Fu Yao's body was trembling, and there were shaking bone-knitting knives hanging on the ceiling. No one knew when they would fall.

Zhong Ying's death does not mean that the room is absolutely safe.

Instead, it becomes an inseparable shadow, deeply planted in everyone's heart.

Zhong Ying died so suddenly that she didn't say a word.

No one knows what she encountered.

These unknowns have become huge pressure, all accumulated on Fu Yao's shoulders.

She could barely breathe.

She walked to the long table and reached out to pick up the incense in front of her. Her trembling hands could not point them at the faint flames of the candle.

"Me, can I—" she stopped talking.

She remembered that when Zhong Ying looked at her just now, she also avoided her so coldly.

No one would want to exchange with her.

Even Bai Qiuye, who is a newborn calf, is not afraid of tigers, will never step into this room for the second time after seeing such a terrifying result.

Moreover, the exchange does not mean a good result. Even if she changes to fifth place, she will eventually go in.

Isn’t Zhong Ying just reaping his own consequences?

But, she really doesn't want to go in!

Fu Yao shouted: "I won't go! I won't do this task anymore!"

The man with a headband cursed and said, "No, you have to go in. This is our decision to draw lots. You have participated!" He is the fourth place. If Fu Yao doesn't go in, he should go in.

Mojie pushed his glasses: "Fu Yao, if we all push this task, we can't unlock the next job."

Fu Yao looked at them resentfully: "Don't stand and talk without any pain in your back. I know what you are thinking! You wish I could take out the light, and you don't have to go in after that, right?"

Mojie coughed: "I hope you can take out the lights, if you can't take them out, it means you're dead."

Fu Yao's body was trembling slightly: "Mojie, you are level 44, shouldn't you take responsibility?!"

Mojie frowned slightly: "Although my level is higher than you, I am not your nanny."

The man in the headband echoed and pushed her into the door: "Don't be morally kidnapped, go in quickly."

Fu Yao's fingernails were clenched into the man's wrist of the headband: "Chen Chen, you still want to hug your thighs? Do you think you can escape if I die? Hahaha, you are the fourth one!"

The man with a hairband paused, and did not care about the pain in his wrist, and subconsciously looked back at Mojie.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Mojie's mouth: "Why, you were moved by her?"

Suddenly, a voice penetrated into the increasingly intense internal strife of the three.

Bai Qiuye raised his hand tremblingly: "I can go in for you."

Fu Yao looked at her in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Bai Qiuye: "I'll go in for you, and you don't need to go in again in the future."

Fu Yao couldn't suppress her joy: "Bai Ye, thank you--"

Bai Qiuye said a shameless thing: "But there will be a fee."

Bai Qiuye: "This is not a change of position, so it is more expensive."

She thought for a moment: "150 survival coupon."

What a profiteer!

Fu Yao took a look at the blood-colored room where Zhong Ying's body was still lying on, and the gods and men in her heart fought.

Fu Yao: "150 survival coupon is too expensive"

Bai Qiuye: "Okay, we are destined to be together."

Fu Yao was about to bargain, but Mo Jie, who was beside him, suddenly spoke.

Mojie: "I'll give 150."

The man with a headband gritted his teeth: "I'm 160!"

Bai Qiuye was happy and said: "It's better to have a 150 survival coupon to replace the quota. I can help you enter the room. The next one is based on the first one, and add 50 survival coupons."

Fu Yao said in a silence: "I didn't say I won't buy it!"

She regretted in her heart, hating why she had not agreed before and now she had to bid with the other two.

Moger: “180.”

Fu Yao quickly interrupted: "I'm 190!"

The man with a hairband: "200, don't add it!"

Fu Yao: "But"

Mo Jie suddenly woke up and pushed his glasses: "In this way, no one should bid. The extra 150 will be shared by the three of us."

The man with a headband said unwillingly: "That's all I can do."

If they add it, they will go bankrupt.

Although they violated the auction rules, Bai Qiuye didn't say anything.

The 850 survival coupon was paid in one breath, which made her feel safe.

She happily completed the deal with three reluctant people.

Bai Qiuye smiled and his eyes narrowed like Maitreya Buddha: "Then have I gone in?"

Everyone was speechless, and they wanted to let her die for a moment, but they were afraid that she would die.

Bai Qiuye's figure disappeared behind the dark red door curtain. After a minute, she came out empty-handedly.

Bai Qiuye: "I didn't get it."

She deliberately.

The man with the hairband saw that Bai Qiuye did not take a light in order to earn the survival coupons of the other two.

He didn't want Bai Qiuye to succeed, but he didn't dare to regret it, so he relied on himself to go in.

Seeing Bai Qiuye disappearing behind the curtain again, the corners of the man with his hair twitched: "Will she not be afraid of overturning this way?"

A cold light flashed across Mojie's lenses: "I'm afraid she's sure she won't overturn."

Fu Yao asked in shock: "Why?"

Mojie: "Do you still remember that there was something called a novice protection mechanism half a year ago?"

Fu Yao thought for a long time and finally remembered a very useless feature half a year ago: "That, didn't that disappear after upgrading?"

The man with a headband took a breath: "Bai Ye is only level 1 now, and she can still be protected by this mechanism!"

Fu Yao: "But that protection mechanism is useless."

The novice protection mechanism has a time limit for each time, which can only last for 2 minutes, and the cooling interval is 6 hours.

The most important thing is that when they are at level 1, they have no way to trigger this mechanism.

Mojie looked over the sky in a vague way: "You can turn off the camera first."

He was so serious that the man with the hairband and Fu Yao were excited. What Mojie wanted to say must be of great importance.

Even if they have to deduct twenty percent of the gains when turning off the shot once, they are willing to do so.

Seeing the two of them turn off the camera, Mojie said: "It didn't work for us at that time, but you should know that the mechanism was to protect the novice from being attacked too high. This dungeon has level 30, exceeding the level 29 of Baiye, and meets the activation conditions. So it's useless to us, and it's a magical tool for her."

The man with a headband: "Hiss--Why haven't I heard of it?"

Mojie: "I know the top 200 people, he told me. He said that those at the top of the pyramids are studying how to activate that function again. Unfortunately, they have not yet developed the way to turn it on after level 1."

Fu Yao: "It's worthy of being Brother Jie, I even know this kind of news."

"The casualties in this copy will not be low, but if you use Baiye rationally, the rest of us may be able to pass without any injuries." Mojie said, "Next, we must protect her in the process of CD."

Fu Yao was cheated of a lot of money by Bai Qiuye, a little reluctant, but Mo Jie said it was an undeniable fact.

The man with a hairband immediately flattered, "Brother Jie is right."

After they didn't have to go into the house to take risks, the importance of pleasing Moje back to the first place.

Mojie knew his thoughts very well, and pushed the mirror frame and snorted coldly.

In the live broadcast room, the audience who was originally watching the three-person camera was suddenly forced to pop up, and the picture returned to the concentration point located at Widow Du's house.

[How did they turn off the camera.]

[What did Mojie say?]

[I'm so anxious.]

[Does Bai Ye have any killer weapon?]

[The screen is restored!]
To be continued...