What's going on?

He didn't understand and was about to leave, but he was blocked by the maid of the villa and then sent it here.

Yan Sanlang leaned forward slightly: "Are you sure that the green light is thrown into the current game sandbox?"

"OK, OK." The merchant was a little unhappy when questioned, "I can see clearly, can there be any mistakes?"

There is nothing else.

After all the words were explained, the merchant hurriedly left. Qiansui saw that the prophecy and insects did not respond, and knew that he was telling the truth, so he took back the prophecy and insects. Before letting him go, Mrs. Qianhong said, "This matter is not something to be told by outsiders."

The merchant nodded and said he understood.

After he left, Qiansui rubbed his temples: "The saint really entered the game? That's not right, the skin he needed most was obviously in the villa."

"But it can be seen, it cannot be reached." Yan Sanlang was also thinking, "Will he go into the game to look for opportunities? After all, Shi Xin is also in the game. If others take away the heart, even if the saint gets the envoy of Cangwu, he will only get a powerful body, but there is no power to enter and exit Qingming."

The heart of the Cangwu messenger is the source of its power to cross barriers and exert many magical techniques.

Qiansui had a different view: "Maybe he expected that we could find this merchant to ask questions, so he left a back-up to make us mistakenly think that he really entered the game? After all, this merchant's naked eyes and mortal things may not be able to tell the truth or false."

"If he hasn't entered the game, where will the saint go?" Mrs. Qianhong interrupted, "Unless he is not in the fair hall, if I find these few laps, the ring will react."

She stood up and said, "Come with me."

Mrs. Qianhong took the two out of the hall and went straight into the fair hall.

The guests around came forward to say hello. Mrs. Qianhong responded with a few with a smile, but the guests who came up finally made the smile on her face disappear quickly.

This one is a retainer who came with his master.

"The name of my little master disappeared from the sand table a quarter of an hour ago!" His face looked very bad, "Is this a sign..."

He didn't dare to ask.

Mrs. Qianhong sighed: "I feel deeply regretful."

The man's figure was shaking: "It's over, it's over, what should I explain when I go back!" He stared at Mrs. Qianhong, "You can't think of a solution!"

"'Oasis' is a real game of destiny, body, death, soul, and death, just like in reality." Mrs. Qianhong shook her head gently, "Before entering the game, every player must sign a life and death case, telling you the good and bad, and your master is no exception. You should go back with a life and death case."

The man's face was full of despair: "What's the use of taking a life and death back? I was unable to protect the young master. As long as I leave the villa, my family will definitely make me apologize for death!"

"Nothing is impossible in Qianhong Villa." Mrs. Qianhong pointed around, "Maybe you can think of a solution here."

At this time, she was the host who was once again a divine light, awe-inspiring host. Although the man looked at her, he did not dare to rush forward to fight desperately.

As he said, he was afraid of death!

What is the difference between dying outside and dying at the hands of Mrs. Qianhong?

But if you go back like this...

When the disaster came, his brain became flexible. He suddenly turned around and rushed to the gambling table on the first floor, grabbed other people's chips and ran away!

The two guests who were betting were first shocked, then furious. The servant standing by the door suddenly looked up, flashed to the bet in front of the man, and grabbed his front: "Stop!"

This guy was ten feet tall, and the attendant was very short in front of him. But he lowered his head and leaned over and said to the attendant, "I have to go to jail, right? How long is the sentence?"

"Snatch others' property and disrupt the order of the villa." A light flashed in the eyes of the servant, "If you don't die, you will be imprisoned for twelve years, or when the villa opens next time."

The man breathed a sigh of relief and took the initiative to stretch his hands forward: "Okay."

Qiansui stood by the railing on the second floor, watching the man being taken down, and couldn't help but shake his head: "It's a good thing he can come up with this solution."

It’s better to live without a single life than to die. He can survive if he can stay in the villa, although he has lost more than ten years of freedom.

For non-human creatures, what is more than ten years of time?

"This is not an isolated case." Mrs. Qianhong's face was very serious, "In fact, this is still a relatively gentle miser."

Yan Sanlang Leran: "How many people died in the final game?"

"Seven hundred and thirty-five." Mrs. Qianhong controls the overall situation and naturally understands the real-time dynamics. "Oh, there are seven hundred and thirty-seven. Just as we talk, two more died."

This time the game is really good. The player's soul enters, his skin is dead, and his soul cannot come out alone.

Mrs. Qianhong made it very clear before the start of the game:

Only when the game mission is completed or the final deadline expires will she bring back everyone's souls.

In other words, no player can end the projection after the game character dies and return to Qianhong Villa like in the past.

They must at least live until this round of mission is completed.

But the finale game prepared by Mrs. Qianhong for them was unprecedentedly difficult. Yan Sanlang had already heard the complaints of gamblers who failed to place bets around him, which was simply a murder game.

"From the beginning of the game to the present, there have been sixty-seven people who have caused trouble because of the death of the soul." Mrs. Qianhong sighed, "If there is any loss, people always want to find others to take responsibility."

Qiansui brushed off her hair on her forehead and said, "Is it not worth it?" She would have locked the Sea God envoy into a dark prison, just like dealing with Yan Xiaosan.

"No." Mrs. Qianhong smiled instead, "I had the idea of ​​letting players truly descend. This time I will just implement it in advance."

"How can there be no real risk in the game where the six gods and demons gather together?" Her eyes flashed with confidence. "I believe that only this kind of game will be truly fascinating."

"Okay." Chitose agreed with her point of view, but shrugged, "but you didn't pick a good time."

The current situation really made Mrs. Qianhong exhausted.

She walked to the edge of the gambling lottery pool before stopping, and said to the attendant who was guarding here: "Check it out, can you bet on Yu Wenhan."

The servant stretched out his hand and a few words quickly emerged from the sand table in the color pool:

Yu Wenhan.

Next to it is his betting amount: zero.

No one has placed a bet yet. However, if you can be bet, it means that the player has entered the game.

Yu Wenhan is the merchant who was questioned by the three of them just now. He also admitted that he had sat next to the game for a while and threw it into the bargaining chips, but his soul was not brought into the game.

What's strange is that this person can be found in the game now.
Chapter completed!