Chapter 770: Turtle

"You have to keep in mind that the only thing you have stored is not to do a certain thing or do a certain thing, and if there are too many of them, this Divine Yuan Bead is likely to become thinner, and thus easily corroded by the Ring of Terrifying Dreams. Zhao Yazhu reminded again.

Zhou Fan didn't reply, his time was running out, the gray mist had spread to his neck, and his body had become looming, he understood that if the dream was continuous, then he would most likely appear in the little boy's villa in blood tonight.

And he can only deposit a mind to do one thing or not to do something.

If he appeared in the Bloody Boy's Villa, with the strangeness of the Bloody Boy, it would be almost impossible for him to escape.

Then he has only two choices, the first option is to continue to ignore the little boy's invitation to play, and the second option is to accept the little boy's invitation to play.

The first option he chose last night and didn't die, but it doesn't mean that he will be fine tonight, it took him a lot of time to get to the villa last night, so he got out of the dream at the moment of death.

The second option is to choose to accept the invitation to the game, he can set himself to play one of the games, but if he chooses one of the snowmen, snowball fights, wooden mans, boxing, and drawing, he thinks that building a snowman may be the safest.

But that was just what he thought, and he wasn't sure what terrible things would happen if he accepted the invitation to the game.

So he didn't want to choose to accept the game invitation.

When the gray mist reached Zhou Fan's chin, Zhou Fan already had some kind of idea in his heart, he still looked at Zhao Yazhu and asked, "What idea do you think I choose to store it in?"

"You said you were dying if you didn't play the game last night, so you can only save your mind to play one of the games, the little boy in the bloody clothes gave you five kinds of games, a snowball fight will make snowballs fall on you, the wooden man one, two, three and guess the fist will quickly decide whether to win or lose, the drawing is too weird, I think it is safest to build a snowman. Zhao Yazhu analyzed with a smile.

It's rare that Zhao Yazhu doesn't receive remuneration.

Zhou Fan just nodded silently, he didn't ask more, but looked at Shen Yuanzhu intently, silently reciting the thoughts he had come up with.

Shen Yuan Zhu quickly turned into a silver and black light and drilled into Zhou Fan's eyebrows.

At this time, Zhou Fan was completely covered by the spread of gray fog, and soon disappeared on the ship.

"You said that building a snowman is the safest, are you lying to him or is it true?" As soon as Zhou Fan left, Eclipse asked.

"Little guy, is there a difference?" Zhao Yazhu asked with a mocking look on his face.

"Of course there is a difference, if you cheat him, you will kill me. Eclipse said with a slightly cold face.

Zhao Yazhu laughed: "Little guy, don't worry, don't say it's for you, he owes me a possession, how can I be willing to let him be killed like this, otherwise why would I sell him Shenyuan Pearl?"

"As for that, I mean it, but I can't guarantee that I'm right, maybe building a snowman is the most dangerous game. ā€

"Do you think he'll listen to you?" asked Eclipse again.

"That's not accurate, Zhou Fan's mind is very complicated. Zhao Yazhu sighed: "Even if he listens to me, he must listen to it after some consideration, and he thinks it's right, just like you." ā€

"Listening to his tone, it seems like he's going to be there for a while, have you found a suspicious spot?"

Eclipse was silent for a moment and said: "I have found the two closest places to me, and I have separated from my people to find them, but you also know that it is not easy to walk outside, it still takes time, I don't know if I can catch up." ā€

"As I said before, catch up with the best, don't be depressed if you can't catch up, there are many opportunities, of course, the premise is that he doesn't die in a dream, otherwise you will definitely have to follow him to the funeral, and I, too, will also go into a deep sleep, waiting for the next time I wake up. Zhao Yazhu said.

"I understand this, I don't need you to remind me. Eclipse took a deep breath, "If I have time, I will find him and think of luring him away from the dangerous place of the Ring of Terrible Dreams." ā€

"It's better to do so, after all, you can't defeat him now, and it's a good way to imprison him. Zhao Yazhu nodded with a smile.

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Zhou Fan stood quietly in the manor, in front of him was bright red snow, and on the snow was a little boy in bloody clothes standing, he looked at Zhou Fan and asked indifferently, "Do you want to build a snowman?"

Zhou Fan shook his head slowly and declined the invitation.

"If you don't want to, you can go inside. The little boy in blood lowered his head, made a small snowball with his hand, and then put it on the ground and rolled it slowly, after rolling into a big snowball, he raised his head slightly, and found that Zhou Fan was still there, he was stunned for a moment and asked, "If you don't build a snowman with me, what are you doing here?"

"I'm walking, I've always walked so slowly. Zhou Fan said in a hurry.

Only then did the little boy in the bloody clothes realize that Zhou Fan was indeed moving, but his steps moved very small, and every time he lifted and moved a little, he put it down, his feet were as weak as the old man, and it was estimated that he was faster than a turtle.

Bloody Boy: "......"

The little boy in blood stood stunned and watched Zhou Fan's turtle step move, he had never seen such a situation when building a snowman, if Zhou Fan refused to play the game and was unwilling to go inside, he would have a way, but now Zhou Fan is not unwilling to go, Zhou Fan is walking inside.

The little boy in the bloody coat tilted his head and thought about it, thinking that it was okay to do so, so he simply lowered his head and continued to build the snowman.

Zhou Fan was still moving forward firmly, until the little boy in blood had built three snowmen, he pushed open the door and left here slowly.

It took a long time to cross the door alone, until the door was closed again, and the little boy in the bloody suit who built the snowman raised his head to look at the closed door, and lowered his head to build the snowman.

When I came in, I saw a wider snowfield, and there were still three little boys in bloody clothes with the same appearance and height standing on the snow, holding bright red snowballs in their hands, and the tallest little boy asked coldly, "Do you want to have a snowball fight?"

Zhou Fan was silent, he neither said yes nor said no.

"If you don't play, go inside. The shortest little boy added.

But Zhou Fan didn't raise his feet.

"What do you mean by that?" asked the tallest little boy in the bloody coat, a little angrily.

"I—I haven't figured it out yet. Zhou Fan said slowly: "Can you let me think about it?"

The three little boys in bloody clothes looked at each other, and no one would have answered like that.

They didn't even play snowball fights anymore, they just looked at Zhou Fan and put pressure on Zhou Fan.

After a long time, Zhou Fan seemed to think about it: "I don't play snowball fights." ā€

"Then you get out of here. The little boy in the bloody clothes, who was not tall or short, urged with relief in his heart.

So the three of them soon saw Zhou Fan nodding slowly, slowly raising his feet, like a turtle crawling, walking towards the door inside.

The three little boys in bloody clothes were stunned.