After learning that the Tree God would not be able to leave even if he found the answer to the investigation, everyone fell silent.
I have seen pitfalls, but I have never seen such pitfalls.
Cheng Miao was about to float. Her head was buzzing. She leaned against Qiu Dong and slowly drank water from his hand.
Near noon, Miao Jie and Wang Yang came back. Wang Yang still had blood-red eyes, but neither of them looked in any pain.
Everyone looked at them in silence, smiled, took the blooming flowers in their hands, walked into the room, lay down, and never got up again.
Zhu Cong squeezed his hands and made a "click" sound.
Fang Jing joined the gang later. Once he got over the obsession that Fang Jing was very similar to his late wife, Fang Jing would not have much influence on him.
But Ma Yang and Kong Fan are different. They have gone through many dungeons together, and they may not be able to get out.
Zhu Cong smiled bitterly, he might not be able to get out either.
But it was only at the end of his efforts. In fact, he began to suffer from nosebleeds and dizziness.
By mid-afternoon, Ma Yang and Kong Fan fell into a deep sleep. Cheng Miao also felt an irresistible sense of sleepiness, and she fell asleep in Qiudong's arms.
Perhaps sensing that everyone's time limit was approaching, the so-called tree god's actions also accelerated.
The remaining players watched the three people fall into a deep sleep, but an hour later they stood up one by one and walked out.
Qin Musong stayed to take care of Qi Jiajia, who had healed a little but was still hanging on by a thread. Tan Ge was already lying on the bed. If he hadn't fallen asleep, something might have happened this time.
Tanwu still looked that weak, but now she looked much healthier than her brother.
The others followed the three sleeping men to the cave like zombies.
"No, we can't get in."
Cheng Miao had already returned Zhu Cong's punch to him. No matter how he attacked, the air wall would not move at all.
Seeing that Cheng Miao and the others were about to disappear at the entrance of the cave, Qiu Dong narrowed his eyes and hit the wall of air with a sharp side kick.
"Click"
Everyone present heard the sound of things breaking, and they watched Qiu Dong walk in.
Zhu Cong followed closely, and the air wall had returned to normal.
Qiudong turned his back to everyone, frowned slightly, and wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
A pair of slightly blue eyes stared closely at the figure in front of him, and he followed a few people and walked inside.
Zhu Cong and others waited outside for a long time, and Ma Yang and Kong Fan came out one after another.
Zhu Cong's mind collapsed as soon as he saw the smiles the two of them were wearing.
"Xiaofan, Xiaoyang! Wake up!"
No matter how Zhu Cong shook, both of them had that same weird smile.
Brother Zhu...Brother Zhu, help me!
In a place invisible to all players, deep inside the bodies of Kong Fan and Ma Yang, their souls were wrapped in countless vines, and they cried feebly outside.
However, their struggle could not be felt by outsiders. From Lin Zhu's perspective, the two of them were always smiling like dolls, trying to walk to the yard.
Zhu Cong wiped the tears on his face and said, "Let's go, I'll give you a ride."
Brother Zhu...save us, we don’t want to die!
don't want……
Give up on us...
Zhu Cong didn't hear it, nor did he see the helplessness and despair behind those two pairs of dull eyes.
No one knew they were still awake.
Everyone thought they left without any pain, but in fact they had been struggling, but to no avail.
Lin Zhu watched Zhu Cong follow the two of them away, and sighed without speaking to Yang Ke.
Only Zu Gehan found a place to lean on comfortably, thinking that Qiudong's behavior just now would probably have a big backlash.
When Cheng Miao woke up, he found that his control over his body was gradually weakening.
She looked at the man who was smiling at her, and while she still had the last bit of mobility, she took out the Kun bone dagger and stabbed her shoulder without any hesitation.
The severe pain and the cold air from the Kun Bone Dagger restored most of Cheng Miao's mobility. Ignoring the surprise on the man's face, she calmly took out a lighter and lit it.
"Have you been pretending for so long, do you really think you are a god? Dust will return to dust, and resentment will eventually dissipate."
The man's originally beautiful face began to break and peel off following Cheng Miao's words, turning into a huge, twisted mass of limbs mixed with resentment that could not be distinguished from each other.
It exudes hatred and stench that reaches the sky.
When the lighter ignited their bodies, the sudden fire seemed to burn the sky red. Cheng Miao heard countless screams and curses.
It should have come from the helpless old man at that time, but they eventually turned into harmful things.
It wasn't until everything was burned that Cheng Miao's feeling that something was tugging at his soul consciousness disappeared.
She took a long breath, and belatedly found that all the discomfort in her body had disappeared.
Cheng Miao turned around and saw Qiudong standing not far away, watching quietly.
"Why did you come in?" Cheng Miao walked towards Qiudong strangely, and suddenly smelled a hint of blood when his nose moved.
"Are you injured?!" Cheng Miao frowned and panicked.
There was a smile on Qiu Dong's lips, and he held Cheng Miao's hand, "It's not a big deal, let's go back."
Cheng Miao was not a fool. After a moment's thought, he could tell that Qiu Dong must have received backlash from forcibly breaking through the air wall.
With an indescribable feeling filling his heart, Cheng Miao followed Qiu Dong quietly.
Back in the yard, the other people's symptoms of discomfort had disappeared. Little Freckles jumped up and down to greet Cheng Miao, but Zhu Cong was still sitting in the room blankly.
It was too late, Kong Fan and Ma Yang were already dead.
If he hadn't used a large number of recovery items on Fang Jing in the previous copy...
Then his teammates might be able to pull through.
Cheng Miao pursed her lips and said, "My condolences."
Zhu Cong raised his head, the pain in his eyes flashed away. He nodded without letting his emotions show, "Thank you for your hard work."
Cheng Miao turned his eyes to the two brothers and sisters who were singing and dancing. The brother's condition had recovered, but the sister was still weak and frail.
Originally, Cheng Miao just glanced at the two of them, but unexpectedly, his sister spoke.
"Are you curious why my brother is in the second batch but is more sick than me?" Tan Wu's smile has the charm of a sickly beauty, and now that he is about to go out, his expression is much more charming.
Cheng Miao nodded, "I'm just curious, there's no need to say anything."
Tan Wu shook his head, "Thanks to you this time, it's not something I can't say anyway. I'm not in good health, and I'm psychic, so it's easy to fail in the dungeon. So my brother's ability is similar to that of a tank, and he can share my load. Most of the damage.”
Cheng Miao understood, they really had complementary abilities.
"Come on," Cheng Miao looked at the few remaining players, "Submit your answers and leave this dungeon."
