God's grace (8)

The sea of flowers is fragrant and swaying slightly.

The spray of water emits a faint red color through the sunlight,

Zhang Peng carefully rummaged around the entire sea of flowers, but found no suspicious traces, he looked into the depths of the sea of flowers and raised his feet to step over.

"Wait."

Xia Lingge stopped him: "One of the rules is not to step into the sea of flowers. ”

Zhang Peng frowned: "Then how can I be sure if you threw something into the sea of flowers." ”

Xia Lingge looked at him with the eyes of a fool: "The rules say that you are not allowed to trample on the sea of flowers, do I have to take that risk to throw books?" ”

Zhang Peng was choked by the question, and the rest of the people also looked at him with mocking eyes, he felt embarrassed to rummage through the movements harder, his eyes fell to the fountain not far away, Si Cheng's gaze turned to Xia Lingge, Xia Lingge's expression was indifferent, signaling not to panic.

The nozzle holes of the fountain had already been entangled by various pipes, Zhang Peng leaned in half of his body, and pulled off several thin pipes back and forth, "Ahhhh He held the pipe in his hand and threw it to the ground as if venting, "There is no here, there is no there, can those two books grow wings and fly!" ”

The rest of the people who were watching the excitement next to him suddenly took two steps back in horror, Zhang Peng looked at his feet and found that the roots like worms were slowly climbing towards him, burrowing into the skin and starting to suck blood, Zhang Peng stepped on it with his feet and sucked it with his hands, but once the skin touched those roots and dredged up like parasites, he was scared and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, the sharp knife light flashed in the arc, Xia Lingge cut off the roots that were wrapped around Zhang Peng's body, and the neat figure made the eyes of the young man in the cap who had nothing to do with himself light up, and Si Cheng was not idle and hurriedly reinserted the tube and let the water spray out.

But those roots are clearly not satisfied.

Xia Lingge untied the bandage wrapped around his palm, pinched the wound, and dripped a few drops of blood.

"Satisfied?"

She opened her mouth to smell Zhang Peng, and Si Cheng tore off the clean strip of cloth again to bandage her wound.

Zhang Peng's face was ugly and he got up. Xia Lingge stopped him: "You just said that you lost two books, right?" ”

"Two copies." Zhang Peng replied: "I don't know which Wang Ba calf wants to kill Lao Tzu." ”

That's not normal,

She only took one book of the story of the gods, how could she lose two......

"Do you have any clues about the [Mutineer]?"

Zhang Peng's footsteps slammed, and the gaze that shot at her was vicious: "You mean that someone has started to act." ”

Finding the [Renegine] is their player's task, so will someone who is a [Renegine] also have a special mission to complete?

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the players who could have stood together to watch the excitement unconsciously distanced themselves from the people around them, and their eyes became more and more strange.

"If that's really ......"

Zhang Peng stroked the hideous scar on his face, his eyes were fierce and suddenly dragged Bai Xi slammed on her head, and a red talisman spread on Bai Xi's face.

Bai Xi curled up on the ground in pain, Zhang Peng was obviously uncomfortable, but his gloomy eyes showed arrogant pleasure, but the positions of Bai Xi and Zhang Peng were reversed.

"You ......"

Bai Xi's eyes checked the dial information in horror, Zhang Peng took back the [prop] and snorted coldly, raised his foot and kicked her aside, "Aren't you happy to change to a more relaxed position?" He glanced at everyone, "Whoever among you is a [mutineer], listen to Grandpa, don't let me catch it, otherwise it won't be as simple as burning a [Confession]." ”