The few missionaries who were almost burned to death gasped, looked at each other for several times, and hurriedly followed up with the slave who was walking at the front.

Xiangli followed him the most, and asked, "Why did you push Huang Xin down just now? Why did the dungeon return to normal after Huang Xin pushed it down? What does the change in the dungeon have to do with Huang Xin?"

Xiangnu stopped, and Xiangli asked. He almost bumped into him, and was pushed away by Xiangnu without a trace, he said, "What if I said I didn't know?"

Xiangli's indifferent eyes stared at him: "Brother, when you perfunctory people Can you find a reason to be distracted?"

"If it has nothing to do with you, then how do you explain that the copy of Huang Xin has returned to normal after being pushed down by you!"

Xiang Nu blinked and asked with a confused expression: " He provoked me, and I saw that he was upset, so I pushed him down, is that understandable? As for the change in the copy, it was unexpected, and I didn't expect it."

Ren Weiliang couldn't help but glance at him, With a look of repulsion, Wang Qiaoqiao couldn't help but say: "He didn't provoke you, why did you push him into the sea of ​​​​fire, you are too vicious to do so!"

Xiangnu smiled strangely With a sound, his eyes revealed a bit of sarcasm, he took Xiangli's shoulder, and his fingernails rubbed lightly on his skin. With a little force, he could be restrained and squeezed tightly, Xiangnu asked: " Brother, brother, is this very bad?"

Xiangli felt the seemingly non-existent threat and killing intent from Xiangnu, and the whole person was as stiff as wood.

Xiangnu said lightly to Wang Qiaoqiao: "Look, everyone said it's okay, so don't make a fuss."

Wang Qiaoqiao was choked and speechless for a while, so she had to follow Xiangnu with a sullen face and everyone. Go down with him.

Wang Zhihui trotted a few steps, took Wang Qiaoqiao's hand, looked up at her, and gave her strength silently.

Wang Qiaoqiao's expression calmed down a little, Wang Zhihui grabbed her arm and looked at Xiangnu's back and said, "Brother Xiangnu, can you put the photo with me?" Xiangnu

stopped and turned around and said in confusion: " Why did you put it there?"

Wang Zhihui whispered, "Because I feel your position is a little strange, it is better to put the clues that are critical to the mission like photos in the hands of safer missionaries... ..."

Wang Zhihui bit her lip slightly and said like this.

Xiangnu smiled. They had already reached the stairway now, and the elevator was right next to it, but the elevator was a dangerous place, so everyone subconsciously avoided this option and walked into the stairway.

After hearing Wang Zhihui's question, Xiangnu held onto the handrail and stood still and smiled, then suddenly waved to her and called, "Come here."

Wang Zhihui took a step back hesitantly, not daring to go over.

Xiang Nu took out the photo from the card, shook it at Wang Zhihui, and asked, "Photo, don't you?"

Wang Zhihui was stunned for a moment, and almost didn't react.

Wang Zhihui really wanted the photo, but it was just a test just now. She felt that the slave would not give her the photo so easily. If she wanted to get the photo back, she would definitely have to break up with the slave for a while.

But Xiangnu just gave her the photo easily, but Wang Zhihui, who had achieved her wish, was stunned and hesitated.

Seeing this, Xiangnu said, "Why didn't you come? Don't you want the photo? If you don't want it, I'll put it away."

Then he made a move and put the photo back.

Wang Zhihui was in a hurry, so she trotted to Xiangnu's side and snatched the photo from his hand, and put it in her pocket.

Xiang Nu's dark eyes were fixed on her, and he suddenly asked, "Wang Zhihui, how old are you this year?"

Wang Zhihui's eyes flickered, and she replied, "It's 13, what are you doing?"

Xiangnu glanced at Qingfeng leisurely, and murmured: "13, in real life, you should also go to junior high school, you used to go to What school?"

Wang Zhihui raised her head sharply, like a blown-up hedgehog, covered with spikes, and asked sharply, "What do you mean by asking this? Do you doubt me?"

Wang Zhihui's performance was too bad. She made it clear that she had a ghost in her heart, and Wang Qiaoqiao couldn't bear it anymore. She came over and took the slightly trembling girl into her arms, patted her back to comfort her, and coaxed softly, "Sister Zhihui, don't worry, Xiangnu just asked you a question casually, he didn't doubt you, don't worry."

In a place that Wang Zhihui couldn't see, Wang Qiaoqiao and Xiangnu looked at each other for a few seconds, with a moment of struggle and confusion. Hesitantly crossed.

Wang Zhihui nestled in Wang Qiaoqiao's arms and calmed down for a moment before she came out of Wang Qiaoqiao's arms. She pretended to be calm and said indifferently, "I'm not afraid, and I have nothing to be suspected of, why should I be afraid?"

After speaking, She glared at Xiangnu, turned her head and walked to the other side of Wang Qiaoqiao, posing as a gesture of refusing to continue communicating with Xiangnu. Xiang Nu looked at her with a smile, her eyes were calm and indifferent, but also gave a very subtle

sense of discomfort: "You haven't said what school you studied in before?" The slave said loudly, "Don't talk

to me, okay! I said that I have no problems, and my school is not Shengjiang Middle School. You keep asking me what I'm thinking!"

Staring at her with indifferent eyes.

Wang Zhihui is still very young and may have a lot of experience, but this does not mean that she is mentally strong. For most people, the collapse is often a momentary thing.

Xiang Nu saw that everyone followed him and showed their faces, and no one was a good person to comfort Wang Zhihui, so he felt helpless and gave Wang Qiaoqiao a wink.

When they were at a stalemate, Huang Xin also limped up from downstairs.

When he saw that Xiangnu could be said to be an enemy, he was very jealous, shouted, and limped towards Xiangnu, grabbing his collar and trying to teach Xiangnu a lesson.

It's a pity that he overestimated himself and underestimated Xiangnu too much. Xiangnu stood on this site, and an endless stream of power was supplied to him, strengthening his strength all the time. Huang Xin blushed and didn't Push the slave. Xiangli couldn't stand it any longer, and rudely

stepped forward to try to pull the two apart, and said in a vicious voice: "What the hell are you doing, can you concentrate on dealing with the copy?"

Get up your clothes.

Huang Xin and Xiangli both looked a little ugly, Huang Xin lowered his voice and roared: "Concentrate on dealing with the dungeon? Do you think I can peacefully spend the dungeon with someone who wants to kill me and take action?"

Xiangnu smiled: " Why can't I, I can." Xiangli's

eyes flickered, and Feng Hejia asked curiously, "Who among us wants to kill you and take action?"

Xiangnu smiled and didn't answer, but only glanced from the corner of his eye. A raccoon glance.

Xiangli wanted to have a seizure, but Xiangnu didn't make it clear that if he jumped out and claimed it, he would have a guilty conscience.

Xiangli was very upset, Xiangnu didn't want to continue with this topic, looked at Huang Xin and asked: "Okay, let's get down to business, why didn't you get burned after falling into the sea of ​​fire, but the stone statue became this Where's the building?"

Huang Xin was reminded by Xiangnu, and he remembered the panic and suffocation that he had just fallen from a high altitude.

It took a while for him to calm down and say, "How the hell do I know, I didn't want to jump downstairs by myself, I'm lucky, I shouldn't die!" After being silent, he asked, "Did you just come in from the outside? Did you see the building clearly? Where is this place?" When

he mentioned this, Huang Xin was silent for a moment, and his eyes flashed slightly. Wang Zhihui - the photo in her hand, took a look at the surrounding environment and facilities, and asked everyone: "What is the layout of this place?"

Ren Weiliang poked his hand and reminded in a low voice: "The hotel, I just came out of it. It just feels like a hotel."

"Fortune Hotel?" Xiang Nu smiled and looked at Huang Xin, Huang Xin was flustered by him, and began to sweat again.

"Because Huang Xin worked in Fortune Hotel, and this hotel rose from the fire, it seems that this is not a coincidence. Mr. Huang Xin, why don't you tell us the story that happened in this hotel?"

Xiang Nu was curious . He asked, he had never been to this hotel before, and he wanted to know what was so special about this hotel, why he could establish a connection with him, and provide him with endless power.

After Xiangnu asked this, Huang Xin showed hesitation and hesitation. He moved uneasily, as if thinking of something, suddenly touched his hand in his pocket, and immediately said in shock: "My card is gone!"

Everyone slightly Frowning, Ren Weiliang wondered: "What card? Is that the one we found in the living room?"

"Yes, yes, that's the one." Huang Xin said quickly.

Ren Weiliang looked at Xiangnu and said hesitantly, "However, the identities of Huang Xin and Qingfeng are still unclear, so the card should not be in their hands, right?" Xiangnu looked

at Huang Xin: "You stole the card?"

Huang Xin instantly I was in a hurry, and at the same time I regretted saying that I was in a hurry to secretly take the card away.

If he hadn't said it, everyone might have thought that the last card was still lying on the coffee table in the living room, and they would never have found the card for him to take away.

But he missed the point, and he could only tell the truth: "I didn't take it on purpose, I just saw that all of you seem to have forgotten to take the card, and no one took it when you put it on the coffee table. I'm worried that the card has an important use. , so I brought it..."

"Look, doesn't it work now! It became a hotel and saved us from the sea of ​​fire!" Huang Xin explained excitedly.

Wang Zhihui was a little uncomfortable and said, "Do you think the hotel was made from cards?"

How does Huang Xin know if it is?

Huang Xin said vaguely: "Yeah, I fell from the stone statue at the time, and the place where the card was in my trouser pocket kept getting hot. Nine times out of ten, the changes in this hotel have something to do with the place where the card is!"

Wang Zhihui didn't say a word, but her hand was unconscious. He pinched his card with a look of repulsion on his face.

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