Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 161 Circular Road 18 Big Rocket

Kang Jiankang was finally dragged aside by Xia Ren and Xing Zizhen and given a beating. That was the end of it.

But Kang Jiankang had no idea what he had done wrong. He squatted on the spot and started drawing circles, muttering to himself as he drew.

Having let out their anger, Xia Ren and the other man returned to the fire with their heads held high, feeling very refreshed.

Sure enough! If you have something to do, you have to learn from Brother He! Don't bear it if you can't bear it! Look at them now! If you can't bear it, just take action, and you will feel refreshed instantly!

Kang Jiankang felt aggrieved and continued to draw circles.

He Xiang stopped outside the bathhouse to help Xia Fan and Du Ruanyuan boil water. The firewood under the iron bucket was very powerful and the water boiled in a short while. She scooped out the hot water but accidentally splashed it on her body. Her fair skin turned red instantly but she did not say anything.

When the water temperature was just right, He Xiang put the shower head in place and saw the red spot. She paused for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.

Xia Fan and Du Ruanyuan were thinking about He Xiang, so they washed very quickly and called He Xiang to go wash as soon as they came out. The two of them, wrapped in big cotton coats, squatted in front of the iron bucket to boil water for He Xiang.

Water of unknown temperature poured down from a great height, and for the first time Fu Shi was thankful that he had saved a life.

He sighed and stroked the lines on her skin, his fingertips sliding from her chin to her perky chest.

Do you regret it?

Fu Shi closed his eyes.

He Feng will always know whether he regrets it or not.

So there is no need to rush. The most important thing now is that he should continue to play the role of "He Xiang".

After a quick rinse, He Xiang dried her body, put on the military coat prepared by Xia Fan and went out. The three girls quickly ran back to the tent and got into bed laughing.

The bathhouse was empty, and Kang Jiankang reached out his hand to Xing Zizhen, ready to invite his brother to take a bath together, but before he could say anything, Xing Zizhen pulled Xia Ren and ran away.

Kang Jiankang: "Unfaithful man!"

"He wasn't like this before." Xing Zizhen covered her face with disgust, "He has changed!"

Xia Ren also felt the same way. He patted Xing Zizhen on the shoulder and told him to just get used to it.

The boys were quick in taking showers, and in less than twenty minutes the three of them finished and crawled into the tent. Kang Jiankang insisted on hugging the other two, so Xing Zizhen and Xia Ren looked at each other and pinned the men down and beat them up before they stopped.

At 20:27 on the evening of the third day of the dungeon, the noises of fighting and laughter in the tent gradually died down, and the desert night fell into complete silence.

Shen Zishu had a long-lost dream while holding the person in his arms.

Every frown and smile of the person in the dream was so real. He took Shen Zishu's hand, took him to one place after another, and introduced him to everything there.

Then, the young man fell into his arms, bleeding profusely from the wound on his lower back, and the poison quickly eroded the young man's life.

Shen Zishu listened to the once strong heartbeat slowly stop, until finally, there was no sound at all.

The young man died in his arms.

Shen Zishu couldn't believe it. He held the young man's hand and held it to his face, waiting for the young man to respond. However, the hands did not hold his face again. The arms fell down weakly. Shen Zishu failed to keep him this time.

"do not want!"

Shen Zishu opened his eyes in a trance. He stood up suddenly, but fell back onto the mattress with someone in his arms. He was breathing heavily and could not distinguish between dreams and reality.

The person in my arms whimpered, as if complaining about something, then smacked his lips and fell asleep again.

Shen Zishu hugged He Feng tightly. He was so scared that his whole body was shaking. He gritted his teeth and swallowed the sob.

It’s okay, it’s okay, He Feng is not dead, he saved He Feng.

It's okay, nothing happened, it was just a dream.

Shen Zishu closed his eyes and some cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The achievement system that was repairing He Feng's spiritual sea suddenly asked, "What happened after Brother He was stabbed by Fu Hua?"

"Nothing." Shen Zishu replied: "Nothing happened."

The achievement system knew that if Shen Zishu didn't want to answer a question, then no matter how much he asked, he wouldn't get the answer. So he gave up and continued to fight against the crack in front of him.

It doesn’t matter, he is Ge Baotong, and Brother He will definitely be able to find out the answers to the questions he can’t.

Shen Zishu let out a breath.

No one will ever know what he went through that day.

The horror game system coated Fu Hua's knife with poison. After the young man fell off the cliff, although he chased him, his existing skills were unable to remove the poison for the young man.

Seeing that the young man's breathing was getting weaker and his heartbeat was gradually slowing down, Shen Zishu took a risk and forcibly used his skills on the young man to save him.

And that skill is called "risk taking".

The way to use the skill was too bloody. If possible, Shen Zishu hoped that He Feng would never ask about it or think about it.

He still remembered the heart beating in his palm, the data being cleaned, and the tears falling as the young man opened his eyes with difficulty.

it's OK.

Shen Zishu buried his face in He Feng's neck.

It doesn’t matter what happens to him, as long as He Feng can survive.

During the long night, Shen Zishu couldn't fall asleep again.

.

The copy time is 7:30 am on the fourth day.

He Feng managed to open his eyes on time again. He was so close to repairing the achievement system that he was gnashing his teeth in anger.

"You, get some more sleep!"

He Feng, who was yawning, said:?

"What's wrong with you so early in the morning?" He Feng stretched, turned his head to meet his boyfriend's gaze, leaned over and kissed him a few times: "Morning, boyfriend."

"Good morning, darling." Shen Zishu hugged He Feng's waist and said, "I love you today too."

"Damn it!" He Feng laughed out loud: "You beat me to the punch!"

The two stayed for a while before leaving the tent together.

The desert has plenty of sunshine during the day, and the light is already a bit dazzling at 7:30.

He Feng and Shen Zishu stood together while washing up and started discussing what to eat for breakfast.

Xia Ren was still the first player to crawl out of the tent, so he got the right to participate in the discussion.

He held the cup and listened to He Feng reading out the dishes, responding from time to time.

"Okay! Then let's have soy milk and fried dough sticks!" Seeing that Xia Ren had no objection, He Feng decided directly: "Great!"

Xia Ren finally came to his senses: Soy milk? What soy milk?

He looked around and was a little puzzled after confirming that this was indeed a desert.

There is no electricity in the desert, how can I make soy milk?

It is indeed impossible to make soy milk in the desert, but Xia Ren still underestimated Shen Zishu's backpack.

Shen Zishu set up the table where they made wontons yesterday, and then took out a generator and a soy milk maker from his backpack.

Xia Ren: ...

The generator and soymilk maker were covered by plant cocoons and started working, while Shen Zishu started to knead the dough. Yesterday's simple stove had been destroyed, so He Feng called Xia Ren over and started to build the stove again.

At this point, no matter how serious Xia Ren was, he couldn't help but say, "Brother He, remember to call me when you two get married."

He Feng chuckled: "Remember to leave your address when it's over, and I'll definitely send you the invitation."

Xia Ren also laughed: "Got it."

[Ah~ He Ge~ I want one too! ]

[Brother He~ You can't forget about me! Brother He~ I've watched your live broadcast for so long~ There's nothing wrong with giving me an invitation~]

Seeing the screen full of tildes, He Feng paused with a smile on his face. He said with a sigh, "Can you please speak properly?"

[Ah~ Didn’t I speak properly~ He Ge~]

[Yes, yes (tilts head) (confused) (little cherry mouth pouts slightly) (big round eyes look at you innocently)]

[Oh no, it’s over, family, I’ll see you again when the ban is lifted!]

Just after this barrage of comments was finished, He Feng moved his finger and directly started to ban everyone.

He frowned, bared his teeth, and looked disgusted.

After squatting on the ground for a while, He Feng persuaded earnestly: "Why don't you go watch Xiao Qian's live broadcast? If that doesn't work, blame the seed group, the men's group, and the women's group. Don't torture me, torture them, okay?"

Since they couldn’t post barrage comments, the audience just gave crazy rewards.

Looking at the poop flying all over the sky, He Feng choked again.

He vaguely remembered that this group of people were still reflecting on themselves at the beginning? They were chasing him and calling him "big daddy", saying whatever he said, but why now?

He Feng once again fixed his gaze on the light screen, and saw that someone had given a rocket as a reward, and the screen was filled with poop, which quickly exploded.

This group of people seemed to have found something fun, and they had a clear division of labor. They rewarded the poop with crazy points, and rockets flew out every few seconds, blowing up all the poop.

He Feng covered his eyes in despair.

We can’t keep this group of people anymore. There’s simply no way we can keep them.

Xia Ren looked at He Feng squatting there dejectedly and was a little worried. He asked with concern: "What's wrong with Brother He? Are you okay?"

Before He Feng could even open his mouth, he saw the number of people in his live broadcast room drop by tens of thousands. Then, Xia Ren, who basically never said a swear word, suddenly said "Fuck".

The screen was full of poop, which was then blown up by rockets. Looking at this scene, Xia Ren finally understood why He Feng looked so hopeless.

He seemed to want to say something but hesitated. He really didn't know what to comment on, so he just gave a thumbs up in the end.

[Hehehe, you naughty boy~ You want to know why Brother He doesn't talk, right? I'll satisfy you~]

[Good boy, do you like my big rocket? Speak up!]

[Oh, Shrimp, don’t be so cute. I’m fine even if we’re the same gender~]

[The one in front, you are awesome.]

So when Shen Zishu had prepared everything, he turned around and found two people who were building the stove squatting together. They had the same look of despair on their faces, as if they had no pursuit in life. Needless to say, he knew that the barrage must have caused trouble again.

Xing Zizhen, who had just crawled out of the tent and knew nothing, rubbed his eyes. When he saw He Feng and Xia Ren, he asked what happened.

He Feng and Xia Ren had no time to stop them, and finally the Desperate Duo became the Desperate Trio.

Xing Zizhen hugged his weak self tightly. He really didn't know why he asked this question.

He wanted to walk out of the tent. She looked at the three people curiously and was about to ask something when she was stopped by the three people at the same time.

"Do not ask!"

"Don't say it!"

"Stop! Saying! Something!"