Picked up a bunch of hair in the game

The tongue-pulling ghost put down his blocking arm, looked at the black ball bouncing around in front of his eyes, and sighed helplessly and dotingly.

Hei Tuanzi was taken aback by being identified, and then realized that he had been deceived, jumped onto the Spirit Summoning Umbrella and jumped into a rage, snoring and blowing at Xu Zhaohe.

"Tongue pulling ghost", or Master Azathoth in disguise, took the dumpling into his arms and rubbed it twice, and translated to Xu Zhaohe: "He said just now: 'Young man, you don't talk about martial arts.' "

Brother Zhao, who doesn't talk about martial arts, put away the summoning umbrella, looked coldly at the "tongue-pulling ghost" who put Hei Tuanzi in his arms to comfort and rub it, and suddenly said: "Your tongue is back?"

Azathoth: "..."

This is a different way to say that he has a long tongue, isn't it!

Azathoth glanced at him disapprovingly, "Little friend, don't hold grudges like this."

"Heh—" Brother Zhao continued to sneer, "You broke into my boyfriend's copy and told me not to hold grudges?"

Azathoth: "..."

Why the sudden show of affection? !

There was something wrong in his heart, Azathoth rolled two more dumplings, and there was still something puzzled in his heart, so he asked him: "How did you recognize my identity?"

As he said that, he looked at himself in the glasses. From his face to his figure, everything was fake. Why was he still recognized?Xu Zhaohe didn't seem to know him well enough to see through his disguise at a glance.

"It's just a feeling," Brother Zhao looked him up, and it was rare for him to remind him kindly, "You are too annoying."

Although this dungeon is SSS level, except for the ghost mother-in-law, the others are all low-level ghosts, but Azathoth is too crazy, with "I'm a fucking thief" written all over his face, it's hard not to doubt it.

Azathoth after listening to the reason: "..."

So, he was probably scammed out.

At this time, Hei Tuanzi also realized that he had been too impulsive before, so he slumped into Azathos' arms and could not get out.

The main reason is that the last time this person was injured left him with a heavy psychological shadow. In fact, even if he didn't come out and rely on a summoning umbrella, the children couldn't do anything to him.

But the entanglement is that this is Lucifer's man, Lucifer is such a dog, what if I teach him to cheat!

In fact, it was really cheating. Although Xu Zhaohe didn't feel right, he didn't expect to meet Azathoth for the third time.

He and the ghost mother-in-law are ghosts of the same level, so there is no need to come here to work.

As if seeing through his thoughts, Azathoth pushed back his hair, and said to him with a plain fake face, "I'm just here to help."

Of course, whether you want to help or join in the fun is another matter.

Xu Zhaohe didn't want to entangle him with why he had to pretend to be a tongue-twister to work, so he asked him very bluntly, "Where is Lucifer?"

"Lucifer?"

Azathoth seemed to be thinking, and then said "ah", showing him a regretful expression, "If I say I don't know, will you believe me?"

Brother Zhao didn't speak, just looked at him coldly, and the Zhaoling Umbrella appeared again and pointed it directly at his arms, implying a threat: "Heituanzi lend me to play."

"Just you?"

Azathoth smiled and shook his head, "It's good for children to be confident, but it's not good to be overconfident."

Why did he think he could snatch the black ball from him?

However, Brother Zhao always speaks from the facts, relying on disguise to work in the dungeon, he can guess as many as he can, so what to pretend to be in front of him!

"Stop him!"

Before the words were finished, five dolls suddenly appeared around Azathoth out of thin air, one of them took a rope and put it on him, and quickly spun around him several times to wrap him tightly!

The things in the inventory moved as they wished, and the dolls held Xu Zhaohe's props to stop Azathoth. Although they were scared, they had no choice but to fight!

"Zhao Zhao, hurry up!"

The moment Diao Diao Wa yelled, Xu Zhaohe had already rushed in front of Azathoth, and a blue crystal ball flashed past, shining brightly!

Azathoth just felt dazed, and the next second he secretly screamed, it's the devil's crystal!

TM! TOP10 props of Tang An!

However, it was too late to realize now. At the same time that his arms were cold, a black dumpling had been held in Xu Zhaohe's hands. In order to prevent him from biting, Zhaogo specially sacrificed countless small props of his own, relying on the advantage of numbers For a moment he was obsessed!

The best time has passed, Wuwa naturally couldn't stop Azathoth, Xu Zhaohe hurriedly took them back to the inventory, and saw that he had earned 200 points in a short time, and a total of five 1000-point demon-binding ropes !

Brother Zhao took an opportunity, and he didn't mean to fight against Azathoth. He took a breath, looked up at him, and said, "Tell me where Lucifer is."

Hei Tuanzi was stunned by a few broken ropes, Huluhulu tried to bite Xu Zhaohe's finger, but he tripped, Gululu rolled onto his elbow and looked up in a daze.

Ah, although he is from Lucifer, he looks so good-looking!

Xu Zhaohe lowered his head and glanced at the Black Tuanzi, who could not tell the front and back from the 360-degree view from the outside, and couldn't help touching it with his hands.

hairy!

Hei Tuanzi only felt a seductive fragrance passing by in front of him, rolled around and chased after it, and immediately fell into Xu Zhaohe's arms completely.

Azathoth: "..."

Azathoth slowly turned dark, and said coldly: "Lucifer has been stopped, so he can enter the copy if he wants?"

"Okay, give me back the dumpling."

Xu Zhaohe also wanted to return it, but now it's not a question of not returning it, but that the dumpling seemed to be stuck to his hand, and he was eager to take a bite and taste it!

In the end, maybe feeling the increasingly low breath coming from the other side, Hei Tuanzi came to his senses, and jumped back into Azathoth's arms.

"Horrrrrrrrrrrrrr..."

'It smells so good, I want to eat it. '

Azathoth: "..."

Azathoth put his worthless dumpling back into his arms, took a last look at Xu Zhaohe's still pale face, lowered his eyes and smiled slowly.

"Kids, enjoy~"

After finishing speaking, Azathoth, who turned and walked out, became the "Tongue Puller" of the dungeon again, and everything just now seemed to be an illusion that would disappear at the touch of a finger.

Xu Zhaohe looked back at himself in the mirror, his eyes were entwined with a few strands of red blood, and he was gloomy and terrifying at this moment.

……

Mentor Hospital at 9 am.

After treatment, the patients come to a specific training room together for targeted training.

The players were separated again, Xu Zhaohe entered his own room, and saw two pure white hospital beds.

Even the placement of the transparent vases is exactly the same, and there is a flower that has gradually withered inside.

He froze on the spot, and slowly took a step back, only to feel that there seemed to be two phantoms lying on the bed, covered in blood, falling into a coma.

Too familiar to dare to remember.

There was scarlet in his eyes, and when his face was getting paler and his brows were getting deeper and deeper, a voice suddenly interrupted him.

Xu Zhaohe was in a daze, looking again, where is the shadow of the white bed?

There was only a black leather recliner in the middle, and a "doctor" in a white coat came out from the next compartment and said to him, "Sit down."

"Doctor" is a small one, not as tall as his calf, with a thin and high-pitched voice, like a child ghost.

Xiaoergui said that he sat on the chair first, tilted his little jiojio and waited for Xu Zhaohe to take his seat.

Although he is a child, the little ghost is covered in bruises, has sharp teeth, and protruding eyeballs. It is no less scary than other ghosts.

Xu Zhaohe paused for a moment, then walked to the black reclining chair and sat down, slowly leaning on the back of the chair.

"All right!"

The little ghost "giggled" a few times, turned the chair and took a pen to record something in the notebook, then suddenly turned around and asked, "Do you know me?"

Brother Zhao on the chair turned to look at him, then shook his head slightly: "I don't know him."

"Hehehehe," Xiaoergui continued to laugh, "I thought all the children were afraid of me!"

The ballad sounded with the sound of clapping hands: "Emperor Emperor, Emperor Earth, there is a crying man in my house. The gentleman passing by reads it three times, and sleeps until dawn!"

"Hehehehe, didn't you see me when you were young?"

"Maybe," Brother Zhao turned his head to stare at the white ceiling, "I don't remember."

"It's okay!" Xiao'ergui jumped off the chair and walked up to him, climbed up with all his strength, stood on the armrest and looked down at him.

The protruding white eyeballs rolled twice, revealing pinpoint black pupils staring at him.

The little ghost showed his sharp fangs and said, "You will remember soon."

Just after he finished these words, Xu Zhaohe felt as if he had fallen asleep, but also didn't seem to be, but just fell into his own memory.

The memory is that when he was two years old, a child who was not as tall as the calf walked and was still unstable. For some reason, his parents were not around, and he was thrown on the road alone.

It seemed to be a very cold day, the sky was overcast, and it was going to rain soon.

Pedestrians on the road were rushing back, only a two-year-old child stood alone on the side of the road, looking at the surrounding scenery in confusion.

"Hey, kid!"

A voice sounded suddenly, and two-year-old Zhao Zhao turned his head to look, and saw a black shadow in a corner.

"It's you, come here!"

Xiao Zhaozhao thought for a while, then turned around and walked towards the corner with one step at a time.

When I got closer, I realized that there was a little man standing there, who looked different from him, with sharp teeth, which was a bit scary.

Xiao Ergui smiled with satisfaction and said, "I saw you when you were younger."

Two-year-old Zhao Zhao couldn't understand, but saw the little ghost reaching out to him, so he put his little hand on it.

Xiaoergui took him by the hand and walked to a road, singing as he walked: "The emperor, the emperor, my family has a crying man at night..."

"I'll take you home, so don't cry."

Xu Zhaohe wanted to say that he didn't cry, but seeing the little hands they held, he continued to follow him quietly.

Immediately afterwards, the picture flashed by, and he seemed to have lost his way again six years later.

He looked at the two people on the hospital bed, and the grief in his heart grew more and more.

Since then, he has never been able to find his way home.

"Xu Zhaohe..."

Suddenly, he heard that voice again.

He turned his head and saw the fang-mouthed child ghost coming out of the corner, and the child ghost reached out to him again.

"Xu Zhaohe, I'm here to pick you up."

"I'll take you home."

The black pupils that kept turning looked at him with a smile inside.

Xu Zhaohe remembered him, and Xiaoergui once sent him home when he was young.

He looked down at the hand stretched out by the little ghost, it was livid but soft.

Just hold it and he will take him home.

Everything around seemed to disappear, the little Xu Zhao and An quietly looked at the hand stretched out towards him, and fell into deep entanglement.

"What are you still hesitating about?"

Xiao Ergui looked at him with his other hand resting on his chin, "You only have me."

He pointed to the two people who were silent on the bed, and said, "No one cares about you except me, Zhao Zhao."

Xiao Zhaohe continued to squat there, and after a long time, he sighed.

Just when the little ghost smiled triumphantly, thinking that he would succeed soon, he saw the figure in front of him grow taller in vain.

Xu Zhaohe knelt down on one knee, stretched out his hand to press the little ghost's head, his face was full of helplessness: "I don't know, do you know Lucifer?"

"what!!!"