Mo Yi was shocked.

He couldn't help but take a few steps back, and his spine hit a hard chest.

Meanwhile, a low voice rang in his ear: "What's wrong?"

Mo Yi couldn't help but feel dazed for a second.

Why does he feel...this tone is a bit familiar?

But Mo Yi searched for the dry intestines, but he could not remember where he had heard this tone.

He turned his head and looked behind him, and saw Song Qi standing against the light. The light behind him blurred his face and was looking at him with his eyes down.

Mo Yi "..."

Although they are about the same size, why do you feel like this guy is one or two centimeters taller than him?

He blinked, and set a distance from Song Qi as if nothing had happened, then turned around and handed him the strange note.

Song Qi looked at him deeply, then reached out to take the note.

Several other players on the side also noticed the unusual movements here, and came over at the same time, stretched their necks and looked at the note in Song Qi's hand.

The blood-red twisted text almost made everyone's backs cool and they subconsciously held their breath.

myturn?

It means...will that unknown thing start to take action next?

The air in the whole room instantly calmed down, and only the sound of some people's Adam's apples trembling and rolling.

A man finally couldn't stand the atmosphere at this moment. He pulled Mo Yi's clothes in a little collapsed, his blood-covered eyes protruded outward, and his black pupils tightened due to tyranny and fear. He roared:

"What the hell did you do?! Are you going to kill us all to be satisfied?"

Mo Yi was caught off guard and dragged over. He subconsciously grasped the other person's wrist with his hand, trying to break free.

But he was too weak and was directly lifted up by the angry man.

Mo Yi looked confused:????

Suddenly, a slender and beautiful hand reached over and gently grabbed the man's hand. Without exerting force, the man howled in pain, tremblingly let go of Mo Yi's hand, and took several steps back tremblingly.

Mo Yi saw with sharp eyes that not far away, the man's thick wrist was strangely bent out in the opposite direction.

Suddenly, a figure stepped forward and blocked his sight.

Mo Yi was stunned and looked up at the person in front of him:...Song Qi?

Song Qi's eyes were deep and there was no emotion. He stretched out his hands to help him tidy up his collar. His cold fingertips unconsciously passed through the red marks strangled on Mo Yi's neck.

Mo Yi was so excited by the cold temperature of his fingers that he subconsciously raised his eyes to look, but before he could say anything, the next second, Song Qi had already let go of his hands as if nothing had happened.

He turned and walked towards the impulsive man just now.

The man's eyes were full of fear, and his face was as pale as paper because of the pain. Seeing Song Qi walking towards him, he retreated back tremblingly, but he could not resist Song Qi's height and long legs, and he reached out to hold his wrist.

I heard a sour "click" sound, and my wrists were corrected.

The man was so distressed that he slapped his throat, and sweat dripped down the lines on his face.

Song Qi looked down at him and narrowed his eyes: "Sorry, I always don't know the importance of my actions."

After saying that, he paused and suddenly laughed softly: "Especially when someone attacked my friend."

The man trembled his lips, and protected his wrist with one hand, not daring to say anything else. He lowered his head in shame and cast a sinister look at Mo Yidi with a sinister look of resentment.

The atmosphere became awkward for a moment.

Mo Yi cleared his throat and spoke in order to ease the tension:

"I think this note should be a game for children abroad, called gallows. One person leaves the gallows and the other person goes to search for the corpse. After finding it, the two pictures can be spelled into a complete word."

He looked down at the wrinkled notes in his hand, and the bright red twisted font on it made people scared.

Mo Yi pursed his dry lips and continued: "However, there are many versions of this game. According to the tips at the beginning of the game, the rules in this dungeon may be related to hide and seek, but there are too few clues now, and the specific rules will be clear before we can figure out."

Everyone:... We are even more scared after listening to your explanation.

There was a strange silence in the sky, and the unknown fear opened its invisible arms, slowly enveloped the entire crowd, quietly swallowing the remaining reason in everyone's heart... No one knows what will happen next.

Suddenly, a commotion came from outside the hall.

It turned out that the other people who went out to find clues ran back. The two groups looked at each other and all noticed the expressions of confusion and fear on each other's faces.

The person opposite was holding an extremely familiar note in his hand.

Mo Yi was stunned, quickly walked forward, reached out and pulled the other person's hand, looking at the note in his hand:

The familiar crooked handwriting is painted with the same gallows, which reads: "findme"

The other party was obviously at a loss and stuttered: "I...I don't know where this came from. I just went back to the room where I woke up before, and there was this note on the ground!"

Several other players following the man also nodded and showed the exact same note in their hands.

Mo Yi frowned and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

At first, he thought that this was a one-to-many, ghost-catching game.

He was a ghost at the beginning of the game, but after he found the sneer and finished the picture, the "opposite" became a ghost and wanted to catch the next victim.

But now, notes have appeared in more people's hands, and the rules of this game have become more confusing.

——And, what does that "myturn" mean?

Mo Yi felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, was startled, raised his head, and said to everyone: "Everyone went to the room where they woke up to see if they could find the same note!"

Everyone woke up as if they were in a dream, nodded one after another, and they scattered in a few seconds.

There was a shortage of half of the people in the hall.

Mo Yi turned his head and looked at Song Qi beside him, bent his lips and said, "Thank you just now."

Although Mo Yi looks so good-looking, he usually has a calm and rational expression when he is usually at the right time, so he looks particularly cold and indifferent, inhumane, and extremely difficult to get close to.

When I smiled at this moment, I couldn't take my eyes open for a moment.

"...It's just a matter of raising your hands." Song Qi was stunned for a while before replying: "Don't care."

He paused, and the domineering look he had just lost almost completely. Song Qi moved away his flickering eyes, tightened his jaw with some tension, and whispered:

"And...you're too thin, it's not good."

After saying that, he hurriedly turned around and left a sentence: "Well, I'll go see my room too."

Looking at Song Qi's back as he quickly left and half of his slightly red ears in his black hair, Mo Yi thought for a while and suddenly realized:

So...he is shy?

Mo Yi thought without any guilt: This Song Qi is not as difficult as it seems to be.

A few minutes later, everyone returned to the hall one after another. Everyone looked absent-minded, holding a familiar note in their hands.

Mo Yi's eyebrows and eyes were slightly deeper, and his guess was confirmed.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard a sudden harsh ringtone in the hall.

The unpleasant metal ringtone echoed in the open orphanage, looking noisy and weird.

The bad memories brought by the ringtone of the previous copy made Mo Yi tense up.

But the next second, a stunned look flashed in Mo Yi's eyes:
Chapter completed!