Of course, in view of Bubu's theory of "you are unkind and I am unjust", if you cheat and drag me into this bad game, you will allow me to not abide by the rules of the game. There is a high probability that He Xiaoman can pretend to be dead in the coffin, but in that case she

It is necessary to separate from Feng Che, because Feng Che enters the game on his own initiative and must abide by the game regulations.

As for He Xiaoman, she had no chance of winning when she faced seven people who might be surrounded and beaten by her with similar abilities as before.

There are two evils, and they have no choice but to continue to abide by the rules of the game and be obedient children.

People are like iron rice and steel, and the person who does the rice is the soul of the rice. The two of them got up the coffin on time at five o'clock to eat noodles.

"Senior Feng, are you sure it's five o'clock in the morning?" He Xiaoman looked out at the pitch black sky. If it weren't for the two people sitting in the coffin, one south and one north, she almost thought Feng Che had lifted the coffin board this time.

lonely.

"Don't you know that a full-time job like Mr. Che's is also called an hourly job? He has the strongest sense of time. Time is life and time is mani, so Mr. Che's biological clock is equivalent to a timer."

Fortunately, it doesn't affect whether they can eat the noodles smoothly.

When leaving, He Xiaoman was still leading the way, Feng Che was covering behind, and the two of them still followed the rugged path back to Long Rose Street.

Only then did He Xiaoman understand why it was so dark.

I have been in Rose Town for a total of eight days. The beautiful wind and sunny weather, which is a classic scene for elementary school students' compositions, and the cloudless sky have finally been replaced by cloudy skies. The dark clouds are like a freehand ink painting drawn by someone at will. The ink balls are stacked and rolled.

The water vapor is thick and it seems like it could rain heavily at any time.

As soon as He Xiaoman came out of the coffin, he felt his left arm was a little itchy, and several green spots the size of freckles were clearly visible on his arm.

According to this growth rate, she will become a blooming rose queen before the carnival starts at 7pm, adding color to the Rose Hotel.

Today's Rose Hotel looks very much like an old house in a European town. The entire exterior wall and floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel are covered with rose leaves. Through the glass window, the rose queen in full bloom in the guest room is as big as a bowl in the wind.

The whole hotel was swaying in silence, except for the fragrance of the roses.

"That kind of transparent silk thread is indeed for hunting." Because the two of them were outside now, Feng Che was always communicating with He Xiaoman with his spiritual consciousness.

There probably weren't many people alive in the entire hotel.

When He Xiaoman got up in the morning, he looked at the number of surviving players and found that there were only seven.

Excluding her and Feng Che, only five people survived.

Nowadays, the most beautiful place on the entire Rose Street is probably the Rose Hotel, but people stay away from it when they get close to the hotel.

But what's strange is that so many players have died, and NPCs must have suffered a lot of losses, but there are still people coming and going on Rose Street, and it doesn't look like so many people have died.

Most people still have the feeling of being in a group and seeing everything new in a foreign place. Many people happily go to the shops on both sides of the long street to check in and receive gifts.

And the places where people eat have been changed to snack shops and afternoon tea shops on the street. No one seems to question the strange existence of the Rose Hotel, and no one is looking for the missing group members.

Then He Xiaoman saw Wei Yunfang!

Her pupils shrank suddenly. Wei Yunwen had been sucked out of blood by the tentacle monster in Gina's Gate before in Room 307. How could he appear again?

The reason why He Xiaoman chose to kill Wei Yunfan in the first place was because she was the weakest among the three and had already developed a large area of ​​vegetative state.

In a one-to-many battle, if you don't take action, it's enough. If you do, you have to kill with one blow.

If one enemy dies, there will be one less enemy.

He Xiaoman deliberately approached Wei Yunfang. She seemed not to see He Xiaoman, a life-and-death enemy, at all. She went straight to the snack shop to eat with a man next to her, arm in arm with a man next to her.

"They are no longer who they were before." Feng Che probably also saw a few people he had seen come back to life. He suddenly curled his lips and sneered: "Do you remember that short fat man? Direction of eleven o'clock."

As expected, He Xiaoman found the ugly man Yan Binghuan in the crowd who had confessed to him and had failed many blind dates.

He visited the store leisurely with a few people, holding in his hand many free gifts that he had received by checking in at the store, with a happy smile on his face. It seemed that seeing him die tragically in the Rose Hotel was just He Xiaoman's hallucination.

He Xiaoman guessed that after the player dies in the game, he will be reincarnated for seven days like the NPC girl?

As if he understood what she was thinking, Feng Che shook his head and said with a slight frown, "I am more inclined to seize the body. At seven o'clock tonight, the travel company's bus will come to pick up those passengers."

"So there really is such a thing as group rebirth in this world?" He Xiaoman wondered.

"Do you still remember the painting of Bajiazi?" Feng Che suddenly pulled He Xiaoman and asked her to avoid the collision of a woman next to her. The woman was walking past them with a bouquet of roses in her hand and her eyes twinkling.

, and go looking for the next target.

Today, it is common for people to get hurt by bumping into each other in the street, because the speed of vegetative transformation in every woman who receives a rose is greatly increased.

He Xiaoman's entire arm is now covered with spores, and several bright yellow leaves have appeared on his wrist.

"When your throat feels uncomfortable, call me." Feng Che made a very intimate gesture and tried his best to protect He Xiaoman from being touched by others. If the vegetative parts that only he could see were touched, he would be torn apart in pain.

Heartbroken.

Fortunately, not everyone who died will be resurrected. Rose Street is not considered a depression, but people are indeed not as crowded as before, so He Xiaoman has not suffered too much so far.

He Xiaoman knew that Feng Che was afraid of accelerating her transformation into a plant, so he couldn't make it too obvious, because each plant only bloomed one rose queen, and most of them had long flower paths growing out of their mouths. Feng Che was reminding her

If she feels that she is about to bloom, she should tell him in advance.

Once it blooms, guests will appear in their rooms at the Rose Hotel and cannot move.

He Xiaoman knew that Feng Che must have a way to prevent himself from reaching the last step. Seeing the presence of his old god, his heart became more stable. He must be very happy to be Feng Che's younger sister.

But she doesn't have to be envious, because the grandson who has been hated and hated for who knows how many generations is also very happy.

The fox-eared baby in the small shabby house rolled his eyes: "Hmph, being Bubu's partner and the owner of the house has humiliated you?"

He Xiaoman looked at the string of cute baby emoticons that were suddenly thrown at him with a confused look on his face: Duo Bamboo, I’m angry, I’ll never pay attention to you again, you’re so annoying...
Chapter completed!