Fast-passing sick and tender male god Shura field

Chapter 109 When Koi enters the horror game (12)

"I haven't seen your scales, but they must be beautiful."

The young celadon's bead-like voice was extremely gentle.

Zhang Mengqi's face was pale and she dared not speak.

The boss's beautiful eyeballs did not move, they still stayed on Zhang Mengqi's body without a wave.

"Do you like the rain? If it rains, will you dance?"

Zhang Mengqi turned her head to look at Duan Youli tremblingly, her lips trembling and closing in fear.

Duan Youli pondered for a while and said: "I like the white and transparent rain in the sky, but I don't dance in the rain, because when it rains, I have to collect my clothes."

This time, the boss's eyeballs moved.

The obsidian-like dark and dead eyes slowly fell on Duan Youli.

After staring for a long time, she asked the third question: "If there is thunder in the clear sky, will you hide in the house?"

If we talk about the first two questions, there are traces to follow in the background of the horror village game.

Then the third question, there is really no clue at all.

But the only certainty is that his first two answers must be correct, so the boss will ask the third question.

After all, the night the fat man died, he only heard two questions from the boss. Because the fat man answered wrongly, he died.

But thunder in the clear sky?Do you mean the thunder before it rains?
Whether it is ancient times or the real 21st century, people will be killed by lightning every year. If you encounter very intensive lightning, hiding at home is the best way.

How should he answer?

To hide or not to hide?

Duan Youli's heart is biased towards reverse thinking. The boss raised this question, it must not be a simple conventional idea, but he has no chance to experiment.

If the answer is wrong, both he and Zhang Mengqi may die.

Zhang Mengqi looked at him in horror, seeing that he was still thinking, she bit her lip tightly to prevent herself from screaming out in shock.

The boss took another two steps towards them, and the sound of the iron chain rattling made one's heart chill.

Zhang Mengqi was startled by the sound of the cold and heavy chains. Seeing that Duan Youli was still frowning, she gritted her teeth and stood in front of him.

"Ugh..." Maybe it was because she was the one who drank the blood, and she was the first person the boss chose to kill.

Zhang Mengqi whimpered in pain as the cold chains wrapped around her neck.

Just when she thought that her head would be wrung out, and then, like pockmarked, only a pile of bones remained after being eaten by poisonous insects, Duan Youli's gentle and hasty voice came from behind her.

"I will save you!"

After he finished answering, he subconsciously held his breath, stared blankly at the boss's cold and beautiful face, and repeated: "I want to save you."

[Congratulations to player 002, and player 003 to trigger the key plot of the game—memory. Players are requested to step on the teleportation circle within 60 seconds to complete the plot task of rescuing the green dragon. 】

After entering the game, the cold female notification sound that never sounded once again resounded in the minds of the two of them. Five meters away, a five-pointed star teleportation array with bright white light appeared.

The chains that bound Zhang Mengqi's neck disappeared suddenly, and the boss with a stunning face also disappeared, and the cold, damp air around her gradually became thinner.

Zhang Mengqi sat slumped on the ground, her face was full of fear and fear for the rest of her life after a catastrophe.

Duan Youli's face turned pale, and he pulled her up: "Go, there's something wrong with the air."

The two entered the teleportation array together.

The world changed, and the next moment, the two appeared at the entrance of the village of Bi.

Under the dense shade of the big locust tree, young children are playing and playing.

The warm sunlight fell through the dense leaves, forming golden spots on the ground. The weather was very hot, and the cicadas were singing on the trees, but there were no crows representing death.

"Little girl, what's in your basket?" A few brats surrounded a little girl with shofar braids, laughing and laughing.

The little girl protected the basket hanging on her arm: "It's the chicken soup stewed by my grandma, which nourishes Lord Qinglongshen's body! My grandma said that Lord Dragonshen's raining is very hard."

"Hey, how can the gods use chicken soup? Whatever the gods want to eat, they will come out as soon as they change, so give us the chicken soup!"

A child stepped forward to grab it, and several other dark-skinned children also went to help grab the girl's arm.

"Oh, don't grab it! The chicken soup is spilled!"

The little girl was angry and impatient. Grandma stewed the only old hen in the house for this chicken soup. Grandma only left a small bowl for her, and the rest was in clay pots.

If she spilled even a little bit, she would feel distressed.

"Don't grab it! Don't grab it!" The girl's hand was splashed by the hot chicken soup, her skin turned red, but she didn't dare to let go.

Grandma is reluctant to drink this chicken soup, if she spills it, she will definitely cry.

But where did the group of brats listen to her?The bowl on the clay pot was thrown out, and the rich and delicious chicken soup smelled out, making people salivate.

The clay pot containing the chicken soup was finally snatched away, and the girl stood there crying loudly: "Give it back to me, and I will tell the village chief that you bullied me."

"It tastes really good, it smells so good!
Little girl, don't cry, what good food haven't the gods eaten?You don’t want to eat this chicken, come here quickly, let’s eat together, and you are not allowed to complain to the village chief after eating.”

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo of you!" The little girl picked up a few gravels from the ground and threw them at a group of children crazily grabbing chicken.

The children laughed and ran away holding the clay pots. Even though the chicken was boiling hot and made their palms ache, they still stuffed it into their mouths.

"This is something you don't eat yourself, so you can't blame us."

Duan Youli and Zhang Mengqi walked towards the locust tree, the little girl was still wiping away her tears, when she saw a stranger, she kept crying without speaking.

"Your name is Xiaoya?" Duan Youli bent down to look at the crying little girl with red eyes.

When the little girl heard that he knew her name, she looked at him with red eyes in doubt, and sniffled: "How do you know?"

Duan Youli's heart skipped a beat.

Isn't the immature girl who appeared in the wilderness called Xiaoya?
"Not only do I know your name is Xiaoya, but I also know that your grandma's eyes were healed by Qinglong God." Duan Youli smiled warmly.

He has a sunny and handsome appearance, and it is easy to make people feel good about him.

The little girl nodded aggrievedly: "Is there also a drought in your village?"

Zhang Mengqi hurriedly said: "Yes, little girl, we haven't drunk water for many days, can you give us some water?"

She felt like she was going to die of thirst if she didn't drink any more water.

The little girl shrugged her nose, and glared bitterly at the boys who were sitting in the shade eating chicken, her eyes couldn't help turning red when she saw the chicken bones on the ground.

She withdrew her gaze, raised her sleeves and wiped away her tears: "Come with me."

Zhang Mengqi and Duan Youli followed.

The little girl's home was at the second family's house at the entrance of the village, adjacent to the haggard old man's house that Duan Youli met when he first entered the village.

"Grandma, they are newcomers to the village and want to ask for some water." Before entering the door, the little girl wiped her face with her sleeve before jumping into the yard.

　ps: Don’t you all like to watch this horror plane? Recently, the subscriptions have dropped sharply. I’m so sad, I don’t have the confidence to write--°, the pain masks have been put on by the family members.

　　
　
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