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Chapter 109: Ghost King Chess 3: Don't Hit the Smiling Face Board

He Feng's words naturally caused dissatisfaction among some players, but they were not prepared to refute.

First of all, He Feng is crazy and they may not be able to defeat him. Secondly, the one who should answer the question is Qi Ruxing. Who is this? He is the big boss.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Qi Ruxing was unsure whether He Feng did it unintentionally or on purpose.

But if he asked out loud, He Feng would tell him that he did it on purpose, just testing him, just for fun.

"The answer to the first question is that the ladder will never be submerged, because rising water lifts all boats." Qi Ruxing gave his answer and looked at the check mark after the first question before continuing, "The answer to the second question is name. Only the name is used more frequently by other people."

The blackboard shook, and a check mark appeared after the second question.

Qi Ruxing felt relieved. He chuckled and said, "One last question. The clock won't move because it has no legs."

The blackboard shook even more violently, the handwriting on the question faded, and a big check mark appeared. Then the blackboard suddenly stood up as if it had had enough, and staggered away.

He Feng looked at the embarrassed and aggrieved figure on the blackboard and raised his eyebrows: "I always have a premonition that I can see it again."

[? Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha, when the help blackboard is running it's like it's sick hahahahahaha, I'm dying of laughter! ]

[What caused the most serious harm to Xiao Hei Bei? It was Brother He!]

[How did it manage to be so cowardly, aggrieved, and embarrassed? It's amazing.]

[? Forget about the previous part, the blackboard is about to break.]

After the questions were answered, everyone complimented Qi Ruxing and moved on.

As for He Feng, he had already taken Shen Zishu away when the players were surrounding Qi Ruxing and saying nice things to him.

He Feng never bothered to listen to hypocritical and empty compliments. To him, these were far less important than a single sentence from the live broadcast room: "Brother He is awesome."

After turning the corner, there is a large pond in front of you. The light blue water is crystal clear and the bottom is covered with small white stones, which looks very dreamy.

Surrounded by green walls, the pond does not feel out of place at all, but instead feels just right here.

The two little balls seemed to have let it go. They no longer resisted He Feng's touch, nor did they think about escaping. When they saw the pond, they flapped their little wings and flew up, chirping towards He Feng.

"Want some water?" He Feng bought a bottle of water from the mall: "Drink this, it's clean."

"Guguji!" Ball No. 2 shook its little body, flapped its wings and flew directly to the edge of the pond, lay down and licked it twice, and called to its companions: "Guguji!"

"Hey!" He Feng chuckled, rubbed ball number one and let it go whenever it wanted, then he squatted by the pool and watched the two balls stick out their pink tongues to drink water: "Number two, you are so rebellious, from now on, let's call you Fanfan, how about that?"

Fanfan took the time to give He Feng a look of disdain, then took a few more sips before flapping his wings and flying up, sitting on Shen Zishu's shoulders like a boss.

"No, you will be beaten by me like this." He Feng couldn't laugh and laughed, threatened his fist: "Be careful of Father's fist to hit you with a fist."

"Guji!" Fanfan cried out in grievance, stretched out her short arms, hugged Shen Zishu's face and started to complain: "Guji guji!"

He Feng: ...

You've crossed the line!

The other one also finished drinking the water. It did not fly up, but grabbed He Feng's trouser legs and stared at him with its big eyes: "Jigu..."

That adorable look touched He Feng's heart. He picked up Ball No. 1 and rubbed it against his cheek like crazy: "Oh! Little treasure! So cute! Just call you Zheng Zheng!"

Seeing his companion being held in the palm of the hand of the big devil, he felt a little unhappy. He stretched out his hand towards He Feng arrogantly: "Guji!"

As a result, Fanfan also received the hug from He Feng, and even Shen Zishu, who was watching them with a smile on the side, did not escape. He Feng hugged him and hugged him hard.

"Hey, it's cute, but why are the hairs around your mouth stuck together?" He Feng touched the hairs around his mouth, and raised his eyebrows, thinking that things were not that simple: "Good boy, you really know how to play."

While waiting for other players to arrive, He Feng and the other person were standing on the shore, talking about something.

Pan Yunsu closed his eyes and rolled his eyes.

Can’t get through, have to wait…wait? ?

He Feng stepped on the blue-purple flame. He took two steps and seemed to suddenly think of something interesting. He turned around and walked forward backwards while talking to Shen Zishu.

Two identical little balls sat on his shoulders, making the young man's smile even brighter.

Such a He Feng dazzled many people.

[Help. I am dying from your handsomeness.]

[Purple potato, you are so lucky! You are so lucky! You are really so lucky! !]

[In front, I have a back tooth here, can you see if you bit it off?]

Shen Zishu silently blocked the young man so that the players behind him could not see him.

He was still smiling, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

That disgusting, sticky look came again.

The Skinner was among them, still coveting his treasure.

He would definitely chop to death any scum who peeked at his treasures.

After He Feng and Shen Zishu reached the other side, the other players also began to find ways to get over there.

Countless silk threads intertwined, Yu Ming took the eldest lady's hand, and led Ruan Yuan to step on the silk threads and cross the pool.

The man next to Qi Ruxing shouted for his reward while stretching out his hand to freeze the water surface, and the guild members passed by one by one.

The rest took out their props and got through safely.

He Feng rarely left early, but waited for the players to come together.

Confused, the players moved to He Feng's side, and a wall suddenly rose up behind them, isolating the players from the space in front again, and He Feng began to search for something in the wall again.

Oh my goodness, it turns out that they were waiting for them to come over and raise the wall to look for something. They were just being wishful thinking.

After placing the bomb, He Feng clapped his hands. He turned around and was about to leave, but he saw the players surrounding him. He was confused for a moment.

"You guys go ahead." He Feng didn't understand: "You can't leave without me?"

At this point, He Feng seemed to understand something. He clapped his hands fiercely and said, "I understand. Let me go ahead and see if there are any traps, right?"

Qi Ruxing, who was simply waiting for He Feng, wanted to defend himself: "No, we just..."

"Oh, I understand." He Feng patted Qi Ruxing's shoulder and left with Shen Zishu. "This is the intrigue that only high-level players have. I understand it all."

[? He Feng seemed to have casually revealed something extraordinary?]

[Ah, why can’t the live broadcast room be anonymous? I really want to say something!]

[Please speak up, we are all family members, it doesn’t matter.]

[Okay, I told you, if someone named Chu Ling offers to take you through a dungeon for free, don’t agree! He is just using novice players to pave the way for himself!]

"Hey, here comes the key information, take notes." He Feng began to call people: "Remember it clearly, remember it clearly, understand?"

Chang Hao, who was walking behind him, pushed up his glasses and smiled confidently, saying, "I have recorded everything along the way. There will definitely be no problem this time."

He Feng: ...

No, brother, who are you?

"Oh, oh." He Feng responded: "Thank you then."

Chang Hao waved his hand indifferently, indicating to He Feng that this was just a trivial matter.

[? Haha ...

[I laughed my ass off, he answered so quickly and so confidently, but why did it feel like a flag?]

The barrage in the live broadcast room began to discuss the flag recycling plan. He Feng and Shen Zishu walked around the corner and saw another blackboard.

How should I put it, that hole in the middle of the blackboard looks so familiar.

"Hey, man, one board does so many jobs?" He Feng greeted the blackboard enthusiastically and familiarly: "Of course, I'm not laughing at you, I just think you run pretty fast, huh?"

The blackboard was insulted, it began to tremble wildly, and finally fell to the ground and didn't move.

This one is just like that. It just wanted to give up and made He Feng laugh.

"Why don't you set it up while you're still alive?" He Feng squatted down and knocked on the blackboard: "Where are the questions? Give it a try before you set it up."

The blackboard seemed to have just remembered its responsibilities. It stood up reluctantly and words appeared on it again.

"Question 3: What does the water in the pool in the corridor smell like? Time limit: minutes.

If you answer correctly, you will continue to move forward. If you answer incorrectly, the corridor will randomly select a life to keep. "

Chang Hao was excited when he saw the first half of the question and started to look through his notes.

After seeing the second half of the question, Chang Hao was confused and at a loss. He rolled his eyes and fainted on the ground.

[Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, the flag was recovered successfully hahahahahahahahahahaha, it’s really about to break hahahahahahahaha! ]

[I am dying of laughter hahahahaha, so many notes are useless, I feel sorry for the little brother for a second hahahahahahahahahahahaha! ]

He Feng buried his head in Shen Zishu's arms. He tried hard to control himself from laughing out loud, but his trembling shoulders made anyone know that he was laughing.

I always feel that if I laugh a little, ten years of merit will be gone, but, I'm sorry, it's really funny, hahahaha!

The tortured Chang Hao trembled as he lifted up his notebook and slammed it against the blackboard. Then he spoke with difficulty in a very hoarse voice: "You, die!"

The blackboard that was thrown got angry. It couldn't beat He Feng, but it could still show off its strength to this little rookie!

Then, the blackboard jumped up suddenly and pretended to hit Chang Hao.

"Hey - what are you doing?"

The long knife pierced its body again. The blackboard looked at the extra hole on the board and began to tremble violently again.

Poxiao tied a flower in He Feng's hand before putting it back into his backpack. He smiled very brightly, bent down to pick up the notebook, and returned it to Chang Hao: "Don't be discouraged, Noteman, what if it is still useful in the future?"

The young man with a wanton smile picked up his notebook against the light. Chang Haoling was inspired and struggled to get up from his companion's arms. He took the notebook with both hands and muttered, "This is Fengmen. I'm glad to learn from you."

Looking at Chang Hao's shining eyes, He Feng took a step back, feeling something was wrong.

Although this person's eyes were clear, He Feng still retreated.

How to put it, he seemed to see that kind of fanatical believer.

[Ohhhhhhh! Maple Gate! Ohhhhhhhh!]

[oi! oi! Maple Gate! !]

He Feng chose to ignore it.

Maple Gate? That sounds a bit weird. I'll just pretend to be blind first.

The blackboard, hit by another knife, fell to the ground. It thought about its past glory and felt tears flowing.

Glory no longer belongs to it after all, so it leaves? Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo.

"Are we going to climb the wall?" Xu Jiashuo asked, rolling up his sleeves. "If we do, let me do it. I'm a super climber."

"Xiao Qi, are you leading the newbies through the dungeon?" Looking at the innocent Xu Jiashuo, He Feng turned around and asked Qi Ruxing: "Who are yours?"

Seeing that He Feng was not in a hurry at all, Qi Ruxing guessed that the other party must know something. If that was the case, there was no need for him to be anxious.

So Qi Ruxing began to introduce several people in the guild: "This is Vice President Wei Lou, and these three from left to right are Xu Jiashuo, Yin Yaoyao, and Chang Hao. They are indeed newcomers."

Wei Lou raised his hand and waved towards He Feng, with an expression that said "keep away from me" as if it wasn't him who had just shouted for payment.

Chang Hao had been drawing something with his head down. He moved very quickly, and when he heard the president introduce himself, he quickly looked up and gave He Feng a silly smile.

Xu Jiashuo was quite at ease when they didn't know each other, but he became a little restrained after the introduction. He scratched his head and greeted He Feng.

Yin Yaoyao nodded coldly at He Feng without any other expression.

He Feng recognized the face and turned to look at Pan Yunsu: "Are you looking for trouble? If you are, hurry up. I don't have time to listen to your nagging."

Pan Yunsu, who was about to complain, closed his mouth and shook his head.

"Oh, you're not looking for them. Okay, where are the others?" He Feng glanced at the three people at the end of the team. Yu Ming smiled at him, Ruan Yuan didn't say anything, and the other woman was also silent. He Feng retracted his gaze, stepped on the blackboard, and rolled it back and forth with the tip of his shoe: "What about you, the blackboard with two holes in it?"

The blackboard felt that its dignity had been severely trampled upon!

It wants to struggle! It wants to resist! It wants to... it wants to surrender.

The sharp tip of the knife was pointed directly at the countdown on the blackboard. The blackboard was at a loss as to what to do. After thinking for a long time, it made a smiley face.

It is smiling. Don't they say you shouldn't hit a smiling person? Then you shouldn't hit a smiling board either. So there is nothing wrong with the smiling face it made.

Blackboard seemed confident and complacent, but in He Feng's eyes, all this was a naked mockery.

The main thing is that this smiley face is made up of three semi-brackets, and it doesn't seem to have any other meaning except "you owe me something, a lot of it," the kind that invites a beating.

He Feng, who thought Blackboard would beg for mercy, let out a click of the tongue and stabbed forward with the blade in his hand without hesitation.

Look, this is a true warrior!

Even if a knife is placed on its neck, it will still taunt the opponent!

This spirit is worthy of admiration! He Feng was very moved! He felt that he should express his opinion!

So He Feng held the knife and stabbed the blackboard a few more times.