Master and gashapon machine cannot have both [unlimited]

The bright light beam immediately illuminated the dark secret passage, and also illuminated Yunanxue's smiling eyes.

The undisguised smile clearly told Cuo Fusheng that the other party was holding his hand on purpose.

"Master, how old are you, and you still make jokes about children like this." Cuo Fusheng looked serious, and withdrew his hand without changing his expression.

Phew... the little one almost jumped out.

Cuo Fusheng looked away, so he didn't see Yunanxue looking at Xiaolu.

There was a touch of demonstration and showing off in the usually gentle golden eyes, as if taking an oath of ownership.

Xiaolu still smiled gently, not paying attention to Yu Nanxue at all, her eyes only fell on Cuo Fusheng.

Even if it looks like a person, it is only a prop after all, without soul and emotion.

Yunanxue felt depressed, but when she came back to her senses, she thought how could she be so naive, and actually acted to compete with props.

"Master, what are you doing? We are here." Cuo Fusheng turned his head and saw Master staring at Xiaolu with an unclear gaze.

Suddenly he was startled, his old father, Shizun, probably wanted to attack his cute and well-behaved little Lulu, right? !

No, Little Lulu is his treasure!

Quickly inserted between the two, Cuo Fusheng blocked Xiaolu from behind, and said: "Master, what are you going to do?"

"..." Yunanxue, who had just calmed down, was once again depressed by the actions and tone of the hen Cuo Fusheng protecting her cubs and guarding against the big eagle.

Sure enough, children are disobedient when they grow up, and they actually guard their parents for outsiders.

Just as Cuo Fusheng was about to speak again, he saw Yunanxue taking a breath in a faint way, her beautiful brows furrowed, showing some pain.

Immediately remembered the terrible deep wound on Master's left wrist, and panicked.

"Master, what's the matter with you, is the wound open, let me see it!" He said and went to check the wound.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter." Yu Nanxue avoided Cuo Fusheng's hand, and her face regained her composure, "We'd better hurry up and do things."

After speaking, he walked into the secret room first, and walked towards the bottles and cans, leaving Tso Fusheng standing there in a daze.

The place called conscience was hit by an arrow, and Cuo Fusheng couldn't help but reflect on his animal behavior just now.

His old father was seriously injured, and now he is simply a delicate flower, how can he have the strength to hurt Xiaolu, who is an S-level prop.

Yu Nanxue reached out to pick up a jar, but her hand was blocked.

"Master, how can you still do these things, go to rest and let the disciple come." Cuo Fusheng helped Yun Nanxue to the table and asked him to sit down.

Then he carefully held up the injured left wrist with both hands, the snow-white and thin wrist was wrapped with a thick layer of gauze, and there was a faint color of blood reflected, which looked very pitiful.

Like Yun Nanxue did yesterday, Cuo Fusheng lowered his head and put his lips on it lightly, then blew, and said: "It won't hurt anymore."

Cuo Fusheng, who lowered his head, once again missed Yun Nanxue's different expression from usual.

There is a slight sense of satisfaction after success in the smile, as well as satisfaction.

Xiaolu, who was the only one who could discover Yunanxue's true face, just watched quietly, without any intention of making a sound.

Raising her hand to rub her messy head with broken hair, Yu Nanxue smiled lightly: "Master is fine, let's hurry up and take the next step."

He wanted to get up, but was pushed back heavily.

"No, Master, just sit down and don't stand up." Cuo Fusheng said seriously.

While walking towards the bottles and cans, he turned his eyes to Yun Nanxue three times a step at a time, as if he would run away if the other party dared to stand up.

"..." It seemed a little too much, it scared the little disciple, Yunanxue thought secretly.

How could he do such a naive thing again?

At the end of Yunanxue's illusion, the bottles and jars containing the organs taken from the children were ignited and burned together with the corpses.

The national teacher in the illusion looked terrified, as if something terrible had happened.

It's not like the anger after the progress of seeking immortality is interrupted, but the fear of life being threatened.

There will be no unprovoked scenes in the dungeon, so this illusion must reflect clues in reality.

"boom!"

All the bottles and cans were piled up around the corpse by mistake. The fire suddenly appeared and burned spontaneously without contaminating the surrounding things in the slightest.Even Cuo Fusheng, who was standing very close, didn't even burn the hem of his clothes.

This weird fire also proved from the side that their deduction is correct, and there is a clue to get rid of the nightmare on the national teacher.

"Shengsheng, stand farther away." Yu Nanxue stepped forward and pulled back Cuo Fusheng, who was only one step away from the fire, just about to wipe off the ashes on his face.

But was robbed first.

Xiaolu, who had been unknown all this time, suddenly took out a handkerchief from somewhere, and wiped Cuo Fusheng's face clean.

How could that action be described as a virtuous and considerate person.

"Master, are you okay?" Xiaolu frowned slightly, her warm emerald green eyes were full of concern.

Cuo Fusheng suddenly felt a little flustered, "Xiaolu is so good."

"It's Xiaolu's honor to be able to do things for the master." Xiaolu put away the handkerchief, and stood obediently behind Cuofusheng once again.

Yunanxue: "..."

I never thought that one day I would be defeated by worrying.

The fire was raging, swallowing all the bottles and jars and corpses, and within a short while, everything was burned up.

When there were only ashes left, Cuo Fusheng knelt down and flicked it with his hands, and found a dagger that was shining with cold light.

"Last night in the illusion mirror, the national teacher held this saber." Yu Nanxue glanced at it and said.

"This posture is asking us to kill the national teacher." Cuo Fusheng subconsciously rubbed the edge of the dagger, the gap on his fingertips that hadn't fully healed was cut open, and a few strands of blood flowed out.

Yu Nanxue wanted to reach out, but she was a step behind Xiaolu again, after all, Xiaolu was watching Cuo Fusheng all the time.

Seeing the prop man holding up the little disciple's hand, and then began to bandage it with a distressed face, Yu Nanxue just felt that he couldn't breathe.

"Xiaolu is so caring." Cuo Fusheng patted Xiaolu's head with a smile.

The next moment he met Shang Yu Nanxue's gaze, seeing that the other party was about to open his mouth and start nagging, Cuo Fusheng immediately said: "It's not too late, Master, let's take the next step, otherwise it will be bad for the national teacher to come back."

Don't let the master speak, otherwise the ghost knows how long he will be nagging, although the cut of his hand this time is indeed his own death.

Yunanxue was dragged out, and originally opened her mouth to chatter, but then swallowed it back for some reason.

After leaving the secret path, Cuo Fusheng looked up at the sky, and found that it was already a little flushed.

Although the game does not give them a time limit for setting tasks, it seems that they can take their time.But in fact, the days in the dungeon are getting shorter and shorter, and the nightmare at night is getting more and more dangerous, forcing players to speed up their progress.

Today is already the third day, and even Master has been seriously injured.If the dungeon has not been cracked yet, God knows what will happen tonight.

Taking out the platycodon flower hidden in the sleeve, I found that the temperature was a bit wrong, it seemed to be slightly warming.

Turning around in a circle, the platycodon flower has the highest temperature when it points to one of the directions, as if it is pointing the direction.

Looking again, it was the palace where the emperor was sleeping.

Platycodon flower—or part of the Queen Mother's obsession is leading them to find something that can solve her nightmare.

Just like the guidance Master received in the illusion.

But after looking at the sky, it was a little bit uncertain, the sky was getting dark really fast, and by the time they found clues about the Queen Mother, it would probably be evening.

The remaining time is definitely not enough to eliminate the nightmare one by one.

"Shengsheng, where do you go, Master to find the national teacher." Yu Nanxue also realized the problem of time, and said conveniently.

"No." Cuo Fusheng refused without thinking.

Master's wrist was injured so badly that he couldn't use his strength at all.Although it was his left hand that was injured, it still affected his movements.

But Little Green can't be used as an attack tool.

Cuo Fusheng pursed his lips, suddenly his eyes lit up.

How could he forget another great beauty?

"Master, let's go to the emperor's palace first, I have a solution." Cuo Fusheng said with a smile.

Yu Nanxue blinked, although she was puzzled, she still went with Cuo Fusheng.

It was similar to Cuo Fusheng, even though they had accelerated all the way, but the palace was too big, when they came to the emperor, the sky turned red again.

Sure enough, he met Bai Yi, who was covered in blood, but they were all NPCs.

The game does not explicitly prohibit players from killing NPCs, as long as you can bear the consequences.

"I guess, you are looking for this." Bai Yi raised the thing in his hand.

It was a stack of letters, not from the emperor to the empress dowager they discovered before, but a reply letter from the empress dowager to the emperor.

The moment the envelope appeared, the temperature of the platycodon flower in Zuo Fusheng's hand rose rapidly, and an invisible force was pulling Zuo Fusheng forward.

Bai Yi has the hairpin that the queen mother snatched from Su Wan on his body, so it's not surprising that he would meet Su Wan or the queen mother in the middle of the night to get clues.

Now it seems that the two got two parts of the same clue.

"Make a deal, how about it? Otherwise, it will be bad if you procrastinate." Bai Yi chuckled, his bloodthirsty eyes reflected in the red sky, revealing the bloodthirsty that had been hidden under the gentle appearance.

Now that he is holding the envelope and the hairpin in his hand, he has some advantages, and he is very confident that Cuo Fusheng will agree to his request.

"Deal?" Cuo Fusheng repeated it lightly, and then smiled.

The eyes that were half covered under the broken hair were clouded again, making it more and more difficult to see through the expression.

It sounds good, but he doesn't like it when people speak to him in such a controlling tone.

"Shengsheng!" Sensing that something was wrong, Yu Nanxue reached out to pull him back, but it was a step too late.

The figure disappeared in place in an instant, Bai Yi relied on his keen sense of crisis to avoid Cuo Fusheng's first attack, but his arm was cut by the second attack that followed.

The knife in the opponent's hand does not know what kind of prop it is, it is extremely sharp.

Cuo Fusheng looked at the blood on the curved blade, the corner of his mouth raised.Looking at the past from Bai Yi's point of view, it was indescribably twisted and crazy, and there was also a kind of creepy excitement.

Bai Yi's provocation just now was also intended to be a test, but now the result has come out.

This mistaken floating life is indeed mentally ill!

Before the game came, Bai Yi might not be sure to win against Cuo Fusheng, but now in the game, everyone is suppressed to the same starting point, Cuo Fusheng still looks sick and weak.

He may not be able to beat it.

The author has something to say:

Cuo Fusheng: I suddenly discovered...Master...it seems...it seems...a little...tea?

Yu Nanxue (Bai Lian blinks): How could it be~