I am surviving in the black fairy tale live broadcast

Hua Nongwan was on the balcony next door to Cinderella's house, using a telescope to observe the back garden of Cinderella's house. When she left, she also placed a monitor on the ground in a relatively hidden position.

[I’m so nervous, Cinderella is finally going to reveal the secret to clearing the level! 】

[The field of view chosen by the anchor is good, as it gives an overview of the whole situation. 】

[The anchor is so smart. He hides in the back and watches the show while letting Timber Wolf charge into battle. He is truly the best in the world! 】

[Time is so slow, Cinderella, please try your best, tell me the solution quickly! 】

【Looking forward】

[Anchor, why don’t you watch? I have no perspective anymore. 】

[The anchor is going to start salting fish again. 】

[Don’t be anxious, the progress over there should be very slow. We can just eat and drink with the anchor, and the rest will be waiting for the results. 】

[Hey, I just praised the anchor Xianyu! Why did the anchor watch it again? 】

Hua Nong took a rest for a while, thinking about her agreement with Mu Li, and decided to watch it carefully to see if she could speed up the progress.

The picture is still a bit bloody. There is no blood on Cinderella's body, and the previous blood has dried up, making it look very scary.

Soon, Cinderella opened her eyes, her eyes were shining, and she cried with joy, "Tears, water them with tears!"

Cinderella tried hard to recall the time she spent with the branch, and found that she always appeared next to the branch when she was sad and crying.

She was oppressed by her stepmother and stepsisters and had no time to water the branches. Apart from the rainwater, the branches were watered by her tears!

"Yes, they are tears. Use my tears to water them for a few days, and the branches should grow into big trees." Cinderella said loudly, her expression no longer scared, but a little proud, "If you want to use my tears, just You should be nicer to me!”

Hua Nongwan rolled her eyes when she heard this.

Cinderella really has no brains, tears are not a precious thing, just use a little trick.

What's more, it's even simpler if it's Cinderella's own tears.

Given Timber Wolf's personality, he might be cruel to Cinderella.

Hua Nongwan took off the bug, left the telescope, lay on the recliner, wearing glasses, and looked at the system panel.

She might as well not read it, for fear of vomiting out her overnight meal and worrying about her conscience.

But there was nothing she could do, she would die if she went.

I can only pray in my heart that Cinderella knows the current situation...

[Why didn’t the anchor watch it again? I left and went to other live broadcast rooms. 】

[Come on, let’s go. I’m watching the anchor just to see the anchor’s appearance. 】

[Anchors can both get salty fish and gold coins, so why should they work hard? 】

[Watching the live broadcast of the anchor made me want to go to the dark fairy tale. It is simply a dream life. You can make money without doing anything. 】

[Don’t look at the surface. Anchors rely on their strength and charisma. If you go to black fairy tales, you will be cannon fodder! 】

[The anchor is very self-aware and not greedy, which is the most valuable thing! Many people participate in the game, and in order to get more benefits, they continue to commit suicide, and finally they really die! 】

[I feel deeply about this. Obviously this game has been struggling, and you can pass it by relying on others, but there are always people who want the richest rewards, and in the end they become puppets...]

[There is a saying, Cinderella may be the most miserable NPC in the world. She has met so many ruthless people, and she still has no self-awareness. She always wants to threaten the players and seeks death. If she were not useful, she would have been killed n times. Bar. 】

Things also developed as Hua Nongwan expected.

The Timber Wolf picked up Cinderella, pushed Cinderella down and knelt in front of the branch, and made a clean cut on Cinderella's hand.

"what!"

Cinderella screamed, and her tears flowed down involuntarily, dripping on the branches.

She looked at Timber Wolf, wiped away her tears immediately, clenched her fists, "What are you doing! Believe it or not, I won't cry anymore!"

Timber Wolf licked his lips, twisted his neck, and was very excited, "It's not up to you. Just cry for me! When the branches grow, you will stop!"

As the wooden wolf spoke, he scratched Cinderella's body casually. Cinderella wanted to avoid it, but was pinned down by the two puppets.

She tried hard to control her tears, but she couldn't control the physiological tears caused by the pain.

Tears mixed with sweat flowed down her face, and she could hardly open her eyes.

She tilted her head, not wanting her tears to fall on the branches, but her head was imprisoned by the puppet.

She was like a rag doll, riddled with wounds, bleeding constantly.

Her face became paler, but whenever she was about to fall into coma, she would be splashed with cold water to wake her up; whenever she was about to die, she would be given a medicine. The medicine was magical and her wounds would heal quickly. The whole person will also become spiritual.

She regretted it and kept begging for mercy, saying that she could cry and didn't have to do this.

But Timber Wolf didn't give her a chance, and still excitedly used various painful punishments on her.

Gradually, her eyes became extremely red and swollen, her tears dried up, and her face became as pale as a dead person.

She thought it was finally over...

But things did not go as she expected. She was given another medicine, and her tears poured out like water, with some red color, flowing on the branches.

She looked at these strange tears with horror.

She wanted to touch her tears, but her imprisoned hands were helpless.

She shouted heartbreakingly, "These are not tears at all! There is no kind of tears like water poured from a teapot, one after another, with bloodshot eyes! What have you done to me! You are simply crazy! "

A thought flashed through her mind and she grabbed it.

She started to laugh, with madness and pride in her eyes, "Hahaha, even if my tears dry up, the water in my body dries up, and I turn into a mummy, you can't make the branches grow!"

"You'll be stuck here forever!"

Huang Yin frowned and listened to Cinderella's words, feeling uneasy in her heart.

She relied on her sixth sense to avoid danger many times. She trusted her sixth sense so much that she used the remaining gold coins in her hand to grit her teeth and buy a fortune teller.

She raised her hand and the talisman of prediction began to spontaneously ignite, and a picture appeared in the sky.

Cinderella turned into a mummy and fell next to the sapling. The position of the sapling was the position of the original branch, so the branch grew!

Seeing this, Huang Yin felt very happy, thinking that this method was still possible.

After a while, the scene changed, and the sapling changed from the original emerald green to bright red, just like red coral, which was extremely weird.

Many players gathered around and watched in surprise, talking about it.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the saplings seemed to come to life. The slender branches lashed out at the nearest players, and many roots sprouted from the ground. They rushed out of the soil and pierced the unsuspecting puppets.