I rely on force value to clear the dungeon [unlimited]

Holding a lollipop in his mouth didn't hurt Leng Jun's face, Feng Congmian tasted the sweet taste in his mouth, looked at the smiling eyes of the person in front of him, the nameless anger in his heart was extinguished, and only the love and affection remained. .

He looked at Xiaoling helplessly and said in a low voice: "Don't make trouble."

Xiaoling smiled enough and turned her eyes to the town in front of her. This time was different from the previous two times, there was no NPC to guide them where to go.

The town is not too big, but just like what Hanyu said in the car, the people coming and going are very friendly, and it is a very simple town. Stepping on the bluestone slabs on the ground makes people feel that the years are quiet and good.

It's unbelievable that this is a horror realm.

Some players are already in a trance. Compared with the chaotic real world that looks like the end of the world, this place is more smoky, and even makes people feel like they want to be addicted.

Xiaoling was not infected by this beautiful atmosphere, he looked up at the normal operating sun in the sky, and sneered silently.

The magic eye hangs in their world instead of the sun and the moon, and they have to come to such a place to see the sun and the moon.

How ironic.

Although there was no guiding NPC, the NPC who was with them in the car spoke.

The father of the family of three held his mother's hand with an intimate look. Seeing that they were all standing still, he asked, "What's the matter? Shouldn't we go to the hotel to put our luggage first?"

These NPCs have luggage, but they seem to have made an agreement, ignoring the fact that their players have no luggage, and also ignoring all their weird behaviors, naturally treating them as passengers like themselves .

An uncle with a smell of alcohol among the players shook his head and said, "We don't know where the homestay is, so please take us there."

The father nodded: "Oh, then follow me."

He smiled at the gentle and caring wife beside him, took the initiative to pick up the luggage and walked in front.

There was a gap in the family before. He and his wife always quarreled, so they decided to travel and forget about the unpleasant things. Fortunately, after coming here, his wife, who was always making trouble for no reason, put away her petty temper and regained her pre-marriage beauty. .

The wife was also very satisfied with her husband's reliable behavior, holding her son's hand and walking behind with a smile.

The uncle who smelled like alcohol said thank you. He didn't change his clothes for a few days, and his shirt was wrinkled.

Two female players stood a little further away in disgust.

But the uncle didn't care at all, his fiancée died in the Demon Realm, and his parents were gone, because the Demon Eye became celibate, and even if he returned to the real world, he would just drowsily drink the cheap price from the Demon Eye store. The wine I bought was decadent in the house where I used to laugh and laugh with my family.

In the judgment of the magic eye, alcohol and tobacco are very useless and not a necessity for survival, so they are sold at a low price, and one point can buy a bunch of various alcohol.

After they followed the uncle to the B&B, a female player who had just disliked the uncle couldn't help sighing: "It's so beautiful."

The homestay is decorated in the style of the Republic of China. There are some green creepers on the wall, and various famous flowers are placed in the spacious yard, and there is a well in the middle of the yard.

But Xiaoling felt something was wrong, this place was not so much a homestay as it was a place where a wealthy family lived many years ago.

Seeing them coming, an old man with a stooped back walked over with small but fast steps, as if he had been guarding there long ago, and he stared at everyone with his small cloudy eyes: "cough cough cough, you guys It’s for tourists who come here to live here, the house here has not been used for a long time, but I have cleaned all the rooms inside for you, so you can choose to live here.”

Xiao Ling watched him standing outside, talking to them through the vermilion gate, feeling a little weird.

Why does he think... this old man dare not come in?

Vico's lazy voice sounded next to him: "Oh? Sir, did you really come in and clean it for us yourself?"

He intentionally bit down the words "Come in yourself" so hard that the old man's face turned dark when he heard it, and he spoke a little faster unconsciously: "Of course I have, well, go in quickly, and, Remember to go out less at night."

Vico seemed to be serious with him on purpose, and raised his voice: "Why don't you go out and walk around at night, I just want to go out and walk around at night?"

Xiaoling glanced at him, and defined him in her heart as a jerk, oh no, a jerk with a little nervousness.

The old man was anxious: "Our small town has few entertainment activities, and it is very quiet at night, and I don't like to be noisy, so I asked you to go out and walk less at night." He looked impatient to leave, as if he didn't want to Stay in front of this big house.

Vico slowly elongated his voice: "That--it's okay, you can go."

He turned his head with a smile and blinked at Xiaoling.

Xiaoling ignored him, and followed the big team into the lobby.

Chen Qiujie was very excited behind him: "Wow! This place is really big, how many rooms are there?"

Han Yu stood in the middle with her arms crossed, her expression was unclear, and she answered casually when she heard his question: "There are seven rooms."

There are fourteen of them in total, except five NPCs and nine players.

Players are also very familiar with the operation of the magic eye. Except for Duo Wei, who is inseparable from Vico, the only two female players said with a sigh of relief: "Then two people share a room."

Li Da was a child, he grabbed the hands of his parents and shouted loudly: "I don't want two people! I want to sleep with my parents!"

Father Li laughed and said, "Of course, the three of us sleep in one room."

In this way, one person will be left alone to sleep in a room.

Hanyu nodded first and said, "Then I'll sleep alone." She looked cold, and she didn't really want to get in touch with others.

Others naturally have no objection.

When the room was finally allocated, Chen Qiujie, who was an NPC, and the decadent uncle, who smelled of alcohol and had a face full of scum, were left behind. Both of them were big-hearted, and they had no complaints when they were left behind. We shook hands and walked together.

Vico wanted to have some fun with Xiaoling, but Feng Congmian took Xiaoling back to their room.

Vico looked at Feng Congmian's back, his eyes that were originally full of smiles instantly turned cold.

Duo Wei stood beside him and asked softly, "Are you going to kill him? Brother."

Vico patted his younger sister's head and said regretfully: "My dear sister, he doesn't look like a mess."

He said regret, but with killing intent.

Feng Congmian, who was walking in front with his back to them, let out a low snort, turned his head and glanced at Vico, and that glance was even more blazing with hostility and killing intent, as if I would kill you if you dare to come .

Turning his head again, facing Xiaoling, he directly softened his brows and eyes, with a gentleness that he didn't even notice.

Xiaoling didn't know about the silent fight between them, he had already checked all kinds of decorations in the house.

This time the room is more refined, with all kinds of decorations, and even a bronze mirror and dressing table.

Xiaoling picked up a bottle on the table to play with. The plum blossoms on the white porcelain bottle were lifelike, but the hands holding it were even more beautiful, slender and slender, as white as jade, with pink on the joints and fingertips. , even the fingernails are a bit rounder than others, but the hand that has held the wooden warehouse is as tender as a spoiled hand that does not touch the spring water.

With such tender hands, it should be soft and comfortable to hold.

Feng Congmian was stunned for a few seconds looking at his hands, and then he came back to his senses that his ears were red and hot, and he cursed himself inwardly.

Xiaoling was wondering why he stopped talking, when she turned her head and saw his red ears.

Xiaoling raised her eyebrows: "Are you hot?"

It's a bit hot outside under the bright sun, but the house is ventilated and cool everywhere.

Feng Congmian coughed lowly: "I'm a little angry."

Xiaoling blinked, a bit of doubt appeared in her eyes, she ignored him, and turned to look at the dressing table in the room.

There was a fan and a box of rouge in the cabinet of the dressing table. When Xiaoling sat in front of the dressing table and looked up, she saw herself in the bronze mirror.

Bronze mirrors can't illuminate people clearly, so at first glance it's a bit intrusive.

Xiaoling reached out to put down the bronze mirror with a blank expression, and asked Feng Congmian behind him: "Who do you think is the most likely person to live in this room before?"

"It should be a woman, maybe the hostess or daughter of this house."

Xiao Ling agrees: "Let's wait and see other people's houses. There may be different rooms in this Demon Realm."

Their previous rooms in the Demon Realm had exactly the same configuration, but just now before he entered the room, he took a look at the two rooms in front of him, and saw that they were completely different, and the size was also a little different.

The other rooms are a bit far away from them, and you need to walk a few steps to see them.

They exited the room, went to other people's room and took a look, and confirmed that the seven rooms in this mansion were indeed different.

Xiaoling thought for a while: "The people who lived in this big house before should be a large family. Everyone has their own room, so each room is different."

Feng Congmian responded in a low voice, and his hands kept moving. He was cooking in the kitchen, and his movements were smooth and smooth.

This time, the magic world may require them to do their own food, but fortunately, there are fresh ingredients in the kitchen.

As soon as Xiaoling was hungry, Feng Congmian took him to the kitchen and skillfully picked up the dishes for two.

Xiaoling watched eagerly as he lifted the pot and took two large bowls of noodles. There were hot vegetables and fried poached eggs on the surface, and the chopped green onions made the noodles look extra gluttonous. He also fried a few large pieces of fragrant and oily beef and put them in.

Xiaoling happily took the bowl and chopsticks, blew on the noodles a few times, and the noodles were springy, and he made a whining sound like a small animal while eating.

Feng Congmian smiled, and the tacit understanding he had cultivated let him know that these cute whimpers were a compliment to his craftsmanship.

He looked at Xiaoling's face that was slightly red from the heat, and couldn't help coaxing in a low voice: "Eat slowly, good boy, no one will grab you."

Chen Qiujie was attracted by the smell, saw them eating noodles, and sat down on the table in the kitchen, swallowed and asked, "Is there any more?"

"No more." Xiaoling glanced at him vigilantly, he was a very food-protective person, and immediately pulled his big bowl towards him twice, showing the expression of a little animal protecting food.

Obviously, it is impossible for Feng Congmian to cook for others. There are very few people who have eaten the food he cooked in this life, but he is willing to cook it for Xiaoling every once in a while, and he is reluctant to let him get hungry.

Chen Qiujie covered his growling stomach, he didn't know how to cook, and it was useless for him to have fresh ingredients, so he looked at Xiaoling, who was as soft and sticky as a little hamster with his bulging cheeks, and thought about what to eat from his bowl. Possibility of contention.

Feng Congmian stopped holding the chopsticks, and he looked up at Chen Qiujie.

The grandiose food grabbing plan in Chen Qiujie's mind disappeared in this warning sight.

He thought with a bitter face, although the little hamster looks easy to bully, but the little hamster is guarded by a terrible beast, which cannot be provoked.

Feng Congmian was very dissatisfied with Chen Qiujie's existence.

This guy's salivating eyes made the little guy eat noodles faster, which is not good for the stomach.

Thinking of this, Feng Congmian looked at Chen Qiujie with unkind eyes.

Chen Qiujie didn't dare to offend the domineering Feng Congmian, let alone snatch food from Xiaoling in front of him, so he could only leave the kitchen pitifully with hands and feet under his gangster-like gaze.