MTL - Transmigration: The Life Winner’s Ex-Girlfriend-Chapter 92 Barrage

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After picking it up, I found out that the food was thrown down, and the biscuits and water were compressed. There were six copies in total, and each one had only a little bit, and even the teeth were not enough.

Jiang Yan was so hungry that he was dizzy because he had not taken in water for too long and his lips were severely chapped. He took one of the small bags in his hand and revealed a bitter smile: "Only 100ml of water? An adult needs 1650ml of water to maintain basic survival every day."

Yan Zi asked him: "You are not afraid of poison in food?"

"Mysterious people are so conceited. He wants each of us to die in the way that he designed in advance. There is no poisoning death in it. What am I afraid of?" Jiang Yan gorged and swallowed a copy.

Ren Qiao tried to find out the path of the food, but unfortunately nothing, like the bed in Wang Fan's room, I don't know how to open it.

Ren Qiao handed Yan Zi a copy, took the rest of the food upstairs, and knocked on the door of Yan Zhenzhen and Mingyuan in turn. Before seeing Down's fall, Ren Qiao did not allow Yan Zhenzhen to die.

Yan Zhenzhen grabbed food from her hand and slammed the door. Mingyuan refused: "Death is going to die, what else to eat?"

"But Wu Wenxi is suicide after all. Do you have to take it all on yourself? According to your algorithm, I also have a share. If it is not for me to disclose your business, she may"

"So you are here too." Mingyuan said faintly, "very fair."

He did not enter the salt and salt, and Ren touched his nose and said helplessly: "You are free."

Back in the room, Ren Qiao opened a water bag and carefully fed it to Zhou Yunqing, but he was hurt too much, and even the basic swallowing action could not be done. Ren Qiao himself contained water and gave him mouth-to-mouth.

She gave him three servings of water, three biscuits, and the movements were as soft as snowflakes. The live broadcast of a cp party cheers: "The screenshot has been taken. Later, who will say that Joe does not like Yun Ge, I will take this picture and look at him!"

"It's so beautiful, the goddess and Ren Qiao are really good, I want to take this screenshot to make wallpaper."

Some people insisted on finding bugs: "Miss sister, are you feeding too much, do you not eat one yourself? In theory, you haven’t eaten for nearly two days, haven’t drunk water, and your face is so rosy. The pot of the proper program group!"

"On the floor, the program group is really true. The makeup of Zhou and Shen are very good. Even my medical student can't pick it up. But Ren Qiao and Yan Zi's makeup artist are going to make trouble. What, they don’t look like people who didn’t get water all day and night?”

From the beginning to the end, I have not given up the people who are looking for export. Only Ren Qiao and Jiang Yan, but they are busy day by day. At twelve o'clock in the evening, the moon rose to the center, and the irresistible exhaustion came again. The people in the villa all fell asleep.

In the live room, the screen flickers slightly, followed by a black screen. The netizen asked: "What happened? Is it my card?"

"I have a black screen here. It may not be your card. Is it a live broadcast?"

From the first day, I paid attention to the netizens in the live broadcast room: "What are you worried about? Have you ever played a killing game? Now it’s time to close your eyes in the dark, wait for the screen to light up again, and someone will die."

Someone echoed: "Yes, that was the case last night, and then Wang Fan first received a lunch."

"I will go to a bubble, come back and see." Someone left the live room.

Some people began to chat: "After analyzing a wave of puzzles, electric chairs, wolves, copper pillars, foxes, who correspond to them?"

In the villa, the sense of sleepiness has passed, Ren Qiao opened his eyes again, Zhou Yunqing was still lying in her arms, she breathed a sigh of relief, ran out, opened the door one by one.

One of them, the deep blue water filled, the Mingyuan curled up, as the baby was born, in the mother's amniotic fluid. When I saw Ren Joe coming over, he looked at her: "If God gives me a chance to re-select, I will not be confused by beauty and power."

During the years when Wu Wenxi passed away, he realized what was truly precious. Why did you want money before? Want to get the recognition of Ming Guang, want to fight for the father's love, want to enter the Ming family brightly. I have been chasing, but I have never looked back. Isn’t it love to be with him?

"Unfortunately, if not." He closed his eyes, and the sea was like a low tide. It disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Ren Qiao rushed into the room, Mingyuan and the sea disappeared, and the sea scent of the sea was left in the room.

Jiang Yan leaned on the door and whispered, "Is it so dead?" He looked at Ren Qiao. "It is obvious that we know our own law of death in advance, and there is no meaning at all. It will come." Going downstairs.

Ren Qiao Momo summed up the law: "First, as long as it reaches zero, everyone will sleep. Second, no matter where the person is going to die, it will be sent back to the pre-designed room."

She had a bold idea: "If we break the order? We are not in our own room, but in someone else's room."

Jiang Yan helped the stairs to go downstairs, and the movement was very slow. When he was hungry, he had no original elegance. "Most let the mysterious people have trouble, move one person out, and then move another person back."

In the middle of the hall, in front of the phantom, the lines of light and shadow changed, and the brush was fast. Ren Qiao questioned: "What is this? The new game of mysterious people?"

"Bomb, barrage?" Jiang Yan pointed to one of the lines and said: "I was told, and sure enough, someone has a bow." Then a smile.

During the live broadcast, the netizens exclaimed: "The trough, Miss Sister, they can actually see our barrage! Express me Joe, a wave of rockets to walk!"

"A firm cloud Joe cp party came to report, ask when Joe and Yun Ge get married?"

"Hurry up and let the old woman on the second floor take the lunch, and bother to bother her."

Jiang Yan asked: "They seem to be able to see us and hear us?"

Ren Qiao said: "Anyone who hears me, deduct a 1?" The instant full screen is a number 1.

Ren Qiao and Jiang Yan looked at each other and both of them showed an expression of ecstasy: "Help us to call the police, we were kidnapped."

The netizen is unaware of the seriousness of the situation, and joking with her haha: "Yes, yes, we also know that you are playing a game called sin and punishment, and you have to die every day."

"Hey, the man upstairs, can you cooperate with Miss Sister's performance?" A green font took over, "Okay, Joe Goddess, I will help you with the alarm. Can you describe the specific situation?" ?"

They are arranging Ren Qiao, and suddenly there is a big horn brushing up at full frequency, using a very striking red character: "Captain, look at me, I am a small five. I still can't intercept your position, ip jumps in the dark net Turning too many times, the other party is a veteran."

In such a move, in the eyes of local players, it is tantamount to public provocation. Everyone has swiped up the gift screen, and the live broadcast room was flooded with various gifts, and no valid information could be found.

Ren Qiao's hands are crossed: "Stop! My fans are quiet!" She opened her mouth and suddenly lost more than half of it.

There are also a few acquaintances of Gyangze who are screaming inside. "You are not loyal to Jiang Yan. You don't have to say anything to participate in such a heavyweight program, at least for our company to advertise and do propaganda." The CEO of Jiang Yan, who is currently a consultant.

Jiang Yan and Ren Qiao realized that they said in unison: "They all seem to think that we are playing games."

The netizens in the live room almost smiled and said: "You are synchronized with this god, and you are acting very realistically. I almost believed your ghosts."

The live broadcast room finally calmed down. Xiaowu concentrated on sharing the information he got: "The police found his mother in Wang Fan’s home. He has abusive behavior and should respond to the crow."

The netizen couldn't help but brushed up and sent a string: "6,666,6, do you still bring the stage to the stage? This year's most conscience program group, no one."

"This we have already guessed." Ren Qiao first nodded and then asked, "Can you search and rescue as soon as possible? This villa should be on an island, Zhou Yunqing was seriously injured, dying, and urgently needed first aid."

"The police are working hard, but the results are very small. We don't even know which ocean you are in." The real needle in a haystack.

After discovering that the off-site and off-site interactions are possible, a few gods are also blown up, pretending that the game is real and playing very well. One is the medical big cow, and teaches Joe how to make a simple rescue of Zhou Yunqing under the condition of simple conditions.

One is a mathematical prodigy. Although he is only a teenager, he has already won a big basket award. "I just calculated it. The method of exchanging rooms that you said is completely feasible. On the first day and the next day, at night, it is zero. The black screen time is three minutes. There are indications that the mysterious person is keen on the trick, then he will continue to control the action time within three minutes, exchange rooms, add complex variables, and perhaps let him show his feet."

There are also hackers who help Xiaowu and the police jointly decipher. "This code is really interesting. Try this angle, maybe a new idea."

Biologists recommend Ren Qiao, how to maximize the energy in the body. A great achievement in neurology, an in-depth analysis of the dilemma of the zero-point raid, trying to find out why they are all sleeping.

Holding the mentality of participating in the game, the whole people joined the rescue. The barrage is no longer filled with meaningless expressions, but rather a collection of useful information, and people spontaneously record clues, which are sent once every once in a while.

Just then, a line of black characters caught the attention of Ren Qiao: "I know what the copper cylinder is."