Ninefold Deception and One Side Lie [Unlimited]

Chapter 93

[Reminder: A new batch of flowers has come to Rose Valley, please get along with new and old flowers. 】

There is also the existence of presbyopia, and those people from the past are still there.

This reminder seemed to reply to Qi Mou's heartfelt message, telling him that this book is really taking people for money.

Qi Mou sighed, "I think it's a red rose."

"Then it's not rare to be white, why don't you become red." Yan Bushi's mocking voice came.

Fortunately, the survivor was not lost, otherwise he would have to explore Rose Valley.

Even if the rules change, the map will not.

"I didn't say anything." Qi Mou smiled and turned his head over, "It's just that the safflower looks better in my aesthetic."

He is not a light-colored person. If there is no black, it is not bad to choose bright colors reluctantly.

Yan didn't know how to straighten his clothes, and hurried forward: "Go, let's make your favorite red flowers."

A large flower bed surrounded by many flower baskets can be vaguely seen in the distance.

When you get closer, you can see that the roses in the flower basket are divided into red and white and intertwined together, which has a sense of destiny.

At the same time, many players gathered around from all directions, staring at the flower baskets vigilantly.Among these people, there were even a few faces that Qi Mou was familiar with.

Oh, the ones who died in No Rules, No Rules.

The sinner who was the same king as Qi Mou at that time was surprised to see Qi Mou, but at this juncture, he didn't say anything.

What does it mean to choose red or white?

Some people want to go to the "old flower" to see the difference between red and white, but they can't get around here after a few laps.

It may be that you can only enter the depths of the Rose Valley after a forced choice.

Now there is only one task given by the system, and that is to choose the rose color.

Qi Mou looked at Yan Buzhi.

Yan Bushi didn't mean to talk too much, he went up and picked up a pair of connected red and white roses, and handed them to Qi Mou.

Under the coercion of the punishment dungeon, other people also started to move, and no one was sitting still, they all rushed to grab the rose.

Most people grab red roses, maybe the public still loves red flowers more.

Qi Mou and Yan Bushi stood at the corner, Qi Mou took off the red rose and sniffed, "As I wish."

Yan Bushi snorted while holding the white rose.

Just when the frail codenames had finished tearing their hair and all the new flowers had chosen their suits, the system sent out another reminder.

[Listen, your task this time is very simple. 】

[A group of red and white are connected with each other and absorb nutrients together. Once selected, it cannot be changed.Those who choose red roses, take good care of your white roses. 】

[All red roses can kill other people's white roses to get blood to make themselves more red, but they can't kill other red roses, otherwise they will be eaten back and die as flower fertilizer. 】

【No matter how many times Bai Meigui is brutally killed and how much blood is taken... she will not die, don't worry. 】

A's tone was a bit scary.

【Only the reddest red rose can leave this valley of roses and return to your life. 】

【White Rose?I'm sorry, since you made your choice, you have already lost, and you still can't kill others.Will stay here forever, immortal.Think about whether you want to help your red rose get out of this sea of ​​flowers, haha. 】

As if he was showing his most expensive treasure to the participants, A spoke quite excitedly, with great ups and downs in his voice, not at all dull as in the usual dungeons.

This is a rather vicious and system-friendly rule.

But in the punishment dungeon, the eight-party treaty is not mentioned, and no matter what the mode of the dungeon is, there is no chance to complain.

It's called punishment, but it's actually an amusement park for high-ranking people.

Qi Mou felt that A was too presumptuous, so he pinched Xiaochun.

"father!"

In this deep ravine the cry was distinct, the sweet call of a child echoing endlessly.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

【Other!outside!Confiscate all of yours!props! 】A especially gritted his teeth and said.

Hey, Xiaochun has left.

But Qi Mou had an extra pair of sharp scissors in his hand.

Before it was too late to play tricks, Qi Mou secretly took the white flower from Yan Bushi's hand, and stuffed his own red rose and scissors into Yan Bushi's hand.

This move was not to protect Yan Bushi. In terms of fighting, he really couldn't beat this guy.

It's what A said [Once selected, it cannot be changed. 】

Qi Mou forcibly changed the color, what would happen?

If the original flower color attribute is still retained after the flower is replaced, then when other red roses look at it, they will definitely think that he is a white rose and kill him.

But Qi Mou is a red rose.

Then that other poor red rose has a high probability of being backlashed.

Anyway, the appearance hasn't changed in any way, and most people probably wouldn't expect this to happen.

Yan Bushi put away the roses and understood Qi Mou's meaning. After he nodded, he quickly looked around the field to see if there was anyone operating in the same way as them.

It seems not, because there are not many groups of red and white roses who have known each other before. When this kind of sudden team formation, they can't trust each other immediately and deliver tactics.

What's more, the white roses were declared a failure early, and most of them felt uncomfortable.

Just then, the horn sounded.

The deep valley is like a hunting ground. Countless hunters protect their prey behind them, facing each other tit for tat.

Qi Mou stood behind Yan Bushi obediently, and even fiddled with the white rose in his hand, which looked like a delicate little white flower.

This rule is biased and biased, but the simpler and more ruthless the rule, the more vicious and unpredictable the human nature.

The Red Roses are bound to start a massacre of the White Roses.

Sure enough, ordinary players ran extremely fast, no matter red or white, scattered in all directions, trying to avoid the group of ferocious code-named players in the crowd.

To distinguish between ordinary players and code-named players, you can actually tell by looking at their faces.

Most of the aura players are code-named players, who either quickly reach a consensus with their teammates, or treat others like ants.

The red rose hunters also picked out the pinchable flowers and began to destroy them. People huddled together from the center to the surroundings.

The white roses could only run and hide, moving timidly, like a little wife watching her husband punch and kick.

Naturally, some people rushed towards Qi Mou.

But Qi Mou is too insidious, the person who looks like a white rose leaves his red rose alone and rushes towards crowded places.

Yan Bushi followed behind him slowly, and those who didn't know thought that the two people didn't agree on terms, and there was an awkward quarrel, and Qi Mou wanted to court death.

Naturally, no one would let go of Qi Mou's fat.

Even though the white rose has left the red rose, there is still an invisible thread linking them.Therefore, others can clearly find that Qi Mou and Yan Bushi are far away, and it is easy to attack.

Soon, in addition to the rich fragrance of flowers, there was also a smell of blood in Rose Valley.

The massacre has already begun.

The reds became brighter and the whites paler.

Almost no one was talking, and they were all focused on the fighting business in front of them.

But Qi Mou yelled: "Hey—red roses, is this bloody? It's interesting to find the weak to attack? Let's fight alone, or group fights are fine."

Just as he was shouting, he rushed over with a punch from behind, Qi Mou rolled over on the ground, rolled around in the rose bushes, still laughing: "Bare hands, that's all."

But the strong wind from that fist was so strong that it stirred up rose leaves all over the place.

The other party was provoked, and directly took the scissors to stab Qi Mou.

Qi Mou propped himself on the ground with one hand, turned over and ran, he slipped so fast, he deserved a beating.

Now many people can see that Qi Mou is not a "white rose" to be provoked.

But there is only such a single white rose on the field, and most of the red roses are still eager to move towards him.

Qi Mou hides if he can, like a flower attracting bees and butterflies, even waving and hooking up with the red roses.

"Fuck! Is this also a little white flower?" Finally someone couldn't help but scold, "It's too sloppy, how could he choose white?"

"Maybe it's because I haven't hit him... Oh, my scissors pierced his foot!"

It hurts a little, I'm afraid I bleed a lot.

But Qi Mou squatted down and picked up someone else's scissors, and continued to run forward.

It was a hillside. Standing on the top and overlooking the bottom would also become a target of public criticism.

Some of the Red Roses united and began to discuss: "Since the white flower will not die, can it be enough to just kill him to get blood?"

This is much easier than fighting a pair of red flowers.

Some people also thought that Qi Mou might be some powerful code player, so they didn't dare to come over.But he also silently suppressed the speculation in his heart.

In this life-and-death situation, no one will provide information to potential enemies.

There were two people blocking the front early, but they had no intention of attacking Qi Mou for the time being.

Qi Mou took the opportunity to take a look, oh, it was the Bai Wang Sin and Bai Chariot blockade back then.

He immediately teased: "Why, you really divorced your queen and helped the chariot take over?"

The corner of the sinful mouth twitched, trying to spit out some obscene words, but held back, as if he felt that what Qi Mou said was right.

But he looked at Qi Mou with unexpectedly weird eyes, and even cursed something in a low voice, hiding behind Blockade with a white rose in his mouth.

"Swear louder if you have the ability, don't hide behind me." Blockade held a red rose and scissors in one hand, and a skill in the other, with a very flat tone, looking at Qi Mou up and down, as if he had already begun to calculate where to start to compare good.

Qi Mou became very playful, and was about to touch the blockade's hand, he blinked: "Good brother, isn't his white rose a waste? Do you want to be with me?"

"Bitch!" Sin really yelled loudly, pulling on the clothes that blocked him to go back, "This slut is a thief, let's leave him alone."

"..." Seal half closed his eyes, and the scissors that were almost pierced just now were almost pissed off, "You should keep your voice down."

Qi Mou regretted that he didn't get these two, and he didn't make any more flirts. He quickly jumped over them and jumped onto the hillside.

This jump, he didn't run away, just sat and panted and looked down.

Yan Bushi was out of place among the crowd of roses, and was strolling over leisurely, seemingly not worried at all.

And at the nearest place to Qi Mou, a group of red rose hunters put their white roses below together and rushed up.

The white roses are like a bunch of living widows, you look at me, I look at you, the eyes are dead, and the heart is also dead.

If it weren't for the pulling thread, maybe the group of red roses wouldn't be able to tell which one was their teammate.

Qi Mou lay down gracefully, looking at the red sky with his legs crossed.

He closed his eyes, as if he really wanted to die, without any desire to struggle or survive.

The sound of flowers being trampled became louder and louder, and the hunters of red roses were approaching him.

At the same time, they stretched out the scissors, one person picked out a spot on Qi Mou's body and started to strike.

Qi Mou suddenly raised his legs a little higher to cover the important parts, well, even being gestured at is quite uncomfortable, the dignity of a man can't bear it.

Suddenly several sharp lights appeared, and Qi Mou opened his eyes: "Are you really going to kill me?"

Fengrui paused.

"Well, it's white flowers anyway, I really gave up on myself, you suck blood casually." Qi Mou sighed, and put on a posture of letting others slaughter him, "But if anyone can live, remember to tell my lover that I am really dead He died tragically under dozens of knife wounds, and it was particularly unsafe when he left."

"What's your name? Who's your partner?" The red roses were so jealous, they didn't expect that there were still people in Bafang City who fell in love.

"My name is Qi Mou. Those two words are cool and scary when spelled together."

The few red rose players didn't think there was anything wrong. It seemed that among the red roses who besieged him this time, there were more ordinary players.

It's not easy to catch code players.

The tip of the knife fell again, and went straight to Qi Mou's fatal vital point.

Qi Mou calmly raised his neck and smiled towards the executioners.

Is he still a red rose?

Can he not only swallow the blood of the white rose, but also the blood of the red rose?

Here, let's take a gamble.

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