It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

"That's pretty impressive." This time Xiao Huai really exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.

It’s amazing to be able to collect so many clues in one day, and they are clues from the same game copy.

Just based on this point, Xiao Qian's true identity is quite suspicious. At least, any player who can get a large number of identical clues in a short period of time must be either rich or noble.

"Mountain Village Teacher", the name of the game, is carved on the back of the leaves.

The two of them came near the game nebula.

Xiao Qian said casually, "Just take a look. I've written down all the clues. This game is simple, a typical necromancy horror game. Most likely all players need to do is get rid of the ghosts and escape from the village. It's the same routine. It's simple. I'll take you there."

From his tone, Xiao Huai knew that he had a lot of experience in horror games and could recite the game routines in no time.

Even Xiao Huai, after seeing the clues, was able to analyze and come to the same conclusion as Xiao Qian.

"Okay, I understand." Xiao Huai returned the leaf to him, "Let's go."

"it is good."

Before the two entered the game, Xiao Huai stopped and asked, "What if we lose the game?"

Before the two met, Xiao Qian told him that he would not be charged if he did not pass the game, but when the game was lost, the system would not let the player go easily.

Xiao Qian smiled awkwardly, with absolute confidence:

"How difficult can a fourth-level dungeon be? Losing? There's no way I'm going to lose. My brother Qian is a man of integrity. If I lose, you can do whatever you want with me. OK?"

Xiao Huai raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said in a low voice:

"Just do whatever you want with it? Then I suddenly feel like losing."

Xiao Qian had pretty good ears, so of course he heard it too. He snorted through his nose, "Don't worry, I'm here, you can't lose no matter how much you play around."

Xiao Huai didn't say anything, but there was a hint of intriguing smile in the corner of his eyes.

It seemed like every game copy he participated in would become inexplicably difficult.

I just hope this time it will be easier. Being able to win without doing anything is also a kind of strength.

The moment Xiao Huai and Xiao Qian walked into the "Village Teacher" nebula, a prompt sounded from the system.

"Team formation complete, selected dungeon: 'Village Teacher', game loading..."

"Dear player Xiao Huai, due to a high-level god using special authority on you, the copy selection for you and your team will be forcibly changed."

"Loading the fourth-level special copy - "Blood Clan""

Xiao Qian was stunned for a moment. Since the two of them were in a team, Xiao Huai's system prompts were open to the entire team, and he heard everything.

"Bloodline" has been successfully loaded. I wish you a smooth gaming experience!"

All the clues he carefully prepared turned into waste paper when they appeared in a huge hall.

Xiao Qian saw that everyone here had a dazed expression on their face.

"What's going on? Why did it inexplicably change to the 'Bloodline' instance? Where is this?"

"Does this mean all the clues I prepared are useless? Damn system, why did they forcefully change the copy for me?"

Those players who were shouting were all repeating one thing—

Like Xiao Huai and Xiao Qian, their copies were forcibly changed and they were teleported to this game copy called "Blood Clan".

They seemed to react and began to confirm the known information: "Didn't your system mention a person? It was that person who caused us to be teleported here."

"Xiao Huai! That's his name. The system said we were chosen to be guests at Xiao Huai's funeral. Let's come to Blood Clan together to witness his destruction."

"Same, same, who is this Xiao Huai? Does anyone know him or has he seen him? Is he famous?"

Xiao Qian and Xiao Huai stood at the back of the crowd, not saying a word. Xiao Huai looked calm and at ease, as if he was not the person they were discussing.

Xiao Qian's face looked a little bad, but like Xiao Huai, he didn't show much expression on his face.

He was just speechless. He actually encountered such a one in a million bad luck thing.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the player who suffered the most from the invalidation of the clues.

But for the real top players, having clues or not will not affect their ability to perform.

Give clues to customers, focusing on reassuring them.

Xiao Huai yawned out of boredom at this moment, raised his eyes and met Xiao Qian's gaze, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Qian raised his eyebrows: "I heard everything."

He was referring to the system notification tone, especially the sentence "High-level gods are using special permissions on you."

"Have you ever offended anyone?" Xiao Qian crossed his arms over his chest, his face expression cold, and added softly, "A high-level god."

Xiao Huai's gaze fell on the chandelier above his head. The light was not very bright, but still a little dazzling. He squinted slightly.

I don’t know if he was thinking or if the bright light hurt his eyes.

He said, "I don't know, but there should be."

For a long time in human society, people have been divided into different classes, let alone gods, high-level gods, and superior gods.

Although the gap between gods may not be too big, the higher gods are still more powerful and more... cruel and terrifying.

Logically speaking, high-level gods are only interested in top players, but it is not ruled out that they may suddenly have the whim to watch newbies live broadcasts.

Xiao Huai didn’t know what a high-level god was, but to him, all gods were the same.

Xiao Qian seemed to sigh lightly, his brows slightly furrowed, "It's a bit unlucky, but don't worry, I'm here."

Xiao Huai looked at him and asked, "From your tone, you sound familiar?"

Xiao Qian's eyelashes trembled slightly, his thoughts drifted far away, and he nodded after a long time.

"Ah."

"What happened next?" Xiao Huai's eyes did not move away from Xiao Qian's face, as if he wanted to see through all his hidden emotions.

A barely perceptible gloom filled Xiao Qian's eyes. "Later, he died. His body was torn into pieces bit by bit by the so-called high-level gods, and even his soul was torn into pieces as well."

Xiao Huai was silent.

Xiao Qian raised his chin slightly, a faint smile appeared on his face, but there was a mocking look in his eyes.

He looked at Xiao Huai and said coldly, "The reason is ridiculous. It's just because he didn't want to continue participating in the horror game. He offended the high-level god who had been sponsoring him, so he was forcibly teleported to a special copy. It was specially built for him..."

funeral.

Xiao Qian didn't finish his words, as he didn't want to put too much burden on Xiao Huai.

The difficulty of special dungeons is generally inconsistent with the number of levels, and the difficulty will likely become higher.

But as long as it's a game, there's a way to beat it.

At this moment, a girl appeared in the hall. For a moment, everyone saw a pair of things like bat wings spread out and disappear.

They widened their eyes slightly and stared at the girl in disbelief.

The girl with long hair had pale skin and wore a white dress, looking like a saint in a church, but she had a sly smile on her face.

"Welcome, the assembly is almost complete. Let me introduce myself. I am Believer Number Three."