Chase Game

When Meng Dong was brought into the stone house, Shen Nianqing was still sitting on the large stone slab.

She held a foxtail grass in her hand, teasing the tricolor dumpling in front of her.

Suddenly, Shen Nianqing looked up as if she sensed something, and several birds were startled and flew away from their nests.

A moment later, Ma Tuan emerged from the darkness, panting, and said:

"...Whoosh...They've started fighting...Quick, they've started fighting!"

Shen Nianqing conjured a bowl of water out of thin air, handed it to Ma Tuan, and said:

"Have some water first, then say it again slowly."

Soon, after Ma Tuan's explanation, Shen Nianqing finally understood what had happened.

The information provided by Ma Tuan only went as far as Ding Guifang being kicked out of the door, and then he rushed back to report the news.

They didn't even bother to observe the situation a little longer and understand it clearly before making a decision.

However, the distance wasn't far, and Shen Nianqing also set off towards the defense line of the abandoned house.

Meanwhile, at the abandoned house, after Ma Tuan ran back to report the news, Ding Guifang crawled out of the ground covered in dust.

If an ordinary old lady had been kicked like that, she would have been crippled or killed, but Ding Guifang had the help of player skills, so she was only slightly embarrassed.

Watching Meng Dong calmly walk out of the abandoned house, stepping over the broken door frame, a clearer look appeared in her eyes.

After all, she had already paid the price for her carelessness once.

When the two were about four or five meters apart, Ding Guifang's cane slammed into the ground with a "thud".

A wisp of flame rose from below, swirling around the cane and spiraling upwards.

At the same time, Ding Guifang also spoke up:

"So, you're also someone 'favored by the gods'?"

"A person favored by the gods? Is that what you call yourself? Heh... well, it certainly counts as a kind of favor."

"However, I still prefer the term 'player'."

Meng Dong only maintained a sense of awe for the unknown; he didn't really care whether God existed or not.

As the saying goes, those who walk different paths cannot make plans together.

Ding Guifang didn't say anything more, but the swirling flames around her cane had spread to her entire body.

At the moment of the outbreak, an unexpected change occurred!

Ling Yi and his six companions, along with Wang Yun and his five companions, had already come into view as they rushed forward.

Soon, the three sides formed a triangle, surrounding Ding Guifang and the eight people with pockmarked faces in the middle.

Although there is competition within the association, especially between the various teams, everyone remains reserved when facing outsiders.

As soon as Li Qingping arrived at the scene, he tried to use the same trick again, attempting to label Ding Guifang with the "Awakening Bell" tag, but he failed.

Ding Guifang wasn't stupid. Although she didn't know what was hurtling towards her like a dart, she knew she had to dodge it.

In the beginning, the Tibetan Mastiffs were bound by the Chosen Ones and unable to use their abilities, which is why they were marked.

Now, although Ding Guifang is not as high-ranking as a Tibetan Mastiff, she is in good condition and moves freely, so she is barely able to avoid danger.

This tactic failed, which was naturally within Li Qingping's expectations.

In any case, based on his past experience, it would always take several twists and turns.

Fortunately, they stopped and assessed the situation first.

Moreover, some people are already unhappy with his behavior.

It wasn't Ding Guifang, but Wang Yun, who frowned and said with displeasure:

"Li Qingping, this is our team's mission. We agreed not to interfere with each other. What do you mean by this?"

"Haha, I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to lend you a hand."

Zhou Jie, with his fiery temper, retorted, "Do you guys even need my help...?"

Ling glanced at the man; he had a fiery temper and a shrewish personality, like a barrel of gunpowder that would explode at the slightest touch.

Li Qingping shrugged indifferently; their original goal was to eliminate the "Phoenix Flame" organization.

If this is related to Ding Guifang, then it would be even better if Wang Yun's team could do it for her.

So he gestured to the two of them not to stare at him, but to stare at Ding Guifang instead.

Otherwise, it would be awkward if they spiraled into the sky like fireworks and then disappeared.

Ding Guifang, who was at the center, was still engulfed in flames.

The eight people with pockmarked faces around her were extremely panicked.

I thought that once I brought back the offerings for the divine messenger, things would be peaceful for a while.

But the guy we met on the road was no "sacrifice" at all. Just from that one kick, we could clearly tell he was a top-notch hunter!

This is tantamount to hooking the enemy's carry during a team fight, only to have your team get chased down and attacked.

When gods fight, these little karami are better off staying far away.

He tried to minimize his presence, and even his tall frame was now bent over and kneeling.

However, in the end, he still couldn't escape it.

"stop!"

Ding Guifang's expression was solemn. She knew very well that she had only a very small chance of winning against 12 opponents.

Her gaze then passed through the broken door frame and landed on the missing corner painting hanging inside the abandoned house, and the oil lamp placed below it.

"It's almost here...it's almost here..."

"Why now... why now...?"

"This isn't fair!"

Ding Guifang muttered to herself for a while, and as she talked to herself, her expression became more and more terrifying.

"You, come here."

Her gaze swept over the pockmarked face and the others, and she pointed to the blond-haired man like a king calling out to his men.

The moment Huang Mao was called upon, his heart skipped a beat. He didn't want to go, but he had no choice.

Wang Yun's team members each had a beam of light gathering within them, ready to strike at any moment.

Huang Mao hesitated, reluctant to go over, but Ding Guifang couldn't wait any longer.

A fiery serpent materialized in his hand!

At the same time, Wang Yun ordered an attack, and five beams of light attacked from five directions without any blind spots, leaving Ding Guifang with nowhere to escape.

But don't forget the ring of fire she's been brewing from the very beginning.

A burst of light swept in, and the ring of fire spread out, forming a fiery tornado that completely blocked the attack.

The fire dragon dispersed, and another fire snake shot out, heading straight for the blond-haired man's face!

The blond-haired guy reacted extremely quickly, dodging the attack while also pulling the pockmarked guy next to him along.

As a result, he avoided the attack, but the pockmarked man was shocked to have his heart pierced by the fire snake.

This was indeed somewhat unexpected for Ding Guifang. A pockmarked face might have some use for him, but...

Well, that's how it is now, and whatever result she wants is the same anyway.

After the fire serpent pierced through the pockmarked face's heart, it did not disappear, but instead continued to bite into the dark red heart, bit by bit.

Inside the abandoned house, the oil lamp blazed brightly, emitting a light that was not its own.

He made up for the last bit of popularity he lacked with his pockmarked face.

So, once the missing corner was filled in, the painting moved without wind, and the phoenix inside, which was already painted so lifelike, seemed to come alive even more.

In the lower left corner of the canvas, five large, gold-embossed characters appear: —

[The Flame of Calamity Transforms into Feathers]

At the same time, a system announcement came over the loudspeaker:

The S-rank dungeon "Transformation of Fire into Feathers" is now open, and seven players will be randomly selected to be forced into the game.

[Players Meng Dong, Ding Guifang, Wang Yun, Zhou Jie, Zhao Dayou, Zhang Qiang, and Ling Yi, please prepare to enter the game.]

Shen Nianqing had just seen the abandoned house and couldn't see the people below, but she received a notification that the instance had been opened.