The two black crows turned their heads to question each other, and they saw each other holding a human with a weapon in front of them.

"Autumn bean sacks!"

The demon spoke, and Wen Ning didn't hear the dagger in his hand ready to understand the Pope, and a sound sounded in his ears.

"Welcome to the third round of the Black Crow Roundtable Storytelling, please sit back in place for the Black Crow who left its place."

Wen Ning's arm was stopped by an unknown force, and seeing that the dagger was about to stab a black crow to death, she was unwilling to exert force, and as a result, her arm moved.

Wen Ning raised her eyes to look at Zhu Buping, and stopped when she saw that the other party was the same.

[Skill Card: Dagger Uses 8/10]

Xiaowei's voice sounded in her ears, and Wen Ning lowered her eyes and sat back in her position.

Wasting a skill card in vain, she hates!

"This story solitaire is led by me."

"Who?"

Zhang San asked aloud.

"Me!"

Another bang.

"Who?"

Wen Ning was also puzzled.

"It's me!"

Wen Ning followed the sound and noticed that a black crow had come out of under the dissipated magician's coat.

A closer look reveals that the crow's neck has been pinched.

Wen Ning recalled the magician's operation before he died, and said, "Yo, are you still alive?" ”

The black crow rose into the air and gave Wen Ning a flying kick, "Please don't me off. ”

It fluttered its wings and stood on the ruins of the collapsed round table, raised its wings proudly and opened its mouth and said: "My acting fool this year has been karma, and the second temporary agent has been karma, you are the most perverted members I have ever bred!" ”

The black crow's red eyes turned to see Zhu Buping move, and it took off and landed on the queen's shoulder, and the peachwood sword replaced it and stuck straight on the ruins.

The black crow stretched out its wings and pointed at Zhu Buping, and a hurricane blew, destroying the peachwood sword and directly cutting off Zhu Buping's right ear.

"Don't try to beat my mind, it's just a little warning."

Saying that, the black crow jumped and landed in front of Li Tingting, its dark red pupils reflected the other party's shrunken figure, and suddenly flew into the air and made a call.

"The third round of the Black Crow Round Table Story will prohibit the use of all external forces, and the characters must be set up, and the third round of the week will officially begin, and the evil ghosts will be invited to start, and then the Black Crow Solitaire will be randomly selected."

The pitch-black feathers fell in front of Li Tingting's eyes.

"You're a powerless girl, you're coming home from school alone for some reason, you're walking on the road and you feel someone following you behind you, you pretend to look back inadvertently and see a man with a black hat, you ......"

The ghost story ends, and the crow hovering in the air lands on Zhang San's hat.

"It's up to you, outlaw!"

Zhang San was involved in the plot, and he walked home slowly along the plot.

The sun gradually set on the horizon, the sky was crimson, the cool breeze was blowing, and Zhang Sanyi was shivering.

He glanced at his clothes, the track and field team's special two-point pants, showing his legs, no wonder it was so cold.

After only a few steps, Zhang San felt that there was a gaze like a mouse in the gutter staring at him, he would take a look, see the sneaky figure behind him, and decided to give the other party a look.

He gritted his teeth and clenched his bag.

Quietly took out the card and threw it, and the card fell gorgeously, and there was no movement at all.

Zhang San is shocked, it really can't be used?!

That crow play really?!

He picked up the card and took the opportunity to peek at the person who was still following behind him, and was in a cold sweat when he saw that the person was still following.

Cards can't be used, and most of the characters can't collapse.

He's really a weak and beautiful girl who can't be restrained now!

Like the dog of the person behind him, Zhang Sanxin, who was wearing a cap, took off his cap to reveal a Mediterranean hairstyle.

I won't follow it anymore!

As a result, after not taking a few steps, Zhang San found that the other party was still following.

Is it robbery?

He hurriedly threw away his schoolbag and fled in frenzy.

At the end of the plot, Zhang San returned to the story meeting, and he held the card with a solemn expression.

"Karma—the king will take over the story!"

"You fled in a hurry, and after a long time you stopped to catch your breath, looked behind you and saw that the man was gone, you thought it was safe, and you relaxed and continued to walk towards home, passing by the river on the way, and suddenly someone rushed from behind you and pushed you into the river."

"The King's story is over, Wintonie Solitaire!"

As soon as Wen Ning entered the plot, a large amount of river water poured into his nose, and his eyes couldn't be opened by the water fan.

She can swim, and in an instant she successfully saves herself from the river and exhales.

At the moment of emergence, Wen Ning saw the person who pushed her into the river.

The man was wearing a suit and leather shoes and carrying a briefcase like a social elite, he looked down at his watch, and at the moment when the other party looked up, Wen Ning quickly judged, pretending to be drowning and gradually sinking into the river.

After waiting for a while, Wen Ning crawled out of the river.

She lay on the shore gasping for breath, rested for less than half a minute, and fled the scene wet.

This place is not to stay for long!

She had just left when she was popped out of the plot.

Wen Ning's expression was as uncomfortable as constipation, and she raised her middle finger at the crows hovering above.

The black crow glanced at her and opened his mouth to say, "Next the Pope will take the story!" ”

"You fled the scene and managed to return to the community. You think you're safe, and you're just about to unlock and go home, when footsteps come from behind you, and you look back at the person you just saw, squatting in front of your house waiting for you. ”

"The Pope's story is over, and then please ask Li Tingting to pick up the story!"

Li Tingting, who entered the plot, looked at the man in her hand and was so frightened that she wanted to escape, but the man grabbed the ponytail and pulled it back.

Li Tingting let out a pain when her hair was pulled, and her hand scratched the man's arm, "Put... Let me go! ”

The man stabbed her directly from behind, Li Tingting's eyes widened, and before she could speak, she was stabbed again.

Blood spilled from her mouth, and she barely managed to squeeze out a sentence "End of story." ”

Li Tingting, who bounced out on her own, had a knife wound on her body and died on the chair.

"Grass!"

Zhang San was instantly furious, "You did it on purpose!" ”

"Quack Quack - the story continues, the story has not ended, who will take the story next?"

The black crow smiled rampantly, and its dark red eyes scanned back and forth between Wen Ning and Zhu Buping, as if it was measuring who would die first.

Zhu Buping raised his head to look at it, and the peachwood sword card in his hand made the black crow jealous.

It threatens it silently.

Just because you can't use it in a story doesn't mean you can't use it outside of a story.

Between the two of them, the black crow chose to send Wen Ning to death!

"Wintonie keep picking!"

"Sister Ning!" Zhang San rushed towards Wen Ning quickly, but he pounced.

Wen Ning, who entered the second week of the plot, was smiling madly at the bloodshed buff that was stabbed twice.

She reached out and grabbed the blade behind her hard, forcing her to turn around and face the killer.

The killer was obviously frightened, but soon he stabbed him harder.

Wen Ning's powerless character and excessive blood loss caused her to be stabbed in the abdomen.

The vision in front of me gradually blurred.