Xuanmen boss in the horror game card BUG

Yan Lan's whole body was numb from the pain, and she let go of her hands and knelt to support her on the ground limply, sweating all over her body.

It hurts too much... I can't help curling up, but I dare not move again. Breathing is the source of the pain.

Yan Lan suppressed the desire to breathe heavily, and grabbed the mahogany hairpin with trembling hands.

My eyes were in a trance, and I only touched it several times.

[Assimilate your own pollution into a nine-headed dragon physique and then dissect your own bones, what kind of lunatic must this be, to be so cruel]
[Who still remembers that when Yanlan was polluted, he said, "Misfortune comes with blessings", this is blessing? ]
[Fuck it, whoever wants this blessing will want it! ]
"Cough cough cough..."

Yan Lan turned her head to spit out blood, closed her eyes forcefully and opened them again, panting heavily, and continued to poke down until she saw the bone.

Then he held the wooden hairpin backwards, and smashed the sternum at the moment when the spell penetrated, and his fingers twitched to take out a bone protecting the heart.

This is not a human structure, but the heart bone that grows first after being polluted.

【Ding!Congratulations on getting the items related to the "Dragon's Head Up" festival!20 minutes countdown has been rewarded. 】

[Help!The sense of substitution is too strong, my whole body starts to ache]
[Level [-] death book, why would newcomers get this book, even if the hard power is great, but the game ID level is not high]
[Grade shit, they are all interns, they don’t have a formal grade yet, it’s completely against the sky to get a second-level death book, and there are ghosts designated]
[Yo, is this the anchor of the masochistic channel?It’s really novel, and its appearance is quite high, reward Paradise Coin × 30]
[? ? !It’s really rich and weird to like this one]
"call……"

Yan Lan panted, the wound began to cover with scales, rapidly growing carrion, barely stopped the bleeding.

The first time she scraped the fish scales, she discovered the phenomenon of accelerated wound recovery, and then she deduced the proportional relationship between the degree of pollution and the recovery speed.

For the act of bone digging, she may die of pain, but she will not die of serious injuries due to blood loss.

From Yanlan's point of view, this matter——

It is feasible and can be done.

"After falling ill, I can still think rationally and make prudent judgments, cough cough..."

Yan Lan supported the ground with one hand, looked at the blood-soaked bones in her palm, held it tightly, and laughed softly:

"I seem to be in remission."

[?Don't fart! ]
[Gambling, you are obviously a violent act of gambling, how can you be prudent! ]
[Psychopaths always feel that they are not ill]
[Well, this little Taoist priest is interesting, how about I be the number one sister?Reward Paradise Coin×100]
[! ! !what's the situation]
[Didn't you see the gold-plated ID?This is the evil boss of 'Nightmare' made of a three-star copy, 130 Paradise Coins are sprinkled]
【Ding!Congratulations, you have obtained 343 Paradise Coins for live broadcast rewards, task rewards, etc.!Trigger high-potential newcomer incentives (300 Paradise Coins can be triggered)]

[The current audition copy ranks first, and the game audition record ranks 1th]

[The highest record in the audition book is: Xin Shan - 366 pieces.]

[Reminder: If you break the highest record in the audition, you can draw a skill card for free, get a reward of 100 Paradise Coins, and a banner in the live broadcast room of the whole game will be commended for 5 seconds! 】

"300 meet the standard, now I have 343?"

Yan Lan bent her knees and stood up slowly, licking her bloody teeth with the tip of her tongue, and said in a dumb voice:
"Who is so generous, directly rewarding more than 43 pieces? Is it fun to watch me self-mutilate?"

[It’s fun, next time you come to my place to play, I happen to have a collection of Shang and Zhou bronze instruments of torture]
[Boss, she is not a contracted anchor who can’t see the barrage, and only after signing the contract can she have an independent live broadcast room]
"Okay, if there is fate, I must visit."

Yan Lan looked somewhere in the void, wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said with a smile:
"There is no need for torture tools. Don't talk about bronze from Shang and Zhou Dynasties, but steel from last week. I can't bear it with my broken body."

[! ! ! ! !I fuck? ]
[Hahahaha It’s easy to talk to a smart person, it’s even easier to be a Taoist priest]
[I knew it!Do you remember that the system was able to respond to Yan Lan's complaint before?That basically proves that the two have communicated before. Yanlan has a certain understanding of the game, and she knows about live broadcasting.

[What else is the audience in this place other than evil?What is the existence of the evil that can take out a large amount of Paradise Coins?It has to be said that her mind turned quickly.

[The answer to the question and the instruments of torture are even simpler - she is a Taoist priest, and the things she knows best are calculating, finding objects, and guessing riddles]
[But she still pointed at the camera! ]
[Don't be stupid here!Xin Shan, the mortician, Raven, etc., who didn't feel peeping during the audition? ]
Yan Lan looked away.

She could always feel the peeping of something, and she could guess that it was the lens of invisible transformation.

The guessing game of divination is called "Shefu", which is a compulsory course for Taoist priests, and she has always been the best in the first class.

344 pieces...

That is, if you get more than 366 coins and get 100 coins, and make up 500 paradise coins, that is about 250 million yuan, which is not even enough to buy back the land.

"Daoist Yan."

Zhang Wen ran out in a hurry, and was startled when Yan Lan turned around, pointing at her open thin shirt tremblingly: "Are you... all right?"

"Small wound."

Yan Lan fastened the buttons with one hand, covering the ferocious overlapping polyps on her chest.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a minor injury!

Zhang Wen held back her stomach full of complaints, broke into the rain to support Yan Lan: "I don't know what happened to Dr. Fang and the others."

"If you didn't hear the announcement, you didn't die."

Yan Lan pressed her temples to relieve her trance, she could feel that her spirit was on the verge of collapse, and she would pass out as soon as she relaxed her nerves.

"Even if Nalan Jin doesn't save him, there is still alchemy," Yan Lan looked back at the reservoir, speaking calmly and affirmatively, "He can get the bottom line."

"I never asked," Zhang Wen hesitated, "Doctor Fang... is also a practitioner?"

Yan Lan didn't answer.

As for the cultivator, she tried the plan of the Dragon God Fragrance case.

The nine-headed dragon just woke up and didn't recover, but it's so easy to disembowel an ordinary person, it can't just be an arm injury, this is the first problem.

Yan Lan intentionally used meritorious virtue to fish, and Fang Shu took the bait and gave a response of understanding. This is the second problem.

Not to mention, the merit shackle is still a secret level that ordinary disciples cannot touch.

It rained harder and harder.

Zhang Wen didn't dare to ask again, and covered Yan Lan's head with her hands to keep out the rain.

Yan Lan: "...you'd better let it go."

It's useless, the wind blows and the raindrops hit the back of the head.

"... Oh." Zhang Wen let go of her hand angrily.

"Well, the things are already arranged." Zhang Wen said, "I knelt down on the futon and worshiped the Bodhisattva, and the tributes were also placed on the plate, except that there is only one dragon heart and bone incense missing."

"Well, I will go to the temple to worship the gods."

Yan Lan turned sideways, using the rain to wash the wooden hairpin and shake off the blood, and when she raised her hand to roll up the Hunyuan bun, lightning flashed in the sky.

Lightning pierced the darkness.

Yan Lan was so shaken that she squinted her eyes, and her gaze fell right behind Zhang Wen.

See her shadow in the flash of light.

A tentacle squirmed, with the shadow of a head hanging over it.