Of course, thin men can have a premonition of what the audience in the live broadcast room can realize.

Seeing that the development of things had far exceeded his premonition, the thin man was shocked and hurriedly ran to Xia Yi and turned around, staring at the female referee who was dancing in the firelight, and whispered: "Big Boss, what should I do with my Hongjing?"

Xia Yihui's expression remained unchanged: "Don't worry, I'll give it to you."

The thin man was full of entanglement and had a courage. He said tactfully, "Big Boss, don't misunderstand, I don't trust you. But if this woman is bombed and died, those red crystals may also be bombed in a mess, and they won't be able to fight at that time..."

"She will not die." Xia Yihui said: "I will not let her die."

After a pause, he looked up at the female referee who was embarrassed and said with great interest: "Fireworks are set off on the top floor, and she is still needed to appear in full bloom at that time."

On the other side.

The female referee was already scared and her face turned pale.

The candlelight burns cashmere for a while and the fire is not big, but it cannot hold back a blowout/pharmaceutical/pack tied to her legs. At this moment, even the smallest fire is like a disaster in the eyes of the female referee.

She screamed, turned around and ran away.

Xia Yihui had only time to say the word "chase", and Zhang Qingyu caught him and put him on his back.

He was stunned for a moment, and pursed his lips for a while and still said nothing. He quickly raised half of his arm to hug Zhang Qingyu's neck, and tied his feet firmly around his waist and abdomen.

A whirlwind passed by, and a player who was crying and running wildly behind him was running around in tears.

Xia Yihui took out the candle torch from the space, threw it into the fire, and approached Zhang Qingyu's ear and said quickly: "Hurry! Let's chase her with the candle torch of the fire!"

Zhang Qingyu was silent for a moment and did as he said.

The live broadcast room seemed to be affected by the rapid shaking of the camera, and the barrage was flying very quickly at this time.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

"The female referee who was mourning was not only cut off her hair, but also tied up and ran around. It was so silent that the man and the woman were crying. hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"But where are they going? I feel that Xia Xia's direction seems to be very clear."

"Before, I couldn't go out on the third floor and I was always lost. But this guy who arranged the trap seemed to have figured out the overall layout of the luxury cruise ship. He was sure he told Xia Xia."

"In other words, Xia Xia wants to drive the female referee to a place, where will she go?"

Soon the live broadcast room audience got the answer.

The four of them ran wildly in the corridor for a long time. When there were more than two hours before midnight, everyone in the live broadcast room finally saw the layout other than the corridor.

To be honest, most people were not surprised when they saw the stairs.

Yes, the cruise ship is so big, and now there are disputes between the NC nobles everywhere. If you don’t get involved in these bad things, where can you run? Aren’t you just going to the top of the cruise ship?

The female referee was in a panic. At this time, she had no measures to think at all, so she could only climb up the stairs dizzyly.

After confirming that the explosives and medicine stuck on her ankle could not be removed, she tried to take off her boots, but the boots seemed to grow on her feet, and she couldn't get rid of them no matter how she shook them.

Just think about it and you will know that this must be Zhang Qingyu's skill.

Looking at the candle torch behind her, the female referee felt that these white candles were much more boring than usual.

Just stumbled and fought in the guerrilla war, and the four of them finally ran to the top.

During this period, Xia Yihui hung on Zhang Qingyu like a koala, and could not predict it in advance. On several occasions, his nose bridge hit Zhang Qingyu's shoulders, and he made Venus appear in front of him.

After finally settled down easily, Xia Yizhuan was shocked at that moment.

The female referee was kneeling on the steps ahead, and walking a few more steps upwards will give the panoramic view of the entire cruise ship.

And the corner where Xia Yihui is, he can just take all the top floor into his eyes.

This place is a bit different from what I imagined. Namma Xia Yihui believes that the layout of the top floor should be like the floor below, with twists and turns and various rooms and decorations, but the top floor is not that complicated.

This place looks like a grand auditorium that has been empty, with golden and blue inside, and wood-carved hard seats are placed around the venue one by one. Many people are wearing various evening gowns and their faces are solemn.

Overall, it looks like a royal dance, with a hint of loftyness and stability in luxury.

Of course, the condition is to neglect the empty dance floor and a group of players who can't stand it at first sight.

The Arabic numerals on the badges on these players' chests did not reach 100, but they still reached the top floor early, which was obvious. It was nothing more than thinking about picking up the soft persimmons and robbing those who had enough 100 red crystals on the top floor. I think it would be so good.

While there was a stalemate, a burst of cheers suddenly broke out during the dance party.

"The fireworks are refreshing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the venue became restless.

Countless players rushed towards the place where fireworks were refreshed. The NCs stood there with a smile, watching those people fighting for death and fighting for the death of a firework, and felt a sense of indifference to life.

Perhaps it was because the location where the fireworks were refreshed this time was so mysterious that before Xia Yihui could find where the fireworks were, the fireworks were ignited.

The sky was filled with fire and fire soared into the sky. The ceiling was like a bottomless black hole that absorbed everything, and in an instant, it swallowed up nothing left.

Black, white, red, blue...

The ceiling burst out with many colors that cannot be described, and fireworks are like a catalyst, catalyzing these colors more surging and vigorous.

This strange scene lasted for about a minute before it came to an end.

The people who lit the fireworks were gone long ago. The people at the dance looked at each other in a row. The NCs held their goblets high, took a sip of the red wine inside, and smiled intoxicatedly.

The players calmed down. A small number of people who had collected 100 red crystals retracted back to the corner, waiting for the new fireworks to come out, while also having evil intentions around the place.

Most players who had not collected the number of tasks paused, exchanged their gazes, and slowly projected their gloomy eyesight to the entrance of the dance party.

There, Xia Yihui stood expressionlessly on her face.

It was only one step away from the dance party, and for a moment, he was neither above nor below.

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Always regarded as soft persimmons by all kinds of people, Xia Yihui really seriously considered whether to reform his image.

Otherwise, what if the cos Green Great Man wears big shorts, trains up his bulging muscles, and then puts green all over his body?

No, no, let’s forget it... If you want to prove that you are not a soft persimmon, there is one more measure, that is, Ting. In the past, when you passed away, no one dared to come and call him again.

Xia Yihui raised his right hand, greeted the people in the dance hall with a smile, and said idle face: "Hey, I said, why are there no one below? Are you hiding here?"

The dance hall was silent for a moment, and everyone hid the greed in their faces, laughed a few times with silence, and then looked solemn again after a few seconds.

Obviously, no one dares to be the first to eat crabs yet.

Xia Yihui was relaxed and relaxed, shrugged and stopped talking.

At this time, the female referee's response was particularly fast. She crawled and rolled into the dance hall. The crowd avoided the crowd wherever she passed, and no one wanted to stay with a bomb that could explode at any time.

She found a small corner to sit down. The female referee was crying and she was about to deal with the explosives tied to her feet, while paying attention to Xia Yihui's dynamics at any time.

Although his skills were not good enough, Xia Yihui's little mind always showed off many tricks that would hurt people's collapse. After the female referee left, she was completely afraid of Xia Yihui.

There is tranquility in the dance hall.

Xia Yihui wanted to look at Zhang Qingyu, and the two looked at each other for a moment, then stepped into the dance hall side by side.

The stairway seemed like a very distinct watershed. Just as the two of them officially stepped into the dance hall, a breeze suddenly blew around them, accompanied by starlight.

At the beginning, Xia Yihui was surprised, but when he saw the strange appearance of the people in the hall, he quickly calmed down.

The starlight began from the ankles and slowly spread upwards. Wherever they passed, the noble clothes quietly changed.

Lan Ben Xia Yi turned around and wore an ancient European aristocratic shawl vest. After the starlight crushed him, he was completely renewed and forced to change out the glorious outfit and transform into a more cumbersome outfit.

He was wearing a black erect boot on his feet, a blood-red robe with gold threads on his sides as decoration, and his chest was not big, making him look like a overlapping Hanfu.

The most eye-catching mark is a flowing white gold ribbon tied around Xia Yihui's waist. The tail of the ribbon is made of gauze material. When the wind blows, it will float into the air, jumping flexibly with people walking, making people unable to move their eyes away.

This outfit... doesn't seem to look like ancient European clothes, but it's a bit like ancient Chinese clothes.

Thinking of this, Xia Yihui's eyebrows hopped and subconsciously turned to look at Zhang Qingyu.

The latter also changed into a set of general clothes from the ancient Chinese Kingdom, and could faintly reflect Xia Yihui's outfit.

The white gold armor crown body, each piece of armor is placed layer by layer in the most appropriate position, which looks extremely dazzling. This outfit and Guanyu are paired with Zhang Qingyu's cold eyebrows and eyes, giving people a sense of enthusiasm for the young general who is just right.

What a tyrant and Yu Ji!

After chewing these two names in my heart for a few times, Xia Yihui suddenly laughed and said to Zhang Qingyu in a low voice: "This clothes make me feel a little uncomfortable. Hey, do you think I will commit suicide seriously later, right?"

Zhang Qingyu looked at Xia Yiqiu coldly, as if he didn't like this disagreement joke, and frowned and said, "This is not Wujiang."

Xia Yihui knew it and replied meaningfully: "Yes, this is not Wujiang, and you and I are naturally not Yu Ji and Ba Wang."

This sentence is unclear. Lan Ben Xia Yihui thought that Zhang Qingyu was too lazy to think about the profound meaning of this sentence, but he did not expect that Zhang Qingyu would immediately clarify his meaning.

He pursed his lips and said seriously: "Xiang Yu can't cover Yu Ji, but I will try my best to cover you."

Xia Yihui was slightly stunned and said, "Did you say such things ten years ago?"

Zhang Qingyu said: "What do you mean?"

"Love words." Xia Yihui said dryly again: "Love words have always been flirting but not responsible. I don't trust love words."

Zhang Qingyu frowned: "This is not a love word, this is what you have said before."

After saying that, he glanced at the ribbon on Xia Yihui's waist, then glanced at it and said, "The mutant crisis broke out to an uncontrollable stage. You said you would try your best to protect me, and later... you did."

This is not love words, this is the truth.
To be continued...