Yu Yuan was very worried at this time.

"When I talk to you, you can raise your head," he said in a low voice to the people behind him as he walked, "and you have to look ahead to know where we are going?"

"Yes, yes, sorry," Lin Sanjiu said, glancing carefully at his side face, as if he was wondering whether he was angry. "I will follow you well and never run around."

Yu Yuan pinched the bridge of his nose again.

"Don't look at me with that kind of eyes," he sighed very tired, pointed to qingjiuliu, who led the way ahead, and said: "... Look at the road."

Obviously, his friend suddenly became his own slave, which was a great burden for him; Especially when that friend is demanding himself as a good slave everywhere - Lin Sanjiu is such a good slave.

Or, on the surface, he is such a good slave.

"Let her go in front of you," the Puppeteer said suddenly without looking back. "She fell last because she wanted to run."

It is worthy of turning living people into their own property all the year round, that is, they have more experience; Yu Yuan sighed again. There was no surprise on his face, only fatigue.

He stretched out his arm without looking, and sure enough, he just grabbed Lin Sanjiu's shoulder as he was about to slide out - this time, Yu Yuan was also a little angry: "go to the middle!"

At this time, Qing Jiu stayed in front to lead the way, and several people formed a loose team; The dark shadow of the Puppet Master seemed to tear a long narrow gap in the hall. He walked near qingjiuliu not far away, and birds and beasts scattered everywhere he passed. In twoorthree minutes, except for their line of six, all they saw was the distant shadow of other evolutors.

Pina didn't know whether it was because it was not time for entry, or because she didn't trust Lin Sanjiu, or because she wanted to see more people in this line who could not be seen at ordinary times, and she still hesitated to follow at the end of the team.

"Didn't you say that," Qing Jiuliu was a little sad and laughing, "as soon as we cross the exit, we can immediately remove the effect for you..."

"No, no,"

Lin Sanjiu, who could not resist his master by force, was pushed between several people by Yu Yuan, and was clamped in the front and back. His mouth was also very obedient: "I don't ask for anything. Don't be extra generous to me. I'm very satisfied and happy. If I have an afterlife, I'm willing to be a slave of the Yu family."

Yu Yuan's face was filled with despair.

"How far is it?" He didn't even want to respond to Lin Sanjiu, but asked Qing Jiuliu.

"Soon," Qing Jiuliu said, raising his head again and quickly glancing at the ceiling of the Gambling Hall. Yuan Xiangxi's head was also lifted by his actions, and he looked back and forth at the ceiling for several times. Because he ignored his actions, he accidentally stepped on the foot of the Puppet Master - after Yu Yuan stretched out his hand and picked up yuan Xiangxi from mid air, the ghost in white slid down the ground and muttered, "it's not necessary... Well, Qing Jiuliu, what are you looking at?"

Pushed open the door at the end of the corridor on the right side of the Gambling Hall, Qing Jiuliu looked back again for a few seconds, didn't answer, but gradually frowned.

He is also a person, but his emotions are almost aggressive; Just looking at his expression, people felt that they would fall in involuntarily, be provoked like a string, and resonate with him synchronously - even the puppet master, at the moment, could not help but float a little doubt.

"What's the matter?" Yu Yuan asked.

"I wonder whether the copy has been found..." Qing Jiuliu didn't finish his words, as if he didn't want to put the idea in his mind into words and let it echo in the air of the copy.

Everyone behind him looked dignified. Even if no one speaks out, the same anxiety still weighs on everyone's heart.

Qing Jiuliu shook his head. "Let's go," he motioned the puppet master to take out his exit pass and said, "after passing this door, Lin Sanjiu can be relieved. After this door, there is an area beyond the control of the copy power, similar to the construction site that has not been completed... Passing through this site, you can leave the copy, so only those who have the exit pass and their property can pass through this door."

"What about you?" Slave Lin San Jiu remembered to ask.

Qing Jiuliu just wanted to open his mouth and answer. He didn't know what he thought of, and quickly glanced at the casino hall behind him; The floating answer was changed to: "let's go there first."

Behind the door he opened, there was a space that was not at all similar to the Gambling Hall - without any lighting, decoration and carpets; The empty rough concrete walls stretched out into the distance as if there was no end, until they disappeared into a point at the end of their sight.

The puppet master is.