Meng Busan: "Oh, just guess it casually according to the words engraved on the clock. Did you really guess it right?"

Ji Xueya pointed out the space inside the clock to Meng Busan.

After the lid of the clock was wide open, there were clock gears on it, and a lonely golden balance plate hung below, which was filled with blood.

Meng Busan chuckled, "It turns out that this is what is called time filled with death."

"The time of that clock is four □□zeze?"

"Look at other clocks."

According to Meng Busan's instructions, Ji Xueya opened the clocks and checked them one by one, and found that the balance of the clocks with time "4810" and "4820" were filled with golden sand.

Meng Busan threw the watch in the main position aside and sat on the main position himself. Because he was short and was still stepping on the clock, his other foot was raised on his legs and shaking.

Ji Xueya looked at his snow-white legs under his skirt and immediately turned his back.

"Hey! You should be careful at least!"

Meng Busan was stunned, "Oh, sorry, sorry."

He put down his legs and stepped on the clock with both feet.

Ji Xueya turned around again and twitched his lips, "You are so arrogant, you are trampling death and hope on your feet."

Meng Busan smiled, "If you can find a way out, this thing is useful, otherwise, this kind of thing will not be worthy of me."

Ji Xueya thought hard: "Is this a death game? Is it a matter of us who kills the most?"

"No, no, it should be the least you can kill, so you can send the other party out."

"Grass! This world is really getting less and less limit!"

Meng Busan pressed his elbows on the table, held his face with both hands, and smiled and said, "Ask the world to have a lower limit? Are you afraid you have made something wrong."

Ji Xueya: "What should we do now? Should we avoid the reduction of trialists in this area and try our best to let the other party die?"

"Then... wouldn't it be possible to put skills randomly in a room? After all, skills can be projected at another time."

Meng Busan closed his eyes and looked drowsy.

Ji Xueya looked at his pale face and said tensely, "Hey, why don't you talk? You might as well sacrifice yourself to get your companions through the test?"

Ji Xueya hurriedly stepped forward, pressed Meng Busan's shoulder, and tried to find the answer from his face.

"Not this, right? No?"

Meng Busan raised his lips, "What are you afraid of? Or..."

He opened his eyes and asked him with a smile: "...Are you jealous?"

Ji Xueya suddenly pursed her lips, "You are so jealous, I'm afraid that you, the good old Virgin, will kill you!"

Meng Busan smiled and said, "Are you so afraid of me to die?"

Ji Xueya: "Who is afraid! I have said a long time ago that if you die, I will not even fall into tears!"

Meng Busan held his face as if he was holding a flower, and suddenly stretched out his finger and poked his cheek.

Ji Xueya was so scared that he took a few steps back.

Meng Busan whispered: "If you want to lie, at least you can calm down the worrying expression on your face."

Ji Xueya's eyes were cold, and he pushed the pillars on him for a moment, and said, "Okay, I admit, I'm a little jealous of your companion."

"I originally thought it would be good if I didn't have a companion, but now I'm wondering, would it be better if my companion were you?"

Meng Busan smiled.

Ji Xueya turned his head and glared at him again, "So, don't be stupid and sacrifice yourself for others. This thing for companions is sold. The old ones don't go, and the new ones don't come!"

He said and touched the title above his head.

Meng Busan laughed, "You are really old Ji selling melons, and you are boasting about yourself!"

Ji Xueya said unyieldingly: "I want to be on the rank of my ability!"

He pulled the corner of his mouth and looked sinister, "It would be better if your useless companion died."

While the two were talking, they suddenly heard a sensation of water flowing.

The two immediately looked in the direction where the water flowed.

Ji Xueya opened each clock, and it was obvious that one of the clocks was filled with blood.

Meng Busan's eyes were sharp, "Four Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight

Before the blood was flowing, another balance began to fill with blood again.

Ji Xueya: "Four, eighty and seventy, Cao, who started to kill the special ones?"

He slowly turned his head and looked at Meng Busan in disbelief, "Can they be your companion?"

Meng Busan pressed the table and said nothing.

The burning candles on the table cast shaking light and shadows on his pale face.

Ji Xueya: "I tell you, if he really starts killing people, then he will be finished and will definitely become a monster."

Meng Busanliang's lips curled up slightly.

He put his hands together and pressed against his chin.

"So what? Even monsters are my monsters."

Meng Busan's eyes were dark, "I don't allow anyone to take away the things that belong to me, it's impossible at all!"

Ji Xueya looked at his expression and felt a chill on his back inexplicably.

Soon, he smiled relaxed and happy again, "The master cannot lose to the tool man."

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