become king in cruel games

Chapter 470 God’s Mo Town (21) Game

Feng Yu's memory returned to the original moment.

After the storm race was over, I did see the old dean, but unexpectedly, my father suddenly appeared anxious and pulled me to turn around and run away.

At that time, I felt that something was wrong.

And he felt that there were always pairs of eyes staring at him in the dark. Now that he thought about it, it was probably the old dean in front of him who was trying to obtain the research results on himself.

Jing Yunkun smiled and waved his hand, and two blurry figures appeared on the ground.

One male and one female.

The man has messy hair and is wearing a black robe, while the woman has a stunning face, long hair and is wearing a white coat.

"Father...Mother!"

Feng Yu's voice was a little hoarse. Looking at the old dean in front of him, he always felt like a madman.

Jing Yunkun smiled: "I said before, let's play the last game! If you win, then I will give up everything, tell you everything, and let this game come to an end."

"If I win, then you have to give me your special heart and tell me all your hidden secrets. Of course, if you lose, your parents may die."

Jing Yunkun could only lie on the ground, and the two unconscious people had cold smiles on their faces.

In an instant, the whole world changed and became pitch black, but no light could be seen. Feng Yu seemed to be able to hear the wailing of the players around him.

"Why is it black when we come in? Why can't we see anything? What's going on?"

"Did you hear any footsteps?"

"What footsteps? What I heard clearly was the sound of breathing like a monster, heavy..."

In an instant, Feng Yu's eyes lit up and he appeared in a completely white room.

His unconscious parents had long since disappeared, and only himself and the old dean in a white coat were left in the room.

Feng Yu's heartbeat has calmed down at this time: "By the way, is your name always called Jing Yunkun? Or... is this just a pseudonym?"

The Qingxuan Research Institute is so mysterious that even the name of the dean has never been known. Even if you go to the former reference room to check, you can't find the real name of the dean.

Jing Yunkun smiled: "That's my name."

The mirror world was inspired by his last name.

This is a very rare surname, even weird.

In an instant, the scene changed.

Square black and white bricks surged in like waves, carrying an unpleasant stench, like rotten checkerboard grids.

Not long after, the space around Feng Yu turned into a square space covered with black and white bricks.

She was a little dazzled by the sight.

Feng Yu asked: "What game do you want to play?"

It looks like a game of chess.

Black and white chessboard.

Jing Yunkun stopped the other party's inner thoughts and smiled: "The content of the game is very simple."

Dean Jing Yunkun pointed to his feet with a smile on his face: "Play a simple game with me, backgammon."

"The first five to become the winner is the winner and can get everything in the end."

Feng Yu looked at the smiling Jing Yunkun and said, "So, the rules of the game are not that simple in other aspects, right?"

Jing Yunkun smiled even happier: "Yes, a woman's intuition is always correct."

"Remember, the chess pieces we use are the lives of those players. Every time a chess piece is used, a player's body will be controlled and fall into a rigid state."

"On the winning side, all the chess pieces will be saved, while on the losing side, all the chess pieces will die."

"In other words, the losing side will become the nourishment of the mirror."

(End of this chapter)