Doll Survival Game [Unlimited]

The silver wire was connected to the magician, the doll's wrist moved, and he stared at Wang Xiaoming's facial features: "You're making a bad idea."

Wang Xiaoming raised his hand and pointed the wheel at the puppet: "Why do you sound like an uncle? Could it be that you are about the same age as me?"

Luo Yiran looked at Wang Xiaoming's eye lines and paused - because of the live broadcast, most people in the game knew that he and Xia Lang were friends, so they guessed that they should be of the same age.

So most players think he is also a young man... Is it possible that this person has never watched the live broadcast?

He was distracted for a second, and then suddenly flashed in front of the puppet at this second, and his body fell suddenly——

huh?

The thread... was cut.

"It's crooked." Wang Xiaoming raised his hand, and when the round wheel was about to return to his hand, the blade was put away, and he held the round wheel: "It won't be crooked this time."

Wang Xiaoming can't see the arrangement of the threads clearly, but the threads extend from the puppet after all, so you can "see" the threads just by looking at the puppet's body.

Although it is said that his attack just now was not rushing to the line.

The falling body of the puppet was caught by the magician. He sat in the palm of the magician's hand, and then looked down at his hand covered with ball joints - the three intertwined silver threads would be cut off.

But the round wheel's attack just now didn't aim at his body, it was more like aiming at the silver thread or his...hand.

It is more likely to be the hand, because Wang Xiaoming said it was "crooked".

"Don't you want to kill me?" The puppet manipulator jumped back a little, and then placed the broken sickle in front of his body.

Wang Xiaoming raised his eyebrows when he heard the puppet's words: "Why did you kill you? It's not easy for a puppet to die, so it's too much effort for me to kill you."

The puppet said blankly, "Oh."

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

The magician deliberately said to the puppet: "Master, you will make him feel uncomfortable."

Wang Xiaoming was really upset, he licked his lips with a strong sense of threat in his voice: "But I will cut off all your hands and feet, then put them in front of you and chop them up little by little, and then burn them when they are boring. "

A blade appeared from the edge of the round wheel in his hand, and a cold light flashed. Wang Xiaoming threw his elbows back, and asked with a smile, "If only one head is left, can you still live?"

The puppet remembered that his head had turned 180 degrees, and he replied seriously: "I can live."

Wang Xiaoming paused again: "...you are different from others."

The puppet's red eyes are bright, but there is a strange feeling in this kind of brightness in the dark forest. His body moved forward slightly: "After all, I am a puppet."

It's not about body structure, it's about character.

Wang Xiaoming didn't explain, he held the handle of the round wheel, and rushed up directly.

The magician uses a long weapon, while Wang Xiaoming's round wheel is short. If he is close to him, Wang Xiaoming must have an advantage.

and.

Raising his hand, the magician blocked the attacking round wheel, and the puppet took the opportunity to wrap several strands of silver thread around it to form a net.

Then at the next moment, one of the round wheels in Wang Xiaoming's hand hit the puppet again, the blade collided with the silver thread, and sparks flew.

The round wheel flew back to Wang Xiaoming's hand, and he directly used it to block the huge sickle drawn by the magician.

The puppet raised its head calmly——Wang Xiaoming has been trying to get him first, and Wang Xiaoming is very skilled in fighting, but he is not good at it... Or let the magician let go of the control when he falls in front of Wang Xiaoming's knife?

Magicians know how to deal with it better.

Quietly avoiding the two moves again, Luo Yiran gave up on letting go of the magician - he had already gotten used to relying on the magician to act, and he could no longer get used to relying on the magician to fight.

The broken silver thread was patched up again, and the puppet finally succeeded in leaving the magician with the force of Wang Xiaoming's attack. He landed on a branch behind the magician, looking at Wang Xiaoming with incomparable concentration—he still prefers to stay away from the magician. Point manipulation magician.

But the body had only been on the branch for half a minute, when the puppet suddenly felt a biting coolness coming from behind, and the silver wire wrapped in a net and wrapped around it as a shield broke suddenly.

He turned his head sharply, and then saw a slender human-shaped black shadow with long, slender and sharp fingers, silently but very quickly waving towards him.

Wang Xiaoming cut off the magician's route. He happened to be standing in a place where faint sunlight came in, but there was no shadow under his feet.

He looked at the magician who showed his killing intent in vain, his black eyes darkened and the corners of his mouth raised: "Two hits two, it's only fair."

"Isn't it?"

central Hall.

"The puppet and Wang Xiaoming met! Shall we bet on who will win?" Tian Tang asked with great interest.

Wei Lian glanced at her.

Tian Tang flinched: "...I understand, quit gambling! Quit gambling!"

Fang Jincheng propped his chin with one hand, and turned his eyes around: "In this position, I am more worried that they will accidentally step into Xiaohong's territory."

Tian Tang couldn't eat lollipops, and he couldn't bet, so he had to put his hands on top of his tutu skirt, and wrote boredom all over his body: "Go in, just go in, I really want to see him deal with Xiaohong."

Wei Lian put down his legs: "Xiaohong's territory can only survive if people with her invitation letter enter."

Tian Tang was stunned for a moment, her eyes moved on the split screen, and then landed on the split screen of a player in the little red territory, she looked at it for a while, but didn't notice any difference in those scenes.

Wei Lian clicked on the split screen: "There are many traps on the ground, trees can't be relied on casually, and there are many very strange and powerful creatures."

"I observed those creatures." Fang Jincheng said, "They eat people."

Guan Cheng sighed: "It's like a hunting ground over there, but the players are the prey."

All the players who landed in the Little Red Territory at the beginning without an invitation letter, as well as the players who broke in by accident, were hunted down by those strange creatures.

Finally died tragically.

"By the way, how many players are left now?"

Wei Lian quickly went through the split screens: "Now there are about 100 people who are merged with the split screens because of encounters."

"A lot." Tian Tang was surprised: "I thought there were only about 70 people now."

"Not many, there are still players dying." Wei Lian lowered his head: "And don't forget that they have to stay in the game for three full days."

"Usually this kind of time-limited one will basically make a big move in the end." Tian Tang put his hands on his face.

Wei Lian glanced at Guan Cheng and Fang Jincheng.

Guan Cheng thought of the final submersion of Shuicheng: "Yes, there will be a big move."

"That." Fang Jincheng always blinked his eyes on every split screen. He noticed something, and pointed to the split screen of the puppet: "What is that black shadow behind the puppet?"

Several people looked over again, and just in time saw the slender black shadow raising its claw-like hands and walking towards the puppet.

Guan Cheng stood up abruptly: "Get out of the way!"

The doll's silver thread was torn apart, but the next moment a thicker silver thread appeared in front of the pair of sharp claws. This time the silver thread blocked the black claws, but because the distance was too close, the doll's clothes were scratched Rotten, and the body was scratched a bit.

Guan Cheng heaved a sigh of relief and sat down again.

Tian Tang was taken aback by Guan Cheng, she patted her chest: "What's the matter, he can't hear you calling here."

Guan Cheng sighed: "It was too scary just now, so I forgot."

"...It's really scary." Tian Tang looked over, the slender black shadow was like a ghost, luckily it was daytime, and she had been in the game for a while, so it didn't matter if she looked at Wang Xiaoming again.

"Is this caused by props?"

"I don't know." Tian Tang looked unhappy, she stared at the black shadow: "It's very likely, there are too many props in the game, and there are all kinds of them, just like that snake of someone just now .”

"There is a 90.00% possibility that Wang Xiaoming is a prop." Wei Lian tucked his sideburn hair behind his ears: "Because the current source of special, superhuman abilities is either because the player is a special species, or because the game occasionally The reward given for strengthening the body."

"And last, props."

Fang Jincheng raised his head, and he thought about it: "Props are actually easy to get, and I have quite a few, but..."

"It's too ordinary." Guan Cheng sighed: "I passed the level in the last dungeon because I held a wooden stick, so that wooden stick became one of my props."

Moreover, props are generally placed in the props by default. When the props cannot fit in the props, they will be discarded by default. Therefore, players will clean up the props after finishing the dungeon, and take out the props and put them in the personal space.

But there are also props that cannot be taken out to the personal space, so you can only choose to keep them in the props bar or throw them away in the dungeon that can be discarded.

There are also restrictions on bringing props into dungeons.

Some dungeons cannot use props, and some dungeons prohibit the use of certain props. If a certain dungeon can be used, it can only use the props placed in the first one to three squares. Go down and use the fourth grid.

If it still doesn't work, then move on.

And there is another way to carry props, which is to put them on your body.

Like the weapon that Via placed on his body and the snake that Yuan Mo placed in his body.

And Yuan Mo's props that can use card form are generally relatively advanced props.

"The last time I lost to Wang Xiaoming was because of this shadow... He still had the nerve to say that it was fair. If I had fought alone last time, I would definitely have won!" Tian Tang stared at the split screen of the doll and knocked on his leg, angrily.

The split screen of the puppet has always been quiet, and they can hear very little sound, especially the central square now has a lot of split screens.

So Tian Tang just looked at the puppet and wanted to say something, then Wang Xiaoming seemed to be angry, just raised the round wheel, but the puppet tilted its body, moved quickly to one side, and then stepped into Xiaohong's body. territory.

"..."

"Um???"

"What is he doing?"

Fang Jincheng was still thinking about what kind of prop Wang Xiaoming was, but he was startled by Tian Tang's sudden burst of sound, and he hurriedly looked over.

Then I saw the puppet who had stepped into the little red territory alone just stood still, a bloody mouth stretched out in an instant from the dense leaves beside it, and then the little puppet was blown away with a swift blow. Swallowed.

"..."

"Eh?"

On a high mountain in the Borderlands, Lin Ye indifferently withdrew his hand from the fainted player's face, then took out a tissue and wiped his fingers meticulously.

But before he finished wiping, Yuan Mo, who was sitting next to him, suddenly panicked and said, "Lin, Lin Ye... have a look at the map!"

"On my light screen, the light spot at Luo Yiran's position seems to have disappeared?!"