A Genius and a God Fell In Love

Nangong Nan gently brushed the smooth blade and said casually: "I'm sorry, your embroidered shoes are too ugly, I can't stand it."

The air suddenly became colder, and mist floated in the corridor.

It's like smoke, making people dizzy.

"Well now, you pissed off the ghost."

Nangong Nan looked over with cold eyes, "We are here to break through the barrier, not to make offerings to the ghosts."

Qin Yi covered her mouth and pulled off Nangong Nan's sleeve and said, "She is not thinking right. We should think about what to do now."

Zhang Hanwen tugged on his suit, and his expression suddenly changed, "Paper dust, there is paper dust."

At the same time, a vague and unreal cry came from my ears.

The crying sound disappeared and appeared, far away and near, and the mournful cry was in people's hearts. They felt flustered and chest tight.

Unburned paper money floated in the sky, falling to the ground and falling on the players.

The players seemed to be controlled one by one, spinning around in circles.

The crying suddenly turned into laughter, and the laughter was evil and weird, like something coming from a cemetery at midnight.

But his figure was nowhere to be seen, and Nangong Nan blinked and woke up.

Her eyes fell on the bracelet given by the elf, and she raised her hand to touch the wooden hairpin in her hair.

Sometimes sharp and harsh, sometimes ethereal and illusory sounds ring in the ears.

Nangong Nan turned around suddenly and slashed with his knife. The mist dispersed a little, but quickly gathered again.

She thought for a while and took out a palm-sized pink morning glory. The petals of the morning glory suddenly tightened.

The next moment, he opened it suddenly, as if he had taken a deep breath.

The mist that hung over the cloister was blown away.

The players woke up instantly and looked at each other in confusion.

"What happened?"

"What just happened?"

"I don't know, I feel a little dizzy."

"Why did the mist disperse?"

Qin Yi rubbed her forehead and said, "Don't worry about it. Since you can leave, just leave quickly."

The group of people left in a hurry and walked down the corridor. In front of them was a white arch bridge.

Under the arch bridge is a pool of lake water. Although the lake water is not dry, it is very dirty.

A layer of withered yellow branches and leaves floated on the water, and a strong stench rushed into the nose, making people sick.

"Ugh~"

The middle-aged woman lay on the bridge railing and retched.

"Sister Li, don't vomit. I can't help but want to vomit when you vomit."

"I can't help it, it smells too bad, vomit——"

Zhang Huan and Tang Junjun also lay on the bridge railing and vomited.

"I'll go." Liu Hui covered his mouth and nose and strode towards the bridge.

Others quickly followed.

Chen Chen shouted: "Stop vomiting and follow me quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three people who were lying on the bridge railing and vomiting "plop-plop" all fell into the lake like dumplings.

"what happened?"

"What happen to you guys?"

Others ran back quickly.

The three of them were struggling in the lake. The middle-aged lady was in good condition. Her skirt was spread like a lotus leaf, and her upper body was exposed and she could still call for help.

"Get me up there, quickly."

Dirty leaves are stuck to their hair, making them extremely dirty, and the smell is stronger than before. The players could bear it before, but now they are so dizzy and unable to stand still.

"Save me, save me quickly."

Zhang Hanwen, a man in a suit, shook his head to wake himself up. He held the bridge and looked out.

Tang Junjun and Zhang Huan have sunk to the bottom of the lake, and only the middle-aged woman is anxiously shouting for help.

Zhang Hanwen took out his stick and pressed it somewhere. The stick lengthened and went deep into the lake.

The middle-aged woman quickly grabbed the stick, and Zhang Hanwen pressed the button again. The stick retracted and pulled the middle-aged woman up.

But she smelled so bad that the others didn't care about anything else, so they covered their mouths and noses and ran under the bridge.

Zhao Huanhuan ran at the front. When she was holding on to the rockery and retching over and over again, she saw Nangong Nan sitting not far away from the corner of her eye.

She was stunned. When did Xiaobei get there? ?

Others ran down one after another.

All of them were holding on to a tree or a rockery while retching.

"I'll go, why is it so smelly? The smell of the cesspit can't even compare to it."

“Oh my god, it’s killing me, vomit——”

After finally regaining their composure, everyone went to see the middle-aged woman and found that although she was dripping wet, the dirt on her body had disappeared.

Xiao Hui said: "Sister Li, is your dress a reward?"

"That's not true." The middle-aged woman was very proud, patted her dress and said, "This is my life-saving magic weapon."

Qin Yi said: "Zhang Huan and Tang Junjun are probably dead."

Zhao Lele said: "There is no way, we don't have rewards like Brother Zhang Hanwen."

The middle-aged woman held Zhang Hanwen's hand and thanked her excitedly, "Thank you so much."

Zhang Hanwen smiled gently, "It's okay, but unfortunately, I can only save you one, Zhang Huan and Tang Junjun..."

Zhou Kaiyu said: "Every one can be saved."

"yes."

Nangong Nan sat on the stone bench and looked at them, her eyes lingering on Zhang Hanwen.

She could clearly remember how this person was so greedy for life and fearful of death that he framed and exploited players.

Now, he actually reaches out to save people.

Did he change his mind after a few rounds of the game?

There are also middle-aged women...

Nangong Nan obviously felt that she was deliberately targeting her.

Zhang Huan also targeted her. The reason why she took the middle-aged woman out alone to think about it was because she always felt that her behavior was a bit weird.

other people--

"When did she run there?" the middle-aged woman pointed at Nangong Nan and asked in surprise.

The eyes of others were also a little complicated. They ran back to save their teammates, but she showed no reaction and had no intention of saving anyone.

Liu Hui said with a bad face, "When did she ever unite?"

The others pursed their lips and said nothing, but their expressions were not good.

Nangong Nan didn't care, she could actually act alone.

But it's already weird to have so many familiar players in the same game.

And her sensitive nerves told her that there was something weird among the players, and she had to figure it out.

Zhao Huanhuan walked to Nangong Nan and said with a smile: "Xiao Bei, you ran faster. We were smoked to death and no one could be saved."

Zhou Kaiyu said: "What should we do now? Don't care about Zhang Huan and Tang Junjun?"

Qin Yi said: "They have sunk to the bottom of the lake. Not to mention that we can't save them, even if we can, we can't."

Everyone was silent for a while.

Zhang Hanwen said: "It won't help if we stand here, let's keep walking."

The remaining people continued to move forward, and the middle-aged woman said: "The lake stinks to death, and it smells like rot."

"Sister Li, stop talking, it's so disgusting."

Nangong Nan followed them without saying a word.

Looking around, she noticed the aura of the god just now.

God is now using the new method of companionship very smoothly.

For example, becoming invisible and making her feel his presence.

It will not delay her breakthrough and can accompany her.