Thriller Game: Crazy Beauty Abducts Evil God Online

Peng Wenbo was just about to stay there and listen when he saw Song Ke, who was sitting at another table, walk over.

Song Ke's arm was still bandaged. After coming over, she secretly glared at Nanxi and said, "I heard about the mission just now. Wenbo, let's go. We'll definitely be able to think of a better way later."

If her table hadn't been full, she wouldn't have let Peng Wenbo and that bitch Nanxi sit together!

Peng Wenbo: "..."

He glanced at the three giants, Li An, Nan Xi, and Chen Mingyue, and then at Song Ke, who was disabled but determined.

Deep down, I don't really think they'll be any more powerful.

But after a brief pause, Peng Wenbo still left with Song Ke.

Chen Mingyue watched the two figures disappear into the distance and scoffed dismissively, "Who cares? Anyway, we still have two hours, four hours left. If we split up, we'll definitely find it faster!"

She has always been a person who acts on her words and is decisive and efficient.

After speaking, the group quickly separated and began searching for other clues within the Xiyuan Ancient House to see what the differences were between the past and the future of the house.

Everyone dispersed and began to move around, and the banquet suddenly became quiet.

At first glance, all that can be seen is a patch of blood that has not yet congealed on the black glazed coffin.

Nanxi picked up a mung bean cake, bit down with her pearly teeth, and released the ball.

Qiuqiu rubbed his hands together, looking at the coffin with anticipation: "Nanxi, there's no need for you to worry. Just give the order, and I'll go and drag that guy out of the coffin and ask him a question."

Wouldn't that solve the problem immediately?

He, the King of Balls, is too clever; he didn't make any decisions!

Nanxi chewed and chewed: "Then, can you beat them?"

Then she watched as the little ball-shaped figure strode up to the coffin and confidently knocked on it twice.

"Knock knock!"

With an air of experience, Qiuqiu familiarly advised the creature inside, "Hey, don't worry, I'm a ghost too. We're all brothers here. Can you come out? I have a question for you."

The coffin seemed to fall silent for a moment.

next second.

A surge of dark energy erupted from the coffin, the powerful gust of air knocking Qiuqiu over. She rolled twice on the ground and came back to Nanxi.

"roll!"

A sinister and terrifying voice emanated from the coffin, loud enough for anyone nearby to hear clearly. The servants, their faces pale, quickened their pace.

Qiuqiu: "..."

It's furious!

We're all fellow ghosts, this ghost is really disrespectful to me!

Hahaha, this scene is absolutely hilarious!

[King Ball, don't worry, I'll pretend I didn't see anything! Your small figure remains incredibly righteous and great in my heart!]

Can the phrase "glorious, righteous, and great" really be used to describe Qiuqiu?

[Qiuqiu: Not a buddy?]

[Coffin: No time wasters please.]

I remember that after Qiuqiu evolved, it became incredibly powerful. Doesn't this scene suggest that the ghost inside the coffin is still quite terrifying?

This should be the key boss in this four-star dungeon.

Qiuqiu got angry for a moment, then glared at Nanxi with a huff.

"Forget it, my Qiuqiu isn't a petty person, I won't hold it against it."

They seem quite tolerant.

Nanxi replied coolly, "Can't beat them?"

Qiuqiu: "..."

It sadly hid on the ground drawing circles, silently shedding tears in its heart.

Didn't it evolve? Waaah!

Nanxi patted Qiuqiu's head, finally swallowed the mung bean cake in her mouth, and casually dusted off the powder on her hands before standing up and walking away: "But I do think your idea is really good."

What question could be better than asking the person involved?

Although one could smell the strong ghostly aura emanating from the coffin, it was not as intense as the concentrated, broth-like aura emanating from Xi Jin. However, compared to ordinary people, this coffin ghost was already quite powerful.

Nanxi weighed the pros and cons in his mind and concluded that his abilities were probably similar to those of the mutated mother in the Death Bus instance.

"Nanxi, be careful."

Qiuqiu couldn't help but remind her, watching helplessly as Nanxi walked step by step to the coffin.

Just as the coffin seemed poised to repeat everything that had just happened, and the black mist was about to spread, Nanxi's voice was heard.

"Since your obsession is getting married, the fact that you've been staying in the Feng family means that the person you love is from the Feng family."

The words were calm and understated, yet they caused the coffin to pause.

As Nanxi pondered, a name suddenly came to mind: "Feng Tingting".

The moment the words were spoken, the black mist on the coffin vanished completely, and even the incredibly heavy coffin seemed to tremble slightly, but only for a moment before returning to calm.

The thing inside the coffin didn't move after that; it simply remained silent.

"Oh~"

Nanxi smiled, surprised that she had grasped the key point so quickly. Sure enough, the person that dead butler cared about was the key person.

[Wasn't it said that this young lady from a wealthy family stayed with her maternal grandfather the whole time? Logically speaking, this dead actor's coffin ghost shouldn't have ever seen Feng Tingting, so why was he touched?]

[Pervert?]

[It doesn't seem likely. I feel there's definitely something fishy going on, but because we're too far removed from the people involved, many truths haven't been revealed.]

I feel the same way, I even feel that the truth we need to find is the truth between the two of them.

[Feng Tingting is still too mysterious. Two days have passed since we entered the instance, and we still haven't made contact with this key figure.]

"Isn't Feng Tingting somewhere else?"

Qiuqiu asked Nanxi, who had come out, curiously, "How do those two know each other?"

This is a question that many people have.

Nanxi smiled without saying a word and walked straight outside. Just as she was leaving, she seemed to catch a glimpse of a white hem of clothing out of the corner of her eye, but it quickly disappeared.

in the corner.

Song Ke asked with great skepticism, "Could this coffin ghost really like that Feng Tingting?"

The two of them were not far apart when they heard the coffin roaring and came over to take a look, and in doing so, they overheard the conversation that followed.

"According to Nanxi, it seems to be this Feng Tingting." Peng Wenbo pondered what kind of relationship could exist between the two of them.

Song Ke scoffed again: "If I remember correctly, wasn't Feng Tingting a ghost who died young? How could it be her!"

The words fell.

Peng Wenbo looked at the coffin on the threshold.

I don't know if it was just my imagination, but I think I saw the coffin move a little just now.