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

In the next two days, the players who were still alive discovered that the arrogant and coquettish young man who had been among the crowd had never shown up.

If it wasn't for the second Huang Mao Riri, who was accepted as the younger brother, who came out to turn over the fruit, they almost thought that the other party had been split by Li Fan's dagger engraved with the Five Thunder Talisman.

But from this it can be seen that the young man who looked like Ming Yi was probably seriously injured.

Of course, apart from paying attention to the movements of the big ghost Wen Jiu, the players were not idle at other times. Aside from the small courtyard that could eat people, they almost ransacked the entire house.

During the process, many players died because they ran into ghosts, especially the short-haired girl who escaped the catastrophe on the first day. She died in exactly the same way as her previous companions.

It was in the grass not far from the guest room on the night when Li Fan fought against the white-haired boy.

For this reason, the three male players who shared the same room with the short-haired girl were worried for a long time. At the beginning, they only agreed to take him in because they saw that the other party was beautiful and pitiful, and there was no accident on the first night.

Who would have thought that this person was really skinned again.

The only good thing is that after the death of the short-haired girl, the bad luck did not continue. Although it is a bit confusing, it is still a good thing.

Only Wen Jiu, who doesn't leave the gate and doesn't step out, knows that the painted skin ghost who likes beautiful men and women is currently trapped in Bai Jian's body.

Painted skin ghosts are quite famous among the ghosts. They are ugly and like to eat people's hearts. They often choose some satisfactory shells to disguise themselves. If they hate it, they will eat the original owner and exchange for another skin.

The one in the dungeon has no interest in seducing married men to test their fidelity. Men and women are not taboo, only interested in beauty, and finds that there is a more satisfactory skin, so she throws away the short-haired girl and goes straight to Bai Jian.

And then locked up.

With other big ghosts and little ghosts.

In a sense, Wen Jiu's behavior of picking and choosing mission targets before departure is somewhat similar to that of Painted Skin Ghost, so on the first night, when the other party was squatting outside the door selling miserably, he deliberately let Xie Xuan let the ghost in. .

Because he was really curious, whether the skin being targeted by Painted Skin Ghost was the original owner, or Xie Xuan.

Unfortunately, the former was kicked out by the latter before a result could be reached.

Thinking about it, I really lost a lot of fun.

"Brother Snake? Brother Snake?" As usual, he opened the window and entered. Huang Mao cautiously called out to the boy who seemed to be in a daze. I'm all ears."

In the past few days, although some players have disappeared one after another, but generally speaking, the elimination rate of this dungeon is not worthy of its S-rank name.

A rough calculation shows that at least 50 to [-] people are still alive in the entire guest room area. According to the strategy in the forum, several major events will definitely happen today and tomorrow, enough to trigger the destruction of the group.

For this reason, most of the players were flustered and anxious, their brows were tightly furrowed, and they didn't feel the joy of being alive at all.

A few bold ones have even formed an alliance temporarily, trying to force Li Fan to hand over Bai Jian who has been "comatose".

But before they came to the door, Li Fan's team went to the empty building and hid somewhere.

This casts a shadow over the hearts of the rest of the players.

"I don't have any ideas." Asking Xie Xuan to play several high-scoring movies for himself in the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness, Wen Jiu pretended to be recovering from his wounds, and he shook his head after drinking a sip of water: "It's so stingy, I don't even have tea leaves. Now, there must be something delicious to prepare for the banquet, right?"

delicious?What time do you still want to eat?

Monk Piana also explained to the other party seriously: "He is growing his body."

Huangmao: "... What a long body, maybe the main god didn't expect that there would be someone looking for food in the S-level dungeon."

So I didn't make so many refreshable materials.

Wen Jiu: "Is this a bug? You can react when you go back."

"...Give it a try, I don't think the main god will care about this matter," Huang Mao gradually gave up struggling, "but did you really invite you to the banquet?"

The other party is obviously here for Li Fan, and it is not the same species as other NPCs at all.

Wen Jiu said calmly, "No."

"So I'm going to grab a seat."

Two days passed, and he was no longer the half-human, half-dragon appearance he had just transformed into. At first glance, he was just an overly outstanding young man.

Grab a seat?

The picture was too beautiful to imagine, so Huang Mao quickly changed the subject: "The guests seem to have arrived, and the door leading to the mountain road has been closed."

The outside of the house is full of fog, even though no one thinks that the wide open front door is a way out, but when it is closed tightly, it still brings a kind of oppression that is about to come.

The boy opposite him completely missed the point, and nodded perfunctorily: "Oh."

Just close it, just because he was afraid that the scumbag would slip away.

Convinced that the other party really didn't take the upcoming Banquet of Hundred Ghosts to heart, Huang Mao was inexplicably relieved: How should I put it, compared to the Ming Yi I saw in the player lobby a long time ago, this blackened version has a bad personality Some, but it also makes people feel more secure.

It seems that as long as the other party is there, it doesn't matter if the sky falls.

With this thought in mind, Huang Mao, who was infected by the atmosphere in the room, completely lay flat: he did everything he could do, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, and the rest, just wait for the truth to surface before playing on the spot.

Perhaps it was because he let go of his anxiety about tomorrow to some extent. Not long after dark, the yellow hair with no clues in his head drooped his eyelids, tilted his head, and fell into a deep sleep.

When he regained consciousness, the surrounding environment had changed drastically. In the dark and cold small room, several cross-shaped wooden frames were crowded together, and each wooden frame was tied with a player with his head down and his eyes closed.

——With this posture, it is a barbecue party together with the Hundred Ghosts Night Banquet?How about some sashimi by the way?

The way of thinking was assimilated by Wen Jiu. The first second he recognized the status quo, Huang Mao first thought about something in a mess, and then slowly became confused.

Isn't he sleeping in the room?How did you get tied up here?

Where is Brother Snake?Is there really someone who can quietly capture him in front of Brother Snake?

Probably the main god heard his heart, and the next second, a familiar voice sounded next to him: "I'm here."

Very reliable.

As expected of Brother Snake.

Trying to turn his head towards the source of the sound, Huang Mao's words were so excited that he could not twist his neck into a twist: "Brother Snake, come and save..."

Half of the words were stuck in his throat, and when he saw the young man who was also tied to the wooden frame, the joy in Huangmao's eyes shattered cleanly with a click.

No, how could it be?

Even the thigh he hugged was hit, what is the origin of this dungeon boss.

However, the boy stared at by him in shock obviously didn't have any awareness of being in danger, and even greeted him with a smile: "Morning."

Huangmao: "...is it already dawn?" Staying in this room, I really can't see it at all.

"That's right." Nodding, the boy blinked innocently, "Tonight is the last banquet, they probably want to prepare more ingredients."

so what?I really can't believe that the other party will be kidnapped so easily. There are so many mouthless yellow hair grooves, but they have the courage to complain with their eyes. It's interesting to be an ingredient, right?

Wen Jiu said innocently: "There is a smell in the room, it is very weak, and it will force people to faint."

Most of the players were hit.

Huangmao: Do ​​you think I will believe it?

You are obviously transformed from a snake.

"Okay, I admit that I'm pretending." Like a child who discovered a new toy, the white-haired boy looked interested. "Don't you think it's very interesting? You can secretly listen to the gossip of the ghosts outside."

Whether they were pretending to be dead or really fainted, only Wen Jiu and Huang Mao dared to speak out in the entire "ingredients warehouse".

But when the words "overhearing gossip" were uttered, several players did not hold back, their eyelids twitched crazily, and the shelves behind them also swayed.

Wen Jiu did not receive the OOC alert.

Because this is the result of his magnification of the original master's character.

Before being dragged out of the original dungeon, Ming Yi was full of curiosity about the world he lived in and the players, but his strength was mediocre, so he could only hide and watch from afar.

Later, I met Li Fan and went back and forth in various instances. Slowly, he became the most well-behaved and kindest "pet" in the eyes of other players.

"Okay." Accustomed to the opponent's unreasonable play, Huang Mao took it for granted, and glanced left and right: "Where's Xie Xuan?"

Strange, he didn't see the monk next to Brother Snake.

Wen Jiu said slowly, "I don't like other ghosts touching him."

Huangmao: "So?"

Glancing down at her stomach, Wen Jiu smiled: "So I ate him."

click.

Click and click.

Obviously, the nearby wooden frame shook a little more violently, as if someone was trembling on it.

Huang Mao, who had been tricked early, was full of envy: It's all right, he dares to take all his points and props as a guarantee, Xie Xuan must be safe, and he doesn't have to suffer with other players.

The joys and sorrows of people are not the same, and he really wants to be "eaten" by Brother Snake.

Back to Xie Xuan who Wen Jiuzhihai said: ...

Obviously, he was afraid that his Buddha bone would be seen as tricky by the dungeon boss, which would cause variables, so a certain ghost told a lie, but the truth was bold.

In the infinite flow game, breaking through the level is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. However, it is easier said than done, and the players who rely too much on the safe house finally tasted the bitter fruit before the countdown.

Knowing that the only way to escape is to wait for death, the female player in front of Wen Jiu mustered up the courage to say: "What kind of gossip? I want to hear it too."

"Oh, you are actually the sacrifices chosen by various places to drive away ghosts and avoid disasters," Wen Jiuyuan said without any malice towards ordinary players, "Down the Styx River, forget everything you did before you were alive, and jump onto the dining table foolishly, Waiting for people to call friends for dinner."

"Of course, I don't count, and I'm not stupid. I came here specially to find someone."

Huang Mao's expression immediately turned serious: No wonder this dungeon doesn't have any previous context, and when he opened his eyes, there were hundreds of boats floating on the river.

Brother Snake's previous amnesia also suddenly made sense.

"Strange, people who didn't stay in the guest room would have had a chance to escape." After a pause, the white-haired boy pretended to be surprised, "But why are you all here?"

Muffled, someone said: "...Li Fan."

"My last memory is of being knocked out by him."

The author has something to say:

Huangmao, heard a voice: Reliable, as expected of Brother Snake.

In a blink of an eye, I saw Jiujiu: ... a bolt from the blue.

The Buddha didn't talk nonsense, Jiujiu really grew his body, after all there was almost nothing left of Ming Yi's original body, Jiujiu had to make up for it bit by bit.

Comparing hearts and hugs every day.