Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

He Feng told the live broadcast room his guess and started the voting.

If you agree that his guess is correct and that the memory is not entirely related to the horror game system, deduct 1. If you agree that it is completely the horror game system that is causing the trouble, deduct 111.

Looking at the screen full of 1s, He Feng felt that even if he fell asleep, he would suddenly sit up in the middle of the night and curse the horror game system.

But in fact, He Feng not only fell asleep in three seconds, but also slept until dawn.

He Feng, who was well rested, smacked his lips, turned over and hugged nothing again.

He Feng: ...

It would be better if his boyfriend wasn’t kidnapped again, otherwise he would kill all the players to find that person.

It was a pity that Shen Zishu did not push the door open this time. He Feng could only go out rubbing his hair, and saw monsters standing on the roof, his boyfriend who was sitting in the yard calmly drinking tea at noon, and the players who were shivering and hugging each other.

He Feng:? What's the matter?

Shen Zishu turned his head when he heard footsteps, and his gloomy face suddenly brightened up: "Are you awake?"

"What's wrong?" He Feng held Shen Zishu's face and kissed him: "Did they bully you?"

Players who are surrounded by monsters and will be attacked if they move: No? Who is bullying whom?

"Someone turned into you to deceive me." Shen Zishu's voice was pitiful: "Unforgivable."

Seeing Shen Zishu like this, He Feng felt like his heart was about to melt: "Hey, why do you always bully my boyfriend?" At this point, He Feng looked at the players hugging each other: "Don't you want to live?"

Afterwards, He Feng first interrogated the four people who were close to him. He asked Qian Youcheng to manipulate Xie Hezhi and Xie Yunxing to hug each other, and then asked Lu Ming to commit suicide.

The former not only let the two brothers hug each other, but also asked them to dance a striptease to prove that he was the real Qian Youcheng.

Lu Ming took out the knife and stabbed himself without any hesitation, so fast that He Feng couldn't stop him.

When the wound on his neck healed, He Feng gave him a thumbs up.

"It's good to have no sense of pain." He Feng was a little envious: "It would be great if I had this skill."

Bitter-faced man bowed like a gentleman: "Excuse me for showing off my ugliness."

He Feng looked at Lu Mingduo with some disdain: "Stay away from me. Look, you were once the Bitter Melon King, why are you asking for trouble now?"

There were three players left, and He Feng recognized Tang Shi. He put the knife to his neck without saying anything, and Tang Shi explained his family background clearly.

26 years old, rated C-, ability is teleportation, role is a civilian. He is really sorry for targeting He Feng together with Xi Huamo in the beginning, mainly because Xi Huamo gave too much, and her legs in black stockings were too tempting.

He Feng: "Stop it, it will be disgusting if you continue."

The two remaining ones, the one as strong as a mountain was called Liu Shan, and the middle-aged woman shivering beside him was called Xu Hua.

"I am the Virgin Mary! I am the Virgin Mary!" Liu Shan raised his hands frantically: "I can give you another life! Don't kill me!"

He Feng looked at Liu Shan's burly figure, then thought about Karamuel, and suddenly felt uncertain: "You? The Virgin Mary?"

Liu Shan nodded frantically: "It's me! The Saint Mother! It's me!"

"Come here, Bitter Melon Face." He Feng called out to Lu Ming, "Quick, quick, quick, test that Xu Cao!"

Lu Ming nodded, activated his character's skill, and when he came to a conclusion, he replied: "Xu Hua is an atheist."

"No." He Feng scratched his head: "Tell me, is this the Virgin Mary?"

It’s no wonder He Feng had this idea. After all, no matter who sees Liu Shan for the first time, they would not associate him with the Virgin Mary.

How could a saintly woman be so strong? She is over 1.80 meters tall, and her muscles are almost as big as Karamur’s head.

He Feng came back to his senses from the shock and looked at Xu Hua: "Sister, are you scared? It's okay, I'm just asking."

Xu Hua silently looked at the monsters in the yard, then looked at the knife in He Feng's hand.

You call this a simple question?

"But, I have decided to chop you down." He Feng raised Dawn: "I don't like you! I'm sorry, sister!"

Xu Hua quickly said, "No, no, no! It's not me! It's really not me!"

"No, no, no." He Feng slashed at him with his knife: "I trust my intuition."

At the moment when the long knife was about to hit Xu Hua, he took out a long sword from his backpack and blocked He Feng's attack.

"Xu Hua" was somewhat helpless. Her originally thin and soft voice turned into a male voice and asked curiously, "How did I get exposed? I think this skin is quite useful."

"I've told you everything." He Feng split Dawn in two, took the long blade in his left hand and stabbed at "Xu Hua" fiercely: "I said, I believe in intuition."

"Xu Hua" raised an eyebrow, he chuckled and took a half step back: "Oh, I encountered a cheat."

He Feng stopped chatting with him. He held a long knife in each hand and attacked directly towards "Xu Hua".

At the beginning, "Xu Hua" could still block a few times, but gradually, his movements could not keep up with He Feng's, and the number of times his body was scratched gradually increased, and each time it was just the outer skin that was cut, leaving scars directly on his body.

This guy is crazy, how can he be so strong?

"Xu Hua" thought puzzledly, and quickly took out the teleporter given by the horror game system from her backpack, started it directly and prepared to leave.

"Bye, crazy little guy." "Xu Hua" greeted He Feng with a smile: "I look forward to fighting you in the next dungeon~ I will miss you."

"Xu Hua" is now very far away from He Feng, and the portal behind him has been opened. He is sure that He Feng cannot hit him.

But he forgot about Shen Zishu.

At the last moment when "Xu Hua" was completely wrapped by the portal, Shen Zishu swung and cut off the arm that "Xu Hua" and He Feng were waving to each other.

Shen Zishu had a sullen face and looked at the bloody arm on the ground in silence.

Is it because he has been in such a good mood recently that the horror game system has forgotten what he has done?

"Are you angry?" He Feng straightened Shen Zishu's head and leaned over to give him a kiss: "I'm actually looking forward to meeting him next time."

Shen Zishu's eyes widened slightly and his eye sockets began to turn red.

"I look forward to chopping him to death with my own hands." He Feng smiled and hugged Shen Zishu and kissed him again and again: "Oh, poor little thing, I only like you and only love you. Don't you believe in your little lunatic?"

"Don't expect much from him, okay?" Shen Zishu took He Feng's hand and placed it on his cheek. He tilted his head and rubbed it lovingly: "I will be good. Expect me, not him."

"Even if you are not good, I will still look forward to every tomorrow with you." He Feng held Shen Zishu's face with both hands: "I will look forward to the day when I can smash the horror game system with you. Mr. Shen, do you want to look forward to it together?"

Shen Zishu finally smiled, his eyes full of joy: "Okay, then it's settled."

[(Whistling)(Raising an eyebrow when brother looks over)(Tut tut tut teasingly)(Being beaten)]

[Brother He and Gefu are so sweet, Brother Bang No.1 makes me laugh to death, Brother Bang No.1! You are very clear about your fate!]

[Hey, don’t envy me.]

[Is this just a legend?]

[That’s right! After all, I’ve been with my brother for several days! How could I not know him?]

He Feng didn't give Qian Youlin face at all: "You've been acting like you're being nice to me these past few days, but now it's not the time for you to scream for organs when you get beaten, right?"

[Isn’t this how a boyfriend uses it?] Qian Youlin proudly typed: [Brother, just tell him if you won’t hit me after he comes over!]

He Feng: "There's nothing I can do. He gave me too much."

Qian Yulin: [? What did he give? How come I don’t know?]

He Feng chuckled and said, "Guess what's missing from your little treasury."

Qian Youlin: …

It was still Qian Youlin: "Qi! Guan! Ju!"

He Feng smiled with satisfaction.

It's so funny. Could it be that Xiao Qian, the classmate who always loves to do bad things, really thinks that he stopped because of Qi Guanju?

Please, he is not that kind of person.

The mistake was that Qian Youlin and Qi Guanju shared backpack permissions, which means that Qi Guanju could see what was in Qian Youlin's backpack.

Then, some things were given to He Feng.

[My notebook!!! My treasured notebook ahhhhh! My notebook!!! Brother!!! Please! Give it back to me! Even if I have to kneel down and beg you!!! Brother!!!]

[? I thought it was some valuable item, but you told me it was this? Also, why is there a notebook in a horror game? ! ! ]

[Wuwuwuwu, brother, please, even if you don’t give it back to me, no, you have to give it back to me, brother, please, brother, this is really important to me!!!]

[No, I haven’t heard of any dungeon having such a store…]

[That is my treasure!!! I bought them one by one! Please! Give them back to me!!]

He Feng looked at the barrage and the corners of his lips curled up.

Judging from the fact that three out of the six comments were posted by Qian Youlin, those comics were so colorful that they burned his ears to death just by looking at them. They were indeed very important to Qian Youlin.

Otherwise, this person would not have repeatedly told him to keep the comic book well and return it as soon as possible when he lent it to him at the beginning.

Haha, he has caught your vital point.

"Actually, I'm also curious about how you brought that kind of thing into the dungeon." He Feng wondered: "Did you bring it with you when you first entered the dungeon?"

He Feng guessed right.

Everyone brings different things into the dungeon, but at least 80% of the people have electronic products in their hands, such as mobile phones, tablets, laptops, mice, and keyboards.

But there are some strange ones, such as He Feng's roses, Sheng Nancheng's big manhole cover, and Qian Youlin's colorful cartoons.

That day, Qian Youlin was sorting out his collection. He wiped the books clean one by one, put them in order and began to admire them. Then he thought of his brother who disliked him because he read colored comics. He suddenly felt sad.

After all, his brother suddenly disappeared.

As a result, he lost the mood to organize the books and simply picked up the two piles of books, ready to put them in the bookcase. However, he was pulled into the horror game before he even reached the bookcase.

He came in with 48 small color comic books in his arms.

At that time, Qian Youlin was a little confused looking at the unfamiliar environment. Then, when he received the report of the horror game system and went to check his panel, he accidentally opened his backpack and saw his comic books neatly lying in the grid of the backpack.

Qian Youlin:……?

Ah this, although he loved his babies very much, he couldn't see anything in this environment.