Master and gashapon machine cannot have both [unlimited]

A magnetic and gentle voice sounded beside his ears, and the warm breath dyed the tips of Cuo Fusheng's ears a thin layer of red.

Is he dead?Cuo Fusheng thought in a trance.

Otherwise, how could he see a scene that could only appear in heaven?

"For example, what if you want more?" Cuo Fusheng swallowed, his smoky eyes almost shone with a golden light, full of a nympho look.

Gently flicking her fingertips, Yu Nanxue really unbuttoned another button, exposing a large area of ​​her white chest.

"..." Cuo Fusheng squinted his eyes subconsciously, almost dazzled by the beautiful scenery in front of him.

He doesn't know if Master is crazy or not, but if this continues, he will definitely go crazy.

"Master, what are you... doing?"

Could it be that seeing myself working too hard in the dungeon, I plan to reward myself with beauty?

Are you so polite?

The tips of his ears were rubbed lightly, and he trembled uncontrollably, and he heard the master whispering in his ear, "Who looks good, my master or them?"

"..."

This sentence gave Cuo Fusheng a head-on blow, and finally understood why Master made such a sudden move.

Feelings feel that nagging is useless, so I changed to the sugar-coated cannonball route.

It's too cunning to actually use the big killer of beauty!

The excitement just now was gone, Cuo Fusheng pushed Yun Nanxue away with tears in his eyes, and said righteously: "Master, please respect yourself, this disciple is not like that!"

If this continues, he will really be a man.

Yu Nanxue blinked, looked at the person in front of her for a long time, and suddenly smiled softly.

"Shengsheng you..." He raised his hand to caress the smooth and delicate side of the young disciple's face, and said in a low voice, "I'm blushing."

The skin is so white that even a little bit of blush becomes very conspicuous and cannot be hidden at all.

"..." Cuo Fusheng touched his face subconsciously, and found that it was hot.

But this is really not shy, he is holding back!

Master thought it would be easy for him to hold back a plate of snacks?He was so suffocated that he was about to leave the house.

When the master unbuttoned it just now, he seemed to have seen a fragrant rice dumpling, and he took off the rice dumpling leaves on his own initiative, revealing his white body inside, and shouted to him: "Come on, come on, eat me."

He's going to shut himself up.

After seeing Cuo Fusheng, she remained silent for a long time, and even lowered her head, Yu Nanxue finally realized: He seemed to be teasing too much, and the little disciple was too embarrassed to speak.

He couldn't help laughing, wondering why Shengsheng became more and more shy.

Raising his hand to fasten the unbuttoned button, gently rubbing Cuo Fusheng's head, Yu Nanxue chuckled lightly: "Okay, don't be funny anymore, let's eat."

Still doing psychological construction and struggling whether to look more at Cuo Fusheng: "..."

Really, if he has other thoughts about Master, he will be a puppy!

In the next two days, Cuo Fusheng felt the horror of the advanced version of his old father.

The master was probably made aware of the crisis by the appearance of another beauty. He was afraid that the little cabbage he had worked so hard to raise would be abducted by other men, so that he had to sleep with Xiaohong and Xiaolu every night.

It's the kind of co-sleeping where Master sleeps on the bed and Little Red and Little Green sleep by the window.

The euphemistic name is: You can't let the little disciple be taken advantage of by other men, and you don't trust the little disciple's self-consciousness.

Cuo Fusheng once patted his chest and said that he would never let the two beauties warm the bed, but the master just gave him a gentle and distrustful look, and then snatched Xiaohong and Xiaolu from him without mercy. .

In fact, there is no other way, that is to simply mistake Fusheng to sleep with Yu Nanxue, so that there is no need to let Xiaohong and Xiaolu come out.

But Cuofu was unwilling to live and die.

So in the end it became such a troublesome situation.

The old father slept with the two black pigs, but he, the little cabbage, stayed silently in the empty room until dawn.

Speaking out is also a crime.

On the third day after returning to the rest area, the state was almost adjusted, and Cuo Fusheng planned to enter the dungeon again.

Yunanxue had no objection, it was all up to the young disciple to decide.

[Player enters C-level dungeon: New World]

[Player Mission: Survive]

【Mission Time Limit: Live Until Dawn】

The glaring white light in front of his eyes gradually faded, and the first thing Cuo Fusheng did was to find Yunanxue.

However, he looked around and saw no one.

His expression sank suddenly, and a bad premonition flashed across his heart.

It stands to reason that even if the dungeon does not drop the players together, the two players in the team will still be dropped in the same place.

But now there is no master in his line of sight.

Was the Master placed somewhere else, or...they didn't actually enter the same copy at all?

But they are obviously bound, what is this binding.

"Excuse me...are you wrong floating life?"

A cautious voice came, but Cuo Fusheng, who turned his head back with an indifferent expression, trembled in fright.

The person who spoke to him was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, about the same age as Cuo Fusheng, with a handsome face and regular facial features.

"Well, my name is Shu Sheng, and I'm also a player."

The young man didn't say which race or faction he was, probably already realized that in front of the game, these are meaningless.

But it’s also possible that you simply don’t feel like you have anything to say.

Cuo Fusheng glanced at Shu Sheng, his smoky eyes showed alienation and indifference.Without speaking, he turned around and left.

Something unexpected happened, he couldn't control his emotions that were about to lose control, and he didn't want to get along with anyone for the time being, let alone a stranger he had never met.

"It's so fierce, it feels different from what I saw in the hall before." Shu Sheng pursed his lips, watching Cuo Fusheng step out of his sight.

Mingming was always smiling when we saw him before, and he looked good-tempered and friendly.Why does it look fierce now, so scary.

Cuo Fusheng casually found a bench and sat down, took a deep breath to suppress his irritable emotions, and persuaded himself to observe the environment first.

This time it is a modern copy, it seems that the technology is relatively advanced, and he is on a bustling street.There is the noise of people everywhere, as well as the sound of car horns.

Young men and women came and went on the street, the crowd was constantly flowing, and the endless din made Wu Fusheng frown.

He always felt that something was not right, something seemed to be missing on this street.

But without waiting to think about it, there was a chill between his brows, as if some cold liquid dripped up.

It's raining?

Cuo Fusheng raised his eyes, only to see a thin layer of mist floating down from the sky.

Although the water mist was small, it was densely packed, and after a while, the ground had already fainted with dark moisture.

Passers-by on the street complained dissatisfiedly about the inaccurate weather forecast, and then took out a folding umbrella from their bags and propped it up.

I thought that this would prevent the rain, but a gust of wind blew all the light rain into the area covered by the umbrella cover.

"What's the matter with this rain, why is it so bitter?" A man who accidentally got rain into his mouth muttered.

When Cuo Fusheng heard this complaint, he looked over subconsciously.The moment they met the man's eyes, the pupils shrank suddenly.

No, this rain is not right!

He saw that the normal man's eyeballs began to turn red, and his skin began to show veins, as if he was about to mutate.

Immediately stood up from the chair in a hurry, planning to find a place to shelter from the rain.

However, it was too late, his heart suddenly felt a sharp pain, Cuo Fusheng couldn't stand still, he staggered and knelt down on one knee.

The bloodless face turned pale in an instant, only the lips began to congeal due to the master's desperate bite.The contrast between bright red and snow white is dazzling.

A faint red light appeared in the bottom of the smoky eyes, gradually blurring, as if wanting to invade the entire territory.

The people around were startled, and one person wanted to step forward to check the situation, but fell down in the next second.

As if some mechanism had been opened, people began to fall one after another.Most of the men first, and then the women.

Suddenly there was screaming in the street, and the sound became louder and harsher.

"Plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop..."

Cuo Fusheng lowered his head, the broken hair on his forehead covered his eyebrows and eyes.The buzzing in his ears engulfed his sanity like an electric drill.The heart beat faster and faster, the blood vessels expanded, and the blood pressure continued to rise, almost bursting with each beat.

What's the matter with this dungeon, it's so exciting when it comes up?

Finally, the lips were bitten open by the teeth, and warm blood dripped down, which made the delicate snow-white face look a little strange.

No, this rain can't go on anymore.

Trying to open the item space, but found that the space is blocked, and even the mall has a gray interface, which means it cannot be opened.

This copy prohibits players from exchanging items.

Could it be... a survival class?

Cursing secretly, Cuo Fusheng's eyes had almost turned into pure blood red, plus the violence inside was about to turn into substance, like a monster in human form.

More and more people fell down on the street, and in the end only a few sporadic people were still making emergency calls in panic.

This is just the beginning of the dungeon, it is impossible to have such a group killing move.

So the purpose of this rain is definitely not to kill players and local residents.

Cuo Fusheng could feel that, accompanied by the extreme pain that almost tore him apart, blood was constantly oozing from his pores, and his heart seemed to burst.

However, the strength in the body is gradually increasing.

Time passed by, the drizzle continued to drizzle, and there was not even a single person awake on the street.

The pain finally began to gradually weaken, from the level beyond the tolerance limit at the beginning, to the level that Cuo Fusheng can ignore now.

After taking a few breaths and feeling the tingling pain in my heart, I finally stood up slowly from the ground.

Staggering, looking around, there was no one awake on the street.Either hid somewhere else, or was still in a coma.

The drizzle is still falling, and the white sky is a little dizzy after looking at it for a long time.Cuo Fusheng stretched out his hand, this time the rain had no effect on him.

It seemed that as long as he survived the period just now, he would have passed the first test.

[The game has officially started, and the player value is being detected. 】

[Alienation value: 30%; sanity value: 50%]

[Number of kills: 0]

The system sound suddenly appeared

"Alienation value, sanity value, number of kills?" Cuo Fusheng looked at each item.

He has never encountered such a dungeon with numerical detection.

The alienation value is probably related to this strange rain, and the sanity value is probably his mental state.

Cuo Fusheng was not surprised that he only had half of his sanity left.

How unstable his mental state is, he is also very clear.Coupled with the influence of the rain, it would be good to have 50%.

Now as long as something goes wrong for a little bit, he will definitely go berserk immediately.

As for the number of kills... Cuo Fusheng glanced at the few NPCs who fell to the ground and their skin had turned red.

Is it possible that those who can't survive will turn into monsters and let their players kill them?

Just after thinking this way, the first man to fall apart from Cuo Fusheng suddenly opened his eyes, the insides were blood red.

The keen sense of crisis made Cuo Fusheng take two steps back to distance himself before he could act.

"Hey..." The saliva from the man's mouth dripped on the ground, corroding the ground into a small pit.

"..." Cuo Fusheng stared closely at the monster that the man had turned into, while backing away calmly, while groping, trying to find something that could be used to attack.

"Kang Dang!" There was a clear sound of metal collisions, and the sound of the bench being kicked was particularly harsh on the silent street, and the monster immediately looked at Cuo Fusheng.

In the next second, the monster rushed towards Cuo Fusheng, much faster than normal humans.

The author has something to say:

Yunanxue:? ? ?How about a little disciple like me?

Wrong Floating Life: The dog dungeon is messing with me again!

Don't worry, although Master is really not in this copy, he will appear.