Zhang Qingyu didn't say anything. He drowsed in his eyes slightly, and there was a slight hint of fatigue on his face.

Xia Yihui's eyes flashed, and Yufeng was still there, "Can you ask who was forced to do it?"

As soon as he said this, many viewers in the live broadcast room fell into a confused mood.

When talking to Li Bai, the other party clearly stated clearly that it was Xia Yihui who forced Zhang Qingyu to freeze himself. Why did he seem to have forgotten this matter completely?

Xia Yihui ignored the bang of the barrage in the live broadcast room. He looked directly at Zhang Qingyu, as if he would not move his gaze away if he couldn't wait for the answer.

He naturally remembered the words Li Bai said, and every word seemed to be ringing in his ears and imprinting in his heart. How could he not impress him deeply?

Under this silence of death, Zhang Qingyu seemed to feel something. He slowly raised his eyes and said, "It was me who took the initiative, no one forced me."

Xia Yihui was stunned and said, "But Li Bai..."

Before he could finish a word, Zhang Qingyu interrupted directly and said loudly: "He is lying."

"..." Xia Yihui was silent.

He is not a fool or a blind man, so he can't see such obvious things.

It’s not Li Bai’s lying, it’s Zhang Qingyu’s lying.

This is the first time Xia Yihui has a desperate desire to understand a person's desire.

Although he is careless on weekdays and does not like to pay attention to other people's psychological changes, he suddenly wants to find out what Zhang Qingyu is thinking.

Of course, Xia Yihui was not so stupid that he exposed it directly. He even followed Zhang Qingyu's words and pretended to be shocked and angry: "Why do you want to freeze me?"

This time, Zhang Qingyu stopped talking. He was silent, his hands and feet slightly stiff.

Xia Yizhuan laughed secretly.

A lie often requires countless lies to be filled. It is extremely difficult for Zhang Qingyu to lie once, so how could he lie again and again?

Often lies are self-defeating.

After less than three seconds of quietness, Zhang Qingyu did not respond positively. He stiffly changed the subject.

"I want to ask you for a promise."

The turning point of the topic was extremely stiff, but Xia Yihui couldn't help but take this trick. He replied happily: "Oh? What promise, please tell me first, and I will decide whether to agree."

Zhang Qingyu pursed his lips and said, "How do you feel when you sacrifice someone for the sake of the group?"

Xia Yiya was stunned for a moment.

He thought that even if Zhang Qingyu changed the subject, he would talk about something irrelevant, but he didn't expect that he would be such a tricky problem when he came.

If you think about it carefully, this problem is extremely similar to the previous train track problem. It is also for the sake of the group to kill someone. Xia Yihui's choice was to drive the train to the left and knock on a group of people who did not abide by the rules.

Nowadays, choices are not changed.

He said bluntly: "I don't feel that. Whether it's a group or an individual, I always choose the right side."

Zhang Qingyu replied quickly, "If there is no right or wrong, what will you choose?"

"..." Xia Yihui was silent for a few seconds.

This question...it really stumped him.

Xia Yihui simply stopped tangling and asked directly: "So what promise do you want?"

Zhang Qingyu was silent for a while and spoke softly.

"If there is really such a day, I hope you can choose the...sential group, is that okay?"

At the end of the words, they had already started to tremble slightly.

It is more of a plea than an inquiry.

Xia Yihui was not stupid again. As soon as he heard Zhang Qingyu's ambiguous plea, an extremely terrible guess suddenly popped up in his heart.

——God, could he be the one who was killed?!

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"Sorry." Xia Yihui moved his eyes away, his voice feeling a little bored, "I can't promise you."

The surroundings are quiet and the space is boring, bringing a strong sense of suffocation.

If there wasn't any purple smoke next to it, Xia Yihui would almost think that this was another big fantasy in the ghost card game.

Zhang Qingyu exuded a cold and depressing aura all over his body. He stood up slightly and glanced at another place.

The two people were clearly very similar in distance, but at this moment, they seemed to be separated by a vast and bright galaxy, and the distance seemed far away.

The audience in the live broadcast room didn't know what to say at this time.

In the real world.

After scolding Xia Yi, his brother was kicked out of the room by his sister. He wandered outside for a long time, and finally fell to the sofa and turned on the TV decadently.

StarNet repaired very quickly, and at this time, most of the TV signals had been restored, so the TV screen was not as gray as it was just beginning.

I originally wanted to watch TV series or entertainment programs, but unfortunately, after turning on the TV, the wireless escape game analysis was analyzed. Even when e-sports games were at their hottest times, they did not reach such unprecedented grand occasions.

My brother was a little annoyed. He changed several stations, either Zhang Qingyu or Xia Yihui on the TV, and several players who were in the limelight in China/China.

Seeing Xia Yihui's face swaying in front of her eyes, the brother finally couldn't help but turn off the TV. He stood up and ran to the door of his sister's room and scratched the door.

"Sister, I was wrong. I shouldn't have scolded Xia Yihui..."

"Brother apologizes to you."

"Is Xia Yihui the most awesome, okay?"

After calling for a long time, there was no response from inside, so the brother curiously approached the door, and heard the girl's crying sound from inside.

His expression changed, he opened the door and broke in.

At that time, my sister had already cried.

She stared at the darkness on the screen and almost burst into tears, "What should I do? Xia Xia was very likely to want to choose to kill herself for the sake of the group. Zhang Dashen freezes him just to prevent him from doing anything randomly..."

My brother was still confused. After hearing the incident, he said in a confused look: "But I saw the barrage and said that Xia Yihui was voluntary back then, so it is clear that it is very likely that his freezing is effective for the group."

After saying that, his heart was a little complicated.

Lan Ben just couldn't stand Xia Yihui and felt that the latter was on his face. But when he heard this, his brother asked himself, if it were him, he wouldn't have made such selfless dedication.

If you want to look down on such a person, then what kind of social garbage he has to be?!

Thinking of this, the brother comforted softly, "If it was really as I guess, at least his death saved many people. In all senses, he was a hero."

My sister cried even louder.

"I don't care whether he is a hero or not. I just feel Xia Xia is so pitiful!!!"

Similar situations occur from time to time in the real world.

If the barrage in the live broadcast room in the past is more or less a bit funny, then now, there is only a heavy feeling left in the barrage.

The audience created something that made people powerless, that is, Xia Yihui didn't know why he was executed, and because of what he was executed, and he wanted to kill something. He just refused to kill Zhang Qingyu very firmly.

This clarifies a problem-

Xia Yihui has already made preparations and will die at any time.

Thinking of this, Xia Yihui's image suddenly became much taller in everyone's hearts.

The trolls who were usually very happy also silently put away the keyboard in their hands, and they would never dare to touch everyone's bad intentions at this time.

Facts have proved that sometimes netizens have too strong brainpower. Xia Yihui didn't think so much at all. There was only one reason why he refused to agree to Zhang Qingyu, that is, he was not someone who would make promises casually.

If we really talk about the possibility that Zhang Qingyu said, Xia Yichang thought about it quite selfishly. He was just an ordinary person, not so noble that he sacrificed his life for some people he didn't know.

So to put it, the problem has returned to the beginning.

What happened back then caused Xia Yihui's temperament to change so greatly.

This is an unsolvable problem, and it is not a problem to think about at this time.

Back to the dungeon game.

It had been quiet outside for about two minutes, and the civilians still did not return. They must have been running away with the unlucky person.

Xia Yihui's heart is beating hard now. He doesn't know what he would think if he refuses Zhang Qingyu so unknown. He has only one motivation now, that is, go out, go out quickly.

It's really boring here.

As soon as I put my hand on the door handle, a cold temperature was attached to the back of my hand.

“…!”

Xia Yihui shook and quickly withdrew his hand. The movement was too large and the narrow space could not be used at all. His elbow hit Zhang Qingyu's abdomen.

The latter groaned, as if he was enduring the pain.

Xia Yihui frowned anxiously and was about to apologize, but the latter slowly shook his head at him and said, "Someone."

Xia Yihui was stunned, narrowed his eyes and listened to him. It was true that there were people outside, but it was not the civilians he had first expected, but another group of people.

Those people were hiding in the room behind before. Since the people in the room in front were created first, they were considered to have survived the disaster. At this time, they were walking towards the third floor hall with vigilance.

The steps seemed to be three people, and the voice sounded a little familiar.

While walking, these people were talking in a low voice.

The red-haired white player with the Arabic numeral '5' on his chest sighed and said, "I didn't expect to catch that Asian man, and I almost broke myself in. Fortunately, there was another unlucky guy in the room in front of me. It was really Jesus' blessing!"

The other blond white man had a much more hostile aura on his face. He angrily kicked the door beside the corridor and made a shocking sound.
To be continued...