One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

  Chapter 861 This title cannot summarize the content (11)

  Afterwards, remembering that he did not have a tent, the teacher sighed again, and did not care about others, turned back to the warehouse, and wanted to find out if there was anything available.

   "I will go with you." Zhao Kun took the initiative to go to the warehouse with the teacher.

  The rest of the people continue to set up tents. After experiencing so many planes, they all know that they can live longer here without being nosy.

  Jing Chennian looked at the direction Lingqiong was leaving, and took a long time before she retracted her eyes, her eyelashes drooping, blocking the emotions in her eyes.

  ...

"what-"

  In the middle of the night, the screams cut through the night and went straight into the sky.

  The people in the tent were awakened and came out one after another, nervously asking: "What's the matter?"

  The light source brought in by everyone swayed back and forth around the tent, sweeping the tents one after another.

  Looking from a distance, these tents, like grave piles one after another, reveal a gloomy feeling.

  "Dead...dead." Zhou Qin pointed to a tent, her voice trembling slightly, "Zhang Zhi is dead."

  Everyone: "!!!"

How could    die?

  They haven’t figured out anything yet. Did ghosts attack people on the first night?

  Niu Xin is bold enough to open the tent and go in.

   Zhang Zhi was lying at the entrance of the tent, his eyes widened, his hands stretched forward, as if he wanted to crawl out.

  Zhao Kun: "Are everyone here?"

  Everyone turned their heads and counted people, except for Lingqiong, everyone else was there.

  The teacher without a tent was always outside, but he was fine, and he didn't hear any strange movement. Instead, Zhang Zhi, who had a tent, died...

  This is only the first day!

   "Ah—" Zhou Qin called out again suddenly.

  "What's your name?" Niu Xin was impatient, "Have you never seen a dead person?"

  How did this woman live here?

   Zhou Qin did not dare to look down, "Yes, someone is holding my foot!"

  A beam of light hit Zhou Qin’s ankle, and the boy’s gentle voice sounded, "It's just a dead vine."

   Zhou Qin looked down, and it turned out to be a dead vine, and he was relieved immediately... No... it was not like this just now.

  It felt like a hand just now, cold, grabbing her ankle.

   "Grass!" Xiong Jian cursed in a low voice, attracting everyone to look over, and he quickly said: "Something is pulling me."

  Xiong Jian and Niu Xin are both tall men, and they don’t seem to be timid. He said so at this time. Everyone suddenly became nervous and wondered if there was really something around them.

  Zhao Kun felt that his ankle was also tugged, but looked down, there was nothing.

   Jiang Cha stood on the periphery, she seemed to see something, and suddenly ran away.

  She moved suddenly, but the teacher who was standing not far away, out of instinct, also followed.

   "Damn, what!"

   "Run!"

   Behind   , there were scolding sounds one after another.

  On the open space surrounded by tents, one after another ghost hands broke through the ground, trying to catch the people present.

  Densely dense ghost hands, countless number of them, dancing in the dark, making the scalp numb.

  Everyone couldn't take care of each other, and rushed forward with their heads buried, for fear that one step would be dead.

  Those ghost hands can move in the dirt and are fast approaching them.

"what…"

  Zhou Qin was caught by a ghost hand and fell to the ground. The teacher next to her hesitated, but still gave her a hand.

   "Why so many!"

   "They are too fast too!"

   "There seems to be a wooden house in front of you!"

  I don’t know who screamed. Everyone looked forward and saw a wooden house deep in the dense forest.

  The dim yellow light of the wooden house is like the most reassuring beacon in the dark night.

   Knowing that the wooden house might be dangerous, everyone ran towards the wooden house by accident.

boom-

  Niu Xin, the fastest runner, kicked open the door of the wooden house.

  The situation in the house makes Niu Xin a little bit incomprehensible—

  I saw the old butler and the young master sitting cross-legged on the ground. On the only wicker chair in the wooden house, there was a little girl curled up with a blanket on her legs and a card in hand.

  All three of them turned their heads to look over at the same time. At first glance, the situation was really scary.

  Niu Xin also only froze for two seconds, and people behind one after another ran in.

   Zhao Kun, who ran at the end, entered the house and immediately closed the door, panting against the wooden door, calming his beating heart.

   There was no movement outside the wooden house, and the ghost hands did not seem to chase them.

  "You...Why are you here?" Zhou Qin panted, and when she saw Lingqiong, her pupils suddenly widened, and she said in disbelief.

  They are setting up a tent over there, but she has a cabin!

   "Of course it was because they looked at me cute and couldn't bear that I was still suffering outside at night, so they specially found such a place for me."

  Everyone: "..."

  God is **** cute.

  Does she think they are three-year-olds?

  These two NPCs are supernatural, they are not good at first sight, how could they be so kind...

  Someone soon thought of the skull in Lingqiong's hand at the time.

  Sometimes some of the things in the instance are not just props that trigger death, but also props that make NPCs treat you differently.

  Lingqiong threw down the card, and didn't care what they thought, "It's you, why did you get here?"

   "Something outside is chasing us." The teacher held his knees, slowly, and said, "Zhangzhi is dead."

   "Wow." Lingqiong's tone was regretful or sigh, and she pulled the blanket on her body, "So you are staying here tonight?"

  Everyone looked at each other immediately.

  She didn't have a tent at the time, and no one spoke to help her.

  Now they are definitely afraid to go back to the tent. Although this wooden house is not big, it can still accommodate them, and it feels safe here.

  "Can we stay here?" Jing Chennian asked slowly.

  Lingqiong raised her eyes to look at him, smiled happily, and walked him through the back door, "Of course you can, as for you..."

  The rest: "..."

  Would you like to be so cute.

   "This place is not yours alone." Zhou Qin said: "Why do you decide whether we can stay here?"

   Although Zhou Qin’s remarks were a bit unreasonable, the rest of the people did not speak, and obviously agreed.

  However, no one expressed support for Zhou Qin.

  Ling Qiong looked at her nails carelessly, “In the dungeon, whoever gets the first possession is the one. When you grabbed the tent, you didn’t quite understand it. Why are you confused now? You want to play a gangster with me?

   Zhou Qin panicked a little in her heart, but she still pretended to be calm, "So what's the same, the tent can only sleep one person..."

  The wooden house is so spacious, it is not the same thing at all.

Correct!

  Zhou Qin found a good reason in her heart, and became confident again.

  There are so many of them, are you afraid of her alone?

  Zhou Qin didn’t think these people were willing to go out. She really didn’t let them stay here. It would only be these people who united to deal with her.

  Zhou Qin is not a fool either. In the face of survival, anyone would choose this way. She understands that.

  (End of this chapter)