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Chapter 143 Mingyue Pavilion (6)
This time, he slept very peacefully. Although he was in a game field full of crisis, Xiao Lan was able to relax and rest better because of Luo's shadow guarding him.
Every night he entered the game, Luo Lai kept watch for him. Xiao Lan was very used to the presence of the other party.
I don't know how long I slept, but in a deep sleep, Xiao Lan felt someone shaking him.
He opened his eyes and saw that it was Luo's shadow.
The black shadow looked very thin, and it seemed that the time was up and it was about to disperse, so Xiao Lan, who was still sleeping, had to be woken up in advance.
After waking up Xiao Lan, the black shadow disappeared in front of his eyes.
Xiao Lan looked at her wrist, the black bracelet that had been sitting there quietly before was gone, and did not return with the disappearance of the shadow.
It seems that this shadow is a one-off, and don't know if it will have any effect on Luo.
But he also knew that if he asked Luo, the other party would definitely answer "it's fine".
Xiao Lan sighed softly.
He looked around with sleepy eyes.
At this time, it was just dawn, with a bit of nighttime coolness, and everything in the room looked normal, just as it was before he fell asleep.
Thanks to poverty, Xiao Lan's physique is already very good.
After Luo sucked the toxins out of his body, Xiao Lan only slept for a while, and now she feels full of energy.
The fatigue and pain of the battle have disappeared, and he is the pauper who can tear down his home with his bare hands.
It's a pity that Mr. Crow won't let people demolish his house...
Before Xiao Lan had a fight with that fat brainy man, sticks and hammers greeted the walls and floors mercilessly, but they didn't scrape any wall or floor scraps.
It is a miracle in the history of human engineering.
It seems that wanting to increase the poverty value through demolition this time is basically a dream.
Poverty is not easy, Xiao Lan sighed.
Xiao Lan got up and cleaned herself briefly before opening the door.
But he didn't expect to meet Luo the moment he opened the door.
Luo Zheng was standing at the door, and it seemed that he was trying to open the door before. By coincidence, the two stood face to face like this.
Xiao Lan: "Luo? To be able to see you here, the space has switched again?"
Luo smiled: "Yeah, I didn't expect to meet here, it seems that my luck is good."
He continued, "It's great to see you safe."
The two who met again unexpectedly went straight forward together.
The hallway looked different from the day before.
Yesterday's hallway looked like a normal room, except for no one, there was nothing weird about it.
But today there was a black fog in the air in the corridor, which shortened the line of sight a lot.
Not only that, but there were also faint voices in the black fog, which seemed to be murmured and hoarse crying, but they were all vague and inaudible.
The two advanced in the corridor for a while, and Xiao Lan suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Luo asked.
Xiao Lan frowned and looked forward: "This corridor is too long, the entire Mingyue Pavilion does not have such a long corridor."
Luo thought for a while: "Let's move forward, maybe there will be some changes ahead."
Xiao Lan glanced at him and said lightly, "Yeah."
The two continued to move forward, and the black fog around them became thicker and thicker, and they could almost only see a distance of two or three meters in front of them.
At this time, a light came from not far ahead, and the light rolled in the black mist, and it was impossible to see what it was for a while.
Xiao Lan stood on the spot, looked at the front, but did not speak.
At this time, Luo approached Xiao Lan.
He said softly, "What's that in front? Shall we go and see?"
Xiao Lan did not respond.
He just looked at the person beside him calmly.
Luo still maintained an elegant and decent smile, as if he was not asking about the unknown danger ahead, but what snacks Mr. would like to have with his afternoon tea.
This man is not right.
Xiao Lan felt disobedience from the first sight of him.
Luo knew that he was in the room before, and probably knew that he was awake through the shadow.
Most of the time, when Xiao Lan was in the room, Luo would habitually knock on the door before entering.
Except when you turn into a cat and sneak in.
But this "Lo" didn't.
Xiao Lan noticed that the moment he opened the door, his hand was on the doorknob, indicating that he had no intention of knocking on the door at all, but was going to enter directly.
He later said, "I didn't expect to meet here", which seemed to be very unexpected.
But Luo should have known where he was. Where did the accident come from?
What's more, Xiao Lan didn't have that familiar feeling about him.
That is the temperament that belongs to Luo. Although this person or something imitates Luo's appearance, it is only superficial.
However, under the circumstances at the time, since the other party had already found him, Xiao Lan also cooperated to see what he wanted to do.
And now this enticing tone.
Luo always wanted to stand in front of Xiao Lan when facing danger, although she was often rejected by Xiao Lan...
But he would never propose to let Xiao Lan go in an unknown and dangerous direction.
In terms of where to go, Xiao Lan usually makes the decision, and Luo will not interfere with his judgment.
This "Luo" seems to want Xiao Lan to go to a bright place ahead.
Obviously, whatever lies ahead is his goal.
Turning around a little, Xiao Lan quietly took out "Mingyue Pavilion" and glanced at it with the help of her body.
The pattern on the cover lights up four bars.
But this is almost impossible.
Because just yesterday, Xiao Lan personally killed the fat man who wanted to eat his brain and confirmed his death.
Even if no one died that night, the grid on the cover should be 5, not 4.
This space should not be real.
Seeing that Xiao Lan didn't speak, "Luo" next to him continued: "Maybe, there will be clues about leaving here."
Xiao Lan suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with the current situation: "Do you know why it is Luoyang Shovel?"
"Luo" was obviously taken aback, he smiled and asked, "What-"
What answered him was Xiao Lan's violent kick.
Xiao Lan didn't wait for this guy's answer at all, and immediately launched the attack after asking the question.
This kick slammed into "Luo"'s waist, kicked his body flying out, and then fell heavily to the ground.
At this time, the other party's voice just fell.
"Luo" got up from the ground and looked up at Xiao Lan.
His face still has a mask-like graceful smile, and his voice is still gentle: "Is there something wrong with me?"
Xiao Lan took out the [Dalit Bone]: "It's almost zero points, brother."
After speaking, you were welcome, and rushed towards the other party with a stick.
The guy disguised as Luo saw Xiao Lan's posture and understood that he couldn't deceive him, so he didn't say more.
He is still Luo's appearance now, but the smile on his face has become gloomy, and the whole person's temperament has also changed at the same time, which is completely different from the previous feeling.
Facing Luo's face, will Xiao Lan be soft?
Of course
Will not!
He picked up the stick and hit it vigorously.
The white stick draws afterimages in the air, and each stroke carries the force that almost knocks people to death.
He didn't look at the face of this face in the slightest, and there was no intention to let it go.
Ruthless, cruel, like a big pig's hoof.
The picture was too brutal, and it seemed to have a sense of domestic violence...
"Luo" could hardly maintain his human form during such a violent attack.
But do not know it in the end What the hell, almost was labeled Shougan, but still looks alive. In Xiao Lan attacks continue dodged, and occasionally a 180 degrees at the waist, turned around 720 degrees difficult moves like.
If a packet from the soul style of expression.
Finally, after several encounters, Xiao Lan find an opportunity to kick his foot on the ground.
Meanwhile, the switching edges of bone morphology] [Dalit raised.
Xiao Lan ready to try to cut heads, if this guy is still alive and kicking, then ...... say it.
In almost all bone cutting edge upcoming "Los" head of the moment, around disappeared.
Whether it is not the same as if the end of the corridor, still lingering blanket of darkness and whispered them whisper.
Including being trampled underfoot Xiao Lan, Luo wore face guy.
Air leaving only a muffled sigh: "I really wanted to go with How about you ......"
Intonation lingering pathos, with a sort of dismay.
But Xiao Lan mercilessly rejected: "Thank you, but I do not want to."
This time, he was standing in front of the room to rest last night.
The scene outside as usual, and yesterday saw no difference.
Prior to the corridor, the blanket of darkness are all non-existent.
Xiao Lan once again come up with a book.
This time, the number of lattice pattern on the cover is lit - six.
It seems that in addition to his contribution to a head last night, there is one person died. Just do not know died of ghosts, or the players, because the book and new content does not appear, mine is not a crow.
At this point, the cover of the book flashes up again, which is also the emergence of new content:
[Return] lost sheep
[Away from secular hubbub]
[He received eternal silence underwater]
Almost without a moment's pause, the cover of the flashing stops, once again light up a grid pattern.
Description The selected players crow die very crisp.
Just do not know where the other players are not fueled by the.
Now cover a total of thirteen of the grid is lit Qige, more than half.
Almost without pause, but also the emergence of new content:
[Flirtatious Black Dahlia is about to wither]
[Lost] nourishing roots
[Beautiful] after all in the dust
Yo, this special double or more what!
Players can't help but sigh at the update frequency of Teacher Crow, what a dedicated author.
But...Teacher, sometimes you don't have to be so diligent.
Really, fishing is good for physical and mental health, as many authors say.
But this time was different from the one just now. The flickering of the cover never stopped. Xiao Lan waited for a while without seeing the grid light up or the handwriting changing.
It seems that the chosen player is not going to die easily.
Xiao Lan stared at the flashing pattern on the cover.
If this player dies, the others will be one step closer to clearing the stage, and if the opponent survives, the risk of death this time will fall on others, including Xiao Lan himself.
But he didn't want to expect the other party's death, because it was not just a cold number, behind a grid was a fresh human life.
Even if it's probably just a stranger you've never met.
The flickering of the pattern continues.
Xiao Lan put away the book and continued to look for the room that looked different.