Infinite flow: The non-African's partner is the European emperor

[The team successfully completed the Koi mission and advanced to the finals]

[Team Angel mission failed]

[Team Band Mission Successful]

[Team Steam Rose Mission Success]

……

When Xie Fei attacked Cameron, the trapped teams still overturned. The players were fine, but the witch had her magic power drained by Cameron and then attacked Xie Fei.

Zhou Xing helped Xie Fei block it, and then started fighting with him.

Only after Cameron died did the door finally open, and they were able to take the witch away from there.

In the finals with hundreds of teams, only thirty teams were left, and only ten of them survived.

The electronic screen was scrolling, but the voice of OL did not appear. Instead, it was replaced by the voice of another system, which was even colder and more ruthless than OL.

【Welcome players back to the game】

Their thirty teams surrounded the circular final stage, with a cylindrical shadow cast in the middle. Various exquisite cards were floating inside. They were different from the cards they drew from the card pool, and could even be described as mysterious.

[Captains please come to the front and randomly draw a card]

Xie Fei hooked Zhou Xing's finger, then watched him walk to the light column.

The card inside the beam of light was spinning rapidly, and no one could see clearly what the card surface looked like.

They thrust their hands into the beam of light, and when their fingertips touched a card, they pulled it out.

White cards emerged from the beam of light and changed to different colors in their hands.

The one in Zhou Xing's hand is black.

When I opened the card, I saw a picture of piles of bones.

There were piles of bones and blood everywhere. In the dark sky, there was a pair of open eyes. It didn't look like they were looking at bones, but more like they were looking at Zhou Xing outside the picture.

[Dead]

[The card you draw represents your identity in the next game. ]

[Player's identities: the dead, the living, the ferryman]

[Competition details will be announced on the day of the competition]

……

The system gave them three days to rest.

The first thing Xie Fei did was to look at the card in Zhou Xing's hand. Apart from the word "deceased", there was really no other clue.

"What do you think the last game will be like?" He looked at Ka, his eyes sparkling.

"You'll know when the time comes." Zhou Xing held his hand and looked not far away.

At the gate, Meng Fuge's figure came into view.

Xie Fei's body paused, and his reaction caught Zhou Xing's attention.

"My dears, do you want to have a meal together?" Meng Fuge lifted her hair and smiled at them, "It's my treat."

"it is good."

In a private room on the top floor of a restaurant in Central City.

Jiang Zhi and the others huddled aside, looking at Meng Fuge and the man beside her, and felt that they shouldn't be here now. It looked like Zhou Xing and Xie Fei were meeting their parents!

Zhou Xing didn't expect Zhou Nantian to show up.

The man still looked gentlemanly and elegant, as if he had been waiting for a while. When he saw Meng Fuge come in, he pulled out the chair next to him and waited for her to sit down before sitting down.

"Please sit down." Meng Fuge spoke, and they found seats and sat down one by one.

"Xingxing, what did you draw?" Meng Fuge asked them, resting his chin on his hand.

Zhou Xing directly took out the card and showed it to them without any hesitation.

Meng Fuge also took out the card and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, I am also a deceased person."

"You guys..." Zhou Xing paused, glanced at Zhou Nantian, and asked, "Father will also participate in the finals?"

"Yeah." Zhou Nantian responded coldly, glanced at Meng Fuge and said, "I joined your mother's team."

Zhou Xing: "?"

It was the first time that Xie Fei saw such a rich expression on Zhou Xing's face.

But never mind him, they were also shocked.

The competition has already reached the finals, how can we still form a team?

Xie Fei glanced at Meng Fuge secretly, thinking, could it be that he is trying to find OL to go through the back door again?

In fact, he guessed correctly.

Zhou Nantian was able to join Meng Fuge's Thorn Rose because he used the backdoor of OL.

What surprised Zhou Xing was not only this, but also Meng Fuge's attitude towards Zhou Nantian.

His mother seemed to have changed a little.

His attitude towards Zhou Nantian also changed from being cold and hard at the beginning to being casual now, as if he was condoning some of his inappropriate actions.

Just like now.

Meng Fuge had her hair loose, which was very inconvenient when she was eating. Zhou Nantian stood up without saying anything, walked behind her, gathered her hair together, and tied it up with a wooden hairpin. His brows were no longer as cold and hard as usual.

Although he had often seen this kind of scene when he was a child, this time he felt heavy-hearted.

Zhou Xing took a sip of tea, and the bitter taste of the tea filled his mouth, bitter and astringent, making him frown.

But the hair was moved.

He turned his head and saw Xie Fei.

Xie Fei stretched out his hand to his long hair, looking eager to try.

Zhou Xing smiled helplessly, grabbed his wrist and kissed it, and whispered: "What do you want to do?"

Xie Fei was frightened by his actions. After all, he was in front of his parents, couldn't he be more reserved?

"Hair." Xie Fei coughed lightly and reminded him.

"Well, come on." Zhou Xing allowed him.

Xie Fei smiled again and quickly tied up his hair.

Jiang Zhi and the others successfully reduced their presence, and were filled with dog food before they even started eating.

"What do you think of the finals?" Meng Fuge finally started talking about business.

Xie Fei raised his eyes and met her gaze inconspicuously.

He still remembered what Meng Fuge said to him in his dream. He felt bitter in his heart and didn't know how to tell Zhou Xing the truth. Did he really have to wait until that time to let him know?

"Xingxing, can you see anything?" Meng Fuge pointed at the card on the table.

"The dead, the living, and the ferryman, isn't this obvious?" Zhou Xing said coldly, "The ferryman can ferry others and himself, as well as demons, ghosts, gods and monsters. This should be the least restrictive of the three identities."

Meng Fuge looked at Zhou Xing with relief in her eyes, he was truly worthy of being the child she had raised for so many years.

"For the dead, if there are any restrictions, they are mostly restrictions at night and during the day. The living are no different from ordinary people, but there must be a balance of pros and cons between the three."

"Thirty teams, three identities. If nothing goes wrong, there will be ten teams for each identity." Meng Fuge emphasized the pronunciation of the word "ten".

Aren’t ten teams the number of teams that will win in the final?

Is this another fight match?

Xie Fei was distracted and just missed the flash of emotion that crossed Meng Fuge's face.

"Mother, you know the content of the final." Zhou Xing said in an affirmative tone.

"Yeah, yes, I know." Meng Fuge paused, then smiled and said, "Do you need me to reveal a little bit to you? Just a little bit."

Zhou Xing nodded straightforwardly: "Okay, you tell me, especially how you plan to resolve the bet with Mu Nashe."

Meng Fuge's expression froze for a moment, and she said helplessly: "...Xingxing is getting less and less cute as she grows older."