"Who are you? Why did you become what I am? ”

"What the hell are you monster? Actually turned into my appearance to deceive people? ”

Two identical young men appeared one after another, both staring at each other with deep shock and doubt on their faces. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The dust girl looked at this strange scene, although her heart was furious, but she subconsciously felt that the young man coming from across the bridge could be real.

After all, the other party's previous way of speaking is only said by the player, but it is not certain for the time being, but fortunately, there is a simplest way to judge.

The player who becomes a ghost will definitely not be able to reveal the game nickname above his head, and whoever of these two can reveal the game nickname above his head, this person must be a player, and on the contrary, the person who can't reveal the game nickname must be a ghost!

"You two can tell who's fake just by showing the game nickname!" The Dust Girl immediately suggested.

"No way!"

"No, you can't!"

The two identical young men shook their heads at the same time, rejecting the proposal of the dust girl.

"Why?" The dust girl looked puzzled.

Before the two men could reply, the drawbridge shook again, and another figure ran towards him from the darkness on the other side of the bridge.

When the other party ran closer, he took a closer look, and it was a young man, and he was exactly the same as the two beside him, no matter how he looked or dressed, and there was no difference between them.

"I'll drop a turtle, Monkey King." Mo Fan, who was watching the play on the side, couldn't help laughing.

The dust girl is not as big as Mo Fan, in this environment, she can't laugh, she only feels weird everywhere, and can't help but say: "You can still laugh, do you know which one is true?"

"I don't know." Mo Fan shook his head, quietly looked at the three people who were exactly the same, and said indifferently, "Isn't it okay to kill them all?" ”

"It's easy to say, kill a player, but 50% of the mission reward will be deducted!" The dust girl rolled her eyes.

"Look at the three of them stupidly, they don't look like a player." Mo Fan pursed his lips, and the head of the sinner immediately appeared in his hand.

The faces of the three identical young men suddenly changed drastically, and their bodies and faces began to twist like plasticine, and in a few moments, they turned into three black and strangely shaped mud balls.

The three mud balls continued to wriggle as if they had life, and finally slowly coalesced together, condensing into a blackened figure, just like a worker who had just returned from the coal mine, with no other color on his body except black.

"You ......"

"Bang!"

As soon as the black man spoke, he was smashed in the face by Mo Fan's head, and the whole face immediately sunken in like a highly malleable plasticine.

But even so, the smashed-flat mouth still opened and closed, "You ......"

"Bang!"

Mo Fan smashed his head again, and now half of the black man's head was sunken in, and his mouth was smashed.

This guy's ability to resist fighting is really strong, and it was the first time Mo Fan saw a ghost who had not died after being smashed twice by the head of a sinner.

But he didn't show mercy, holding back the hair of the skull in his hand, and preparing to deal another fatal blow to the black man.

"Wait!"

The black man hurriedly raised his hand to stop it, and when he spoke, his crooked mouth moved, which looked quite funny.

"What's wrong?" Mo Fan really stopped and asked.

"Big brother, let me finish this line!" The black man was afraid that the other party would suddenly move again, and the smashed crooked mouth squirmed as quickly as never before.

"You say." Mo Fan is quite kind, with a gentleman's smile on his face.

"You two ......"

The black man hurriedly wanted to say what he hadn't said just now, who would have thought that as soon as he said three words, he would be smashed in the face by Mo Fan again.

The black man's entire head finally reached the limit of what it could bear, and immediately exploded, splashing mud everywhere and his body falling to the ground and turning into a mess of mud.

"Hint: Congratulations on killing an Phantom and earning 300 coins!"

Bullying this kind of ghost with intelligence is obviously much more interesting than bullying that kind of stupid ghost, Mo Fan's mood is also a lot better, looking at the head of the ugly sinner in his hand, it feels a lot more pleasing to the eye.

If he hadn't gotten the sinner's head in this dungeon, he would have been in a lot of trouble, at least countless times more troublesome than the previous dungeons.

After all, although his damage is high, but with his means alone, I am afraid it is really troublesome to deal with those strange ghosts.

He is still like this, and it is conceivable that the other players in this dungeon can only be described as painful at all.

After such a long time of exploration, Mo Fan also summed up a little rule, in this dungeon, the ghosts with weaker strength can only scare and scare the player, just run away and avoid it.

Stronger goblins can also scare players, but they are more clever and can also damage or even kill players through the player's fear.

If you're a little bolder, it's okay to survive, and if you're a little timid, you're probably either scared out of the game, or you've been killed by some ghosts.

Only Mo Fan, because he accidentally obtained the head of this powerful and surprising sinner, he felt a little leisurely.

The dust girl was on the side watching Mo Fan kill the monster that seemed to be hanging so easily and leisurely, and she only felt that the other party's fame was really not blown.

Even in this kind of supernatural and terrifying-based copy, Mo Fan is still so relaxed, even if he is a dust girl, he can't help but admire it a little.

In fact, rumors have been circulating on the Internet that Mo Fan only relies on the weapon in his hand, and no weapon is waste, and the dust girl also agreed with it at the beginning.

After all, Mo Fan can have such exaggerated damage, most of it is by relying on extremely powerful weapons in his hands, and Mo Fan without weapons is estimated to be equivalent to a tiger with teeth extracted, at most a little stronger than ordinary players.

But now that she has seen Mo Fan with her own eyes, after seeing the other party's outstanding performance again and again, the dust girl only feels that what she says on the Internet is all fart, with Mo Fan's ability, whether there is that weapon or not, it is definitely an existence that ordinary players can't reach!

As soon as the dust girl remembered her embarrassment at the beginning of the copy, she compared it to the present, although she now has to endure Mo Fan's poisonous tongue from time to time.

But it was really more relaxed and leisurely than ever, and she didn't need to do almost anything, and she didn't need to think about anything.

She couldn't help but feel that it was not unreasonable for some girls in the game to like to find the great god belt.

With a great god belt, she can easily get through the dungeon and get rewards, even more than the rewards she can spend desperately trying to get through the dungeon alone.

Such a comparison really made the dust girl feel uncomfortable, and when she looked at Mo Fan again, a trace of worship rose uncontrollably in her heart.

Nothing else, this is a simple worship of the strong! (To be continued.) )