Su Bai sat by the pond, it was dark at this time, he was like a lonely night watchman,

It's boring,

It's also boring,

Because Su Bai doesn't know how long he wants to stay here, and, in a certain sense, since the radio has done something to define the "3 hours" time and extended this time correspondingly, then the radio will definitely make great restrictions on you in this story world. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Otherwise, in such a long period of time, Su Bai could go to the demon cave to hunt monsters, or go treasure hunting at the Taoist mountain gate, and push the natives in this story world all the way, what to rob and what to take, this story world suitable for low-level listeners like Xun'er to let Su Bai in, which is basically equivalent to sending a tiger into the sheepfold.

But obviously, Su Bai didn't talk about mutton now, he didn't even smell the smell of mutton, the pond was very clean, but there was not a single fish, and he couldn't catch a fish and grill it.

Fortunately, if you don't eat for the time being, it doesn't have a big impact on Su Bai, the glass frame used to cover you and keep pumping out the vitality inside, Su Bai has experienced such an environment, and now this environment, although it restricts your freedom, is already quite friendly.

It's just that Su Bai has a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart, that is, his strength is still too high compared to an audience at Xun'er's level.

It's impossible for the broadcaster to set himself directly as the final boss, so they are almost incomprehensible to Xun'er, but if you follow this line of thought, what if the broadcast wants to set itself up as an NPC boss?

Then, the radio should weaken its own strength, weaken its own strength a little, or simply seriously injure itself, let its strength fall, and fall to the level that can be defeated under the "unity" and "sincere cooperation" of the listeners of the level of Xun'er.

In short, there are many ways to do this, and there are many possibilities, and it depends on how the broadcast decides how to choose.

In the yard, there are actually houses, but Su Bai tried before, the doors and windows here are closed, even if you smash them with your fists, you can't open them, here, it's really the same as confinement, you don't even have the right to vent.

However, just as the moon hangs at the top, layers of white mist begin to rise in all the rooms here, and these white mist slowly converge into the pond and melt when encountered, creating a feeling of "fairyland ethereal".

What's going on here?

Su Bai stood up, walked to the door of a room, and stretched out his hand, but the hand stopped in midair.

Damn it

It can't be intentional on the air, right?

If I had been sitting here admiring the moon in a daze, how could it have a chance to seriously injure myself?

At this thought, Su Bai took two steps back.

depend on

Lao Tzu is still a reward, and it doesn't belong to my story world, I don't follow your mind, can you really punish my normal audience?

If it is the story world he has entered, there are some conventional rules, Su Bai must abide by them, which is a tacit understanding between the listener and the broadcast.

It's just that now, Su Bai came in with a "reward", and Su Bai really didn't believe that the radio would knead him as a normal listener, otherwise this reward would have become a joke.

However, although Su Bai did not open the door, all the doors and windows opened automatically at this time, making a "squeak" friction sound;

Su Bai stood at the door, watching the mist blowing on his body, the mist was not poisonous or tasteless, and it seemed very pure.

It's just that, soon, there was a sound of sheng flute in the room, and a piece of simple and heavy music sounded from inside.

Su Bai didn't know much about music, especially this kind of classical music, so he naturally didn't know what kind of music was playing in it, but as the music rose, black clouds gradually condensed in the sky, covering the moon.

"Click......"

"Click......"

"Click......"

A crisp grinding sound came from inside the room.

Su Bai's face also showed a dignified color, because not only the sound, but also the originally pure white mist began to seep out a inky black at this time.

"Sonorous ......"

It was the sound of the collision of armor pieces, and faintly, there was the collision of the blade and the scabbard.

At this time, Su Bai suddenly thought of a possibility, a very obscene and trivial possibility, but it was very in line with the aesthetics of broadcasting.

Damn it

Maybe the people didn't intend to make themselves the final quest NPC, but instead used themselves as a whetstone.

There is already a corpse in it, and there is obviously a big zongzi to come out, but this big zongzi is likely to be incomprehensible to an audience of Xun'er's level, so Su Bai is needed to seriously injure him.

Seriously injuring him, or Su Bai being seriously injured, and randomly picking a suitable NPC to come out as the final task, for broadcasting, it makes no difference.

But it made Su Bai a little unacceptable in his heart, but then, Su Bai realized a problem again, when he was in Tianjin, the young firefighter, his father, was next to him, but he watched the explosion happen, and saw that his son was likely to die here, but he didn't go up to save him, but waited for Su Bai to pass by and make a move, and finally accepted Su Bai's favor, which was regarded as an open face to Su Bai in the world of punishment stories.

Yourself, is it because you are too deliberate?

Holding a reward for broadcasting, but deliberately wanting to come in and upset the balance in the world of radio stories?

If the broadcast determines that this is the case, then the so-called reward may no longer be a reward;

It's like a general in ancient times who won the gold medal given by the emperor to avoid death, but because of this, he deliberately took the gold medal to the emperor's harem to do nonsense, do you think he will not die in the end?

But now it seems that the broadcast is just punishing itself, only against himself, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

With such an idea, Su Bai didn't bother with anything anymore, waved his hand to disperse the black fog in front of him, and took the initiative to enter the room inside.

As a result, as soon as one foot stepped in, a salty and smelly smell of fishy wind immediately hit the face.

Su Bai's figure immediately withdrew, but he was still grabbed by his shoulders by two hands with long nails.

"Roar!"

A low roar similar to that of a beast came from inside, and at the same time, the other party's arms also carried a strong force, and it seemed that he was planning to pull Su Bai directly in.

This action,

This posture,

This step,

Su Bai is really familiar, the next moment, the other party is estimated to be biting at the soft flesh on his neck, whether it is a zombie or a blood clan, in fact, there is a habit, that is, from the position of the neck of a living person is actually the most comfortable and enjoyable.

"Bang!"

Su Bai raised his hands and grabbed the other party's arms, his legs were slightly bent, and his center of gravity was pressed down.

Time

Su Bai and the unknown zombies in the black fog formed an evenly matched stalemate.

But then, the other party suddenly retracted his strength and rushed directly towards Su Bai, Su Bai was unexpected, so he had to be pushed backwards by it.

The other party's figure also appeared from the black mist, it turned out to be a zombie wearing a royal robe, the zombie's complexion was very white and white, but this should not be his natural skin color, it is estimated that it is the posthumous makeup, which is covered with layers of thick white powder.

"Puff ......"

Su Bai and the zombie in the imperial robe fell into the pond together, the water in the pond was very cold, but the bodies of the two people were even more icy.

This zombie seemed to be overly hungry and thirsty, and kept trying to press Su Bai under him and gnaw Su Bai's flesh and blood, but with Su Bai's physical strength, he could only keep stalemate with him, and he couldn't get rid of him.

Finally, Su Bai deliberately sold the other party a gap, when the other party directly lowered his head and gnawed over, Su Bai strangled the other party's neck with both hands, and the whole person turned up and down, although the body has the resistance of the water flow in the pond, but the physical strength of the two sides has long been not to say that a small water flow resistance can be offset.

Su Bai strangled the other party with both arms, bent down and exerted force at the waist, suddenly reversed, and broke his shoulders fiercely!

"Bang!"

The zombie was thrown directly onto the shore by Su Bai, and his body slashed across the floor tiles, rubbing a string of sparks.

It's just that the other party immediately bounced up again, and continued to pounce on Su Bai, Su Bai's figure quickly retreated, and he went ashore from the other side, with a pond between the two sides.

", it's like a kraft candy. Su Bai took a sip, a person with a special identity will become a zombie after death, and its horror will rise sharply, this person is still wearing a dragon robe, it is estimated that it should be a certain emperor of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the guy who sat on the dragon chair before his death, his body was inevitably contaminated with Ziwei's true qi, and once the corpse changes after death, it is simply a BUG.

In the fight just now, Su Bai didn't spare his hand at all, and all the heavy punches and heavy blows beckoned to this zombie, but the other party was really rough and thick like Su Bai had never seen before, and he completely ate his own attack raw, but he didn't have much reaction and damage at all.

The other party began to jump towards Su Bai, his speed was very fast, and he could still pop out of the afterimage in the air, and almost instantly came to Su Bai again, and pounced directly on Su Bai.

"Boom!"

The two physically powerful men pressed together again, and the other party's fishy mouth was facing Su Bai's face, and I don't know if it was the water in the pond or the saliva that kept dripping down.

This time, the distance was closer, and the water in the pond had washed away, and the makeup on the other party's face was gone, revealing a face full of pockmarks, and this pockmarked was not born at first glance, it should be a residual disease.

At this moment, Su Bai could finally guess the true identity of this zombie, and immediately, Su Bai's body quickly cringed and ossified, completely switching to a zombie state.

The other party's movements suddenly froze, as if he didn't understand why the food in front of him suddenly became his own kind.

"Xuan Ye?" Su Bai shouted tentatively.