"Don't move, I've been trapped!"

However, Su Bai's shout came a little late, or it was not timely enough.

Gyatso's hand had already been placed on the fire suit in front of him, and the other three listeners had picked up the fire suit in front of him.

There were only monks and fat men who hesitated after praying, but if Su Baiwan shouted in a few seconds, their hands would have touched the fire suit in front of him.

Gyceau's palm was pressed against the fire suit, and his expression suddenly twitched. When Su Bai shouted this, he knew that things were going to be big.

And the other three listeners under Mu Nan were also surprised.

The next moment,

Gyatso felt a tingling sensation from the center of his eyebrows. Then, a blood line appeared from the center of his eyebrows to the bottom of his body. Then, before Gyatso could react, his flesh was cut from both sides, leaving only black and golden bones standing there.

And Gyatso's aura also completely disappeared at this time!

The other three listeners were also divided into their bodies. The flesh is the skin and flesh, the bones are the bones, and the organs are the organs. They all split and spilled all over the ground.

The fat man subconsciously swallowed his saliva and looked at the bones of Gyatso on the ground. A sense of horror suddenly came. The fat man did not expect that Gyatso, who had known him for so long and had been together day and night under the same roof for a long time,

Just died like this?

Don't even have a chance to resist?

Don't even have a chance to shout?

The fat man felt very frustrated, and he was frustrated for Gyatso, and at the same time he was frustrated for Gyatso!

For a moment, the temperature around seemed to drop a lot again, reflecting the mentality of the three people who were still alive at this time.

The monk closed his eyes and forcibly suppressed the uneasiness and fear in his heart. He did not allow this emotion to appear on him, and at the same time it was still at such a critical moment!

Immediately afterwards, the monk looked at Su Bai, lowered his voice, and asked, "Dabai, there is still a turning point, isn't it?"

The fat man, who was originally indignant, immediately showed a sudden look on his face when he heard the monk's words. He looked at Su Bai, "Dabai, this is not the case, right?

Impossible, impossible,

Let the five seniors die so simply without resistance. Even if this is a game, even if the price of the game violation is death, it is impossible to die so many at once.

This does not conform to the aesthetics of broadcasting!”

Yes, with the monk's reminder, the fat man finally discovered the problem. Radio has a quirk of pursuing storylines, and it can even be said to be an obsessive-compulsive disorder.

All of a sudden, five senior audiences died because of this damn rule?

This is too wasteful!

It’s not that senior audiences cannot die, but just like a bunch of fireworks, throwing them in water is also a consumption and end. However, the normal way to do this is to ignite them so that they can emit a moment of light and fire. Although the final end is actually no different from throwing them in water, they both become a pile of garbage.

Senior listeners can die, but they should die a little more exciting, right?

Su Bai was still holding the fire suit in his hand, pointing to the remaining blood stains on the chest of the fire suit.

"This is my blood."

"Is it the blood you left thirty years ago?" the monk narrowed his eyes and asked, "Can you extract memories from the blood? Now, can you try to extract memories from the blood from the blood?"

Upon hearing this, Su Bai shook his head, "There are prerequisites, that is, I can find a few more drops of blood similar to the ancient vampire like Ethest as an introduction, otherwise I would not be able to accomplish this now."

Hearing Su Bai say this, the monk's eyes showed disappointment, but soon, the monk seemed to have finally followed Su Bai's thoughts, because he thought of what Su Bai said before and fell into a trap!

For a moment, countless thoughts collided in the monk's mind. Even this monk took some time to digest and straighten it out. In addition, the monk clearly knew that at least in this story world, there was a disadvantage, or it could not be called a disadvantage, which was called a misequal information acquisition.

"Dabai, let's talk first." The fat man squatted down, reached out with one hand, and held a bone of Gyatso in his hand. Gyatso's Buddha-Demon cultivation, and the bones seemed to have been forged, with dark black and gold luster hidden in it, giving people a very indestructible feeling.

But even so, when he died before, he was so simple and straightforward. Until now, the fat man has not completely escaped from the scene of witnessing Gyatso's death just now.

The monk exhaled a breath of turbid air, and he sat cross-legged, looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Su Bai again, "Your thirty years of radiation is not because of the skin on your shoulders, right?"

It seemed that the three of them had not completely recovered and were still a little shocked, so when the monk asked this, he unconsciously took a little aggressive attitude. Such things were rare in the monk. Of course, Su Bai would not care about these things, because he was actually very uneasy in his heart now.

Without directly answering the monk's question, Su Bai said to the fat man first: "You said, Mu Nan is an old Yin Bi. I believe it now. Being able to think about the true essence of all this situation in such a short time and dig a big hole for us. Such a person is really terrible."

Even this kind of person is one level higher than a monk. Even the monks put pressure and calculating feeling on Su Bai were not as shocked as Mu Nan easily showed.

"I've experienced a story world before. In that story world, I first came into contact with Sophia. Oh, by the way, and you fat man, do you still remember that story world?

The dense jungle and cottage, the winding stream water, and the black owner of the convenience store at the entrance to the highway?”

The fat man was stunned.

In that story world,

The fat man was originally with Yi Gu, and both of them subconsciously gave up Su Bai, who was still a witness at that time, but the final outcome was that Su Bai gained a lot in that story world, while the fat man himself gained little, and Yi Gu died in that story world.

In the fat man's opinion, if he hadn't died that time, that guy might be a veteran now.

Obviously, the monk didn't know about this, so the monk seemed a little depressed at this time. The information acquisition was not equal, which made the monk's irritability feel increasingly severe. He hated this feeling very much, really annoying.

But at the same time, the monk began to recite the mantra of the Pure Heart in his heart. The cleverness of a smart person is actually to control himself to do the right things at the right time and place.

"You mean, the principle of this story world is the same as last time?" The fat man took a deep breath and pointed to himself. "I am in a certain cycle now?" Then the fat man pointed to Gyatso again, "And Gyatso will appear again in the next cycle? Then, we collectively, like a fool, completely remember what happened before?"

Su Bai nodded and shook his head again,

"It looks very similar, but it should be different in fact."

He raised the fire suit in his hand, and Su Bai put it on. After dressing it neatly, Su Bai pointed to the position of his chest, "I don't know how this blood came from, but I know that if it was a simple cycle of reincarnation, this blood would not have appeared here."

"From the blood position, you should have been attacked at that time, and the wound was in the same position on your chest." The monk said at this time, "And you, when we first entered this story world, you were radiated to almost only one breath, and your body was covered with pustules."

"Why is this?" The fat man grabbed his hair, a little confused.

Su Bai looked around. When he put on the fire suit, most of his body was hidden under the fire suit.

"Let me see again."

Su Bai was walking around the fire suits again, and the fire suits were folded neatly placed here, and Su Bai couldn't turn them around.

seem,

Touching a fire suit that does not belong to you will suffer terrible punishment and become like Gyatso.

Fortunately, the three listeners held the fire suits in their hands and lifted them when they died, so there were a lot more observable positions.

Finally, Su Bai saw a burning trace like a round bead on a fire suit that was spread out, and the burning traces also had some patterns.

"Monk, come and see if this is the trace of your relics?" Su Bai asked.

The monk immediately stood up and walked over. After some observation, the monk nodded, "Amitabha, I am most likely to be separated from him, but this may not be my fire suit."

"Yes, it may also be caused by using the relics to hit others." Su Bai said.

The monk's eyes slowly swept through every fire uniform, with bright eyes.

The fat man also came over at this time and said absurdly: "Dabai, what do you mean is that every listener actually has the corresponding fire suits he has worn before?"

"Yes, so although I don't know how Munan determines which one belongs to him, he deliberately prayed in Korean without knowing it..." Su Bai said.

The fat man continued: "That old Yinbi did it on purpose, deliberately making us think that these fire suits were actually left by firefighters who died here before, and thought we were going to get the approval of those firefighters in the dark to get permission from them to get the fire suits and then enter the next pass?

In fact, his real purpose is to kill all of us?

so,

so,

So why did the main task part directly blur when the broadcast was released..." The fat man stammered his lips, and a cold and terrifying feeling striking throughout his body.

The monk sighed and said slowly:
Chapter completed!