Penitent hand, trembling slightly

It stands to reason that Shen Maomao is very familiar with the road in the maze, but that familiarity is not her own familiarity, but the memory familiarity imposed on her by the dungeon, it is difficult to guarantee whether there will be any big pits in it.

But the road ahead was also taken by her based on her memory, so far, there is nothing wrong with it, let's just trust that memory first, so as not to wander around like a headless chicken in the maze.

The six people walked forward for a certain distance, and there was an extra row of walls about two meters around them.

These walls are nothing compared to the outermost wall, but from a pure view point of view, it does a good job.

I am used to walking in the wilderness, and it is inevitable that I will feel a little uncomfortable being trapped in such a narrow box at first, especially for a kid like Huo Dongdong.

He was short in the first place, and if he was blocked by the wall, he would be completely invisible.

After thinking about it, he tugged at his father's arm and said, "Dad, can you carry me on your back? I feel like I'm going to be out of breath."

Boss Huo became anxious when he heard it, and quickly stopped, then squatted in front of his son and asked softly: "Where does it hurt? Or is your heart uncomfortable again?"

Shen Maomao listened, and turned his back to the father and son to wink at Lou Jingmo.

Huo Dongdong has a heart problem?But it doesn't look like he has a problem all the way. What secrets are these two fathers and sons hiding?

Lou Jingmo found strangely that she understood her winking, but she didn't want to respond at all, because it was really stupid, so she pretended not to understand and showed a puzzled expression.

Shen Maomao turned off the fire.

She remembered that she and Lou Jingmo had no tacit understanding at all.

Over there, Boss Huo put the bag in front of him imitating the big brother, and then squatted down to let his son lie on his back.

After everything was settled, he gritted his teeth and wanted to stand up, trembling halfway, then sat down on the ground directly, throwing Huo Dongdong into the snowdrift.

Shen Maomao said helplessly: "Give me the luggage? You carry your son on your back."

Boss Huo was a little embarrassed: "You are a girl..."

Shen Maomao: "It's okay, time is running out, let's hurry up."

Yokogawa behind him interjected, "I'll come, if you can trust me."

Boss Huo quickly offered the luggage with both hands: "Thanks, brother."

Heng Chuan said: "It's a small matter, after all, I joined your team, so I have to contribute to it." While speaking, he glanced at Shang Zhou.

Shang Zhou felt that he had been connoted.

But his physical strength is really not good, he is a little stronger than Boss Huo, and he is also not as good as those two women, let alone Yokokawa who can run back and forth under the hands of ghosts.

……

The six of them went back on the road, following the traces left by their predecessors on the ground, and walked for about two hours, during which time they encountered no danger at all.

Boss Huo looked at Shen Maomao's expression with a hint of doubt, as if he was asking: Is this the crisis you are talking about?

Shen Maomao's face hurts a bit, but the problem is not big, she can still make up: "This is because the road we are walking is the road that others have walked, and the traps and ghosts on the road should be solved by them."

Boss Huo put on a face: Really?I think you are lying to me, but I have no proof.

Shen Maomao calmly said: "Isn't it a good thing that there is no danger? Does anyone think there is less danger?"

Boss Huo thought about it, so he stopped talking, and turned to ask his son again: "Is Dongdong still suffering? Are you hungry? Do you want to drink water?"

Huo Dongdong nodded first, then shook his head, and replied one by one: "I still feel a little uncomfortable, I'm not hungry, and I don't want to drink water."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and then asked, "Dad, what are the people in front shouting?"

Shen Maomao was taken aback for a moment, and immediately stopped and listened carefully. Sure enough, she heard a vague female voice, but because the distance was too far, she couldn't hear what she was shouting clearly.

Boss Huo's expression became serious, and he let Huo Dongdong jump off him, and then hugged him in front of him: "Tell Dad, what did you hear?"

Huo Dongdong opened his eyes wide, listened for a while, and said: "Someone is crying, and someone is calling for help."

Lou Jingmo said: "Can you hear which direction the sound is coming from?"

Huo Dongdong stretched out his small hand, pointing to the traces on the snow that spread to the depths of the maze: "This way."

Boss Huo looked at Shen Maomao: "Rabbit, what do you think? Do you need to change the route?"

Five pairs of ten eyes looked over at the same time, which made her feel a lot of psychological pressure.

After all, when she was living with Lou Jingmo before, she didn't need to use her brain to think at all. Now that the decision-making power and the power of life and death are suddenly placed in her hands, she can adapt immediately.

Fortunately, the memory of the previous amnesia is still there. At that time, she was alone, and she had to consider many things by herself, so that she would not choose blindly after recovering her memory.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she made a decision: "The route remains the same, continue to follow them."

To put it bluntly, for them, the team in front of them was the cannon fodder responsible for exploring the way. They spent all their energy and manpower to eliminate the danger, but in the end they gave them convenience for the latecomers.

If they pass this hurdle, then they will continue to pick up the loopholes. If they don't pass it and can catch up, she personally doesn't mind helping out if conditions permit.

She shared her general thoughts with several people. Neither Lou Jingmo nor Shang Zhou had any objections. Boss Huo agreed after thinking about it for himself. As for Heng Chuan—he has no voting rights yet.

The screaming became more obvious as you walked forward, and you could easily hear it here. It was not a human being who screamed, but a female ghost.

The footsteps on the ground became messy, there was a pile of messy luggage scattered around the footsteps, and there was a suspicious drag mark, enough to imagine what happened here just now, and how hurried people were fleeing.

After turning a corner, dots of blood began to appear on the ground, and the traces were still steaming, obviously they had just flowed out from the body not long ago.

A few steps forward, the sharp screams formed substantial sound waves, almost deafening them.

Shen Maomao covered his ears in pain, wishing he could plunge his head into the snowdrift.

A dark shadow flew up to the top of the wall, its long loose hair fluttering wildly in the air, like nimble little snakes.

The few people behind quickly shrank behind a wall and squatted in a row in the corner.

Boss Huo asked, "What should I do?"

Shen Maomao said: "Shang Zhou stayed to protect Mr. Huo. My Xiaolou and Hengchuan came over to see the situation. If we can help, we will help. If we can't help, we will turn around and run away, understand?"

Boss Huo nodded wildly.

Shen Maomao looked at Hengchuan: "Any comments?"

Yokokawa raised his hand in an OK gesture.

The three left their luggage on the spot, and then started to move, "creaking" and stepping on the snow to get closer to the battle location ahead.

Yokokawa took out a stick from his pocket, it didn't look like he was going to fight ghosts, but he looked like a delinquent boy who was dating someone in the grove.

Lou Jingmo was holding a dagger, his face expressionless, his down jacket and hat fluttering in the wind, like a ruthless killer.

As for herself - she didn't take anything, she stepped on the snow with deep feet and shallow feet, as if she was attending a winter camp...

When a team like theirs fell from the sky, the injured group did not show a happy expression, but a little desperate.

Who are these three people?Is it because there are not enough heads sent?

The man who fell on the ground spat out a mouthful of blood and signaled them to run with his eyes. The woman sitting diagonally behind him screamed, "Help!! Help us!"

The female ghost turned her head 180 degrees with a "swish", looked at them with a pair of scarlet eyes, her hair soared several feet, and attacked them with bared teeth and claws.

Shen Maomao secretly cursed that woman with cerebral palsy.She didn't expect that the sound of them stepping on the snow did not attract the attention of the boss, but was exposed by the woman's voice.

If you can't sneak attack, you can only go straight.

Shen Maomao put his hands in his pockets, looking very leisurely, but he was actually picking out his own props.

At this moment, she was especially grateful to Lou Jingmo who urged her to sort out the inventory.

The dungeon update has not been done too well. Each player can still choose ten kinds of props to carry with him. The props that are not very powerful can be superimposed, and only one card can be carried.

For her, a poor girl who relies on Lou Jingmo and Golden Retriever for help, this rule doesn't really affect her much.

She brought a bunch of explosive balls from Golden Retriever, she used them easily, and she could also experience the thrill of throwing coins. Secondly, she also brought some props with different attributes, and she planned to use them on the blade to play attribute restraint , and her only card, Feli.

At present, she still can't see what attribute props this female ghost is afraid of, so she chooses the explosive ball with the largest number, and prepares to fight a war of attrition with it.

She threw the prop over, enough wrist strength to make the ball spin fast, and it reached the female ghost in the blink of an eye.

The female ghost tilted her head, her hair flew out by itself, entangled the balls one by one, and then flung them back.

"Damn it!" Shen Maomao cursed, quickly dodged in front of Lou Jingmo, and threw another one to collide with those who came back.Both sides exploded ahead of schedule, and with a bang, two sparks exploded in mid-air. The gunpowder powder rustled down, dyeing the white snow black; The female ghost sister on the wall made a smoky makeup.

Yokokawa took a big step backwards, and roared in the aftermath of the explosion: "You are so handsome!"

Shen Maomao: "Just looking handsome, it's not of much use, the rest depends on you two, come on!"

Heng Chuan said: "She is so tall! How can I fight? I am close combat!!"

As soon as the words fell, Lou Jingmo threw out three daggers in a "shua, shua, shua" manner. The daggers pierced through the black mist and flew straight towards the female ghost.

The female ghost repeated the same trick, trying to wrap the flying knife with her hair and throw it back, but she overestimated her hair and underestimated Lou Jingmo's dagger.

It's not a problem to cut iron, let alone hair made of protein?

As a result, a large section of its hair was broken, but the speed of the dagger did not slow down at all, and it came before its eyes in the blink of an eye.

作者有话要说：上一章气到变性真的是气到变性，比变形还要生气的那种哈哈哈感谢在2020-04-1310:13:16~2020-04-1410:44:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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