Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 593 Rose Festival 22
When He Xiaoman was about to fight Zhi Rose, he found a cunning flash in the eyes of the strong and strong man. If he hadn't been pretending to be an indifferent NPC beforehand, He Xiaoman would have almost fallen into the trap.

Could it be that he wanted to take advantage of Zhimeigui's resentment towards He Xiaoman, and wanted to see what punishment would be after attacking an NPC?
Should be about the same.

So Su Xiangjun, who has always been kind and helpful, chose to sit on the sidelines this time, without even pretending to persuade him.

Counting Yan Binghuan, a total of four players died, but several people said that a total of eleven people died, that is to say, seven of them were NPCs. According to the rules, players cannot attack and harm NPCs, so how did these seven people die? of? NPCs can kill each other?Or is it that someone has completely turned into the Queen of Roses and is therefore sentenced to death?

Just like just now, the strong and strong man is very happy to see the immediate battle between himself and the paper rose?

He Xiaoman wanted to see if there were any clues in the room of the seven NPCs, and then remembered that Feng Che had told her not to come out of the room today, so it was better to go back to the room after thinking about it.

Turn on the TV casually, and the morning news of the provincial TV broadcasted that the Rose Festival in Rose Town is about to start. The host interviewed a few tourists on the street, all of them were beaming, and gave some shots on Rose Street and various parts of the manor , the open-air stage set up at Cross Street, the main event, has begun to take shape. A large rose card is used as the background wall. It is said that it is filled with 99 ordinary roses and 99 rose queens.

"Rose Town Rose Festival, roses are hand in hand. I believe that in such a romantic and beautiful atmosphere, everyone can reap long-lasting love!" The host smiled and switched to other news.

The host had a formulaic smile, and he didn't know whether the TV station hadn't received the news about these tragedies or was whitewashing the peace. Anyway, there was no mention of the death in Rose Town in the morning news.

The news was fixed in the background wall filled with roses, and the sea of ​​bright red flowers was dotted with countless gypsophila stars. The beauty is really beautiful, but in such overwhelming roses, what He Xiaoman can feel is only suffocation and stench.

He Xiaoman was very worried. When she left the mission for a week, her nose might be pickled by the stench and rose fragrance.

She froze all of a sudden.

wrong!

This stench is not imaginary, but... right outside her door!

What the hell!

He Xiaoman's hairs stood on end all at once, "Comrade rot, it's broad daylight now, do you have the nerve to go out for a stroll?"
And why do you have to rest your roaming little feet in front of my old lady's door when you don't go anywhere?
"Bang bang bang!" The door was knocked three times moderately, and He Xiaoman's heart also jumped three times following the "thump, boom, boom".

This is not the best rhythm for her to follow Feng Che, and Feng Che will not come so early, he has his affairs to be busy.

He Xiaoman ignored it.

"Bang bang bang" three more knocks on the door.

He Xiaoman continued to play dead.

The slapping sounds became louder and louder, and the people inside were determined not to give up until they came out to open the door.

Hehe, when I open the door, my head squeezes the door. If you have the strength, knock on the door hard. If you can annoy me, He Xiaoman, to go out and open the door for you, I will lose.

In the morning, the TV station was basically monopolized by cartoons and news bombardment. He Xiaoman turned to a station that was playing the opening song of a certain sheep movie. She turned up the volume and lay leisurely on the bed with one knee bent and the other resting on it to beat the beat.

Knock if you have the ability, hey, anyway, my old lady is now the heir of deafness.

Finally someone next door couldn't take it anymore, a man came out to open the door cursing: "Nervous... Hey, no one? Which idiot knocks on the door because he has nothing to do? He's sick!"

The stench subsides.

He Xiaoman felt a little guilty.

I'm careless, I'm sorry she didn't expect it to disturb the people.

It seems that she also needs to pay attention, picking eyes is risky, and onlookers need to be cautious.

He Xiaoman suddenly realized that being able to smell the stench seems to be a good thing. Although He Xiaoman would not come out to open the door hastily even if he didn't have this nauseous smell, but this smell is already a warning of the infestation of rot. .

Although the taste is a bit difficult to describe in a word, the practicality cannot be ignored.

Sure enough, there is true fragrance everywhere in life.

This is... playing poker early in the morning?And it's still a heavy mouth of human, ghost and unrequited love?

The door was knocked again, twice, three times, twice, He Xiaoman raised his nose and sniffed, but there was no strong rancid smell.

At this time, the knock on the door, which had stopped for a moment outside, sounded again, and it was still two, three, and two.

He Xiaoman walked to the door and asked, "Who?"

"I!"

This is the most thoughtless dialogue in the world, but almost every family has staged it.

It was Feng Che.

She quickly opened the door and let Feng Che in.

He looked at He Xiaoman nervously: "Are you all right?"

"you mean?"

The male's slightly suppressed cry of pain came, and Feng Che's face suddenly became colorful.

"Fufu, you can come out during the day, so I ran over to find you right away."

His chest was still heaving and heaving, obviously rushing all the way here in a hurry.

He Xiaoman saw that his dark blue sneakers and pants legs were wet, raised his eyebrows and gave him a questioning expression.

"I went to check several rose manors, and I didn't see a rose queen. Our guess is correct."

The next door was still tossing, Feng Che saw that He Xiaoman seemed to be listening attentively, and suddenly his face became a little ugly: "Kids, listen to something healthy."

Three black lines hang down from the corners of He Xiaoman's forehead, classmate, we are the same age and I am about to turn [-].

"Why listen to them?" Probably the voice from the next door was getting more and more excessive. In order to ease the embarrassment, Feng Che, who was forced to listen to the wall, began to run the train with his mouth full.

"Hehe, I'm a little kid, and I want to hear something healthy."

Feng Che ignored He Xiaoman, but told a very greasy joke: "I can lie in bed all day without eating or drinking."

"Well, since you can lie down without eating or drinking for a whole day, don't eat noodles today."

Feng Che really wanted to slap himself in the face and call you a bitch!

"Sister Man, I was wrong!"

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Looking at He Xiaoman's face, Feng Che knew what her main idea was expressed by her silence at the moment, and suddenly wept unscrupulously: "Sister Man, Aunt Man, Ancestor Man, enjoy a bowl of noodles, you are my only hope to survive what!"

He Xiaoman felt that Feng Che should be at the bottom of the leaderboard in his heart, this guy is too immoral.

Feng Che, who was trying his best to eat the lobster noodles, said: "Brother's integrity has been changed to eat noodles."

It's a pity that today is destined to not be able to eat well. Feng Che's lobster claws have not been finished yet, and a rancid stench with a bloody smell floods the olfactory systems of the two of them!
(End of this chapter)