A dark shadow swept over Wen Ning's head and landed in front of her.

The black shadow's bewitching eyes fell on Wen Ning, "Are you a player?" ”

Wen Ning looked at the figure in front of her, and her expression was straight.

With long limbs, sharp eyes, and an angular face, it perfectly interprets what it means to be a stickman with clear eyebrows.

"What about you?"

The stickman's mouth moved, but it was a little stuttered like a frame drop.

Wen Ning reasonably suspected that the smooth turn of the stickman just now was already the limit of this dungeon game.

The stickman frowned, and his facial features vividly changed into the four big words "I'm angry".

Wen Ning immediately spoke up, "I'm not a player. ”

The stickman nodded, and flew into the sky with a slight bend of his knees.

Wen Ning took the opportunity to slip away and hide out of the stickman's sight, turning into a small ball of grass and quietly penetrating into the grass.

The stickman who flew into the air scratched his head and sighed: That person was weird just now!

Suddenly, the stickman reacted, where did this scene come from!

It immediately turned around and returned to where it had been, and when it found that Lemon was gone, it lowered its head and covered its face with its messy hair.

"Hahaha!"

The laughter gradually increased, and the stickman looked up and his eyes changed to the word 'horror', and suddenly there were many more 'M' lines with a thickness of 5 pounds around his body.

Its hair stood on end, "Good fellow, damn human, don't let me find you!" ”

Become a small grass fluttering in the wind and sneeze.

Who is it? Who is scolding me behind my back?

As Wen Ning's thoughts diverged, she saw someone passing by in front of her.

The man's yellow hair was extremely flowing, and his running posture was like Goku seeing the sea.

The posture of turning back three times in one step, as long as it is accompanied by tragic background music, there is a feeling of fateful reincarnation.

It's a pity, Wen Ning shook her head.

The yellow-haired boy died tragically in the last game, and this game came to play the scene of him escaping, chasing, and he couldn't fly.

Wen Ning looked at the yellow-haired boy who was being chased by his head, and shook his head silently.

At this time, a small flower dog approached and took root on Wen Ning's side.

"Tut-tut, that's a really good viewing spot."

Familiarly adjusted the temperature and lemon to retreat in small steps, it would be no good to stay by Wang Yuyu's side.

She had just taken three steps back when another dark shadow landed in front of them.

At this time, Wen Ning recognized all the three tricks that specifically found the player, the stickman, the human head, and the trick with the ears of horses, humans, beasts, and elves.

The horse grabbed a piece of grass and put it in its mouth, and it clasped its hands on its chest and said to the head chasing Huang Mao: "You really have leisure, hurry up and catch people, and go back to eat after work." ”

The horse said and glanced at the grass where Wen Ning and Wang Yu were, "Huh? ”

This soft question made Wen Ning break out in a cold sweat.

Wang Duoyu, who was still pretending to be a small flower swaying in the wind, also froze at this time, and he clearly noticed that the horse's eyes fell on him.

The horse's gaze looked at the little white flower, and he raised his hand to gradually get closer.

Wang Yu broke out in a cold sweat, and the two green leaves froze in fright.

It's over, it's over, it's over.

In the next second, the horse's hand skipped over Wang Duo.

Wen Ning, who was not far behind Wang Duoyu, cracked!

Did you find her?

In just a few seconds, Wen Ning went through all the escape methods she could think of.

As a result, the horse's hand crossed Wen Ning again and landed on the grass behind Wen Ning.

The grass was uprooted, and once again it was held in the horse's mouth.

"Well, this grass is really good."

Whew-

Wen Ning and Wang Duoyu breathed a sigh of relief.

When all the monsters had gone, Wang Duoyu twisted his head to flee when he saw a small piece of grass moving towards the rest of the place at the same speed as him.

", comrade, who are you?!"

"Guess."

As soon as he heard Wen Ning's voice, Wang Duoyu's eyes lit up, and he copied the leaf and put it on Wen Ning's shoulder and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, sure enough, fate made us meet." ”

Wen Ning knocked the leaves off in disgust, "No, you're later." ”

"Hey!" Wang was saddened.

In just four sentences, the stickman came up.

Its hair stood on end, "Found you." ”

A gloomy voice sounded, and Wen Ning stiffly looked up at the stickman.

She slumped back into her human body, picked up the ground rune paper she had obtained with the cards she had obtained and threw it at the stickman.

The stickman stiffened, and then he crossed his hands and roared, "Ha! ”

There were a few more 5-pound thick 'M's around it, and its hair stood on end again.

In this battle, Wen Ning directly visioned the Saiyan on the scene.

The yellow rune paper standing on his head temporarily holding the stickman was shaken off by this set of commotion.

"Huh!"

Wen Ning's eyes were about to pop out in surprise, "Is this okay?" ”

How else to play?

Wen Ning took out the cards in a panic, and these three cards looked outrageous.

One can only be used if you see your grandmother, one focuses on random luck, and one is tired from dancing all the time!

Beads of sweat slid down her cheeks, Wen Ning thought about it and suddenly pointed behind the stickman, "Look at the flying man!" ”

The stickman hooked his lips: "Such a clumsy way to attack the West will be believed by a fool." ”

"But ......"

Before Wen Ning finished speaking, the stickman was trampled on the ground by Huang Mao.

"Oh, it's a beautiful young lady!"

Huang Mao smiled at Wen Ning WinK, stared at the stickman under his feet suspiciously, and even slapped it three times.

"What is this thing? It looks weird. ”

Yellow fur crouched down and poked the stickman in the head three times.

Wang Yu lifted the transformation.

"Huh? How can there be a man! ”

Huang Mao's originally smiling face suddenly fell, "Hey, why didn't you save this beautiful young lady just now?" ”

As he spoke, he leaned his face to Wang Yuyu, and once again stomped his foot on the stickman's head.

"You're still not a man, are you? Okay, huh? ”

Wang is embarrassed.

"Now is not the time to question me if I can do it, it's you who are stepping on it."

Yellow Hair: ?.?

He jumped away and pointed to the stickman with three shoe prints on his head and slender limbs, "You call this a trick for me?" ”

"Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

The stickman struggled to get up from the ground, scratched his head that had been trampled on, and raised his head again.

This time, Wang Yu kicked the stickman into the air, interrupting the stickman to transform into a spell.

"Well, it's weird."

Wen Ning finally replied out loud.

She smiled softly at Huang Mao, "Thank you for saving me, but it's not good to gather here now, if other tricks come, we'll all be cold." ”

Speak of the devil.

At the moment when the stickman was kicked away, the head and horse returned to the place.

The head whistled at Wen Ning, "Yo, there's a girl!" ”

Wang Duoyu looked at Wen Ning, his eyes filled with admiration, "Next time you speak, say hello first." ”

Warm Lemon: ...... Don't think she's mocking.

Huang Mao looked left and right, and shouted, "What are you two doing?" Why are you frowning in front of my eyes! ”

Wen Ning and Wang Duoyu slapped their heads together.

(End of chapter)