MTL - The Haunted-Chapter 161 Hell three-day tour

I don’t know how to say it, but I don’t want to be too weak in front of my lover. Finally, I’m stunned by Ye Yingzhi: “...I’m all playing with you.”

No matter what he looks like, Ye Yingzhi feels cute and likes it. Ming knows that it was really a little scared and not punctuated. He took the night wind and walked slowly toward the hotel.

In fact, when he was playing Adiyas, he was always a cold-eyed attitude. He didn’t invest much. Instead, after he was brought to the stage, he was really in the drama and suddenly excited, as if he were Really boring, extremely fearful, powerful demon, and the aunt is a poor man who has been robbed by him. Seeing that Auntie was on the stage, he really wanted to lock this little baby into his arms forever, bullying him, petting him, loving him, letting him go anywhere, and holding on to him pitifully. Look at yourself.

This idea can also just think about it, if he dared to speak out and feast Ah, Ah feast eight is to beat him. The two together for seven years, get along with each other but quickly entered the model of the old wife and wife, both of which confuse the other's temperament and sorrow, and one eye movement can guess what the other person thinks and encounters. You can roughly guess the reaction of the other party without asking.

When they walked to the Angel Fountain, they slowly slowed down and looked around.

Ye Yingzhi pinched his hand: "Auntie, what's wrong?"

I was late and wondered: "When I passed by here in the afternoon, I heard a very weak cry for help. I was worried that it was a trap and I ignored it. But now I want to find it again, and the voice can’t be heard."

Ye Yingzhi pulled him: "Then don't worry. After so long, even a liar should get off work."

I was still thinking about this in my heart, but there was no other way. I was pulled by Ye Yingzhi to the hotel, and while I was walking back, I hoped to find some clues. But there is nothing in the fountain square.

The Devil Hotel is always a very deserted look, and he is late to suspect that he and Ye Yingzhi are the only two guests here. When they pushed the hotel door in, the old devil at the front desk stopped them.

"I have a travel discount here, do you want to take a look?" The old devil pushed his glasses and placed a yellow piece of paper on the counter to signal them to come over.

In the eyes of the late, the propaganda list written in the devil language automatically becomes Chinese, which reads “five percent of **** journey”, “three days of hell”, “only 10,000 points per person”. “The fee is discounted, and the reward is not discounted. If you return successfully, you can get a reward of 40,000 points per person.

The old devil pointed at the direction behind his body and said: "It is the travel agency at the corner of this street. It is a green signboard. Their home is engaged in activities. If you are interested, you can sign up."

The two thanked the old devil and brought the propaganda back to the room for careful study.

As written on the slogan, the Hell 3-Day Tour is a game with an original price of 20,000 points. As long as you can return safely from Hell, you can earn extra points that are more than twice the original price, and each person gets 50,000 points. However, it can be seen from the high salary that the risk of this game is much higher than that of the Devil's Theatre. In fact, the people who have participated in this tourism project have not survived, so now the travel agency has launched a 50% sales promotion.

The Devils Hotel can provide ordinary human food, and each person only needs ten points per day. In addition, there are no other places where the late and Ye Yingzhi have no other points, and they have earned some points in the Devil Theatre. With Ye Yingzhi’s 15,000 points earned this time, the two now have a total of 24,000 points, enough to cover the registration fee for the three-day tour of Hell. As long as they come back safely, they will receive a reward of 100,000 points - the equivalent of one year of life.

Thinking of this, Ye Yingzhi has some heartbeat.

In addition, he has a deeper consideration. He never believed in the legends of angels, demons, gods, ghosts, and ghosts. He did not think that there was such a thing, but what he saw and saw in the town of Devil did subvert his previous understanding. Ye Yingzhi did not like this kind of thing. Out of control, so he wants to go to this so-called "hell" to see for a moment what it is all about.

He even thought that since there are angels, demons, hells, and heavens, then there may be people who have a world after death, and people’s life and death are beyond his control. If they can’t control, they think that even if they are temporarily giving aunt Success in succession, maybe one day, the two will still have to separate because of death, which is something he can't stand.

Therefore, his mind gave birth to a thought - he is not satisfied with simply giving birth to a late life, let the lover live a hundred years old; he is not satisfied with the two people, and they are sleeping together... those are not enough, not enough. He wants to take life and death in his own hands. He wants to have the ability to manipulate Hell's Paradise. He wants to stay with him forever and never separate.

Ye Yingzhi’s only concern now is that he is worried that he will be in danger in an unknown hell. He tried to discuss with the other party: "Auntie, it’s only three days, you wait for me at the hotel..."

He hadn't finished talking yet. He had already guessed his intentions. He directly fell on his neck and kissed his lips. He interrupted his unexported words and slid on his face with his nose and relatives: "No, don't think about taking risks alone." One person, take risks for me.

Ye Yingzhi sighed and pressed the lover into his arms and did not speak. He knows that there is a stubborn side in the lateness of the temper. If you look at the matter and you don’t want to make a sound, you have to bury yourself in it. If you don’t trust yourself, you will not promise to leave yourself alone. He can even guess what he thinks in his lateness - they both die together if they die. The most important thing is that he can't take the other side. If he really asks him to do something, he doesn't have to make a whole-body solution. Just hold him and beg him, or a little unhappy, he must No resistance, can only surrender immediately.

Sure enough, he put his head on his shoulder and said, "If you go alone, let me wait for you here, I can't contact you, don't know if you are in danger, don't know if you are not Everything is fine, I can't find you, I can't save you, I can't do anything, I don't hear your name, I can only wait for you here, I am waiting for you, I hope that you can come back one day. I can see you again... welcome, like that, I think I am going crazy. Don’t leave me alone, no matter what happens, I am with you."

"Well," Ye Yingzhi gently responded, and his heart was sour and swollen. He was so flattering that his lover was so sad. He held out his hand and stuck it on the palm of his hand. He and his fingers were interlocking and bowed his head and kissed the eyes of the lover." Oh, I won’t leave you alone, no matter when I will, believe me, okay...”

He nodded late and closed his eyes softly.

The next day, the two men went down to the travel agency at the guidance of the old devil, signed up for the three-day tour of Hell, which was set off tomorrow, and then went to the demon shop. Under the recommendation and advice of the clerk, I bought some emergency potions that might be available. And props.

On the third day, the two arrived at the front of the travel agency on time. At this time, a brown old-fashioned train carriage was parked in front of the travel agency. A young devil with a brown double-horned smile stood in front of the carriage and greeted the registered Tourists get on the bus. He had a long parchment and a red feather pen in his hand. Every time he went to a tourist, he took a name. When the people came, he took the paper pen and boarded the carriage, and turned to close the train compartment door.

There is no front, no track, and the carriage is on the road in the town, and the speed is getting faster and faster. Looking out from the window, you can still see the familiar scene of the devil town at first. Later, the window became dark and occasionally flashed through some gorgeous and chaotic colored spots.

The young demon stood at the front of the carriage and smiled and bowed to the tourists inside the car. He introduced himself: "My name is Aaron, and I am the guide for everyone on this journey."

"Presumably, there are already tourists who know in advance that our trip is divided into three days. We will use the most common means of transportation in **** to visit three places - the capital of the area ruled by the three rulers of Hell, the whole hell. The bustling place. Today, the first stop after we arrived in Hell is Ou Yaweisi under the rule of Lawrence. Oyawis has a long history and witnessed three battles of Hell Heaven. It has a profound historical and cultural heritage, and it has been under Lawrence in recent years. Under the leadership of it has developed into a well-deserved art capital."

"When you come to Ouyavis, of course, it is worthwhile to watch a performance or a concert at the oldest famous Blood Dusk Theatre, so as part of this trip, the travel agency will book a show for us. Tickets are a gift for everyone. Our tourists and friends today are more lucky. The travel agency has booked a ticket for Lawrence’s piano solo performance, so this evening, everyone will be able to witness the death of Lawrence, one of the three rulers of hell. Demeanor!"

"God!" The voice of the tour guide just fell, and there was a repressed exclamation from the back of Chi Yu and Ye Yingzhi.

They sat in the penultimate row of the carriage, and a strong Western man sat in a row of seats behind them. After listening to the introduction of the tour guide, he changed his face and couldn't help but whisper.

"What happened?" He glanced at the tour guide and looked back at the strong man and whispered.

"I think we are finished." The man's face is full of fear and worry. "I have heard of some **** things before, Lawrence's piano recital, most of the audience went to the upper class of Eurasia, and the devil nobles. Many of them are powerful superior demons. In hell, the upper demons will not be punished for killing ordinary demons, and they can eat people casually."

There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and the sweat gathered together, rolled down his cheeks and wet his red cotton casual top. He swallowed, his brows gathered slightly because of fear, and looked at the whisper: "...we are simply food that has been pulled to help. I guess we can't live out of the theater."