Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 626 Rose Festival 55
Except for those who hold paper flowers in their hands and are selected as candidates for the new batch of slaves and those who voluntarily stay and form partners with the residents of the town, all the women almost instantly become beauty bottles, and without exception, their mouths protrude. A breathtakingly beautiful, dreamlike rose queen.

It was obviously a flower, but it shone brightly like gold sprinkled on it, like a huge crystal rose.

Feng Che closed the coffin boards, and saw the glittering Rose Queen everywhere in the gray night, making the town look like a fairyland on earth against the background.

Disgusting.

Because the men who were soaked by the heavy rain were all rotting quickly, with turbid yellow pus flowing all over their bodies, and people ran around like headless chickens, but those previously hospitable shops had already closed their doors tightly. , No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't get in to avoid the torrential rain that was more terrible than sulfuric acid.

The bright red flowers and emerald green leaves on the sunshade net above the head are even more colored by the heavy rain, and they look extraordinarily enchanting. Looking at the airtight sunshade net, they can’t stop the rain from falling. All the houses suddenly become iron walls. Rose Street However, people who were fleeing everywhere after the heavy rain felt like a shelter.

The carrion from someone's body kept falling as they ran, and quickly melted into the rainwater.

Feng Che's body was also emitting smoke, and the flesh and blood in some places were also corroded and bleeding.

With the black coffin on his shoulders, he strode straight to the guidepost at the other end of Rose Street.

Behind Feng Che, several people either wearing armor or holding armor in their hands followed closely in the rainstorm.

"Let's follow him, and we will do whatever he does. If there is only one person in the whole town who can live, it must be him."

"Brother, if this person is really so powerful, why is his body rotten here and there?" The younger brother behind him covered his face and chest with something like an acrylic board in his left and right hands, still not forgetting to ask questions diligently.

"He's the big windmill."

"The so-called 'money is definitely not brought by the wind, but it must be blown away by the windmill'?"

The leading brother let out a "huh" while running.

"But is there any treasure in this kind of place that this guy can plot for?" Someone continued to ask.

"Are you blind, didn't you see that he put a little girl in the coffin?"

"The person who can hire a big windmill must have a strong background, so everyone who wants to survive should follow Feng Che."

The person in charge of this small team recognized Feng Che as early as the beginning of the carnival, and Feng Che, as long as the reward is sufficient, even if you were his father-killing enemy yesterday, today he can protect you like your own father protect you.

This guy's ethereal big talisman hand doesn't necessarily kill anyone, but he never misses when he wants to protect someone.

Feng Che carried the black coffin and ran all the way through the dim rainy long street. The people behind him knew that someone wanted to escape from there a few days ago, but they were immediately delayed by something. They still followed Feng Che in the rain. run.

Some places on the long street have already accumulated rainwater, stepping on it makes a "pop" sound, and the rain splashes everywhere. Many people's shoes have begun to be corroded to the point where their flesh is exposed, and even due to the splashed water corrosion, Their trouser legs are full of large and small holes.

Those who know are participating in a romantic love-seeking journey, those who don’t know think that the beggar gang is engaged in performance art.

The guiding stele was already in sight, Feng Che put down the black coffin on his shoulder, and casually swiped a healing talisman in the air, and several severe corrosion injuries on his body immediately recovered to their original state.

The few people behind were full of envy.

"Master Che...Master Che...Give us...give one to each of us, I can't hold on anymore."

Feng Che looked at the few people behind him, but didn't say a word, and carried the black coffin on his shoulder with one hand and continued to move forward.

When he was about to run to the guidepost, he was blocked by two rots. Two transparent humanoid things blocked the Rose Street like this.

The rot were transparent before they were injured, but Feng Che could smell them and knew they were coming, and the heavy rain that fell from the sky unintentionally became a sharp weapon to destroy the invisibility of the rot.

Because they are located where the rain can't get in.

Feng Che was forced back again and again by the two rots, and the four-person team behind him also stopped. Looking at the situation where Feng Che could only be beaten passively, someone suddenly became very pessimistic: "Brother, I seriously doubt that this time Gamers could be wiped out."

Because the rot itself is very difficult to deal with, they are still NPCs, you will be judged dead by the rules if you do something, and you will be beaten to death by the rot if you don't.

Even without this rain of sulfuric acid, which has nowhere to hide, it's a dead-end situation.

Feng Che took another step back.

With a "clang" sound, the black coffin was slowly placed on the ground by him: "Come on, it's time for you to act."

The moment the coffin board was lifted, a ray of light had already chopped up a cloud of yellow-green viscous liquid in the air with the sound of howling wind. It was the first time that people were fortunate to hear the miserable howl of the rot.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay. Could it be that the one who was put into the coffin by him was not a certain player who needed protection?

As we all know, this game prohibits players from shooting NPCs.

And they clearly saw that Feng Che had been taking good care of that short-haired woman.

Feng Che has been communicating with He Xiaoman's spiritual sense all the time, so He Xiaoman has a clear picture of the situation outside the coffin, and even knows the location of the rot.

"If you want to get out alive, protect her with all the protective gear you can get! If there is any means to assist the attack, feel free to use it!" Feng Che said in a deep voice.

The four survivors could also see that if they wanted to break through the encirclement of rot and proceed smoothly to the next step, they could only help the little girl with short hair.

So shields, scarves, and even two acrylic panels soon appeared around He Xiaoman.

Feng Che's talisman could prevent He Xiaoman from being corroded by the mucus sprayed out by the rot, and those protective gear could protect her from the sulfuric acid rain to a certain extent.

He Xiaoman had actually tried to wrap herself in dark mist before, but unfortunately she couldn't hide the rot's perception of herself, and she couldn't guard against the sulfuric acid rain, so she simply tried her best to make a quick decision.

Apply the water of Taiyin to the whole Posha, and pat it directly on the rotten face.

The four who were skeptical of He Xiaoman at the beginning suddenly stared at him collectively.

This big guy is awesome Klass!

Not only did he dare to hack NPCs, but he could also turn the almost invulnerable rot into human-shaped barbecue.

Although it has always been one against two, He Xiaoman was used by one of the players to use the speed blessing technique, and the overall speed increased by one-third. Fukong possesses brute strength and poison, but he can't pose a threat to He Xiaoman at all, so he can only be beaten passively.

In the end, the two rots, one dead and one fleeing, resolved the battle.

(End of this chapter)