Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

In the empty temple, Shi Rong was sitting on the throne, crossing his legs and slurping a bowl of hot and sour noodles.

He is a person who easily gets on his face when he eats a little bit of spicy food, and his face and nose become red. His level of eating spicy food is basically zero.

But he was a foodie and loved to eat. He took a sip of noodles and his spicy eyes were filled with water.

The system spoke at this time: "Plot..."

Shi Rong sniffed, with sad eyes: "Tong'er, I was thinking of the day we first met as I was shaking my head."

The system said feebly: "Plot..."

He was interrupted again by Shi Rong: "That year, when the apricot blossoms were drizzled and I was shuddering on the roadside, you fell from the sky and said you wanted me to be a winner in life. Maybe it was wrong from the beginning!"

"...It crashed again." The system finally completed what it wanted to say.

It really didn't understand that Shi Rong clearly wanted to kill the male protagonist, but the male protagonist finally got the upper hand and actually let go! Let go!

After Shi Rong finished taking the last sip of powder, Sihasa drank a few mouthfuls of water, then tilted his head and said innocently: "Tong'er, you should know that you really can't blame me this time, right?"

The system is silent: This unsatisfactory male protagonist!

Shi Rong jumped off the throne and skipped towards the depths of the temple: "Don't worry, Tong'er, I will still try my best to follow the plot."

Doll play seems to be fun too...

On the white jade bed, Shi Rong tugged the god's black hair hard and said in a harsh tone: "God, your most beloved doll is here to see you again."

The god's eyes were closed, seemingly unconscious.

The black energy surged in Shi Rong's hand and condensed into a tiny needle. He smiled innocently, grabbed the god's slender hand, and thrust the needle into the god's index finger.

"Part of my authority has been taken away. I have no choice but to obtain energy from your blood, the god." Shi Rong pretended to lower his eyes, seeming very guilty.

But the next second, he showed a brilliant smile: "What does the blood of gods taste like? I want to have a taste now."

After saying that, he lowered his head and nibbled the golden blood droplets from the slender finger.

Surging energy poured into his body, and he closed his eyes in contentment. His snow-white cheeks rubbed against the god's black robe, and his white eyelashes trembled like light butterflies.

The divine blood is indeed extraordinary. It does not have the fishy smell of human blood, but has a faint sweetness. With just one drop, the energy that was sucked away from Shi Rong has been completely replenished.

Shi Rong rubbed the finger with his teeth dissatisfiedly, but he couldn't squeeze out more blood.

Even if a god falls into eternal sleep, his body still has its own defenses. When it senses danger, it will attack all living creatures around it. Fortunately, Shi Rong only took a drop of blood, which was nothing to the gods.

But if you continue to draw blood, there is no guarantee that an attack will be triggered...

Shi Rong hesitated for a moment, then put down his hand and licked his lips, "Thank you God for your hospitality. In the future... I will come often."

Ah, a god who is so high above us, but he treats him as a long-term blood bag, he must feel humiliated, right?

very nice.

The beautiful little doll hummed a song, stepped on the ground with its little black leather shoes, making a clicking sound, and left happily.

He didn't see it at all. Behind him, under the god's black robe, a rather conspicuous tent was set up...

……

Flower country time, nine o'clock in the evening.

The "customers" in the doll supermarket have left one after another. In front of the empty shelves, Wang Dong spread mattresses and quilts and said distressedly: "I only made two hundred today, but this quilt is only one hundred and fifty!" "

After speaking, he raised his head and looked at He Lanci cautiously: "Brother He, what you said about easy clearance...is it true?"

The shopping mechanism of Doll Supermarket is simply abnormal. If a customer takes the initiative to make a purchase request, they cannot refuse. Once you refuse, you must pay a piece of flesh and blood.

If you take the initiative to solicit customers, you should also answer their questions. Wang Dong went to recruit a doll, but the doll asked: How smelly are its feet?

Wang Dong couldn't get off the tiger and got five points. Unsurprisingly, he gave the wrong answer and the doll tore a piece of flesh off his arm...

He was in pain and fear now. He regretted his greed very much and just wanted to escape from this horrible paradise as soon as possible.

Others also had more or less signs of injury. Huang Mao and Song He are missing a few fingers, Li Xiufen is missing a large piece of meat on her arm, and Old Zhao is injured on his thigh...

After paying such a high price, their highest turnover did not exceed [-].

Old Man Zhao's eyes were gloomy, and his face no longer lost the kindness he had when they first met. He said in a hoarse voice: "Since Brother He has a way, why didn't you tell me in advance?"

His cloudy eyes were filled with hatred. He is older than a young man. He has lost such a large piece of flesh on his thigh, and he doesn't know if he can regain his strength.

Everyone was injured, why was this young man clean and unscathed?

Others looked over with strange eyes. He Lanci's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "I also got the hint after killing the tigress doll."

Everyone looked at each other. No one knows whether what he said is true or not, because no one can say that he is so powerful that he can kill the doll.

Huang Mao said impatiently: "It's good that Brother He is willing to tell you. Don't complain here."

Old Man Zhao smiled sinisterly: "He Ci told you and Song He in advance, so you only lost your fingers. As for us, we are missing such a big piece of meat..."

Song He sneered and interrupted him: "Huang Mao and I took the initiative to ask. If you don't ask, do you still want Brother He to put the food in your mouth?"

"That's enough! Stop arguing, Brother He doesn't owe us anything." Wang Dong glared at Old Man Zhao, and said with a smooth smile: "Brother He, can you please tell me?"

He Lanci remained expressionless: "The simple way to clear the level is to destroy the core of the doll supermarket."

"As for the problem of dealing with dolls, I wasn't sure at the time. I just briefly shared my speculation with Huang Mao."

"Judging from the results, my guess should be correct."

Old Man Zhao asked angrily: "What is the core of Doll Supermarket? How to deal with dolls?"

"The core of the doll supermarket may be a certain person or an object. What it is specifically needs to be explored."

He Lanci didn't show off and continued: "As for dealing with dolls... When a guest offers to buy something, you must agree and tell the guest to go get it for them now..."

Old man Zhao's face darkened, feeling that He Ci was deliberately deceiving them: "How can I possibly deal with these dolls if they want to buy other dolls?"

Huang Mao couldn't help it anymore: "If you don't want to hear it, get out. You old beast deserves to die."

Old Zhao was so angry that his lips trembled: "You second-rate idiot, do you know what it means to respect the elderly and love the young?"

Li Xiufen, who had been silent until now, suddenly mocked: "How can you, an old beast, love young children?" She also has a daughter, so she naturally hates such beasts.

"I……"

"Then we found a place to hide for the sake of getting things." He Lanci ignored the commotion in front of him and said to himself, "The guests will leave in about ten minutes."

After speaking, he politely said: "I have told everyone the specific method. Now, I have to go wash up. I will not accompany you."