Chapter 280 280:【Until death do us part】What is in the heart

Author: Ao Qingming

Chapter 280 280:【Until death do us part】What is in the heart

"I'll do it!" The male player next to Zhang Wanxi quickly put his jade pendant into her hand and took away her hairpin.

He's so quick that he doesn't give others a chance to react.

The remaining male player handed the jade pendant to Bai Cha.

Lan Yanxi's expression was not very good on the spot.

Seeing that Bai Cha seemed stunned, she quickly took away the jade pendant, pulled the earrings from her ears and stuffed them into the other person's hands.

After the team was successfully formed, Lan Yanxi breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Bai Cha with a twinkling look.

"Feel sorry."

Don't blame her for grabbing the opportunity and competing in a wing-to-door relationship. Just by listening to the name, you can tell that they must be a couple who fly together.

Moreover, there are originally only one male and one female in the flying bird, so they can fly together.

Bai Cha looked good-tempered and smiled without saying anything.

To be honest, she had no intention of forming a team with anyone.

This dungeon has put the so-called love on the bright side from the very beginning, and now it’s hard for people to feel favorably about forming a team.

If a single person is bound to die, then so be it.

Besides, won’t you die if you form a team?

They are all going to die anyway, so why tie your own life to the lives of others?

The game only says that there will be consequences for being left alone, but it doesn't say what the consequences are.

In this case, she still prefers to fight alone.

Due to her personality, it is difficult for her to trust others. Even in this team mode, two people's lives seem to be closely connected, so they should be able to trust her.

But what if one of the parties realizes that he or she will not survive and deliberately drags the other person into the water?

So, she said with that weak look: "Let's go in and have a look."

Then, she walked in alone.

Several other players looked at each other and separated.

There was no unbreakable cooperative relationship between us.

The wing building covers a large area.

After being separated from the others, Bai Cha couldn't see them anymore when he turned around.

It seemed that even their voices could not be heard.

Bai Cha walked to the wall.

It is engraved with images of two people flying together.

This copy...

Bai Cha frowned.

The whole thing is too absurd.

Although this copy is not a copy of reality, a copy of reality at least has basic logic to be found.

She doesn't think that with the game's capabilities, including the length of time the game has existed, it's impossible to construct a complete book with an ancient background.

Although she doesn't know how long the game has been around.

But now in this copy, everything revolves around love.

The changes in the NPCs outside brought them into this building.

Then, the lovers who have formed a team begin to experience danger, develop feelings, and strengthen their relationship?

Is this the core of this copy?

It always feels very strange.

This dungeon felt more like the previous dungeon to her, the old antique restoration shop.

The store exists independently and is the entire copy.

It doesn't require any logic, every NPC in it has its own story.

The meaning of its existence is to host these NPCs.

As for this replica, the entire city is like an enlarged old-fashioned restoration shop.

Its meaning is to carry the love whose nature is not yet clear.

The antique restoration shop has a shopkeeper, and this city must also have its city lord.

After Bai Cha found the stairs, he started going upstairs.

This skirt is really inconvenient.

To be fair, she quite likes Hanfu, but it is not suitable for this kind of game. The skirt hangs down on her feet, making it difficult to go upstairs.

This is just going upstairs, what if we encounter danger?

Bai Cha lowered her head and looked at the beautiful skirt.

There are pictures of flowers and birds embroidered on it, and the flowers are fresh and elegant orchids, which occupy the main area of ​​​​the embroidery.

Bai Cha sighed.

Then she untied her skirt.

Underneath the outermost skirt are pants. There are two layers, so you don’t have to worry about being exposed.

The outer trousers are quite roomy, but because of the cold weather, the trousers and socks are tied firmly so as not to hinder walking.

She took off her loose coat, tore off some strips of cloth, and tied the sleeves of the remaining clothes together.

Then he went upstairs.

She was too lazy to pretend.

This is not a real ancient background, and she is not an ancient person. She likes skirts, but she doesn't like wearing them in this state.

She can disguise herself, but the clothes she wears are really annoying, and given the character's personality, it's impossible not to wear such clothes.

There's nothing you can do about it, this persona will just fall apart.

It's normal for a poor single like her to give up on herself.

She walked to the second floor.

It's completely dark here.

Only on the stairs against the wall, there are oil lamps at regular intervals.

Bai Cha stared at the dark space for a while, feeling a sense of being watched, as if someone was staring at her.

She then continued upstairs.

The same goes for the third floor.

The fourth floor, fifth floor, and sixth floor are all the same.

Oil lamps placed at the same distance create the same black space.

It almost instantly pulls people into the illusion of never being able to finish the stairs.

Bai Cha continued to go upstairs.

The seventh floor is still the same.

And there is also a staircase.

It seemed like I was really trapped in a wall, walking non-stop on the first floor of the stairs.

Bai Cha stared at the extra stairs in silence, then suddenly raised his hand and took down an oil lamp.

The flames danced slightly.

This oil lamp is very delicate, with a pattern of winged birds on the copper pillars.

It's lifelike, as if it can move.

Oh, it did move.

It pecked Bai Cha's hand sharply.

The white tea tasted painful, but he didn't let go.

Instead she smiled.

"It's all fake. Maybe I should think of something else. For example, the lights on the seventh floor are on."
To be continued...