

It's obvious that this kid wrote it.,Didn't you see the halo of the protagonist flashing on his body.。

"It's me," Xie Qing nodded in acknowledgement, briefly recounting the story he had written, "After the team won, I took my partner on vacation together, and we drove to a cabin in the woods, which is an American horror ghost movie, and we encountered something in the house, what flickering switches, suddenly bleeding shower heads, unknown strange noises. ”