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Miaomiao's paintbrush has a certain ability to be realized. As long as the painting is similar enough, she can open a wooden door in the stone wall. In the level where escape is the goal, this ability is undoubtedly very practical.

But since it wants to maintain fairness, the system naturally has to impose many restrictions on her brushes. For example, it takes time for Miao Miao to paint, and for example, the things she draws will be greatly weakened.

However, judging from the "experiment" on Peng Yang just now, even the weakened talisman paper can prevent the strange wound from festering.

"What do you want?" For most players, talisman paper is a non-renewable precious resource. Miao Miao exchanged this, and Jiang Ning wanted to know that the other party's plan was not small.

"Under the premise of not threatening your own safety, you should give priority to protecting me." Seeing that the other party did not refuse outright, Miao Miao's expression relaxed a little. She knew that she was not good at fighting and was more suitable as a support staff.

What's more, Jiang Ning's knowledge of horror game routines is clear, and Yan Sen's force far surpasses that of ordinary people. She will not lose this deal no matter what.

The little girl was very interesting, and she didn't open her mouth to ask the two to "sacrifice themselves for others". Jiang Ning asked Yan Sen's opinion with his eyes, and then nodded to Miao Miao: "Deal."

Many people are stuffed into the left and right levels by the system, and cooperation between players will become inevitable sooner or later.

There is a live broadcast to testify, and Miao Miao is not worried that Yan Sen and Jiang Ning will turn their faces and deny anyone. She lit the oil lamp, and took out the kit and the folded drawing paper from her pocket: "You guys rest first, I can just do it when I draw. Vigil."

The night is dark, which is a good time for ghosts to come out to make trouble.

Although the system does not set the data on the fatigue value, players enter the game consciously, and to some extent they still need to rest their active brains. Jiang Ning is not pretentious.

There was a bed and a soft couch in the room, and Jiang Ning and Yan Sen tacitly left the latter to Miao Miao, wondering if anyone had tampered with here, Yan Sen untied the belt of the kit, Without distress, he took out a piece of talisman to protect his daughter-in-law.

"Hey, hey~ A local tyrant with ten talisman papers is different!"

Compared with other ordinary players who are careful and budget-conscious, Yan Sen's expression when using the talisman paper can be described as calm and breezy. He didn't know that the audience in the live broadcast room had classified him as a local tyrant. a corner.

The bright red cinnabar was still bright, and there was no disgusting smell coming out of the bedding. Yan Sen took back the talisman paper, and patted the pillow for Jiang Ning: "Sleep for a while, the bed is safe."

Jiang Ning, who pretended to be calm in front of outsiders after being frightened and frightened for several hours, was indeed a little tired, but he still remembered the sweat he had sweated, so he murmured in a low voice, "I haven't washed yet."

He doesn't count on the bathroom, anyway, he has to wipe his face with a basin of cold water, right?

Amused by the young man's aggrieved appearance, Yan Sen rubbed the other's head: "Sleep, I will help you fix it later, and make sure no one else sees it."

Miao Miao, who pricked up her ears to eavesdrop: "..." Brother, I'm an art student, so I have antibodies against the body of any beautiful man, okay?

And the fans who automatically brought in "other people" also made a fuss in the live broadcast room——

"Brother Yan, you have changed!"

"Come on, kick me over this bowl of 82-year-old dog food!"

"It's over, it's over, my Ningning is completely ruined, Yan Sen, you scheming boy!"

Bending down to take off the other's shoes, Yan Sen didn't care what the barrage would say, Jiang Ning looked at the other with a blushing face, always feeling that he would be spoiled by the other if he continued like this.

But Yan Sen obviously didn't have this consciousness. He lowered his head and kissed the tip of the other's nose lightly: "Close your eyes."

Horror episodes often happened in the middle of the night, and it was already past seven thirty, so he wanted Jiang Ning to sleep a little longer.

As soon as his earlobes became hot, Jiang Ning obediently closed his eyes and nestled under the quilt. It was unknown whether it was because he was disgusted or because Yan Sen was by his side. The young man with cat eyes quickly fell asleep breathing smoothly.

Seeing the sweet but not greasy interaction between the two not far away, Miao Miao, who was struggling to draw a charm, only felt that she had been stuffed with dog food.

Perhaps it was because of the aura of the talisman paper that her drawing this time was not smooth, as if a heavy stone had fallen from her wrist, Miao Miao spent a lot of effort to draw a line that was exactly the same as the original.

When will this be drawn?

With a silent wail, Miao Miao knew that the system would not allow her to "cheat" so easily, but fortunately, she has solid basic skills and can persist in painting with overload for a long time.

There is no clock in the guest room, so players can only judge the time based on the virtual screen they carry with them. At about 08:30, the Tao family sent two pots of hot water. After checking as usual, Yan Sen gave one of the pots to Miao Miao.

Because he was in the game, Jiang Ning subconsciously didn't allow himself to sleep too deeply. Seeing the young man's eyelashes trembling slightly and showing signs of being awakened by the series of noises, Yan Sen hurriedly followed the other's back like coaxing a child.

Smelling the familiar fragrance of plants and trees around him, Jiang Ning's expression instantly stabilized. He approached the other party like a small animal, mumbling something vaguely in his mouth.

Wiping the young man's face with a handkerchief soaked in hot water, Yan Sen turned on the sticker mode casually, and the Q version of the gray wolf, which was a circle bigger than Yan Sen himself, appeared out of thin air, which happened to cover most of the interaction between the two at the bedside.

With the veil lowered little by little, Yan Sen unbuttoned the top two buttons of the young man's shirt with one hand, gently wiped the small Adam's apple, Jiang Ning opened his chin sideways, and let out a comfortable purr from his throat like a cat.

Resisting the urge to scratch the young man's chin, Yan Sen finally wiped the other's two paws, and kissed the pad-like soft palm again.

It's great, whether in reality or in the game, Jiang Ning trusts him wholeheartedly.

Yan Sen's side was stable and warm, but Zheng Chang's side was exactly the opposite with a dignified atmosphere. After listening to Peng Yang and Tong Xinran's narration, he realized how dangerous the environment his team was in.

In the backyard is Ji Xiangyun, who has a high probability of dying in vain, and next door is a little boy who can bite. It is very strange to be born in Tong'an Town, and other families may not be safer than Ji's family.

"Isn't there anything strange in the Tao family?" Abby, who was playing with the teacup that had been confirmed safe, and had acquainted with Yan and Jiang in the Art Museum, was puzzled, "No, it's not right... Jiang Ning still has a tea cup in his hand. Are you on the verge of marriage?"

Because of the serious situation, the five members of Zheng Chang's team simply got together. Although there were not enough beds, few of them wanted to sleep under the circumstances.

Seeing Annie looking at him, Tong Xinran recalled the looming red on the youth's cuff: "That's right, he still wears it."

"Then there must be some unlucky things waiting for him." With a cold snort, Abby no longer had the sweet and lively appearance of the previous dungeons. After so many levels, as long as players who can actively collect opponent information, Know that she is an out-and-out egoist.

The last riot at the Art Museum was Abby's worst loss since she entered the game, because she couldn't leave the villa, and even with the flash skill, she couldn't dodge that kind of full-scale indiscriminate attack.

Because of this, Abby, who rarely dies out, keeps Jiang Ning and Yan Sen in mind.

After receiving Jiang Ning's help, Tong Xinran didn't want to speak ill of the other party. In her opinion, Jiang Ning was smart and fearless in times of danger. Apart from his appearance, he was not very approachable, and the other party was indeed worthy of a handsome and kind evaluation.

But she is not good at arguing with others by nature, she can only move her lips and let it go.

Planning to escape together, Zheng Chang certainly didn't want any factors that would disrupt harmony in the team. He tilted his head and gave Abby a warning look, and the latter had no choice but to shut his mouth reluctantly.

"Have a good rest. We'll go to Tao's house tomorrow morning and meet that Mrs. Wang who can pinch and count."

If Ji Xiangyun's death was really in vain, then this sorceress who made her a yin relative must have something to do with it.

When Zheng Chang spoke, the rest of the players did not express any objection. They worriedly took out the talisman papers to check again, and did not dare to rest until they confirmed that there was really nothing else in the room.

Tong'an Township is very exclusive. The three of Zheng Chang went out to inquire, and they were repeating the process of constantly being rejected. The townspeople looked at them very strangely, as if they were looking at a meat pig waiting to be slaughtered without knowing it.

Shaking his head to get rid of his chaotic thoughts, Zheng Chang raised his hand and rubbed his temples. He was guarding the night with Peng Yang. The other party's shield that could be used twice was just right for any unexpected sneak attack.

"So why didn't the townspeople take action against you?" Seeing what Zheng Chang was thinking, the man sitting by the table asked in a low voice.

His complexion is still not healthy and rosy, but the remaining daze and panic on it have long since faded.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so careful, Zheng Chang glanced at Peng Yang: "Should it be fear?"

Obviously full of longing, but the townspeople seem to be restrained by some unknown force or person, and can only stare at them greedily with eyes full of malice.

Pointing to the direction of the mourning hall, Peng Yang said again: "Ji Xiangyun?"

After staying in Ji's house for so long, they might have already been marked by Ji Xiangyun in the coffin.

"It's not like," recalling the expressions of the townspeople, Zheng Chang shook his head and objected, "If she really had such great energy, she wouldn't have died so unclearly."

"That's... him?"

Peng Yang didn't explain, but both of them knew that "he" referred to the boy next door. Logically speaking, Zheng Chang felt that the other party's guess was correct, but intuitively he always felt that something was wrong.

Reminiscent of Tong Xinran's mention of Ji's second child's overly enthusiastic hospitality towards Tao Fei, he had a flash of inspiration: "Could it be Tao..."

Before he finished speaking, a cheerful knock on the door broke the peaceful atmosphere in the room. Zheng Chang's heart tightened, and he subconsciously looked at the old door.

A small hole was poked in the white paper on the wooden door that was used to replace glass for light transmission, and a dark eye approached it with a smile——

"Brother, come and play with me."

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Peng Yang: Go away ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Didn't Ningning suddenly become lucky? The side effect of the dead line of marriage is still there.