This rule indicates that it doesn't matter if you die in the game. As long as you finally guarantee that the werewolf will be destroyed, he will still be able to enter overtime.

After the dungeon begins, Qiao Lan dies. According to previous calculations, the identities players need to play should have motives for murder, and they are more or less involved with Qiao Lan.

Thinking of this, Xia Yihui couldn't figure it out.

This time, his identity is just a traffic star who has just emerged. His age, gender, and market are far from Qiao Lan, and resources are even more impossible to conflict. No matter how you think about it, you feel that you are not as good as Qiao Lan.

If that's the case, how would the dungeon throw dirty water on his head?

I went to the computer for a long time, but I didn't see any strange comments. He was both good at doing things, but he seemed to be honest and had nothing special to do with Qiao Lan.

Xia Yihui sighed and took out the phone given to him by the agent, wanting to see if there is any information on it.

"Dingdong, Dingdong, Dingdong..."

As soon as I turned on my phone, the message prompt sound kept ringing, and more than a dozen times rang.

Xia Yihui thought it was not good, so he quickly took a look at his phone. The top showed that the missed call was displayed, and there were more than 40 channels.

It shows that the time was three hours ago, all from Qiao Lan, which was the time before she jumped off the building.

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The interval between these missed calls is very short, and Xia Yihui can imagine such a picture.

A hysterical woman was sitting by the bed, pressing her cell phone frantically.

"The call you made is currently unanswered, please dial it later."

Hang up and call again.

"The call you made is currently unanswered, please dial it later."

“…”

Xia Yihui trembled all over and quickly abandoned this terrible imagination.

There are 12 text messages in total, 9 of which come from the agent lady. Most of the contents are asking where Xia Yi went back and why he couldn't find anyone.

Until the last article: Let me say it in advance next time I am with Mr. Zhang!!!ヽ(#`Д′)ノ

Xia Yihui was silent and turned off the interface. There were three text messages, one from Zhang Qingyu and two from Qiao Lan.

Xia Yihui first clicked on Zhang Qingyu's text message, and when he saw the content, he laughed out loud.

Zhang Qingyu: Baby, come. I can’t wait to drive you to the washbasin, spread your legs, taste your taste, and completely penetrate you. No. 3 powder room, waiting for you.

When the audience in the live broadcast room saw this text message, they all laughed and said that Zhang Qingyu was really tragic this time. Some people took their mobile phones to take pictures of the live broadcast and put them on the forum. It is better to have fun and enjoy everyone than to enjoy the wonderful texts together.

Xia Yihui really couldn't imagine how Zhang Qingyu said this. A ascetic face said expressionlessly, "Come on baby, come on," "Put your legs open." The picture is so funny.

He typed 'I've got my legs wide open, just waiting for you to get on hahaha'.

When I was about to send it out, I thought of the previous saying that I could not flirt with Zhang Qingyu, so Xia deleted it word by word and typed it again, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm a serious person."

The sending was successful. Xia Yihui was almost distracted. He never expected that the great master Zhang's lifetime reputation would be destroyed by him.

After a while of joy, he suddenly woke up. Before he could do his job, he was in a mess and he still had time to laugh at Zhang Qingyu.

Taking a deep breath, Xia Yihui clicked on the message Qiao Lan sent him.

There are two in total, and the content is very concise.

【8:34 Qiao Lan

Answer my phone, or I'll die for you.]

【8:45 Qiao Lan

You are wrongly in love with him.]

Qiao Lan jumped off the building at 8:45 pm to be precise. In other words, she jumped out of the window after sending the message.

"What does it mean to be in love with 'he'?" Xia Yihui quickly caught the point and pondered: "Who is this 'he' referring to?"

I didn't expect that my identity was really related to Qiao Lan.

One is a female star in the last century, and the other is a popular male star who has emerged rapidly in the century. The only thing that makes people doubt is the support relationship.

But he has been kept by Zhang Qingyu, so he shouldn't have fallen into any triangular emotional entanglement with Qiao Lan. Unless the "he" mentioned by Qiao Lan refers to Zhang Qingyu.

He circled around and finally walked around Zhang Qingyu's head.

There is too little information collected at present, so Xia Yihui still has to come up with any construction-informed conclusions.

After thinking about it, he decided to add some endurance value first.

After reaching 13, his endurance limit increased to 200.

After coming to the dungeon, he only experienced a 9 o'clock dinner deduction, so his current endurance value is 190 o'clock.

I took out a piece of bread, Xia Yihui quickly finished it, and then looked at the endurance value, or 190.

Xia Yihui: "..."

He didn't believe in evil, so he took out another bottle of milk.

This time he was drinking while watching the endurance value entry.

The number did not rise but decreased. After drinking a bottle of milk, his endurance value dropped to 187.

What's going on? The endurance value of the supplementary products has dropped?

I paused my diet, and now Xia Yihui can see clearly.

It’s not that you lose your endurance value by eating, but that you lose it much slower. If you don’t eat it, you lose it faster, and you lose more than thirty points of your endurance value in less than a minute.

The sense of crisis suddenly broke out.

The live broadcast room barrage asked what happened. Could it be that Xia Yihui accidentally triggered a buff in the dungeon, but there was no prompt for the dungeon.

He began to lose his endurance value silently. If Xia Yihui hadn't had thick blood, he might have been near the deadline now.

Xia Yihui paced back and forth in the room, and his brain ran quickly.

So far, there should be only two situations that deduct endurance values ​​from the dungeon. One is 6 o'clock, 12 o'clock, and 21 o'clock, and 10 o'clock will be deducted each time.

Another situation is ooc.

"I can also sit in the room and have an ooc?" Xia Yihui was puzzled and was completely confused.

The endurance value dropped so quickly. Later, Xia Yihui even used two bottles of medicine to save the precarious endurance value.

Fans in the live broadcast room were even more anxious than Xia Yihui himself, and they all made suggestions, sometimes asking if the clothes were wrong, and sometimes asking if it was time for the character to take a bath.

Xia Yihui was also anxious. Losing endurance value is equivalent to losing vitality, and he must find the source of OOC as soon as possible. Otherwise, according to the current momentum, he will be exhausted alive.

After looking through his phone, Xia Yihui shouted: "I understand!"

After shouting, he quickly rushed to the wardrobe, took off his clothes and pants with his hands and feet, and kicked off his underwear even if he was short of his underwear.

Finally, Xia Yihui changed into a nightgown that was barely at the base of her thighs.

The material of the nightgown is light and can float up as soon as the wind blows. When the movement is slightly larger, you can see some 18 pictures.

The fans in the live broadcast room looked at his movements in a daze, not understanding what he wanted to do.

The next second, Xia Yihui rushed to the door of the room, opened the door, and ran barefoot to the corridor on the 5th floor.

The wind blew in from the window, bringing Xia Yihui's robe, revealing her slender and white thighs.

There were also several celebrity artists in the corridor who were about to return to their room. When they saw Xia Yihui's outfit, they were all stunned and couldn't react for a long time.

Xia Yihui smiled, and his eyes were full of charming and seductiveness.

"I'm going to go to Mr. Zhang's room. You are blocking the way. I'll let you go."

**

"Ding Dong~"

The message prompt sounded.

Zhang Qingyu had just arrived at his room.

The room is like a luxurious hotel room. The bed is large and soft, the windows are in the form of floor-to-ceiling windows, and are decorated with white curtains. The floor is covered with lilac fluffy carpets, and the touch is like stepping on the clouds, light and soft.

The entire decoration style looks extremely refreshing and is definitely not a place for ordinary people to live in.

Looking down from the window, you can see it almost at a glance.

It is obvious that his identity has received a unique advantage, and the room happened to be at the end of the fifth floor.

During the award ceremony, whether it is a nightly banquet downstairs or a shameful transaction in the gutters upstairs, it must be extremely lively.

Dozens of people often chat and laugh together, and there are drunk and courageous little stars knocking on the door in the middle of the night. In such an environment, it is almost as difficult to sleep in peace.

The organizer deliberately moved his room to the innermost part of the floor, with the best sound insulation, the most luxurious interior facilities, and the viewing angle was wide. I have to say that Zhang Qingyu was indeed placed in a very high position.

Thinking of the prompt sound just now, he turned on his phone and looked at it.

【Xia Yi 11:53

Don't talk nonsense, I'm a serious person.]

Zhang Qingyu frowned and adjusted it to the outbox. After taking a look, he was silent for five minutes.

The air was a little hot, and Zhang Qingyu loosened his neckline. The agent found this piece of clothing from somewhere. The size was small and tightly worn on his body, which was very uncomfortable.

He walked into the shower room, turned on the shower switch, and stood directly on the shower head without taking off his clothes.

The bone-broken water flowed down his face, and along his Adam's apple into his collar, sliding across his chest. Under the stimulation of the cold water, his crazy beating heart cooled a little.

Everything in the dressing room was vaguely floating in my mind. As long as my eyes were closed, I would look naked.

His temples and smiles all appeared before his eyes, touching his thoughts and occupying all his mind.

After ten years of breaking up, his heart also remained silent for ten years. He thought that he would see him again and that his heart, which had long been dead, would not have any fluctuations.
To be continued...