Chapter 74 The Circus on the Other Side (28)

There are fewer clowns in the lobby, and the blood-splattering scenes are gone.

The entire hall returned to its normal and clean appearance.

Lu Xingyun held the sword, his eyes focused on the sword's edge, and he concentrated on it.

"Are you studying the materials?" Yuan Qingli walked closer, awakened him, and lightened her beautiful eyes.

"Yes, this sword is very strange. It is neither gold nor iron nor ceramic. I was wondering if I could take it away."

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

"Then I'll bring one too."

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

It's a great idea, but some people don't want to do it.

The clown took the sword.

The two had no choice but to go out empty-handed.

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

"Bo Zijin and I got separated, and I don't know where the road idiot is now."

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

It's 23:15 now.

They have clearly violated rule #1 of the rest area for a good night's sleep.

Gotta go back quickly.

Otherwise we don’t know what will happen.

Lu Xingyun glanced at the mobile phone in her hand. He was not surprised, curious, or asked.

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

He won't explore.

Yuan Qingli looked far into the distance.

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

Lu Xingyun also saw it.

The man in a suit, looking around confused and slightly annoyed, walked from the shadow-covered corner into the light of the lamp.

Bo Zijin stood under the lamp, and the dim light magnified his shadow and cast it on the ground.

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

Lonely and lonely.

The three of them gathered together, Bo Zijin's eyebrows were cold, and when he was about to speak, Yuan Qingli stopped him.

"Let's talk about anything later. Let's go back to the rest area first. It's already past eleven o'clock."

Abdominal pain, mental tension.

Everything that had happened today had taken a lot of energy off her body.

Unable to hide fatigue.

No one wants to lie down on the bed in the lounge area and have a good rest more than she does.

She really wanted to experience what it felt like to sleep well!

Yuan Qingli dragged her tired legs towards the rest area.

Bo Zijin felt a mouthful of anger stuck in his throat, making it difficult to swallow.

He turned his head and glared at Lu Xingyun.

There was anger mixed with resentment in his eyes.

"I should have known I wouldn't have come to see you, you idiot."

It was rare to see new emotions appear on Bo Zijin's cold brows.

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

He quickened his pace and caught up with Yuan Qingli.

The person who knew the way took the lead and it took the three of them five minutes to reach the rest area.

The door to the rest area, which had been open in the afternoon, was now closed.

Like a giant beast sleeping in the darkness.

Through one of the doors, a faint light from the hall was visible. A familiar figure could be vaguely seen, holding her eight thin and long 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 to the wind chime and rang it.

Despite the two-pronged approach, there was no movement from the people inside. Even a small crack in the door is stingy.

"Boss Jin, this is Yuan Qingli. Are you there? Sorry, we were delayed, so we came back late."

After a while, the sound of golden mist came from 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 and asked loudly: "Can't you be accommodating? Just open the door for a second."

"I personally want to open the door for you, but I can't."

Listening carefully, Jin Wuwu's tone contained a bit of coldness.