I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Chapter 146: Mingyue Hall (6)

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I slept very peacefully. Although it was in the game field full of crisis, because of Luo's shadow guarding him, Xiao Lan could relax and have a better rest.

Every night when he enters the game, Luo Lai is basically watching for him, and Xiao Lan is already very accustomed to the existence of the other party.

I don't know how long I slept. In deep sleep, Xiao Lan felt that someone was shaking herself.

He opened his eyes and saw that it was Luo's dark shadow.

The black shadow looked very thin, and it seemed that it was about to disperse when the time came, so he had to wake up Xiao Lan, who was still sleeping, in advance.

After seeing Xiao Lan awakened, the black shadow disappeared before his eyes.

Xiao Lan looked at her wrist. The black bracelet that had been quietly there before was gone, and it did not return with the disappearance of the black shadow.

It seems that this shadow is a one-off, and I don't know if it will affect Luo in any way.

But he also knew that if he asked Luo, the other party would definitely answer "It's okay."

Xiao Lan sighed softly.

He looked around with some sleepy eyes.

At this time the sky had just dawned, with a bit of nighttime coolness, and everything seemed normal in the room, the same as before he fell asleep.

Thanks to poverty, Xiao Lan's physique is already very good.

After Luo sucked the toxins out of his body, Xiao Lan just slept, and now she feels full of energy.

The exhaustion and pain of the battle have disappeared, and he is the pauper who can tear down his home with his bare hands.

It's a pity that Teacher Crow didn't let anyone demolish his house...

Before Xiao Lan fought against the obese man with a big brain, sticks and hammers greeted the walls and the floor mercilessly, but she didn't scrape any scraps of the wall or floor.

It is a miracle in the history of human engineering.

It seems that wanting to increase poverty through demolition this time is basically a dream.

Poverty is not easy, Xiao Lan sighed.

After Xiao Lan got up and cleaned herself briefly, she opened the door.

But he didn't expect to meet Luo when he opened the door.

Luo Zheng was standing at the door. It seemed that he was about to open the door before. By coincidence, the two stood face to face.

Xiao Lan: "Luo? I can see you here, and the space has switched again?"

Luo smiled: "Yes, I didn't expect to meet here, it seems I have good luck."

He went on to say, "It's great to see you safe."

The two who had reunited unexpectedly moved forward together.

The hallway looked different from the day before.

Yesterday’s corridor looked like a normal room, except for no one, there was nothing weird about it.

But today, the air in the corridor was filled with a black mist, which shortened the line of sight a lot.

Not only that, but some voices faintly came out in the black mist, whispering and muffled crying, but they were all vaguely unintelligible.

The two moved forward in the corridor for a while, and Xiao Lan suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter?" Luo asked.

Xiao Lan frowned and looked forward: "This corridor is too long. The entire Mingyue Hall does not have such a long corridor."

Luo thought for a while, "Go ahead, maybe there will be some changes ahead."

Xiao Lan glanced at him and said flatly: "Yeah."

The two of them continued to move forward, and the black fog around them became thicker and thicker, and they could barely see the distance of two or three meters in front of them.

At this moment, there was a little light not far from the front, and that little light rolled in the black mist, and for a while it was impossible to see what it was.

Xiao Lan stood there, looking ahead, without speaking.

At this time Luo approached Xiao Lan.

He whispered, "What's that up front? Do we want to see it?"

Xiao Lan did not respond.

He just looked at the people next to him calmly.

Luo still maintained a graceful and decent smile, as if he was asking not about the unknown danger ahead, but what kind of snack Mr.'s afternoon tea would like to go with.

There is something wrong with this person.

Xiao Lan felt the violation from the first sight of him.

Luo knew he was in that room before, and he could probably know that he was awake through the shadow.

In most cases, when Xiao Lan was in the room, Luo would habitually knock on the door before entering.

Except when it turns into a cat and sneaks in.

But this "Luo" didn't.

Xiao Lan noticed that the moment he opened the door, his hand was on the doorknob, indicating that he did not intend to knock on the door at all, but was ready to enter directly.

He later said "I didn't expect to meet here", which seemed to be quite unexpected.

But Luo should know he was there, where did the accident come from

What's more, Xiao Lan didn't have the familiar feeling on him.

That was the temperament that belonged to Luo. Although this person or something imitated Luo's appearance, it was nothing but appearance.

However, since the other party had approached him under the circumstances at the time, Xiao Lan also cooperated with the situation to see what he wanted to do.

And now this inducing tone.

Luo always hopes to stand in front of Xiao Lan when facing danger, although she is often rejected by Xiao Lan...

But he would never propose to let Xiao Lan go in an unclear and dangerous direction.

In terms of where to go, it is usually Xiao Lan himself who decides, and Luo will not interfere with his judgment.

This "Luo" seemed to want Xiao Lan to go to a place with bright light ahead.

Obviously, no matter what is ahead, that is his goal.

Turning around a little, Xiao Lan quietly took out "Mingyue Pavilion" and took a look at it with the cover of her body.

The pattern on the cover lit up with four bars.

But this is almost impossible.

Because just yesterday, Xiao Lan personally killed the fat man who wanted to eat his brain and confirmed the death of the other party.

Even if no one died this night, the grid on the cover should be 5, it can’t be 4.

This space should not be real.

Seeing that Xiao Lan didn't speak, "Luo" next to her continued to say: "Perhaps, there might be clues related to leaving here."

Xiao Lan suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with the situation at the moment: "Do you know why it is Luoyang Shovel?"

"Luo" was obviously taken aback, he smiled and asked: "What—"

The one who answered him was a violent kick by Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan didn't wait for this guy's answer at all, and immediately launched an attack after asking the question.

This kick hit Luo's waist hard, kicked his body away, and then fell heavily to the ground.

At this time, the other party's voice just fell off.

"Luo" climbed up from the ground and raised his head to look at Xiao Lan.

His face still has a graceful smile like a mask, and his voice is still gentle: "What's wrong with me?"

Xiao Lan took out [Dalit's Bone]: "It's almost zero points, brother."

After speaking, he was not polite, carrying a stick and rushed towards the other party.

The guy pretending to be Luo saw Xiao Lan's posture and knew that he couldn't deceive him anymore, so he didn't say more.

He is still Luo's appearance now, but the smile on his face has become gloomy, and the temperament of his whole person has also changed at the same time, which is very different from the previous feeling.

Facing Luo's face, will Xiao Lan feel soft

Of course-

Will not!

He shook his stick and hit it vigorously.

The white stick draws an afterimage in the air, with each stroke almost smashing people to death.

He didn't look at the face of this face at all, and didn't mean anything about it.

Ruthless, cruel, like a big pig's hoof.

The picture is too brutal, it looks like a sense of domestic violence...

In such a violent attack, it was almost impossible for "Luo" to maintain his human form.

But I don't know what it is, I'm almost beaten up, but it still looks alive. Under Xiao Lan's attack, he continued to dodge left and right, occasionally performing difficult movements such as lowering the waist at 180 degrees and turning his head at 720 degrees.

It's like an emoticon package from the style of soul painting.

Finally, after several confrontations, Xiao Lan found a chance and stepped him on the ground.

At the same time, the [Dalit Bone] that switched to the blade form was raised.

Xiao Lan was going to chop off her head first and try, if this guy can still be alive and well... let's talk about it.

Almost at the moment when Bone Blade was about to cut "Luo"'s head, everything around him disappeared.

Whether it's a corridor that seems to have no end, or the lingering black mist and the whisper in it.

Including the guy who was being stepped on by Xiao Lan and pressing Luo's face.

There was only a low sigh in the air: "I really want to go with you..."

The tone is lingering and sad, with a bit of reluctance.

But Xiao Lan refused mercilessly: "Thank you, but I don't want to at all."

At this time, he was standing at the door of the room where he rested last night.

The scene outside the door is business as usual, no different from what I saw yesterday.

None of the previous corridors and black fog existed.

Xiao Lan took out the book again.

This time the number of cells with the pattern on the cover lit is-six.

It seems that in addition to the head he contributed, one person died last night. I just don't know if it was due to the ghost or the player, because there is no new content in the book, indicating that it was not the crow's handwriting.

At this moment, the cover of the book flashed again, and new content appeared inside:

[The Return of the Lost Lamb]

[Away from the hustle and bustle of the world]

[He gets eternal silence under the water]

There was almost no pause, the flickering of the cover stopped, and the pattern lit up again.

It shows that the player chosen by the crow died very simply and neatly.

I just don't know if there are other players contributing to it.

A total of seven of the 13 grids on the cover now light up, which is more than half.

Almost without stopping, new content appeared:

[The coquettish black dahlia is about to wither]

[Lost the nourishment of rhizomes]

[Beauty is in the dust after all]

Oh, this is still a double update!

Players can't help but sigh at the update frequency of Teacher Crow, what kind of dedicated author this is.

But... Teacher, sometimes you don't have to be so diligent.

Really, fishing is good for physical and mental health, as many authors say.

But this time was different from the one just now. The flashing of the cover never meant to stop. Xiao Lan waited for a while but didn't see the grid light up or the handwriting changed.

It seems that the selected player will not die easily.

Xiao Lan stared at the flashing pattern on the cover.

If this player dies, the others will be one step closer to clearing the level, and if the opponent survives, the risk of death this time will fall on the others, Xiao Lan himself is of course included.

But he didn't want to expect the death of the other party, because it was not just a cold number, and behind a grid was a living life.

Even if it was probably just a stranger who had never met before.

The flickering of the pattern continues.

Xiao Lan put away the book and continued to search for that kind of room that looked different.