He paused: "It's nothing, send me a location and I'll go find you."

"Okay, Zhou Xue must not have any trouble. Fortunately, I have already gone to the women's bathroom to make a speech, and she will not have any danger in a short period of time."

Zhao Ruru quickly took a picture and sent it to Yu Xing on WeChat.

The phone was temporarily hung up, and Yu Xing saw that when he was talking to the tombstone, Zhao Ruru had already called him two WeChat calls, but the "Fang Xing" setting for such invitations was a ban on sound, which caused him not to receive it.

The possibility of "the phone was played by a ghost imitating Zhao Ruru" has also been infinitely reduced.

Yu Xing didn't say a word, and some fragmented inspiration appeared in his mind, but because it was too illusory, it was still not yet shaped.

This is also good, Yu Xing thought.

As for the game, it only takes a little challenge to bring fun.

He felt increasingly that the second phase of the task had definitely been tampered with by that special guest.

Only actors can overcome the long years, grasp his thinking habits, and thus give perfect misleading.

But for this reason, Yu Xing will be the one who can best deduce the actor's ideas in reverse.

He turned around and looked at the vast forest of steles below, his face as usual.

The audience in the live broadcast room could not even detect a slight emotional fluctuation from his expression, but they did not know that if he squinted his eyes or flashed through his eyes, it just meant that he was interested.

When Yu Xing is really excited, he often hides this feeling in the deepest part. Whether it is a volcanic eruption or a frozen river in his heart, there is an airtight cage that strips it out, creating a barrier called "lostness".

The barriers are indestructible, and they are shrouded in secrets and toys belonging to Yu Xing alone.

If a madman and a madman do not cooperate, they will always have to compete to win or lose.

...

The subway station was crowded, and the arrival of the weekend increased the traffic to a higher level. Zhao Ruru mixed in the crowd, blocking his hands with a crossbody bag, trying to calculate Zhou Xue's position in the noise.

Unfortunately, fortune-telling needs to be done in a relatively quiet environment. The excessive noise made Zhao Ruru feel irritated. He turned the chopsticks around like a pen in his hand, but he couldn't sense anything.

She frowned. If the hexagrams calculated in the women's bathroom were not too bad, she would have exploded now.

Even so, Zhou Xue's traces were still missing at all. This woman was like a drop of water, blending into the calm lake.

"Ahhhhh, it's so annoying." Zhao Ruru took a deep breath, maintained his usual calm image, and reluctantly put away the fortune-telling tools.

She is proficient in hexagram techniques, but calling hexagrams consumes energy, especially constantly calling hexagrams in a short period of time, which is a considerable harm to her rationality.

For safety, she could not forget about it for a while, and could only rely on her eyes to find it.

Some people may think that Zhao Ruru is too useless and cannot run away if he can't play, and his reasoning ability is not impressive. The only special thing is fortune-telling, and there are so many restrictions like this.

In fact, prophecy, divination, fortune-telling and other abilities are far more popular among deducers than high force values, because as long as there is such a person, it means that at critical moments, relying on these abilities, the team can avoid many dead ends.

Zhao Mou quickly emerged because he gained a rare divination ability in a sacrifice, and finally steadily led his own branch line to the level that his family should pay attention to.

Zhao Ruru's importance in his school is even more important than Zhao Moulai.

She was crowded in the crowd and felt very tired.
Chapter completed!