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Chapter 41: The Mental Cry (4)

The speaker was wearing glasses, and his expression was particularly distorted at this time. His eyes looking at Jian Yao were full of dissatisfaction and hatred, as if Jian Yao was his enemy, and those who didn't know thought that Jian Yao had

What's wrong with him?

Jian Yao blinked in confusion, not to mention whether she had thought of this method at that time. Even if she had thought of this method at that time, even if she had given the wooden sword with the talisman engraved on it to the other party, the rest would have to be

Have you looked at the players’ own abilities?

Players' ability to survive in horror games should not depend on how considerate or protective the players around them are, but on their own strength. What's more, most players only care about themselves and don't care what happens to other players.

Jian Yao asked with confusion on her face: "What is your relationship with Yueguang Miaomiao?"

If they knew each other, why didn't they see the actions and sad emotions of Yueguang Meow without wearing glasses earlier?

The man with glasses who was not bald was obviously stunned by this question, but he quickly said more confidently: "I don't know her, but I think since you can do this, why can't you save her? After all, who in the thriller game

His life is not his life?”

[I can only blindly beep: Whose life is not his life, and the life of Mr. Jian is not his life? 】

[Just someone who loves music: I seem to have heard the holy sound. I’m not sure. I’ll listen again. Oh, I’m mentally retarded. That’s fine.]

[I am a negative fan: I think the glasses are right. Since you anchors are capable, you should help. Behind one player there may be four families]

[Do glasses annoy you: Not everyone who wears glasses is like this, woo woo woo]

Jian Yao was speechless for a moment when she said that she was not wearing glasses. Who are you morally kidnapping? She must be the Holy Mother as the co-author?

She couldn't help but laughed in anger and asked: "Then why didn't you help her then? Why didn't you help me when I was in danger?"

The man with glasses who is not bald may have been convinced by his own theory. At this time, he no longer felt guilty at all, and said more confidently than before: "I definitely can't. You are so strong, you should protect those who are weaker than you!"

His eyes greedily glanced at the wooden sword in Jian Yao's hand, but in the end he still kept his mask of justice and continued: "If you are really doing good for everyone, just share what you have in your hand with us. Anyway,

You can do it again, right? Aren’t there still materials here?”

This passage directly exposed his true thoughts.

Good guy, he wanted to take away the fruits of her hard work with just a few words.

"What if I don't give it?"

The bespectacled man glanced at Uncle Wang, his eyes hinting that Uncle Wang would follow him and threaten Jian Yao. After all, two adult men together would definitely be able to suppress an ordinary woman in terms of momentum. Jian Yao would be scared out of his wits.

, they can give whatever they want?

But Uncle Wang just glanced at him and looked away without saying a word, as if he didn't intend to take sides with either of them.

I really didn’t expect that Uncle Wang would act like this if I wasn’t wearing glasses. After all, the advantage was clearly on their side. I couldn’t help but feel that he really didn’t know how to take advantage of me at this time. But I didn’t expect that Uncle Wang would be able to

How can a player who draws a magic talisman and temporarily repels monsters be a simple character?

Jian Yao sneered, but before she could say anything, the shed above them made a huge noise, and then a big hole was smashed through, and the rain outside suddenly poured into the mourning hall, like a cave.

like a waterfall.

The dry ground quickly became wet, and most of the wood on the ground was instantly wet by the rain. A rather large monster was standing under the large hole that was smashed through. The appearance and size were the same as the previous monster.

They are exactly the same, the only difference is that the fur on this monster is green.

[I’m so scared: Did another one come just after one left? 】

[Professional player of thriller games: No, it’s the previous one, it should have evolved]

Of course, Jian Yao also recognized that this monster was the one before, but she didn't know how fast it evolved, and she didn't know how strong it would be after it evolved. If the monster continued to evolve, they would still be able to survive until the next day.

In the morning? Is this difficulty level D?

She did not hear the system prompt that this copy would be upgraded, which meant that everything that happened now was within the scope of the horror game system and was considered reasonable.

Fight or flight?

From the way the monster smashed through the greenhouse just now, it can be seen that its power has been greatly improved, and its other aspects will obviously be further improved.

Jian Yao tightened her grip on the wooden sword in her hand. The wound she had inflicted on the monster before had now healed. There was no trace of injury at all, but the aura was even stronger than last time.

The monster's red eyes were still staring straight at Jian Yao, as if he had identified Jian Yao as his enemy.

The green hair receives the owner's angry points on the surface of the skin, like sharp thorns pointing outward.

The next moment, the monster roared and rushed over, obviously much faster than the last time. Jian Yao only had time to block the simple wooden shield in front of her.

The monster slammed into the wooden shield. The powerful impact caused Jian Yao to be knocked back a few steps before she stabilized herself. The talisman carved on the wooden shield also emitted a dazzling light. The light extended to the monster and immediately rang out.

There was the sound of sizzling oil as if being grilled, and at the same time, white smoke was rising from all parts of the monster's body that were illuminated by the light.

The monster screamed in pain, seeming to be suffering pain beyond ordinary imagination.

It looked at Jian Yao with deep hatred in its eyes, but it also knew that it could not defeat Jian Yao yet, so it quickly escaped from the mourning hall into the rainy night and left again.

The wooden shield then turned into pieces of wood, and even the wooden handle in Jian Yao's hand did not escape the damage.

She was about to take a look at the two players in the other direction, but found that they had disappeared at some point. She probably ran away after realizing that the monster's attention was on Jian Yao.

Good guy, these two ran away faster than she did, and she didn't even notice when they disappeared.

[I only know how to beep: I’m laughing so hard, that glasses guy had the nerve to say that kind of thing before, but he ran faster than anyone else when something happened]

[I am a negative fan: Don’t say that, after all, your anchors are so strong, aren’t they just standing there waiting to die when they are so weak? 】

[Can only blindly beep: Yes, yes, you are the ones who say the anchor is strong, and you are the ones who say the anchor is not strong. I let you say everything]

Jian Yao didn't know that the people in her live broadcast room were scolding each other and getting angry. She turned around and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. The time was a quarter past two.


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