Thriller Paradise Chapter 522
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When the other side gets closer, the three finally see It’s brother pony.
At this time, the sky was full of dust and looked embarrassed. He had a silver torch in his hand, and the top of the torch was burning with a green fire.
“Eh?” Brother Ma soon saw his teammates, “it’s you. I guess it’s you when I see the light of the flashlight.”
“Nothing to do with you?” Asked Uncle fachai.
“OK, there are some monsters and traps on the way, but the loss of survival value is not great.” Heaven riding in the air to return.
After a few simple exchanges, the four turned to the direction of the sacrificial hall.
Along the way, uncle waste Chai explained the things after they met Feng unconsciously, and Tianma XingKong said their own experience. As Jue Ge speculated, the flying horses were indeed transported away during the period when the four of them were trapped. Of course, he didn’t know about the transfer, and he was confused about his sudden entrance to the temple.
As they walked, they said that they soon returned to the sacrificial hall. After stepping into the arch, you can see the spirit of seal and imitation beside the altar.
A few minutes later, the two of them are still talking, and they seem to be in a good mood
“Oh, it’s a quick return.” When Chueh saw four of his teammates, he stopped talking with the spirit of imitation and said to his companions, “I said the second one is right. Now the task is easily completed.”
“Well Since you are all here… ” The spirit of imitation glanced at the players and said, “it’s almost time for me to leave.”
“No more talking?” Asked Feng unconsciously.
“Hum Don’t think I’m a fool. I’m crazy. ” The spirit of imitation said, “I know what your calculation is. I’m just cooperating with you to make you feel at ease. ”
“Ha ha Ok… ” Feng chuckled. “Then I’m sorry for that. ”
“You don’t need to send…” When the spirit of imitation comes to this, it seems to think of something, and it immediately answers. “I think you’re a reasonable guy. You may as well give you another free advice…” It pauses, and its tone changes slightly. “If you encounter fear, you’d better run away at the first time. You human beings can’t compete with it.”
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The voice is still on. The spirit of imitation has disappeared from everyone’s eyes.
“What’s the matter?” “Trace ministry doubts a way,” it is in mystify? Fear should be its companion. Why give us such a hint? ”
“Who knows…” “Maybe the relationship between the four guards is not as simple as we think,” said uncle Fei
“Yes, the good friendship between the spirit of imitation and the hand of rubbing doesn’t mean that it is the same between the four guards.” Feng unconsciously turned to his teammates. “Moreover The duty of the guard is not to kill. It’s normal to give us a hint. ”
“Right When we were in the field of guessing boxing, if the rubbing hand succeeded in spreading us all to the ground, then when the time limit for the task is over, we will be finished collectively. ” Trace back.
“They don’t care.” Feng unconsciously replied, “system erasure is a kind of thing that only works on our players. It has nothing to do with the rules of zumo island. ” He spread out his hands. “Think about it If the purpose of the guards is to kill us, then we will have already died… ”
“Well That’s right. ” Honghu held up his glasses and said, “take the imitative soul for example. If it wants to kill us, it just took us to the bottom of the ghost swamp. Anyway, it won’t drown in it.”
“It’s all right if you don’t say it…” The trace Department hears the words, immediately hit a cold shiver, “I’m really a little afraid after saying…”
“Yes. What does the spirit of imitation mean to you just now? ” Honghu turned to brother Jue and said, “what is’ I know what you’re doing ‘?”
“Oh That… ” Feng chuckled, “ah Why do you think I have to talk to it so long? ”
“Because you two share the same vision in the field of anti humanity?” The Swan spat out a groove in time.
“It’s to prevent it from being repeated.” One side’s waste wood uncle interrupts a way.
“Pa -” Feng didn’t feel that he had a ring of fingers, and then he pointed to Uncle Chai, who had a good sense. ”
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Although it was praised. But Uncle waste Chai didn’t sound like brother Jue, he just continued to explain in a consistent tone: “if we let the spirit of imitation leave immediately after we come to the altar, this may happen It moved elsewhere in a flash, disguised as a flying horse, and then infiltrated us again. ”
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“So it is…” When Honghu heard this, he understood. His eyes glanced at brother Jue again. “You use conversation to hold him back, so as to prevent his old skill from being repeated.”
“Yes, that’s it.” Feng doesn’t feel inclined and makes a helpless expression, “but It’s time to come back. The spirit of imitation has a very high intelligence It will say, “I just cooperate with you and let you rest assured”, which shows that it has already seen through my intention. ” Brother Jue scratched his head. “Well In nine cases out of ten, NPC with high intelligence and personality accomplishment is the only data, which should be at the same level as several troublesome guys I have met before… ”
“That’s all right.” “There is a very serious problem right now, we must give priority to solve it!” he interrupted
“What’s the problem?” All the team-mates turned to him and asked in unison.
“I’m hungry.” Little brother Ma’s answer is crisp and crisp, with just three words of domineering.
The other four were all staggering and almost fell to the ground.
“As you remind me…” “It’s really nearly four hours since I entered the script,” Feng said. Even if we were in the system’s default state of “just full”, now we should feel hungry… ”
Some things just can’t stand talking. If you don’t, it’s obvious.
“Ah Suddenly I feel my legs are sore and my stomach is very hungry… ” Trace Department said, simply cross legged sat down.
“The previous physical consumption is not small…” Waste wood uncle’s hand also instinctively moved to his abdomen, “from the leech forest, to the mockery forest, then through the ghost swamp, finally into the temple I don’t know how far it is just walking. If we are in real life, we may not be able to finish this road in one day. ”
“Well There is one thing I wanted to say before, but there has been no suitable opportunity. ” “I noticed that My fitness seems to be expending much faster than in a normal script He paused. “I want to It’s also caused by the special setting of the script… ”
“Fatigue, thirst…” “I can’t help licking my lips.” the real threat seems to be coming out of the water While talking, he also sat down cross legged, and looked up to the sky and said, “brother pony, when you enter this hall, the main task has been completed?”
“Yes.” Heaven riding in the air to return.
“Well Ok… ” Feng said thoughtfully, “I guess When the next mainline task appears, there are two possibilities Either 10 minutes after “all players complete the previous task”; or 10 minutes after “the fixed time limit of the previous task”, i.e. “three hours” He breathed. “I hope it’s the latter. At least we can use the extra two hours to have a rest.”
“It’s hard to say…” “Since it’s team Nightmare mode, it’s better to plan for the worst in everything,” said Fei
“Ha ha Of course I understand. ” “That’s why I said,” I hope so… ”
“The key is food and water…” Tianma XingKong said, “sitting without eating or drinking is equal to no rest, isn’t it?”
“Well said.” “Do you have anything to eat?” Feng asked with a smile
“Ha! No! ” The horses in the sky roared back. A hero is a hero, so magnanimous and open-minded.
“Well…” Feng unconsciously shrugs his shoulders. He glances around his teammates and asks, “does anyone bring food or water?” Genius a second to remember this website www.biquga.com, the fastest updated novel website!
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