Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 606 Rose Festival 35
There are two girls in the room, the one with short hair is named Qiao Ya, the one with long hair is named Ji Zijun, both of them are players.

It feels like the above is nonsense, no matter how smart an NPC is, they will not have such a mind.

Don’t you see that there are many nervous NPCs who are still laughing and joking every day, shopping and eating on Rose Long Street, or they are strategically visiting various stores every day to check in at Aijia, just to get two free gifts every day, and they don’t know them at all. Not only can't take any of them with me, but I also have to leave my life behind.

The atmosphere of the four people in the room is quite harmonious. Everyone came to this room to take refuge. Although it was not a very happy beginning, it was not very unpleasant. It was just a lot of creatures who didn't want He Xiaoman and the others to come in. Instinctive sense of territoriality, plus many people may increase unnecessary danger, He Xiaoman and Feng Che expressed their understanding on this.

After brief self-introductions to each other, the two girls raced against time to lie down in the bed. This bed was timed.

Sure enough, everything was stolen.

Lying on the soft bed with the scent of roses, while the other two can only sit in front of the coffee table, I have to say that there is also a little bit of luck.

The only unsatisfactory thing is that Yang Duanduan, a vegetative person, is not far away. She just opened her mouth wide and exhaled the fragrance in such a terrifying way, and stared at them with a pair of eyes full of anger.

Feng Che was rambling on to He Xiaoman about the arrangements for the second half of the night.

When there are outsiders around, he will not call out the hammer unless it is necessary. After midnight, he will enter the weakening period for a full five hours. Feng Che tried his best to pretend nothing had happened, but in order not to make the two women suspicious, he Xiaoman also wants to lie on the bed together.

Otherwise, it would be too abnormal for the two people together to be men resting on the bed.

He Xiaoman calmly nodded slightly to express his second opinion.

The night grows stronger, deeper and stronger.

This is the moment when the rots came out to use their scent to kill He Xiaoman. Of course, compared with their methods of killing other people, being stinky to death is already a happy ending.

Various strange sounds and strange activities in the hotel also began to be arranged one by one.

The four people in room 307 have entered the check-in procedure.

It stands to reason that there are two next to you when you sleep... three people are not used to visiting, but after a long time of tossing and turning on the bed, the strong psychological quality finally overcomes the discomfort of viewing, and the breathing gradually becomes even.

He Xiaoman curled up his legs and forced himself into the big armchair. Although it was not very comfortable, it was better than sitting rigidly all the time.

Feng Che on one side was in more pain. The big armchair couldn't accommodate his height of 185 and his long legs, so he had no choice but to put part of his long legs that had nowhere to rest on the coffee table, and fell into a dozed sleep aggrieved.

Coarse or thin breathing sounds one after another in the small single room, and now four people sleep one person... Half a person visits, the body becomes a beauty bottle, and the arms and legs are stretched into branches. Yang Duanduan can only be regarded as half a person.

At this moment, her mission has been judged to have failed, but because of the particularity of this dungeon, she is forbidden to leave the game world, and she still has to enjoy this extremely sour vegetative state.

She tried her best to stretch the branches and leaves to get close to the outermost Feng Che, wanting to pierce her thorns into his skin and absorb the fresh flesh and blood from his body.

Anyway, she is already dead now, and the most tragic ending is nothing more than this. Why do these people still eat and sleep well, and come to disturb her public execution and watch her in distress?
One piece, two pieces, one inch, two inches, the newly grown green branches and leaves began to move towards Feng Che's unaware neck little by little, with a clear goal, just like flowers facing the sun in spring.

In the silent night, no one noticed the group of four who raced against time to rest. Yang Duanduan's thin and aging cheeks and body were visibly withering, which was the result of his efforts to promote the vegetative state of his body.

Suddenly there was a commotion on the long street. It seemed that two groups of people had a fight. The four people who were in light sleep were awakened immediately. They turned on the lights and stood in front of the window to watch, but the distance was a bit far away, and they could only see a group of people surrounding them from afar. Watching the two groups, the woman cries, punches and kicks, curses at each other, and sporadic onlookers dryly persuade the fight. After more than ten minutes, two corpses are thrown on the long street, and the two women of the defeated team are captured by the other party. , The onlookers gradually dispersed after discussing for a while.

Qiao Ya and Ji Zijun looked at each other with lingering fears, Qiao Ya said: "Nowhere is a safe place, let's stay in the hotel obediently, today is the fifth day, and there are still two last days to get through this time A special copy."

Ji Zijun didn't seem to like talking very much, so he just nodded silently.

"Brother Feng and Sister He, how many times have you done special dungeons? Are you always this perverted every time? This is really too difficult." Qiao Ya's voice was a little decadent: "Thinking that this kind of special dungeons will appear from time to time in the future, I really don't know. I just want to find a comfortable dungeon world and just live until I die."

Facing Qiao Ya's question, He Xiaoman didn't know how to answer, Feng Che was too lazy to answer, the silence was awkward and abrupt.

"The rewards for special missions are generous, and you may also get some rare permanent items. The most important thing is that you don't want to die in this kind of world, do you? Become as disgusting as Yang Duanduan."

Seeing that Feng Che and He Xiaoman had no intention of answering, it was rare for Ji Zijun to say a few more words to comfort Qiao Ya.

Yang Duanduan who was suddenly cueed: Are you polite?
She was already in a miserable situation, and it was fine to suffer torture even if she failed the mission, but this stinky woman even dragged her out to flog her corpse.

Facing Yang Duanduan's increasingly fierce and vicious eyes, Qiao Ya stuck out her tongue timidly, lifted the quilt and wrapped her head up, she should take the time to rest.

After the lights were turned off by Feng Che, He Xiaoman was still standing in front of the window.

"The clerks from the bakery and the adjacent gift shop came out and took the body away."

"You didn't know?" Feng Che, who was curled up in the armchair, sneered, "Then why don't you guess again, where did those corpses in the hotel go?"

"I'm just curious. I can understand that the rose garden is being carried away to make fertilizer. What are the pastry shops and gift shops carrying the corpses for?"

Qiao Ya, who wrapped herself up like a silkworm chrysalis, suddenly covered her mouth and rushed into the bathroom, followed by retching.

"Brother Feng, Sister He, vomit...can you stop talking about such...vomit...such a disgusting and scary topic?"

Wiping away the physiological tears from the corners of her eyes, Qiao Ya, who spit out her dinner, opened her big wet eyes and stared at Feng Che and He Xiaoman with a sad face.

It's just that as the fragrant smell in the air gradually intensified, Qiao Ya's eyes looking at Feng Che suddenly became hot and lingering.

She just stared at Feng Che obsessively like that, and approached Feng Che little by little.

Then Ji Zijun dragged her onto the bed, and a silver needle flashed and pierced into a certain acupuncture point of Qiao Ya. After Qiao Ya let out a coquettish call, she also woke up.

(End of this chapter)