"He'd better pray that his points drop to outside the tenth place."
When Mu Chen opened the door, Ying was drinking the eleventh cocktail of the night.
"Space, immortality, he does have this crazy capital." Yunchuan lazily shook a cup of light golden liquid, and lay on the sofa drowsily.
"Because I'm immortal, I let myself go. I'm not that arrogant." Ying snorted coldly.
"You?" Yun Chuan half-opened his golden eyes and glanced at him sideways. "With all due respect, you were almost ready to fight God the Father."
"I...I didn't go!" Ying paused, "I'll cooperate with you more."
"Ying, what would Father God do if he were here?" Yun Chuan looked at Mu Chen, who was breathing unsteadily, and stretched out his hands.
"That old guy? You should probably just pause the dungeon and dig him up... Hey, kid, don't touch him." Ying put down the wine glass and grabbed Mu Chen's collar.
"So I want full control of the copy." Yun Chuan was pulled into his arms, and the familiar breath made him feel extremely comfortable.
"You..."
"Every player here is carefully selected, but he is more aggressive than expected." Yunchuan slid into Mu Chen's arms with his eyes closed, and his cold skin pressed against the opponent's hot chest.
Thump…thump…
Great vitality.
"Shadow, this is related to the survival of the stars. Life and death are just a matter of thoughts. Your reasons that seem ridiculous are actually fundamental."
"It's ridiculous... when he said 'kill me', he said, I'm sorry, he wants to go home. Oh...my life is not life?" A hint of sarcasm flashed in Ying's scarlet eyes.
"Wait a moment, Shadow. I won't stop you from taking revenge, but not now."
"Okay, okay, it's nine forty now, there's still more than half an hour left, I wish you good luck." Ying did not continue this topic that made him feel uncomfortable.
"I'm going to control points, in the name of Yun Ying."
He waved his hand and disappeared into smoke.
"You seem to have the aura of killing." After Ying left, Yun Chuan raised his finger and poked Mu Chen's blood-stained collar.
"Yes." Mu Chen spread his hands, and black flames appeared in the air.
The flames spread over the wine glass, engulfing the transparent glass bit by bit.
After a few seconds, the glass disappeared into thin air.
"What did you see?" Yunchuan raised his eyebrows. Without the restraint of the glass, all the light golden wine spilled on the side of the sofa. "Don't dirty the stage, honey."
"You can't dance on the armrests of the sofa." Mu Chen shook his head, and his silver hair was wrapped around his neck, exuding a chill.
"They have no past and no future, they just appear briefly in this virtual space." Golden silk threads emerged from the silver hair, swaying and holding up a crystal clear crystal cup.
"It's unique, so nothing appears." Mu Chen took the crystal cup and poured light golden wine into it.
"It seems that you have understood your second power, congratulations." Yunchuan licked his lips and drank the wine in one gulp.
"Are you okay?"
"Thank you, I'm fine. At least, I'm fine now."
The hot kiss fell again, and calloused fingers passed through the silver hair and clasped the back of the head.
This was unlike any kiss I'd ever had.
——
"Hello." Mu Chen asked politely.
"I'm not good." The black-tailed shark king replied.
"Excuse me, I'm in a hurry." Mu Chen continued to be polite.
"I want to fight you, but I'm afraid of your powers." The black-tailed shark was extremely honest.
Afraid of his superpower... It was the same in the previous fight with Ameng. Qian Youying threatened him not to use the second superpower, and then Youyunchuan directly violated the rules and stopped the fight.
"Oh, because your superpower is so weird that we can't recreate it. My priest said that if I'm burned by your fire, I'll have to live with my fins on my head for the rest of my life." The black-tailed shark shook his head. Wagging his tail and rolling his eyes.
"Although her words are doubtful, I don't really want to test them."
"Then what do you want?" Mu Chen felt a headache as he looked at the black-tailed shark standing in the corridor and refused to get out of the way.
"Let's have a physical fight. You don't need powers, and I don't need powers either." The shark swung its tail, leaving a deep hole in the ground.
"No." Mu Chen looked at the hard bone spurs on his body and refused decisively.
What a joke, this one needs to be punched and not beaten into a sieve.
Unless…
"You can help me find two dresses, and I'll fight with you." Mu Chen made his request.
Signs on the cruise ship clearly indicate that tourists can borrow haute couture gowns stored in the cloakroom, but they need to pay a certain price.
"Fight first." The shark agreed.
"Look for it first." Mu Chen didn't give in.
Three minutes later, after looking at the blazing black flames at Mu Chen's fingertips, the King of Mermaids gave in with a cold snort.
——
"I'm back."
At 11:45, a familiar voice sounded together with a knock on the door.
"Welcome...cough." Yunchuan coughed dryly and turned away.
Nan Sheng, who came to join in the fun, laughed loudly without hesitation.
If you look at his face, there is no doubt that he is handsome.
But with the addition of bruises and bruises, it becomes a bit funny. "How many surviving players are there outside the ship?" Nan Sheng fanned himself with his hand to cover up his impolite behavior.
"Three."
"It's a bit short, it seems it's almost over. Where's Ellie? I'm going to find Ellie." Seeing the leather suitcase in Mu Chen's hand, Nan Sheng stood up consciously.
"Ellie? You're dead. You might as well go find your king. I think he's still alive and well."
"No, he is a violent maniac!" Nan Sheng snorted.
……
"Why are you in such a mess?" The silver-haired boss tilted his head slightly and asked knowingly with a smile.
"We had a fight with Nan Sheng's boss." Mu Chen rubbed the bruises on his face depressedly. "He only hits people in the face."
"But in exchange he found a dress, which saved me a lot of effort."
"The right choice, otherwise the eyes will charge a part of the 'fee' as the dress rental fee... Hey... what are you disappointed about?" Yunchuan did not miss the flash of disappointment in Mu Chen's eyes when he opened the dress box.
"No...no. I was just thinking that the dress would wrinkle when placed in the box." Mu Chen would not say that he was disappointed after seeing two sets of men's evening dresses.
"I can't let you run around with a clothes hanger... Isn't it a bit weird for me to wear this outfit and have long hair." The dress automatically adjusts its size according to the owner's figure, perfectly fitting every curve.
"No...it's not strange at all." Mu Chen happily hugged his clothes and watched his lover adjust the cufflinks.
Why do I suddenly feel like an old married couple? Even the broken muscles and bones in my body no longer hurt.
"Let's go." Yun Chuan pinched the bruise on Mu Chen's face, opened the door, and then fell into silence.
Without him, the corridor was splattered with blood, and broken and unrecognizable limbs lay on the floor.
The supernatural derivatives remaining on the ground poked countless holes in the carpet, and there were traces of fighting everywhere.
"What will happen if the stage is soiled?" Mu Chen poked his head out from behind him, "I don't think they were punished at all."
"Not very good." Yun Chuan glanced at him sideways and disappeared into the air.
"You can walk there bleeding."
"..." Mu Chen, who had been ruthlessly abandoned, felt a headache looking at the corridor with nowhere to go.
What is this called?
The world of the boss is peaceful and peaceful, while the world of the player is a life-and-death struggle.
Hmm...that's not right, most bosses are also fighting to the death.
Mu Chen came to a conclusion after passing by a twisted corpse that clearly did not belong to a human player.
……
"Sir, do you need anything?" Before entering the dance floor, the masked attendant bowed gracefully.
If you are hurt you can seek help from a masked attendant...
"Recovery potion." Mu Chen asked.
"Yes, sir, the price is ten heart cores, and the deposit for the potion bottle is 0.1 gram of soul." The masked attendant took out a row of small bottles and placed them on the tray.
A fraction of a gram of soul.
Another tenth of a gram of soul.
"Exchange." Mu Chen took the potion, and a transparent soul flew into the golden ticket.
There were a lot of people gathered on the dance floor, but it was obviously fewer than the 'party' before boarding the ship.
Not only the players are missing, but also the bosses.
"Why don't you let me in!" A female voice with some displeasure came from behind. Sibel, wearing a blue-smoked dress covered with diamonds and gold threads, was stopped by Yu Li at the door.
"Sorry, madam. Your appearance does not meet the standards for entering the dance." Yu Li was not annoyed, and still smiled and pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses.
There was a stain on Sibel's skirt that was not easy to be seen. It was probably blood that had been rubbed into the corridor.
"Exchange for detergent." Sibel gritted his teeth and walked towards the masked attendant standing aside.
Both she and her dance partner had aggressive powers, and there was no way to make the stain disappear except to cut the skirt open.
"Ma'am, we only serve injured guests." The masked attendant remained motionless.
"I was hurt." Sibel's tone was extremely firm. "He said that my appearance was not good, which hurt my self-esteem. This is a very serious trauma."
"..."
"Madam, the price of the stain remover is ten heart cores, and the deposit for the potion bottle is 0.1 gram of soul." The masked attendant obediently placed a small red bottle on the tray.
This time, Sibel and her dance partner entered the dance floor smoothly.
The ranking list in the sky disappeared, and no one knew who the next player to die would be.
Twelve o'clock sharp
Melodious and ethereal singing sounded, and the crystal lamp swayed on the magnificent ceiling, casting golden light spots.
"Please invite your favorite dance partner into the pool until the instance ends." The beautiful shark sat on the fountain carved with pearl shells and hummed a tune, and rose vines covered the walls.
"Dance rules, please...dance on the stage."
(End of chapter)
The author said: This dungeon should be completed in the next chapter, and then we will enter the last dungeon.
The secret of the stage will be revealed in the next chapter~
The next dungeon is about my favorite part of losing horses