Chapter Thirty-Eight: Do Things for Me

"Brother Zhengga, I...."

Li Xiaoyi glanced at Chu Xuan, and then at Zheng Ga, he also wanted to go.... The little fat man beside him didn't wait for him to make a decision, he had already opened his legs and rushed forward, ready to move closer to Chu Xuan!

Li Xiaoyi was dumbfounded.....

However, Chu Xuan is not a wasted person!

Seeing that this kind of pig teammate actually tried to join his team, of course he was unwilling!

With a decisive wave of his hand, a look, and three teammates understood, he quickly turned around and left!

That speed, although I didn't start running directly, was not much slower than running!

At this time, the little fat man couldn't care about any face, and rushed forward with all his might, roaring angrily in his mouth,

"Wait for me!"

Chu Xuan and the four of them didn't say a word, and ran away in a muffled voice.

The little fat man wants to cry, as for it?

I just want to team up with you, why don't you want to see me so much?

“.....”

Li Xiaoyi was a little dumbfounded, but also a little relieved.

A little fat man who usually listens to himself, at a critical moment, he doesn't even pull himself?!

Hum!

You're a bitch!

If I pull myself, I will use the Northern Spiritual Skill to absorb the power in the air, how can I hold the footsteps of those four people!

"Don't say it, I understand!"

Zheng Ga patted Li Xiaoyi's shoulder and sighed,

"If they want to go, let them go, I'll definitely continue to protect you!"

"....." Li Xiaoyi was silent.

Zheng Zhe, who was on the side, patted Li Xiaoyi's shoulder and said earnestly, "Xiao Yi, we can't rely on Brother Zheng Ga completely, it's time to tide over the difficulties with our own ability, Chu Xuan also said just now that the main god increases the difficulty according to Zheng Ga's degree of contribution, so next, let's rely on ourselves for the time being." ”

Li Xiaoyi nodded silently, his eyes a little moist.

Mu Gang and the middle-aged aunt were silent on the side, and their minds couldn't turn for a while.

They were simple, and they didn't think much about it for the time being, but they only knew that things were changing too quickly, which caught them off guard.

Ming Yanwei, Saito Ichi.... These two newcomers, with no strength and no qualifications, dare not speak loudly.

At this moment, outside the haunted house, on the road,

Wow~~

Piercing tire grinding sound!

It's the sound of brakes!

Drip!!!

It's the honking of a car!

Bang!

A bang!

Something was bumped into!

Everyone's faces changed slightly!

Zheng Ga hurriedly rushed to the door to take a look, and was dumbfounded.

The little fat man who chased out..... Unexpectedly, he was directly hit and killed by a large truck.....

"This, this ....."

Zheng Ga couldn't believe that a veteran who had experienced the plot world several times and had A-level side plot enhancement was actually killed like this?!

"Huh?!"

Zheng Ga's eyes suddenly froze, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong!

There seems to be something wrong with the little fat man.... Like, with some dark aura entwined ....

At this time, the truck driver stepped on the accelerator directly in a panic, and in the roar of the fully loaded truck engine, he ran over, and the flesh and blood were shattered, and the little fat man suddenly died without a whole body!

Everyone in the haunted house also rushed out at this time and saw this scene!

Ming Yanwei and Saito, one or two newcomers, vomited on the spot!

"This.... How so? Li Xiaoyi was a little distracted, and he couldn't believe it, the little fat man who could still talk and laugh with himself before, how could he go straight to the street?

Could it really be as Mo Wufeng said, people like Little Fat Man can't actually survive the second episode?

Well, it's supposed to be the third episode now, right.....

"I guess it's a curse..."

Zheng Ga's face was a little ugly, and he just said that he wanted to protect everyone, but he died in a blink of an eye!

For a while, everyone was silent, unexpectedly, this time the plot world is so weird!

……

Mo Wujian took Zhan Lan and Zhao Yingkong, two sisters, to the beach to see the scenery, drive a yacht, and eat seafood.

When you are tired of playing, you will stay in a star hotel!

Life is not comfortable!

In the evening, in the living room, the three of them got together, Zhan Lan was full of puzzlement, and also asked incredulously,

"We, really?"

Zhan Lan really couldn't believe it, even Zheng Ga couldn't take them to score in this way?

"Actually, you can just leave."

Mo Wujian said lightly, on the dining table, lobster, shark fin, 82-year-old Sprite.... Well, because it is a star-rated hotel, as long as you have money, no matter how strange the requirements are, you can be satisfied.

Although the strange eyes of the customer service staff are a little unbearable, Mo Wujian really wants to experience it.

"Uh.... Players don't really die anyway, do they? ”

Zhan Lan stretched out her hand and brushed the tips of her forehead, her eyes were slightly weird, and she glanced at the 82-year-old Sprite that Mo Wufeng specially asked the hotel to prepare, I don't know why the other party wanted to order this strange drink, but he didn't drink it.

Zhao Yingkong also glanced at Mo Wufeng strangely, but didn't say anything.

"So what do we do now? If you're a player, you should be doing a quest, right? Unlike that Zheng Ga, help the Zhongzhou team, or some other reincarnation team to clear the main god space? ”

Zhan Lan asked with some curiosity, anyway, she was completely indifferent to Zheng Zha, and she really didn't have any urgent thoughts about helping the Zhongzhou team, it all depended on what Mo Wuqian said.

"Wait."

Mo Wujian said lightly.

"Wait?"

Zhan Lan was puzzled.

Outside the window, the sky was getting dark, and only Mo Wujian was eating non-stop, and his stomach seemed to be never satisfied.

Zhan Lan would occasionally eat some.

Zhao Yingkong hardly eats.

Until the sea level, when the sun was gone, Zhan Lan and the others were bored, and the phone in the room rang.

"I'm going to pick it up."

Mo Wujian said lightly.

The corners of Zhan Lan's mouth twitched.... It's really appealing.

"Hello?"

"Hello, are you a guest in room 10086?"

The lady on the other end of the phone was a little confused, but quickly reacted..... This guest is really a ruthless character, taking two girls to open three presidential suites, but actually living in the same room, it's not that colleagues are spreading it!

Rich people really know how to play!

The customer service lady sighed in her heart, and then hurriedly said,

"Is it Miss Zhan? Hello, there are a few gentlemen here who claim to be friends of Mr. Mo, I hope to meet him, there are some things to talk to him, you see...."

Zhan Lan couldn't help but look at Mo Wuji, and was surprised in his heart, what Mo Wuqian said, could it be that he was waiting for this?

Mo Wujian nodded.

Zhan Lan understood,

"Let them come up."

"Okay, please wait."

Putting down the phone, Zhan Lan returned to her seat and asked again, "Is it Zheng Ga?" ”

"It's Chu Xuan."

Mo Wujian said lightly.

"Chu Xuan?"

Zhan Lan was slightly stunned, remembering the appearance of the three-man man, thoughtfully.

Soon, the room doorbell rang.

Zhan Lan hurriedly went to open the door.

It's not that she's diligent, but she sees that under Mo Wuji's cynical appearance, there is an unfathomable scheming..... From the moment Chu Xuan took the initiative to come to the door, the problem has already been explained!

This man is by no means an ordinary person!

He appeared with a great purpose!

"You're here."

Mo Wujian put away the tableware, his belly that seemed to never be satisfied, even if he kept eating, his belly still did not bulge..... 82-year-old Sprite, still kept!

"I'm coming."

Chu Xuan came to Mo Wujian's side, looked at the furnishings in the room, and then looked at the dining table in front of Mo Wujian, the wind-swept scene..... The only thing that hasn't moved is the bottle of Sprite?

"Have a drink?"

Mo Wujian raised his hand and pointed to the bottle of 82-year-old Sprite.

Chu Xuan nodded, Zhang Jie hurriedly stepped forward and took the initiative to help Chu Xuan unscrew the Sprite and pour a full cup!

Then, under Zhan Lan's weird expression, Chu Xuan grunted and drank it all!

“.....”

Silent!

Tick Tick Tick Tick Toot Dot~

The sound of the clock in the room was clearly audible at this time.

At this point, there was an eerie silence in the room.

Finally, I don't know how long it has been, suddenly!

"Gott~"

Chu Xuan's face turned pale, leaned over, Zhao Yingkong's eyes were quick, and he kicked a trash can in front of Chu Xuan with a kick of his little foot.

Then, Chu Xuan vomited!

I vomited very badly!

Ban Yu,

"It tastes good."

The corners of Chu Xuan's mouth twitched, and he wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin while saying.

The crowd was speechless and choked..... This, this tastes really good?

"For me, maybe only the state that can affect my thinking can be called a feeling...."Chu Xuan explained, "I have no sense of taste, no sense of touch, no sense of smell, no sense of pain, only like just now, let my mind be affected, will I feel.... Stimulate! ”

What a Kiangi man you are!

"So your personality is not sound."

Mo Wujian said lightly.

Chu Xuan nodded, his face was as usual, or rather, his face was expressionless,

"It can be understood that way."

Everyone is speechless, this kind of thing is said directly, can it be looked down on?

"Then why don't you listen to music?"

Mo Wujian couldn't help asking, "It seems that there are many ways to use music to help treat personality loss, right?" Even if in reality, this method is not perfect, but in the main god space, there should be a sufficient perfect means, right? ”

"....." Chu Xuan was silent, and he was suddenly speechless.

"What is hearing? Isn't hearing the nerve touch of the auditory system? ”

Mo Wujian asked again, "Why do you think you don't have a sense of touch?" ”

Chu Xuan continued to be speechless.

"You don't think you feel pain? So will you tell what is soft and what is harsh? ”

The question of Mo Wufeng made Chu Xuan faintly feel as if he was about to unlock some great secret!

"Do you think there is a necessary connection between the harsh sound and the pain?"

Mo Wujian continued to ask.

"I see."

Chu Xuan pushed his glasses,

"You want to say that the five senses are interconnected, and as long as I have hearing, I must have the other four senses.... The reason why I don't have the other four senses may be because my manufacturing process is not perfect, or maybe my personality is not sound enough..... Actually, the problem that bothers me is not a problem at all! ”

"The children can be taught."

Mo Wujian nodded with satisfaction.

What is the manufacturing process?

The other people who were listening were a little confused, why did Chu Xuan say this?

Is he blaming his parents for making him in the wrong position?

Is there such a son?!

At this time, everyone didn't know that the real identity that appeared was actually an artificial person.

"I know the purpose of your coming to me, tell me what good you can bring me."

Mo Wujian said lightly, stretched out his hand, and subconsciously wanted to bring himself a glass.... Sprite of '82.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to stop Hu Lai's right hand in time!

Without a trace, he changed directions and filled himself with a glass of juice, Mo Wuxian pretended to swing the goblet and asked with an unfathomable expression, "Divine grace, I have a lot here, but I never raise waste!" ”

Chu Xuan pushed the frame, "How much do you know about me?" ”

"How much do you hope?" Mo Wuxian asked rhetorically.

After a moment of silence, Chu Xuan was a little lonely, "I hope you don't know me at all." ”

"Unfortunately, your hopes are not destined to come true!" Mo Wujian said with a smile.

"Hah...."Chu Xuan chuckled meaninglessly, "I want to be a player, I can... Is it realized? ”

"Yes!" Mo Wujian said lightly.

Zhang Jie on the side, zero o'clock, the overlord looked confused, what he said was destined to be unrealizable?

Then, he looked at Chu Xuan eagerly, and then at Mo Wuji.

"What about them?" Chu Xuan pointed to Zhang Jie and the others again.

"Yes, too." Mo Wujian said lightly.

"Condition." Chu Xuan continued.

"Do things for me!"

"Yes!"