Underworld Chat Group: My Hubby is King Hades Chapter 11: 11: Ten years of life and death are boundless (1)
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Ning Huanxin was very busy along the way and walked very slowly. This small town was very quiet after nightfall, and there was no one in the whole street.
The rest of the crew walked as fast as they could, so there is no shadow anymore now. In the silent night, only Ning Huanxin's footsteps were heard.
When she walked to the entrance of the hotel, she unexpectedly saw Wang Nianping's figure.
"Guide Wang, why are you here?"
It is naturally impossible for a big-name director like Wang Nianping to live here with them.
Wang Nianping didn't seem to hear Ning Huanxin's question, turned around and walked away quickly.
Ning Huanxin blinked and entered the hotel inexplicably. Today, the lady boss was not watching the dog blood TV series, but stared at the door in a daze.
Ning Huanxin didn’t care, she walked back to her room quickly, and when she passed by next door 204, she didn’t know why she remembered her WeChat friend "the girl next door"——
Are there really ghosts in this world?
Ning Huanxin has experienced many strange things since she was a child, but she has never seen so-called ghosts.
It is said that people with heavy yin qi or full yin are the easiest to hell.
Ning Huanxin has been an outlier from birth.
She, the Eight Characters Quanyang!
It is said that if it is a boy, this kind of fate will surely rise up, and if it is a girl, it will definitely die young.
Ning Huanxin has lived without disease and disaster until now.
Of course, those strange dreams that occasionally appear are all automatically and consciously immune to Ning Huanxin.
She returned to her room and saw her phone screen flickering as soon as she entered the door.
In the past 20 years, the most extraordinary thing Ning Huanxin has ever seen is probably his copycat phone!
She walked to the bed and picked up the phone, which was still reminding her of new news on WeChat.
After Ning Huanxin entered WeChat, she found that the newly added person named Qin Guangwang had sent her a WeChat red envelope.
Tsk tusk tusk, just throw a big red envelope when you first met, isn't it a local tyrant?
Do you want to soak yourself?
Ning Huanxin immediately clicked the red envelope happily, but there was no amount displayed on the screen, only one sentence--
The red envelopes you received have been put into the warehouse. Would you like to check it?
Of course I want to check it out!
Ning Huanxin clicked Yes. As a result, the screen jumped directly to the My Information Warehouse page, and ten grids appeared, and now a gift box-like icon appeared in one of the grids.
Ning Huan subconsciously clicked on the gift box, but another message popped up--
Your WeChat points are 0 and you cannot open the warehouse to obtain items. Do you want to open WeChat tasks now and do tasks to earn points?
Ning Huanxin:...
Let me go! This **** WeChat is really perverted! It takes so much trouble to get a red envelope!
Do tasks to earn points? Isn't it just letting yourself play Snake Snake?
Ning Huan clicked "Yes" depressedly, and WeChat jumped to the task interface again——
Searching for tasks...
Discovery mission...
Reading task——
Ten years of life and death are boundless
Are you accepting the task?
Uh.
Seeing the options on WeChat, Ning Huanxin looked dazed at this time.
Ten years of life and death are boundless, what kind of mission is this?
Role playing? Story Solitaire?
"Receive the task."
Ning Huan hesitated for a while, still clicked "Yes", and in the next second she felt that the world was spinning.
When Ning Huanxin came back to her senses, she only felt that the north wind was whistling, cold, and bitterly cold.
She opened her eyes slowly, and there was a desolate... cemetery in front of her!
"Ah!"
Ning Huan couldn't help but was really taken aback.
"Hey, why are you still here? Which group are you in?"
At this moment, a man's low and steady voice suddenly came from behind Ning Huanxin. She turned her head slowly and saw Wang Nianping's figure.
"Director Wang? Are you here?" Ning Huan asked subconsciously.
"What kind of director am I? Just call me an assistant."
Wang Nianping smiled slightly when he heard Ning Huanxin's words: "Looking at the costume on your body, are you also acting? Are you from the new crew today?"
Ning Huanxin:...
At this moment, Ning Huanxin finally realized that Wang Nianping in front of him looked a lot younger than the director Wang he knew, and even his eyes were full of excitement.
Ten years of life and death... Two boundless!
Ning Huanxin's heart jumped sharply—did she come ten years ago?