After the full-level boss lifts the coffin [Quick Transmigration]

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that the boy's frail and boneless fingers had such strength.

The middle-aged man who was thrown in front of the ghosts didn't seem to have died yet, blood was overflowing from his mouth, and the broken bones protruded like jagged wooden thorns, piercing the skin, terrifying and barbaric.

Now, not only the players who witnessed all this with their own eyes, but also all the little ghosts who came chasing evil thoughts, stood far away in place, as peaceful as a flock of quails.

"Hey, you brat, why are you so angry?" The fox girl wearing a veil walked out from behind the players with graceful steps, and with a flick of her sleeves, the surrounding buildings reappeared.

The fox eyes on the hanging tip stood up, and she glanced at the ghosts: "Why don't you move?"

As soon as the backbone arrived, the atmosphere on the NPC's side obviously eased up. The greedy hair eaters and vampires acted first, and then, the sound of teeth biting meat became more and more loud.

Unable to bear to see her former teammates being eaten by all the ghosts, Bai Jian turned her head away and clenched her fists secretly.

"Okay, okay, are you satisfied now?"

Let the players look at themselves vigilantly, the fox girl walked in front of Wen Jiu, wagging her big tail, and carefully admired the fine scales behind the other's ears: "Look at you, and you said that you are just a naive and ordinary little snake ghost, but It's been so hard to deceive my family, if I had said that I was so capable, why would I be so neglected."

Suppressing the fishy sweetness in his throat, Wen Jiu said lightly: "The memory has recovered a bit."

"It must be a bad thing to remember, but I can't even laugh anymore," Jiao Didi teased, and the fox girl glanced at Xie Xuan who was standing quietly, "Do you want to leave this monk and move to a place where you should live? "

After all, after today's incident, if the other party stays in the guest room area, there is a high probability that they will become the target of public criticism.

Wen Jiu shook his head: "No need."

Stretching his arms, he looked at Xie Xuan: "Hold me back."

The armor is as sharp as a knife, and the fingers are still stained with the blood of himself and others. He still remembers the cruelty of the other party breaking the neck of the middle-aged man just now. Hearing this, many players trembled unconsciously.

The monk Pianna was calm and composed, bent over and let the boy hook himself with his arms, with his fingertips hanging down his neck.

So much so that when the boy buried his face in his chest coquettishly, the players were expressionless and numb:

Relying on beauty to capture NPCs is really an unconventional way to clear the level.

That is, the hardware requirements are too high.

Without anyone's help, Xie Xuan entered the room, lightly touched Wen Jiu's shoulder, and the door behind him closed without wind.

The new woman hiding behind the crowd was annoyed and scared: when she was helping the boy find food, she hit a ghost, and in order to survive, she could only call for help from Bai Jian who was passing by, and exchanged information about last night.

But now it seems that the relationship between the other party and Li Fan's team has reached a freezing point, and her actions undoubtedly pushed herself to the opposite side of the boy.

Really, who would have thought that Li Fan's team would suddenly convulse and attack the opponent.

Isn't it delicious to hold a thigh that eats fruit?

Being humiliated by his former pet in public, Li Fan's expression was still indifferent, but in his heart, he was inevitably a little annoyed, who told Ming Yi to always obey him in the past, well-behaved and docile.

By now, if he couldn't see that the other party was deliberately playing tricks on him, he didn't have to continue to break through this level.

"Old Wang seems to have something to say at the end," Bai Jian whispered when the fox girl left with a group of well-fed kids, and turned her head, "Did you see it clearly?"

Glasses girl: ...you can see clearly, but it's better not to see clearly.

Frankly speaking, at that time the other party wanted to draw air from the boy's confinement, and his mouth moved irregularly, but there was one thing, Lao Wang's eyes clearly knew the boy, with pleading, full of desire to explain.

There is also the captain's endless "OK", which is familiar and reveals an order. When the two are added together, the answer is almost ready to come out:

The boy in white is Ming Yi, the real Ming Yi, the captain lied to everyone.

Including Bai Jian.

Even though she didn't know why Ming Yi came back from the dead, suspected amnesia, and was full of hostility towards her teammates, the glasses girl was sure that the most important thing for her to do now was to keep silent and pretend that she didn't find anything.

"It's just the most common panting and struggling," she pushed her glasses, half truthful, "I didn't find the code."

Bai Jian frowned.

Li Fan, who was protecting the bamboo horse, also looked away from the glasses girl.

Only the students kept their heads down and did not participate in the discussion.

In the dark mountaineering suit, the back of his T-shirt was already wet with sweat, and unconsciously rubbing his fingers, he suddenly saw a pool of red blood with gold in it, dripping viscously and seeping into the ground.

No, not right.

Ming Yi is dead, and what happened to Lao Wang can only be blamed on the other party's bad luck.

With the captain here, he must be fine.

At worst, kill again.

"cough."

He suddenly choked out a mouthful of scarlet, Wen Jiu tilted his head, and tightened Xie Xuan's neckline, trying to avoid the clothes of the two of them.

His face was pale, but he was still in the mood to joke: "It's so dangerous, I almost returned to my original shape."

"Shut up." The veil wrapped the coughed up blood and threw it away. Xie Xuan rubbed the corner of Wen Jiu's lips with his fingers, with a cold face, but his movements were extremely gentle: "I have used the treatment card, what else is uncomfortable?"

The fingertips holding the neckline poked the man's chest, Wen Jiu whispered: "Are you angry? I'm not afraid of pain, why are you so serious."

Holding the opponent's hand cut by the flying knife and bandaging it, Xie Xuan paused, deliberately intensifying the disinfection.

Wen Jiu's back was stiff: "Hiss... what are you doing!"

Xie Xuan: "Aren't you afraid of pain?"

Wen Jiu: "...I should have spit that mouthful of blood on you just now."

If it weren't for the fear of revealing his expression when he forbeared, how could he bury his face in Xie Xuan's arms coquettishly.

"It's okay now," Xie Xuan spread his palms to the young man's lips, Xie Xuan didn't bother, "Do you want to come?"

Faced with the provocation of a Buddhist disciple who wanted to die without knowing it, Wen Jiu's brain became hot, he opened his mouth, and bit the side of the opponent's palm.

In all fairness, Wen Jiu didn't actually use much force, but his nails and teeth were very sharp at the moment, and with a light tap, he tasted a fishy sweetness that didn't belong to him.

Hastily let go, the scales behind his ears exploded slightly, the villain complained first: "Why are you so weak."

Unexpectedly, Xie Fuzi answered irrelevantly: "Have you relieved your anger?"

Wen Jiu: ...

Seeing what he said, those who didn't know would think how much he loves cannibalism.

Thinking of this, he belatedly realized that when Xie Xuan was bitten, the original owner's physiological reaction never happened.

Pretending not to see the two rows of tiny blood-oozing teeth marks, he tilted his head and muttered: "Tang monk meat."

Even ghosts who hate raw food are willing to take a bite.

"I'll just bite you." Seeing that the other party didn't intend to lose his temper, Xie Xuan withdrew his hand, and his fingertips climbed onto the young man's scales: "Does it hurt?"

After all, it has the blood of a dragon. The scales on the back of Wen Jiu's ears seem to be thin and thin, but their texture is hard.

It's beautiful and not intimidating at all.

Feeling nothing at all, Wen Jiu shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

Worried that the other party thought he was being stubborn, he added: "It really doesn't hurt."

After all, it is a natural thing of Ming Yi's body, no matter how it changes, it is the original, very comfortable.

However, as the man rubbed his fingertips slowly and meticulously, he suddenly felt that the skin behind his ear was a little itchy.

The scales were cold, but Xie Xuan's skin was warm, like a cat's fur, so comfortable that he wanted to shiver.

In fact, he did shudder.

The neckline in front of his body was getting more and more wrinkled. Xie Xuan lowered his eyes and glanced at the young man's slightly pale finger bones: "Like it?"

Wen Jiu didn't want to talk.

It has horns and scales, the body of the original owner is sensitive to any touch.

"It's very annoying." Throw it away after using it, Wen Jiu let go, and pushed the person out of the curtain: "I want to rest my mind, you guard the door."

The tip of his eyes saw the blush on the back of the young man's neck, and the pushed Buddha cooperated, stretching his arms to pull over the chair, and sat quietly by the bed.

In the same dungeon, some people are desperately jumping up and down to find clues, and some people are covered with brocade quilts and sleep comfortably.

When Huang Mao, who didn't want to be noticed by other players, entered the room through the window, he almost left without being stimulated by the quiet atmosphere of the years.

Knowing that Wen Jiu didn't like making noise, he didn't even dare to make a sound, and only gestured at Xie Xuan with his mouth and gestures: "Brother Snake, did you kill someone?"

At that time, his location was a little far from the guest room area, so he didn't rush back to watch the excitement. Because of this, he completely missed Wen Jiu's madness, and could only listen to the other players' reports.

With his index finger wet, Xie Xuan slowly: [Damn it. 】

damn?

So the Butcher King in Li Fan's team is really the one Brother Snake wants to take revenge on?

Having vaguely grasped a bit of the truth, Huang Mao is knowledgeable and hastened to show his loyalty: [I didn't say that Brother Snake wants revenge, I have been looking for clues alone. 】

[The fox girl does not seem to be the real owner of this house. There is a small courtyard at the southernmost end. I saw her enter respectfully and then come out respectfully. 】

That demeanor was very serious, without any flamboyance in front of the players.

After painstakingly writing a long list of information but no response, Huang Mao couldn't hold back and got wet again: [Are you saying something, and you plan to stay in the house like this? 】

This time Xie Xuan finally made a move: [Yes. 】

Huangmao: ...

Well, people who hold their thighs tightly can be so willful.

And he doesn't deserve it.

He had already heard about the real ingredients in the kitchens of the ghosts, and Huang Mao smashed the jar: [Monk, tell me, Brother Snake, does he eat people? 】

Hearing this, Xie Xuan raised his eyebrows, but didn't respond, he just lifted up his cuffs, revealing two rows of neat teeth marks on the side of his palm.

Huang Mao's eyes darkened.

Even a favored food reserve like a monk will be bitten. Isn't it a matter of minutes for him to be eaten?

It is said that Brother Snake likes to eat fresh food, it is not a lie!

boom--

All the hard-working psychological construction before entering the door collapsed. Two minutes later, Huang Mao, who came in through the window, walked away through the window again, planning to come back when there was really no way out.

"knock."

He walked in a hurry, he didn't close the window carefully for the first time, stood up alertly, the boy in white didn't even open his eyes: "Who?"

"No one." Resuming the two-person world, Xie Xuanxing went to the bedside, and was about to gently press Wen Jiu back on the pillow, when suddenly a thin white dragon tail came out through the curtain and wrapped around his wrist precisely——

"like."

"More."

The author has something to say:

Well, that's right, a certain Buddha deliberately scared people away.

bad bad.

Compare your heart every day, okay?