"That guy surnamed Su is really nonsense!" Tightly blocking Li Jia behind him, Wu Feng glanced at the corridor in front of him, vigilantly ready to draw his knife at any time, and turned his head from time to time to complain: "Hmph, he actually provoked the spirit body to go crazy, if you want me to say, he doesn't know what teamwork is!" ”

Li Jia, whose physical strength and physical fitness are only at the level of ordinary players, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and no longer had the strength to speak, but nodded in agreement.

However, Wu Feng obviously failed to find this at this time, and still showed a smug smile, and said to himself: "I guess you must be thinking now, since I said teamwork, why did I deliberately go in different directions with Zhu Shubing and her just now, ha, actually, there is a reason for this." ”

Although Li Jia was so tired that she couldn't walk half a step, she still hummed politely, nodded, and then gasped slightly, following Wu Feng's inconsiderate steps.

In fact, Wu Feng didn't want to hug Li Jia, he also wanted and longed for it in his heart, but to be honest, even if he was given 110,000 guts, he really didn't dare to hug him - unless he didn't plan to mix in the live world in the future, if he dared to hug him, Li Jia's group of fanatical believers would dare to blow up all his social platforms. And in the game, he will most likely have to be assassinated, assassinated, sneak attacked, and other things that are quite troublesome, and he will be hung up if he is not careful.

Fish and bear's paws, Wu Feng is a realistic person, and the results speak for themselves.

Secretly fantasizing about the scene of his princess hugging Li Jia in his heart, Wu Feng's steps became more and more brisk, walking quickly in the corridor, and at the same time said without looking back: "I actually don't want to abandon the two of them." It's just that we were each given individual tasks, and we acted together. Whoever completes the task first, there must always be a sequence. Since it's so annoying, it's better for us to do our own things, and save time for quarrels, and it's not good to ruin anyone's task. ”

"Makes sense, huh?" Wu Feng smiled proudly in front of him, his eyes casually swept over the stone carvings and oil paintings on both sides, and said smugly: "This is experience, without rich adventure experience, you can't make this kind of decision." ”

"Just like the guy surnamed Sue, this guy ......"

Suddenly. Wu Feng recalled Su Cheng, who was terrifyingly strong during the battle, he suddenly paused, put away all the words he was about to say, and said with an ugly face: "Hmph...... This guy is strong, but his thinking is still too naïve, what era is it now, is it still relying on his fists to elect the king of the mountain? No matter how strong he can play, no matter how strong he is, under this task of being aware of the game. You'd have to let someone calm and experienced get on it, or you see, he's really messing up the situation. ”

Hmph, you're not here. Lao Tzu still doesn't step on you hard? The corners of Wu Feng's mouth raised, and then he thought that he was broadcasting live now, so he immediately calmed down again.

Sneered disdainfully. Wu Feng pointed to his head, and boasted confidently: "The game "Anpoch" is ah. Brains are much more important than muscles, and that guy is young and strong. The idea that we should dominate everything in us is ridiculous in itself...... Young people are young people, stubborn, and strong-natured, but in the past, I was much better than him. ”

In fact, although Wu Feng's virtual games have not yet appeared in those years of fame and fortune, this does not prevent him from bragging hard - you know, how many people can brag about themselves in front of Li Jia "Li Yinghou"? Even if it was just to gain a reverent gaze from Li Jia's sister, Wu Feng asked himself that he had no regrets about this mission.

Walking briskly in the corridor full of artworks, Wu Feng was engrossed, leading in front of him with the appearance of a professional bodyguard. And he was also convinced that with his concentration, even if the surnamed Su came at this time, he could save Li Jia from the other party's hands and keep him unharmed.

After walking for about eight breaths, Wu Feng's eyes swept away, he suddenly stopped, and walked to the left wall suspiciously, as if he was observing a religious oil painting hanging on the wall, and said in his heart: "This painting...... The Bishop purifies demons with holy light...... How do I seem to have seen ...... there"

Approaching the oil painting solemnly, Wu Feng didn't care about the cobwebs and dust above, and rudely brushed it away with one hand, swept his eyes to the lower right corner of the painting, and said in horror: "This scorched trace!" How can it be exactly the same!? ”

"Li Jia, come and see," Wu Feng took two steps back in a row, he felt a dangerous and strange aura from all this, and the uneasy feeling rushed towards him like a wave, making his eyes wide, and exclaimed: "How can there be imitations that even burnt them?" And how could a nobleman put two identical paintings in the same corridor! ”

Wu Feng's big hand touched the charred place, as if to determine the authenticity of its traces, and at the same time shouted: "Li Jia? ”

After two consecutive calls and no response, a guess suddenly rose in Wu Feng's heart, and a cold chill instantly poured into his heart, but he still mustered up his courage and shouted again: "Li Jia? ”

Wu Feng held the hilt of the knife tightly in his hand and turned around nervously and anxiously.

The scrawny evil spirit stabbed at him with her sharp fingertips, her twisted blue skin dipped in Li Jia's still warm blood. In an instant, the chains on the evil spirit's body made a terrifying grinding sound against the ground, but its other hand still firmly grasped Li Jia's neck.

However, just as Wu Feng was exerting all his strength in his hand, and was about to draw his knife and slash out with all his strength, the faint light reflecting from the skylight suddenly flashed--

It was empty again.

Wu Feng, who was so nervous, was calm, he really didn't think that under the high degree of virtuality of "Anpoch", this kind of supernatural mission would become so terrifying. He barely resisted the urge to run, and suddenly shouted loudly into the hazy corridor behind him: "Li Jia! Are you there, answer me if you are! ”

Before his words fell, a system prompt sounded in everyone's minds: "Branch Mission [Rescue] triggered." ”

Hurriedly pulled out the task list and took a look, Wu Feng found that the main quest he had to complete had not changed, but at the bottom of the main line, there was an additional branch task marked (non-essential):

【Rescue】

The game is sacred, and no participant can voluntarily leave the game under the rules, but unfortunately, in this interesting castle, there are always some participants who will get lost in the space between spaces, which is obviously not fun, but it is inevitable.

Of course, you can try to save someone who has been lost in an unknown space, which will be quite a good reward, if you are confident that you will not be lost with her.

Rescue Participants:

Li Jia - 0/1

At this time, in the opposite direction of Wu Feng, Zhu Shubing and Chen Liu glanced at each other after looking at the branch task, and they both read horror and solemnity in each other's eyes. In fact, they did have to give the mission a high enough respect.

Although before this, they all knew that this castle would probably have other things besides the evil spirits that were lured away by Sioux City and hinder them, who would have thought that this castle was not only occupied by all kinds of monsters, but also that even the space was no longer safe, and it would make people get lost in it at any time!

"Xiaoyanagi, lean in, we'd better not get too far away from this point on." After saying this, Zhu Shubing stood with a sword in one hand, and flipped through the messy documents on the desk more quickly with the other. And Chen Liu also nervously left the bookcase not far away, as if he was afraid that he would fall into the space if he was not careful.

Soon, Zhu Shubing, who had been looking for a long time on the desk, sighed, and with a twist of his sword-wielding wrist, he had already cut open a drawer at the bottom of the desk, and took out a dilapidated notebook stained with blood, but it was obviously an important plot item.

Cautiously turning the first page of this notebook with the tip of his sword, Zhu Shubing's originally plain expression quickly became solemn. (To be continued......)