Chen Nianzu laughed a few times, first jumped out of the cemetery, and then beckoned his companion who was still stunned, and said: "Let's go, this is the time to fight for IQ, follow me if you are not afraid of death." ”

Chen Nianzu has a conjecture, but it still needs to be verified, and the verification can only enter the copy again, and the end of failure is to die back to the cemetery for the second time.

The little wolf king must be skeptical of Chen Nianzu, but the underage Lori has always regarded her big brother as a hero of the world, and there is no problem that cannot be solved, Butterfly Dance belongs to the nanny type where her sister is, and the little bone who was promoted from the second child of the cannon fodder regiment to the commander of the light pole is still rubbing her skull, and she doesn't have to think about it in terms of IQ.

A skeleton that plucks off its skull to play when it's okay, what can you expect it to have a constructive idea?

Thinking of this, the little wolf king lowered his head and sighed, it seems that the dog-headed military master is in this team, covering the sky with one hand, and he still hasn't been able to escape from his clutches, even if he is sent to death this time, he must go!

The little wolf king, who had a mortal mentality, had a tragic feeling, hung in the team, and followed into the blood-colored dungeon. Fortunately, because everyone died once, the system defaulted to the fact that there was a team in the mission, otherwise so many players would have come to fight in groups every day, and another group of teams would have been changed in the dungeon to witness the terrifying scene of the earth-shattering ghosts and gods.

Seeing that Chen Nianzu and the others did not hurry to enter the dungeon, followed by a dejected wolf, the players who were reminded not to enter the blood-colored dungeon looked at each other, and had the brain to sniff out a trace of wrongness, and the simple head was like thunder and directly reported the bug to the game GM. What's more, I've already gone to the player forum to open a post fishing experience, and I'll die if I don't water for a day.

Chen Nianzu entered the dungeon, but he didn't dare to take a step, for fear that the monster closest to him would take off a shaman's uniform, pick up his weapon and come up desperately, and then follow hundreds of crazy companions.

The entrance is only so big, and Butterfly Dance has already attached her chest to Chen Nianzu's back when she comes in the second time, and when Shangguan Xiaoxian, skeletons, and wild wolves squeeze in, Butterfly Dance feels that she is about to merge with Chen Nianzu, and the two buds on her chest have a strange feeling because of friction.

By feeling, the two-point protrusions that were stuck to the back were at least a few rounds larger, and they rose from small mung beans to small grapes. Chen Nianzu twisted his back comfortably, and shamelessly took advantage of the danger of others.

Butterfly Dance's little face suddenly turned red, Shangguan Xiaoxian was small, and the giant axe occupied a large area, sticking to Butterfly Dance's back and squeezing forward desperately, trying to make room for his weapon. As for the little wolf, they were all about to be crushed into a brick, square, and the stomach that was forcibly pushed up hurt and caused them to grin. Looking at the small skeleton, there is no flesh and no clothes, only a very small gap is enough to stand, but you can't take off the skull and narcissist.

Taking advantage of enough, Chen Nianzu finally remembered what he was doing here.

"Little wolf king, go up, slowly move up and bite a mouse back, remember not to bite to death, be gentle with it, don't bite its skin." Chen Nianzu's words are inexplicable, but the jishu content is not low.

The little wolf king moved up hard, and he almost took three steps backwards, and was trampled to death by a bunch of humanoid monsters, which was very miserable.

The torches planted in the walls of the cloister continued all night, and the sound of "zizi" was particularly piercing in this quiet cloister, and everyone's hearts went up and down with the sound, and they felt extremely bad.

Don't look at the big size, but the movement is very light, the little wolf king finally completed the task with sweat, and the mouse that came back gently seemed to be frightened and fainted when it was put into his mouth, and when Chen Nianzu grabbed the tail of the mouse, the mouse seemed to wake up, and he wanted to scream when he opened his mouth.

Chen Nianzu's left hand, which had been prepared and opened a long time ago, quickly pinched it, and closed its mouth tightly before the squeaky scream could come out.

"Get a knife out, a pencil sharpener." Chen Nianzu looked at Butterfly Dance.

Among the crowd, the little bone seemed to have no place to hide the knife, although the bone knife in his hand was extremely powerful, but in Chen Nianzu's hand, it was extremely blunt, and it was useless at all. The little wolf king's fangs are useful, but they are its treasures, and they cannot be easily touched. Shangguan Xiaoxian's huge battle axe has already made his attitude clear, and I, Shangguan Xiaoxian, disdain to use miniature knives. It seems that only Butterfly Dance, who is a tailor, may also hide some tailor's knives.

Butterfly Dance took out a tailor's knife slightly larger than a pencil sharpener in her arms, and asked, "Is this okay?" ”

Chen Nianzu took the knife and gestured on the belly of the mouse for a while, "God help me!" It will not go down with a knife and directly insert the dead mouse, and it can be micro-operated, which is simply tailor-made. ”

Butterfly Dance's knife was obviously not tailor-made for rats, and when he heard Chen Nianzu's words, his face was suddenly full of doubts.

It's just that in the next second, Butterfly Dance, Shangguan Xiaoxian, and Little Wolf King almost vomited out the overnight meal when they saw the "micro-" that Chen Nianzu said. As for the small bones, they all said that they had no stomach, so of course they wouldn't vomit.

Chen Nianzu pinched the mouse's mouth with one hand, pushed it against the wall of the corridor, and then held the knife and slashed it at its belly.

Is this a show of torture?

The force of the fork was very strong, and the knife stabbed the mouse directly through the stomach, pressing it against the wall.

Then Chen Nianzu continued to pinch the mouse's mouth, so that it couldn't squeak and scream, and beckoned to the little bones who were stunned on the side: "Good, come here." ”

The small bones were summoned, and Chen Nianzu's words were the holy decree. Little Bone obediently walked up to him.

Chen Nianzu continued: "Do you know how to peel the skin? Follow the stomach of the mouse and slowly scrape it off with a knife. ”

Little Bone obediently grips the hilt.

Now is the time!

Chen Nianzu suddenly let go of the mouse's mouth, and then quickly squeezed it again. A short squeak went out as soon as it sounded, and this little sound, I almost didn't even hear the butterfly dance on the side, but it seemed that there was such a voice in my mind, but I couldn't be sure.

It doesn't matter if you hear Butterfly Dance or not, the most important thing is that the closest shaman monster to everyone can hear it!

Sure enough, the priest closest to everyone quickly turned his head, and when he saw everyone, he rushed forward without saying a word.

The little wolf king was startled, even though he knew that he couldn't leave the dungeon after attracting hatred, he still instinctively retreated backwards, the farther away from these terrifying shamans, the better.

It's just that the little wolf king's jaw dropped in surprise that there was no group running this time, only one!

"Hey, it worked!" If it weren't for the situation, Chen Nianzu almost jumped up to celebrate that his whimsical judgment was correct.

The small bones have the strongest defense, which can withstand for a while and a half, and if you add the treatment of Butterfly Dance, this time period will be longer, and it can be used as a meat shield.

There are only small bones in the eyes of the shaman who rushed, which proves that there is absolute hatred, and it can make Shangguan Xiaoxian feel at ease.

Meat shield, absolute hatred, two conditions are met.

And attracting a single monster and breaking the chain of hatred is entirely because of Chen Nianzu's whims.

Although the rat belongs to the middle and lower layers of the food chain, it is also a living thing, a living thing. The cloister is full of humanoid monsters, whether they are melee monsters with spears or ranged monsters with wands, all dressed in shaman's clothing.

It is understandable that the long-range shaman costume is loose, but as a melee fight, such a costume is obviously not conducive to 100% combat effectiveness. However, the humanoid monsters in this corridor are all dressed like this, and there can only be one explanation.

They were all fanatical religious elements.

Although Chen Nianzu doesn't know which branch of religion they belong to, they can be called religions, and the banner on the surface must be to save the world from fire and water, and any life has the value of their existence and is inviolable.

As a living entity, the rat meets the conditions for fanatics to teach, and now Chen Nianzu grabs a rat to abuse, how can a fanatic not be in a hurry?

When you see a lifecreature that needs to be rescued, you must rush to it!

That's the only way to break the chain of hatred!