Ring Game [Unlimited]

Chapter 84

Yu Mingzhi smiled lightly, without turning his head, he just continued walking.

"Of course, I, Yu Mingzhi, keep my word. Even if you are dead, Dad can still find you. He must have sent you a big wreath."

Fu Xing: ...?

"Yu, Ming, Zhi!!! If you want to be mad at me, I'll just say it right away!!! I really can't be gentle with you for a person like you!!! Roll as far as you want, if I get out The dungeon is looking for you, my son takes your surname!!"

Fu Xing followed Yu Mingzhi angrily, and punched Yu Mingzhi hard.

Although it wasn't in pain, Yu Mingzhi still pretended to be in pain and let out a "hiss".

Fu Xing's eyes immediately changed, and he looked at Yu Mingzhi with a worried expression on his face, "Damn...you, are you okay? I'm not serious..."

"Cough, cough cough...I feel distressed." Yu Mingzhi took advantage of the situation and put his arm on Yu Mingzhi's shoulders, taking advantage of the opportunity, Yu Mingzhi was no less.

"Distressed? You don't have a heart attack, do you? The ruffian boss said that all the people who come to this game are dying...Aren't you..."

Fu Xing stopped in his tracks, and quickly looked at Yu Mingzhi. He didn't seem to be pretending, and he wouldn't have punched him if he had known.

"pain......"

This is also the first time for Yu Mingzhi to yell in pain. When he yelled like this, Fu Xing panicked. He couldn't punch his thigh to death.

Then he is too insignificant, right? !

Fu Xing didn't think much about it, and started rubbing and pressing against the position of the heart with his hands.

"I, I, I will rub it for you!"

Yu Mingzhi tried his best to suppress the sultry corner of his mouth, his eyes were downcast with a smile on his face, the only thing that wasn't exposed was his wrinkled forehead.This Fu Xing... is too easy to deceive.

Fu Xing's palms were warm, with gentleness in their strength, every stroke was comfortable, so comfortable that Yu Mingzhi hummed.

The more Yu Mingzhi groaned, Fu Xing thought it was pain, so he rubbed harder. He wished he could press Yu Mingzhi to the ground, so he could do a good job.

Following Fu Xing's movements, Yu Mingzhi gradually stopped laughing, and he realized that he was so damn...something wrong.

The two are so close, and he is still touching his head, Fu Xing's eyes are full of Yu Mingzhi and his own legs, if there is something strange protruding from him...

This is too fucking embarrassing, right? !Yu Chi now wants to die. He sometimes apologizes a little, but how can this kind of embarrassing behavior be discovered by others?Isn't it possible that Dad, a handsome guy with a hundred battles, will disappear?

Damn... If I knew I wouldn't wear these damn suit pants, how did Fossey prepare?Is it a small size?Sure enough, it is unreliable to change the designer! ! !

How unlucky!

It was the first time in so many years that Yu Mingzhi was so blushing. Fortunately, the light here is dim... I can't find his face...

But damn it, what does Fu Xing mean by holding the flashlight in his mouth? !

The light was still hitting between the two, Yu Mingzhi quickly looked down...

What the hell is going on with the slightly protruding part of the shadow? !

Did he see it earlier? !Or did he do it on purpose? !Fu Xing, this light is really...fucking good.

Yu Mingzhi's chest was unbelievably hot, it can't be done, I really can't stand this ancestor anymore, let him dig through this pyramid in embarrassment, right? !

"Are you still hurting? I see you..."

Yu Mingzhi was afraid that he would say what he saw (make up your own brain, green, healthy and fresh!).

With quick eyes and quick hands, Yu Mingzhi pulled the flashlight out of his mouth.

"It doesn't hurt anymore. The pain just now was due to my son's unfilial piety, and my father was heartbroken. Later, when my son rubbed it, my father was very pleased." Yu Mingzhi embraced Fu Xing, and did not forget to rub his white hair, "Son, you are so good~"

It was only then that Fu Xing reflected that Yu Mingzhi was not only teasing him, but also playing with the stalk just now.

Because he said he met Yu Mingzhi, his son followed Yu Ming's surname "Yu".

That is... Yu Mingzhi said that he is Yu Mingzhi's son...

"...Fuck you, Yu Mingzhi!!!"

"Hahaha..." Yu Mingzhi laughed flamboyantly, and was also amused from the bottom of his heart.

He hadn't experienced such a sincere smile for a long time.

His hand was holding the flashlight with Fu Xing's saliva stuck to it, it was a little wet, and he could even feel the residual temperature.

Mixed with that crystal clear liquid, his heart seemed to be fluctuated by something.

Yu Mingzhi quietly lowered his eyes to look at Fu Xing who was beside him who was angry and did not dare to keep a distance from him because of fear, and he couldn't help but want to stop and ask, was he really the one in his heart? Thinking of that person?

Although the appearance is not exactly the same, but now that the technology is so good, maybe they have plastic surgery?

As for the authentic accent... can't it be learned?

The way of speaking...in fact, it can also be changed.

But what remains unchanged is the soft heart revealed from the bottom of his heart, and the worried and flustered eyes. These reactions can't be hidden no matter how well they are concealed.

He is afraid of the dark, a little timid, and easily blush, and his ears are very sensitive.

These characteristics are exactly the same as his part-time job as Xiaoxingbao...

But Yu Mingzhi was afraid, what kind of eyes he would look at him after he admitted it.

He must have guessed that he was Yu Chi, right?

Yu Chi who left him without saying a word.

Yu Chi who failed his sincerity.

If it really came to that point, what should Yu Chi do? He couldn't face him frankly, he was sorry for him too much.

And this is a game, if the two of them broke up at this time, with Fu Xing being such a stubborn person, he would definitely not want to talk to him, let alone accept his help.

In this way, it is not good for both of them.

So this, he can't say...

He raised his hand to hold Fu Xing's shoulder, and said seriously: "You must remember what I said, and this is for you."

Fu Xing didn't pick up his words, obviously still remembering the grudge.

But unable to resist Yu Mingzhi's insistence, he touched the sharp object in his hand.

With some awkwardness, he said, "...What is this?"

"Spike, save your life."

"...What do you do if you give it to me?"

"Father, you don't need it, I will reward you."

"......."ill!This person is purely sick, and he will give what he gives, so he must say that he deserves a beating.

Yu Mingzhi paused, and added: "Wear it around your neck."

Yu Mingzhi raised his hand and pushed the stone door open.

The mirror inside was full of blood stains, the candles were emitting a strange red light, and the cobra was "hissing" and spitting out red letters, unwilling to come in anyway.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

"Ding Ding Ding..."

"Ding Ding Ding..."

There was another burst of bells. This rhythm should be that the person with the bell is running.

Yu Mingzhi couldn't see anything, he lost his wolf fang bodyguard, he was worried all the time, his nerves were tense, as long as he found the "coffin board" and captured the little boy in the red shroud, Put it in, press it, and seal the coffin.

Should all be resolved.

With the wolf fangs, the thing dare not approach at all, let alone catch ghosts, the ghosts of others hide eight feet away.

It's better to give Fu Xing, which can protect him to a certain extent, and he can also be his long-range military adviser, telling him the location of the ghost.

The moment he opened the door, Fu Xing wanted to run back, the scene inside was really too bloody.

The boy in the red shroud ran wildly.

He tried to rush towards Yu Mingzhi, but was blocked by Fu Xing's spikes.

"Yu Mingzhi, be careful, that thing has gone crazy."

Yu Mingzhi tore off the cloth strips on his body and wrapped them around his hands, "I know, you follow me closely first, and we install the coffin first. Then you stay away from me so that I can catch him .”

"it is good."

And the last mirror that was used as the lid of the coffin was being stepped on by the boy, and he knocked on the mirror frantically.

He is sabotaging? !He doesn't want to go back to the coffin? !

But as Fu Xing approached, the boy could only retreat step by step... He saw resentment and despair in the boy's seriousness.

"After so many years, why are you still refusing to let me go?!" The boy roared hoarsely.

"Why do you keep me here?! Why?!"

"I don't want the heavy stuff at all!!!"

"Let me go!!! Let me go!!!"

The boy backed away, growling in despair.

"Yu Mingzhi...he's talking."

"You understand?"

"I understand now." Fu Xing began to repeat over and over again what the boy said just now, as well as the boy's expression, movement and position.

Yu Mingzhi raised his eyes and glanced at the longevity lock on Fu Xing's body, as if he understood something.

The longevity lock belonged to Xu Yudi. The siblings killed their enemies because they exchanged things with the owner of the tomb, and the longevity lock belonged to the two of them.

Therefore, the reason why Xu Yutian was able to kill so smoothly in the dungeon is all related to this boy.

And Xu Yutian must have made some kind of deal with this boy... This deal is most likely aimed at Fu Xing.

At the beginning, through the editor Fu Xing, who is already dead brother, they approached and guided them layer by layer, leading them here.

So here is both the gate of life and the gate of death.

But Xu Yutian said that Fu Xing was just right and the right age.

Could it be that he was about the same age as the dead boy?

But this coffin is obviously a child's coffin, according to Fu Xing's description, the child is about eight years old.

Chances are... eight is the age of death.

The structure of this tomb is also very strange, and all of them imply "circulation".

Fu Xing closed his eyes and squatted down to touch the blood-stained mirror.

Hieroglyphs again! ! !

It is engraved with the words-repeated and repeated, is eternal life......

[The author has something to say: Happy New Year! ! !

One year spent similar, each year is different.

I wish everyone a better and better 2022~~~

(I'm considering whether to write a new year's special change, but I think it will be posted in the group, and it must violate the rules... Well, I'm asking for everyone's opinions)

That's it~]