After entering the infinite game, the full-level boss pretends to be new again

Chapter 259 No. 8 Guild [[-]]

Wu Yu came out from the vent, and the smoke from the surrounding explosions had not completely cleared away, but Wu Yu didn't care. She patted the black robe on her body, revealing only her fair chin and lips. He closed his eyes, his eyes were covered by the robe, and he could only vaguely feel Wu Yu's cold gaze.

Her position was too close to the impact center of the explosion. When the explosion happened, she only had time to cover her head, and she didn't even have time to take defensive measures. It was inevitable that she would be affected by the explosion.

Wu Yu raised her hand and rubbed her head, her internal organs almost shifted due to the shock, she turned her head to look at the underground warehouse, opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

The few people who were besieging her just now were all controlled by the scorpion.

But with the aftermath of the bombs strafing, they were almost in the center, so it was inevitable that they would be missing arms and legs.

Wu Yu walked to the front without making a sound, and she raised her eyes to glance around.

There was a bit of disgust in his eyes.

She raised her hand and shook the bell. As the bell rang, several people with missing arms and legs stood up unsteadily. The wounds on their bodies were still oozing blood, and the wounds were deep enough to see the bones.

"Come on, go this way..."

The white chin exposed under the black robe was slightly raised, and the red lips were slightly curved, revealing a hint of unavoidable excitement.

Wu Yu bent his lips and looked at the people in front of him: "It seems that he is not completely dead——"

She gave a low laugh.

Bad tone.

"Then please go to die now."

……

……

inside the arena

Yan Qing sat in the auditorium with her chin propped up. Her eyes fell on the big screen, but her thoughts went elsewhere.

In the copy, Tang Lian told Yanqing a story within his domain.

A somewhat ridiculously strange story.

Speaking of a story, Tang Lian almost directly injected a video into Yan Qing.

The first thing Yan Qing saw was a dark room.

"It is said that in ancient times, before the execution, the prisoners would use iron chains to pierce the lute bone. The purpose was to make the prisoner unable to move and not be able to perform magical powers, so that he could only watch the death come..."

In the dark room, everyone huddled together, looking at the person holding a flashlight on his face in amazement and telling ghost stories solemnly.

His expression was heavy, his voice was deliberately low, and the trees outside the window were rustling by the wind, as if echoing his story.

"—the nurse is standing still in the corridor. She is on duty at night. It seems that there is no one in this room..."

"Suddenly!" His voice suddenly rose, startling everyone, "A bloody face was pressed against the window, staring straight at the nurse, an iron chain passed through his lute bone, he moved No, I just stood there quietly, watching the nurse grinning..."

Snapped--

The lights were slammed on.

The sudden light made everyone squint their eyes.

The storyteller put down the flashlight rather boringly, turned around to look at the person who turned on the light, and said in a resentful tone, "It's the climax."

"Boring." The man leaned against the door frame, his eyes clear and cold, "475, if you really want to understand the lute bone, go to the anatomy room to check the human body, and make up these half-baked stories."

"Yes—" 475 dragged his voice.

This is the courage training camp that exploded on the Internet not long ago. It is dedicated to exercising courage. Because it is novel, it quickly became popular on the Internet. See what tricks you can come up with.

Everyone does not know each other, and they are all called by code names.

475 glanced at the number plate attached to the man's waist, and said with a smile, "233, if you're not afraid, we'll wait until midnight to go to the anatomy room, I heard that there are really ghosts there..."

Someone on the side whispered dissuading: "Forget it, I heard that last time someone sneaked over there, they were frightened crazy and were carried out."

"Yes, yes, it's all on the news."

"No wonder you have to sign a waiver agreement before entering the training camp. It's really scary. Last night, I felt knocking all the time, coming from behind. The problem is, there is a wall behind me..."

Everyone shivered in unison.

475 has always been courageous, and has always slept soundly at night. He has never been knocked on the wall, and he probably won't wake him up if he does.

"Will you go? Tell me." 475 looked at 233 quite provocatively.

233 loosened his tie slowly, looked at 475, and laughed lowly for a while.

"Okay," he said, "don't regret it."

-

The house was extraordinarily quiet at midnight.

475 turned on the flashlight, and the light slid from the organs onto the skeleton, and the smell of disinfectant filled the surroundings.

"What's so scary..." 475 muttered.

233 didn't answer, and reached out to touch the mannequin standing on the side, and pointed at the clavicle, "This is the lute bone."

475 looked over, took a closer look, pouted his lips, and was quite disappointed: "Tch, it's not scary. You still said so magically, and you said 'don't regret it'. I really regret it. I didn't sleep in the middle of the night and came here to go crazy."

He muttered in his mouth, wanting to go out without interest.

When he was about to walk to the door, 475 realized that 233 hadn't followed, and turned his head a little strangely, but saw 233 staring at his fingers, rubbing their fingertips together, and his expression suddenly became serious.

"Why are you still standing? Go back to sleep."

233 raised his head, his usual calm brows and eyes were full of surprise, he pursed his lips, walked to 475, put his arms around his neck, and dragged 475 to go out, "It's quite boring, the transmission is still good. It's true, let's go..."

233's eyes kept looking forward, and he said playful words, but his expression was not at all relaxed.

475 felt his body tense all the time.

"23..."

"Don't talk, don't look back." 233 said, "Keep calm and go outside."

……

……

"Yan Qing, guess which one of this memory I am?"

Tang Lian had a smile on his face, he seemed to be joking, his tone was understated, and he seemed to be looking forward to Yan Qing's answer.

The girl stopped slowly, and she raised her eyes slightly.

"...No one." Yan Qing's tone was cold.

Tang Lian didn't seem to be surprised by the girl's words. He took a step back slowly, shook his wrist slightly, and made a creaking sound of joint friction at the joints, and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Wrong guess." Tang Lian spread his hands, "However, there is no punishment."

Yan Qing almost laughed out loud: "Ah, then should I still thank you?"

Tang Lian didn't make a sound, he said slowly: "These two people died later, 233 and 475."

Yan Qing paused, but his expression didn't change at all.

"Not surprisingly?"

The girl said softly: "As expected."

As early as when these two people ran to see that lute, it was doomed that these two people would end up.

Do not die.

(End of this chapter)