after falling asleep

Chapter 654 62. The Frog Prince
"Needless to say too long, I move very quickly."

Musu wanted to nod his head, but Yinghua pressed his head hard, so he made an OK gesture instead.

He coughed lightly, and slowly told the story amidst the pain from the needle piercing his skin.

The fire radiated warmth and light, and a little boy was lying on a little girl's lap, softly telling a story.

It was a very warm scene, but the little girl was sewing the little boy's neck, and there was an ugly scarlet ball with eyes standing beside the door.

"Once upon a time there was a kingdom, and there was a princess in the kingdom. One day the princess went out to play, and accidentally dropped her favorite golden ball into a stream, and soon disappeared. The princess was very sad, and she sat by the stream and sobbed. "

All the players are confused, why does it feel like a fairy tale?

Lord Grim's heart was raised at this moment, the more inexplicable the beginning, the more powerful it will be at the end.

He's experienced at this point.

Yinghua's clean little hands were steady, and she skillfully pierced the flesh with the needle, stitching her head and body together.

Mu Su seemed not to feel the pain and continued: "At this moment, I heard a voice asking her what was wrong, and the sad princess replied: 'My golden ball fell into the stream and was washed away. Then, the princess found out that it was a frog..."

"Huh?" Only Yinghua shifted her attention away from her neck and stared at Musu's eyes.

"Huh?" Mu Su also looked at the pair of star eyes reflecting the fire.
Mu Su suddenly became excited: "My own person, I—"

"Don't move around." Yinghua held Musu who was making a fuss.

It's hard to find high tunes and few bosom friends.After a while, Musu stabilized his mood and continued to tell the story.

"The frog said to the princess—"

"Sit up." Yinghua interrupted Musu and stopped.She sewed a third, and this pose at other angles cannot be sewed.

Musu sat up together, with his back to Yinghua so that she could sew the back of her neck.

Just as Musu was about to continue, Yinghua stabbed him viciously.Looking puzzled in the stinging pain, Yinghua calmly said: "I just don't want to see you die."

"..." Mu Su fell silent.

The transparent bridge was puzzled and asked: What story is this?
Mu Su sneered, and touched the undulating tattoo-like lines on his neck with his fingers: "This is the Frog Prince from a fairy tale! What are you thinking about!"

"Can't pick."

Yinghua knocked off Musu's hand.

Mu Su shook his head, very flexible, he couldn't tell at all that the head wasn't on the body a few minutes ago.

"The craftsmanship is not bad." Mu Su shook his head three times to the left and three times to the right, and got up with high spirits. "Okay, now let's continue to find evil spirits as allies! Transparent Bridge, I need your clues!"

Transparent Bridge: What clue?
Mu Su's black eyes are sharp: "Record the player's location, and report to me immediately if they are attacked by evil spirits. Mu Su and his little partner, the fast mobile team, will quickly go to contain them."

Transparent Bridge: I will not do anything that offends others.

Musu was happy when Transparent Bridge said this, and retorted: "How can it be called offending? They were attacked by evil spirits. We used to contain the evil spirits and took them away. Didn't we save them instead? This is a great thing. The military medal is half of mine and half of yours."

The transparent bridge moved slightly, but still did not agree.

Mu Su's intimidation failed, his black eyes narrowed gradually, and his tone became dangerous: "Don't forget, the whole Wanghaijiao town echoes your name, Transparent Bridge."

Transparent Bridge: At this time, stop playing memes!

Mu Su smiled contemptuously, and said with a smirk: "I have caused so many angry things, do you think these players will let you go when they see you in the future?"

Transparent Bridge: I am very happy that you are self-aware, and I can understand that you are not ashamed but proud, but why do you think players will trouble me.

"Because of the inferiority of human nature." Mu Su sneered and pushed the non-existent glasses on the bridge of his nose. "Because you are with me, and they dare not offend me, they can only transfer their anger to you, the person beside you."

"If you are willing to help me, players who have only seven days of memory will selectively forget some. After all, most people's eyes are black and white. If you do bad things, they will hate you. If you do good things, they will like you again. In this way, your troubles will naturally diminish or even disappear...the basic situation is like this."

Musu picked up the potato wedges in the pile of ashes, clicked and took a big bite.

"Ouch—it's unpalatable!"

(End of this chapter)