midnight ten

The five people in the underground well huddled together side by side, staring at the metal mesh that was making the sound, and retreated defensively.

Until retreating to the wall.

In the channel outside the network, the uninvited guest finally revealed his true body.

A strange snake with a thick bowl mouth, purple scales all over its body, spitting out a letter, slowly walked along the pipe, approaching the metal net.

"Didn't you say that this place is absolutely safe?" Zheng Luozhu knew that the robbers could not be trusted.

Broken T-shirt: "I swear, I've lived in an underground well for so long, let alone a snake, I haven't even seen a mouse..."

The snake's head had already reached the metal net, its eyes were like topaz in the night, and the pupils shrank into dark vertical lines.

"It shouldn't..." Zheng Luozhu looked at the metal mesh, which was obviously smaller in diameter than the snake's body, and asked without confidence.

"Should, should..." The broken T-shirt was even more unassuming than him.

"hiss--"

The snake's head touched the metal mesh, and the mouth that spit out the letter slowly passed through, and it got stuck in the middle of the head.

Zheng Luozhu was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but found that the strange snake did not stop, but continued to move forward.

Under its forward force, the metal mesh began to slowly deform and stretch.

The five people watched it pass through the whole head, and then the body...

"Snapped!"

The metal wire at the mesh was broken by its scales.

With a cold face, Tang Lin raised his hand to touch his lower back, where the dagger Fan Peiyang left him for self-defense was pinned.

"Hey, just die—" the broken T-shirt suddenly yelled, as if he had made some terrible determination.

In an instant, countless daggers and daggers appeared in midair above the metal net.

It's [Sword Without Eyes] with a torn T-shirt.

The strange snake crawled down the wall, only a little bit of its tail was still outside the metal net.

The tattered T-shirt stared at it, engrossed.

The sword came down sharply, two-thirds of it was blocked by the tough scales, but the remaining one-third pierced into the strange snake's body more or less shallowly or deeply.

The strange snake twisted crazily, and its tail made the metal net crackle.

Zheng Luozhu quickly used [One Iron Plate] to block everyone in front of them, but with his current control power, he can only create an iron plate as wide as three people.

The people behind the iron plate leaned closer together, adjusted their breathing with torn T-shirts, and used their thoughts to drive the stationery again.

The second rain of swords whizzed down, more numerous and more powerful than the previous one.

The strange snake was completely tied into a hedgehog, and several knives pierced its body directly, and the tip of the knife was embedded in the brick wall, and the strange snake was also firmly nailed to the wall.

The twisting of the strange snake gradually weakened, and finally, it stopped moving.

The torn T-shirt fell to the ground, drenched in sweat.

The old man and the chubby immediately surrounded him, jumping with joy as if they had passed a checkpoint——

"Brother, you are amazing!"

"Brother, I knew you could do it!"

"Brother, you can teach me how to control it later. When I get rid of thorns, if there are too many vines, it will definitely become chaotic..."

Zheng Luozhu lifted the iron plate effect, walked over and pulled away the rainbow fart duo, and squatted in front of the broken T-shirt angrily: "Why didn't you make a move earlier?"

It's not that he's carping.The torn T-shirt in the front looked scary, and he thought that this guy was nothing at all, but who knew that the hero's true colors would be revealed later, what was the rhythm at the beginning?Do you want to suppress first?How about paving the way for yourself?

"I have to think about it too," the torn T-shirt wiped away the sweat. "I've never beaten this snake before. Who knows how powerful it is. If the stationery doesn't kill me, I'll be the one to suffer."

Zheng Luozhu wanted to roll his eyes and turn the sky upside down for him: "If you don't make a move, it will let you go?"

"No," the torn T-shirt crossed its legs, sighed weakly, and really wanted to write a "Guide to Getting Started with the Dungeon" for these novices, "These animals are like nocturnal monsters. Once you get hurt, you don’t care about others, you just retaliate wildly against those who hurt it, understand?”

"Oh——" Zheng Luozhu dragged his tail and patted the shoulder of the broken T-shirt apologetically.

No wonder the torn T-shirts were sold with heroic generosity.

Only when the blood of the torn T-shirt fell, did he realize that he was afraid. If [Sword Without Eyes] really couldn't control the snake, he would be in trouble.

After Zheng Luozhu patted him on the shoulder, he inadvertently saw Tang Lin standing in front of the metal net, observing the snake corpse at close range.He was agitated, and just about to make a sound to make people stay away, Tang Lin had already stepped back to a safe distance, turned his head and asked the broken T-shirt: "You said there have never been snakes here?"

"It's not a snake," emphasized the torn T-shirt, "it's that all dangerous creatures have never appeared."

The old man and the chubby nodded fiercely.

"It's absolutely safe here."

"Otherwise we wouldn't be able to live so long."

Tang Lin turned around and looked at the snake corpse again: "But once we live in, it won't be safe."

Zheng Luozhu heard the voice: "Mr. Tang, you suspect..."

The broken T-shirt is not stupid, I understand it in seconds, but I don't believe it: "Are you thinking too much, maybe it's just a coincidence that when you come, a snake enters the well by mistake..."

The old man realized it later, and echoed it: "That's right, you've only been here in the dungeon for a long time, and you don't even need to be proficient at the stationery tree. Who would deliberately harm you."

The five people were talking in the direction of the snake corpse, but no one noticed that the metal mesh on the side of the graffiti wall, the bottom mesh, was quietly slipping in and curling up black mist.

The black mist flowed down the wall and floated to the ground. The path was very similar to the strange snake just now, except that the metal mesh was nothing to it.

In just a few seconds, the black mist has completely landed, a thin layer sticking to the ground, and if you don't look carefully, it almost blends with the color of the floor tiles.It moved forward slowly like a ghost, and soon found the nearest chubby.

Chubby was anxious not to be able to get in the conversation to participate in the discussion, when suddenly a chill came from under his feet.He lowered his head instinctively, and saw that his feet had been hidden in the black mist.

The chubby "嗤—" uttered a voice, his round body jumped three feet high, and his strong desire to survive made him show unprecedented agility.

The black mist also condensed into a solid body at this moment, and the misty mist turned into a black shadow, which suddenly sprang up and rushed towards Chubby.

Wolf.

Everyone could see clearly that the shadow formed by the black mist was a wolf.

"Fuck! It's a night monster—"

The torn T-shirt and the old man's shirt changed their expressions at the same time.

Chubby's right ankle was bitten by the black shadow, and he fell to the ground, howling in pain and the muffled sound of the landing intertwined into a tragic scene.

"The third child—"

[Sword without Eyes] and [Catch without Hands] were activated at the same time, and they all rushed towards the shadow of the wolf.

The wolf shadow dissipated into black mist in an instant.

The sword fell to the ground, and the black rope lost its target.

But at least Chubby was saved.

Before the night monsters reunited, the broken T-shirt quickly rushed over to open the metal net: "I believe you now, there must be someone playing tricks behind you!"

The cuff of his chubby right foot had been bitten off, exposing a bloody ankle, and the wound caused by the wolf teeth was extremely deep.

The old man went to help his brother, Tang Lin quickly tore a strip from the bed sheet and bandaged him to stop the bleeding.

Zheng Luozhu blocked them with an iron plate.

The scattered black mist gathered again, like a loose, ethereal cloud.

Tang Lin didn't raise his head, but only speeded up the bandaging on his hands as much as possible.

Zheng Luozhu, chubby, and the old man are waiting in full force, their hearts are about to jump out of their throats.

The black mist drifted towards them, turning into a wolf shadow like lightning, and pounced on the four of them!

Zheng Luozhu manipulated the iron plate to resist head-on.

"boom--"

The wolf shadow slammed into the iron plate heavily, knocking the iron plate out of a wolf-shaped depression, and at the same time, the huge impact pushed Zheng Luozhu, Tang Lin, chubby, and old man behind the iron plate into the air together.

Fortunately, Tang Lin finished bandaging at the last second before being hit.

And over there, the broken T-shirt finally opened the metal mesh: "Come here quickly—"

He was the first to get into the pipe, Zheng Luozhu and the old man set up the chubby, and helped him in the second, then the old man, Tang Lin, and Zheng Luozhu came back.

The dark pipe was narrow and damp, and the five climbed forward at the fastest speed.

Zheng Luozhu looked behind him frequently and asked anxiously, "How long will it take to reach the ground?"

"Ground?" A voice from a torn T-shirt came from ahead, "There are more night monsters on the ground!"

Zheng Luozhu: "Then where are we going?"

Broken T-shirt: "There is no end, just drill in this underground tunnel, when to get rid of the night monsters, when to finish."

Zheng Luozhu: "..."

This fucking can't see the dawn of victory at all.

In front of them came another space where pipes were connected. Five people jumped down from the mouth of the pipes one by one. The space was smaller than where they lived, and there were only two pipes connecting them.

Finally, I can straighten my waist and stretch my limbs.

But no one dared to delay, the torn T-shirt almost jumped off, walked to another pipe opening, and began to crawl in.

The old man was trying to help the chubby up, when the torn T-shirt suddenly came back.

"What's wrong?" Tang Lin had a bad feeling.

The torn T-shirt didn't have time to speak, the howling of the beast came from the pipe he had just exited, although it was still some distance away, it was definitely coming here.

"No way..." The old man was shirtless and chubby, with despair on his face.

There are monsters in the front and night tours in the back. I really don't intend to let them live.

The howling sound was still approaching, and the black mist had slowly floated out from the pipe they had just come in.

Zheng Luozhu quickly called out the iron plate and stood in front of everyone.

Tang Lin took out the dagger from his back and clenched it tightly.

The black mist floated out from the pipe completely.

But this time they didn't gather into a ball, but formed a fog belt, slowly floating around the four of them.

Tang Lin held his breath, and kept his eyes on the fog belt for a moment, judging from which direction it would choose to gather into a physical attack.

The swaying fog belt suddenly stopped.

Tang Lin's eyes flashed.

The fog belt instantly gathered into a wolf shadow.

Tang Lin didn't wait for it to pounce, but stabbed out the dagger faster than it did.

The shadow of the wolf dispersed quickly, turning into black mist again.

Tang Lin's heart sank, and it was indeed like the broken T-shirt said, there was no way to fight at all. Their stationery tree couldn't hurt the night monsters, and they didn't have better disposable stationery to fight.

The air became quiet, only the beast howling in the pipe at the other end was slowly approaching.

wrong.

It wasn't that the attacker was wrong, it was that the "three comrades in arms" were too quiet, obviously they had been making all kinds of noises before.

Tang Lin remained calm, only using his peripheral vision.

The torn T-shirt was secretly looking at his arm, as if hesitating for something.

The chubby and the old man don't know how to disguise so well, and the gaze projected on his boss's arm is just short of saying "the boss still has back hands".

"If you have a trump card, use it quickly," Tang Lin Liangliang reminded, "Don't wait until the bones are gone, and then go to the Palace of Hades to cry."

The torn T-shirt was startled, I don't know how he saw it, but he really couldn't bear it when it came to "no bones left" and "the palace of the king of hell" and so on: "Can you say something auspicious..."

"You have at most ten seconds to think about it." Tang Lin looked at the black fog belt that was flowing more and more slowly, his thoughts were running fast, "If it's a rare stationery, if you don't want to use it, sell it to me. The price is whatever you want, food or money. "

The face of the torn T-shirt turned pale, and he was sweating profusely. He once wanted to fight it out, but he flinched at the critical moment, and the repetition almost drove him crazy.

It is indeed a rare stationery, but life is at stake. It doesn’t matter whether it is rare or not. The important thing is: "I am not sure about the effect of this stationery. If you hurt the night wandering monster and you can’t keep it, then come directly to me , I am sure to die!"

"Give it to me, I'll do it." Tang Lin's eyes were firm.