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

When Xiao Huai was in the player's standby world, he had already whetted the appetites of many gods.

The gods were curious about which game Xiao Huai would choose.

From the moment Xiao Huai stepped onto the Island of Redemption, the system prompted him that he had entered the high-end player promotion area.

A large number of gods instantly poured into his live broadcast room, and he rushed to the center position in the traffic area.

The last time he entered the high-end player push area was in "Witch's House". At that time, it was because he had a hidden identity, and completing the task was many times more difficult than others.

This time, it was because of the special nature of the "Atonement Island" copy.

The survival rate on Redemption Island has hovered around 5 percent year-round.

In other words, out of forty players, only two can ultimately complete the game.

This kind of game is worth watching.

When the gods who flocked into Xiao Huai's live broadcast room saw that Xiao Huai had chosen this game, they could not hide the ridicule in their eyes.

Is he a madman or is he seeking death?

Going further, they saw the river god.

The live broadcast room of the gods became hot again.

The Jade-faced River God always harbors evil intentions.

His appearance always digs out the dirtiest and most filthy side of human heart.

At the same time, his appearance also means how unlucky Xiao Huai is.

No matter who the river god lets go, he will not let Xiao Huai go.

He is a god who loves the spotlight.

Coincidentally, among all the players, Xiao Huai has the highest popularity.

He would not let him go. He wanted to keep Xiao Huai and let him go on stage to be his guest performer.

Entertainment to death.

Some of the gods who were watching Xiao Huai's live broadcast frowned.

There is no fairness in playing games with a cheating person.

Another group of gods excitedly gave out gifts.

"Haha, it's been a while since I saw Linghu hold a funeral for a player. He must be the one who's going to die soon."

The River God will hold a grand funeral for every player who dies in his game.

This funeral almost meets the aesthetic standards of all evil gods.

The funeral ends the tragedy.

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The river god laughed softly, his laughter was as gentle as a breeze, but it was chilling and cold.

He and Xiao Huai looked at each other, and a strange doting expression appeared on his fox-like face, his eyes as if he was looking at a prey that was about to fall into the abyss.

"You guessed it right. I hope you are the real mole, so you are now."

He leaned close to Xiao Huai's ear, his voice so low that it seemed to come from another world, cunning and deceitful, "Next, come and accept your punishment."

The sound swirled in the air.

Everyone around was stunned.

Windows popped up one after another on their system interface.

"Clearance warning! Clearance warning!"

"Player Xiao Huai is the insider in this round of the game. Punishment will be carried out in two minutes. All players, please stay away from Xiao Huai immediately!"

Chen Chong frowned. How could it be Xiao Huai?

How could he be the traitor?

In an instant, a guess flashed through Chen Chong's mind.

Everyone could be a traitor, but who is the traitor in the end is decided by the river god.

Xiao Huai understood this. He knew very well that if he participated in this game in the conventional way, the result would definitely be failure.

So, he stepped forward decisively, manipulated everyone, and forced the answers to be consistent.

This action will undoubtedly make him a thorn in the eyes of the river god.

Chen Chong frowned and calculated the possibilities in her mind.

When he saw the hexagram, he was slightly stunned.

Moderately lucky, nothing serious.

At the same time, the moment the River God turned around, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and the smile on his lips became even deeper.

"Hmm?" He raised an eyebrow, seeming amused. "You've entered a special state, and the punishment is tenfold... Looks like you might not be able to escape."

The river god's voice was indifferent, as if he was just saying something trivial, but the coldness and cruelty in his words froze the air instantly.

Everyone else showed some signs of panic, even Nangong An clenched his fists and stayed beside Xiao Huai.

People like Feng Wu have already run away quietly.

He saw that a small path had emerged from the river that had trapped them, so he quickly slipped away while no one was paying attention.

Geng Hongyi and Gao Menghan were still standing there, but both of them felt a little uneasy.

They all thought they were the traitors, but in the end it was Xiao Huai who was punished.

And the inner demon lost...

Then everything they did before was just a joke of a clown.

In contrast, facing the threat from the river god, Xiao Huai did not show the slightest panic.

He still stood there, his expression calm, his eyes as still as the sea.

It was as if the person who was about to be punished tenfold was not him at all.

There was still a calm light in those wine-red eyes, and he was not moved at all.

The River God was intrigued by Xiao Huai's reaction. His fox-like eyes narrowed slightly, and his smile became more playful.

He was looking forward to it, looking forward to seeing how this calm young man would struggle under the punishment he had carefully designed.

Perhaps, Xiao Huai's calmness was just an appearance, and he would reveal a look of despair sooner or later.

The river god slowly opened his arms, and his red robe fluttered in the wind, his sleeves floating away as lightly as in a dream.

The red color was no longer just fabric, but blended into the surrounding air, like flames in the sky, or burning stardust, gradually turning into a gauze-like mist, dyeing the surrounding environment a strange red.

He glanced at Geng Hongyi and the other man calmly, and said nonchalantly, "You won the game."

Then, whether it was the golden man, the silver man, or the so-called corpse, they were all pushed by an invisible force and slowly floated to the other side.

The River God chuckled, "The choice is still in your hands. I can give you all three, but in the end, you can only choose one. The others will be completely destroyed and turned into nothingness."

Before they could even be surprised, the two of them had already teleported to the other side together.

"You two seem eager to stay and be punished with him."

The next second, the river god appeared in front of Chen Chong and Nangong An, smiling.

Nangong An looked at him coldly, wanting to brainwash him.

The River God's mouth curled up slightly, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes: "The lower-level gods may be bewitched by you, but don't forget, I was born to bewitch people."

His words were like silk threads, long and echoing, constantly circling in the minds of Chen Chong and Nangong An.

Gradually, the eyes of both of them became dull.

The red gauze fell on their faces, pushing them forward, and finally disappeared from sight.

Only He Shen and Xiao Huai were left on the field.

The so-called clearing of the field does not require players to leave on their own.

The river god will drive them away one by one.

He smiled to himself, completely unaware, and not even noticing that a snow-haired god was standing quietly on a treetop not far away.

He wore a red devil mask, and his white robe fluttered gently in the breeze, like a star hanging high in the sky, untainted by the world.