Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

"Get lost, you think I'm stupid."

For some reason, Chen Yue felt that the other party became even more irritable after he said this.

The machetes attacked like a torrential rain, with a faster and more powerful speed than before.

It was like stepping on the other person's sore spot.

Chen Yue couldn't figure it out. It was just a simple sentence. Where did he step on...

That's a good thing to say.

Chen Yue dodged back and forth until his back was against the corner.

"Stop!" he shouted, "This is Xu Ye's copy, are you sure you don't need us?"

"Go die, I'm so unlucky, everyone go die!" Sang Wen didn't care.

When Xu Ye was an ordinary person, he couldn't dissolve the relationship between them. Now that he is going to become a god, he has no choice.

Since everyone is going to die, why not drag everyone down with you and take someone with you before you die?

Under increasing torture, Sang Wen has gradually lost his former sanity.

"When the dungeon is completed, a blessing will be bestowed upon you. Then you can ask him to remove the bad luck from you."

"But if you kill me now... hehe." Chen Yue crossed his arms and simply stopped hiding. He looked at him disdainfully and shouted, "Boss Xu Ye will not let you go~"

He was obviously shorter, but at this moment, he was looking down at Sang Wen.

Barrage: "What a fox taking advantage of the tiger's might, I admire you."

"In Xu Ye's copy, Chen Yue has become a very cool guy. He is very straightforward when encountering problems."

Even after noticing that the other party's expression had relaxed, Chen Yue lowered his head, revealing his fragile neck: "Go ahead and chop it. Whoever doesn't chop it will be a dog today."

Barrage: "So bad, I really want to give him a slap right now."

"I won't tell you who gradually turned into night."

Sang Wen: "Woof!"

He retracted the machete, and when he knew he could still be saved, he suddenly became much more normal.

Sang Wen felt that his emotional changes during this period went through a particularly long process. He wanted to tear the other person into pieces when he first learned the truth, and then he gradually went crazy when he couldn't find the person.

Then came the despair when he discovered that the other party was about to become a god. At this time, he didn't even have the thought of seeking revenge on Xu Ye. He only wanted to take someone with him before he died.

Now Chen Yue told him that he could still be saved, and if he didn't want to be saved, he would have to become a dog.

Nonsense, would he agree to him just because of a dog barking?

Why don't you learn to bark like a dog?

Sang Wen felt that he would never do such a thing before, but,

Suffering makes him mature and enables him to bend and stretch himself.

Let him grow to where he is now!

Thousands of words can be summed up in one sentence,

In order to get rid of the bad luck buff on his body, Sang Wen - endured it.

Sang Wen seized on what he had said outside the Golden Beach: "Didn't you say that you actually have a grudge against Xu Ye?"

Chen Yue: “I lied to you.”

"Well, am I awesome? You almost believed it."

Sang Wen: “…”

This person is so shameless.

Sang Wen used to look down on this kind of people the most, because he was a person who was extremely concerned about his reputation. He acted very proud in front of his younger brothers and was the big brother they trusted the most.

But now, he has lost the qualification to say this.

After the incident of imitating a dog's barking, the moral integrity of the two people is about the same.

The three of them reached a cooperation. Chen Yue took out a roll of bandage and wrapped it around Vina's arm. The bandage emitted a green luster and the wound healed instantly.

This is a very common prop in the world of ghost stories. Apart from the disadvantage of being expensive, there is nothing wrong with it.

But it is the word "expensive" that has stopped so many strange steps.

After being injured, most low-level monsters can only absorb a little weird energy from the weird coins as treatment, and the effect is average.

If it can be cured, then it can be cured. If it can’t be cured…that’s it.

So in the world of ghost stories, money can buy life, and it is not just talk, but has been realized in a concrete way.

The three of them reached a temporary agreement, and then they were in a mood to calm down and get together to discuss countermeasures.

"Is this a... hotel?"

Chen Yue had just retreated to the wall and could vaguely see the buildings inside.

Sang Wen pointed to the wooden sign hanging in front of the gate: "Hot Spring Hotel."

Chen Yue recalled a previous copy, which was also a hot spring place, and there were nine worms in it, but it was obviously different now.

The overall decoration of the hot spring hotel in front of us is exquisite and grand. It is a serious hotel. Compared with it, the Ninth Hot Spring Resort is not at the same level at all.

Correspondingly, the hotel in front of us is smaller and is located on a hill several hundred meters high. At a glance, you can see the foot of the mountain, which is full of corn fields and cement roads built in the countryside.

Chen Yue was not surprised by this. Firstly, the cement road made it convenient for people to go on hot spring vacation. Secondly, rural areas nowadays are different from before. Basically, there are cement roads and buses.

It is normal to grow corn next to the road.

Three people pushed the door open and the copper bell hanging at the door shook and rang three times, as if greeting them.

Chen Yue took a closer look at the copper bell. It was made with simple workmanship and covered with rust. It did not look like a product of this era and was very different from the decoration style of the entire hotel.

He silently noted this and continued walking inside.

The ground was covered with gravel, with a few large stones forming a path in the middle.

Several people crossed the path and came to the hotel front desk.

"Welcome, three distinguished guests." A rough voice came, startling Chen Yue and he looked up suddenly. The man in front of him was tall, wearing a suit that bulged his chest and had clearly turned into a tights.

Even if the other party doesn't speak so politely, the first thing he says is: "Come here, brother."

Chen Yue was not surprised at all.

Instead, it made him feel a little awkward now.

Sang Wen was the calmest. After all, he was the eldest brother who had done a lot. Among the three people, he looked the most embarrassed at the moment, but his temperament was unique.

With his hands in his pockets, his face was full of vicissitudes.

The front desk clerk's momentum was suppressed by him, and he seemed not as dangerous as he looked.

"Open three rooms."

Vina suddenly asked, "Should we live together?"

In front of the screen, Indian netizens heard this and instantly became excited: "It's immoral and shameless. Vina, look at yourself, are you behaving properly?"

"What a disgrace! It's a disgrace to our country."

One of the IPs from the Maple Leaf Country was particularly puzzled: "What face? You actually still have the face!"

Netizens from other countries followed suit: "Exactly, why haven't we seen it before?"

"It's funny. The men of our own country have already lost face, and now they are blaming a hero who fought for the people."

“Vina should be respected regardless of her gender.”

In the world of ghost stories, the two gentlemen present did not think about it that way.

Just kidding, this girl is a loli with super strong powers.

If there is any problem living together, it's that there's a greater possibility that both of them will get hurt!

"Let's live separately." Chen Yue whispered, "It will be easier to collect more clues."

Vina glanced at Sangwen.

Sang Wen touched his hair and said, "Don't follow me. I just vomited."

Vina covered her nose and waved her hands in disdain: "I allow you to live by yourself, my dear, you can go away first."

The culture of the Dragon Kingdom is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Vina has been following a refreshing costume drama recently and has learned a lot of lines.

However, when most people watch this kind of thing, they put themselves in the role of the protagonist or concubine, but Vina put herself in the role of the emperor.

From the emperor's perspective, he would point fingers and make comments, such as which minister was smarter and more sensible, or which concubine had a more flexible figure.

She turned a good palace fighting drama into a historical science film.

"Ah."

Sang Wen curled the corner of his mouth, too lazy to argue with these two people.

Now, he didn't want to see any of them equally, so he took the room card and walked away without looking back.

The receptionist clicked her tongue twice, saying that young people really know how to have fun, with some cosplay plots.

He gave Vina a thumbs up and praised: "You are a good husband."

Vina frowned and said, "How do you know he is my husband?"

The receptionist was confused: "Why bother looking? Aren't these both?"

Vina's expression changed from gloomy to cheerful. She put her hands on her hips and laughed out loud: "You are right."

It seems that she is getting closer and closer to the position of emperor.