A Genius and a God Fell In Love

"My surname is Li," the middle-aged woman said.

Tang Junjun asked tentatively: "Then shall we call you Sister Li?"

The middle-aged woman flipped her hair and said, "Okay, I can still accept it."

The players' mouths twitched.

Little did he know that in the eyes of everyone, her posture was like a madam at a nightclub, and she didn't even know it.

"Kekeke~"

Suddenly a childish voice spread in the wind.

"Your names are so funny~"

The children's voices are ethereal, as if blending into the wind and flowing through the air, pouring into the players' ears from all directions.

Everyone was immediately on alert.

But the child's voice didn't sound again, and the breeze blew by, bringing a chilly and chilly feeling.

Nangong Nan raised his eyes slightly and looked to the left. The sound of "creak" sounded again.

The middle-aged woman took a deep breath. She didn't know when she broke a thick branch and held it in her hand.

The body was slightly bent, making a defensive movement.

Everyone's eyes searched the surroundings for a moment, but found nothing strange, and their tense nerves gradually relaxed.

Qin Yi, who was wearing black-rimmed glasses, said: "Let's go and follow the sound and take a look."

Although the child's voice has not sounded again, no one can completely rest assured if we don't find out the truth at this moment.

The group of people deviated from the direction pointed by the arrow and stepped onto more tangled grass.

Nangong Nan turned his eyes and looked behind him. The thick black arrow was clearly visible among the branches and leaves of the weeds, moving forward without any turning within sight.

The steps were getting farther and farther, and the arrow was blocked behind the long grass.

Nangong Nan suddenly felt a very strange feeling, his head felt hot and uncomfortable, and his legs felt weak.

It was as if I had walked from the road to the underworld onto the road to the underworld, rejecting living people and feeling uncomfortable all over.

She looked at the others. They seemed to be in no physical condition and had normal expressions.

The middle-aged woman even put away the tree branches for self-defense and walked away with her head held high.

His head felt dizzy, and Nangong Nan suddenly pressed his forehead.

It took a while before the dizziness passed.

"Are you OK?"

She raised her eyes and saw Tang Junjun walking in front of her.

"My head is a little dizzy. Do you feel something is wrong in this place?"

Tang Junjun smiled and said, "Just because something is wrong, we have to go take a look."

"As for your body, do you feel uncomfortable in your head and weak in your legs?"

Tang Junjun said: "That's not true. I don't feel anything. Could it be that you can't stand the cold and oppressive wasteland, so you have physiological resistance?"

Nangong Nan casually prevaricated: "Maybe."

Tang Junjun was a little worried: "Have you not encountered this kind of environment in previous games? There will definitely be many such wastelands in the future. What should you do then?"

"It's okay. I'm pretty adaptable. Just get used to it."

"That's good."

Nangong Nan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Therefore, she was really the only one affected by this place.

Why?

Is it because she walked at the back?

She looked behind her and saw a long walkway in the messy grass that had been trampled by the players.

It was as if his traces were imprinted on this piece of grass, and there was a sense of panic about being marked.

Nangong Nan looked at the players walking in front again, his eyes flashing with deep thought.

"Look!"

Chen Chen, a young man wearing a dark black forehead band, exclaimed.

Everyone looked over and saw a rusty and broken swing among the long grass and lush books.

The "creak" sound they heard came from the swing.

"There's no wind blowing now," Xiao Hui said in a low voice.

"So, the swing is automatic when there is no wind?"

As soon as they finished speaking, a strong gust of wind blew in their faces, causing the branches and leaves to sway and making them confused.

A burst of clear and childish laughter came from the front, "Giggle, giggle~ Push harder, push higher~"

"Giggle, giggle, it's so fun~"

The strong wind blew, and the child's voice penetrated my ears.

In front of the empty swing, there were two children. One was sitting on the swing, and the other was standing and pushing from behind.

"I go!"

Chen Chen and Zhang Huan subconsciously took a step back, showing fear on their faces.

Sui An was also a little afraid and did not go any further.

The middle-aged woman shook her hands and said: "The broken swing in the grass, the children who appeared inexplicably on the swing, what does this mean? It means they are not human."

Everyone felt chills running down their backs as they listened to her words.

At this moment, the two children turned their heads.

Black eyes, bluish-white face, and a big blood-red mouth split to the base of the ear.

The players screamed in fright and stepped back again and again, stepping on other people's feet because of their panic.

Even though they were veteran players who had experienced hundreds of battles, they still couldn't help but be scared when they saw such a terrifying scene with their own eyes.

Since ancient times, people have kept a respectful distance from ghosts.

No matter how bold a person is, he cannot break out in a cold sweat if he sees this kind of scene with his own eyes.

The next moment, their faces returned to those of normal children.

The child pushing the swing tilted his head and asked cutely: "Do you want to come and play?"

The players shook their heads quickly. Who wants to swing with ghosts? Do they think their heart is resistant?

"Come on! The swing is very fun~"

The child sitting in the autumn stopped with his feet on the ground, "Dad tied the swing for us. It is very strong. My mother often sits on it and plays on it."

The middle-aged woman whispered: "Let's go back the way we came. These two little guys are definitely not good-hearted."

"Grandma, do you think we are bad kids?"

Her voice was obviously very low, but it was heard by the two children next to the swing.

The middle-aged woman's back felt cold, and she quickly said flatteringly: "No, no, you are so cute, how can you be a bad boy? It's too late for grandma to love you, haha."

"Grandma is so kind. Come and swing with us. You sit on it and my sister and I push."

"No, no."

The middle-aged woman waved her hands quickly, "I'm old and I feel dizzy on the swing, so I'd better let the young people play with you."

Players: "..."

When I called you aunt, you disliked others calling you old. When you were in danger, you said you were too old to handle it. Why are you so cunning?

Also know how to push other people out? hehe!

The child really turned his attention to the others and said in a cute tone: "Then which one of you will come to play with me?"

Qin Yi said warmly: "We are afraid of heights and can't play on the swing."

As she spoke, she gestured to the people behind her to leave quickly.

As a result, before they could take a few steps, they were stopped by a gust of wind.

"no!"

The child's attitude becomes tough, like a naughty child losing his temper with his parents, "You must play with me. If you don't play with me, you can't leave."

When the players heard this, their expressions changed.

"What should I do now? I have a reward, but I can't use it right at the beginning of the game."

"Yes, my reward is a one-time reward. Although it is very lethal, if you use it once, what will you do next?"