Little Lord's Dark Castle

Chapter 75 I Am a Dog
"Kill!"

"Run, the Yellow Turban Thief is coming!"

"Daddy ~ you let go of me - oh..."

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Chu Gou, who had been struggling on the bed for a long time, entered the dungeon again.

After going through two dungeons, Chu Xin had completely lost sleep when she closed her eyes and heard the screams of the Yellow Turban Bandits.With this total, it is better to go in and brush the dungeon, at least half an hour of deep sleep, which is better than tossing and turning in bed and not being able to fall asleep.

Last time it was a failed play-by-play, but this time Chu Xin behaved well and went out early to mix among the fleeing crowd.

"Hahaha, go to hell!" The thin yellow-turban thief grinned grimly and raised the long-handled dung ladle to smash it down, drawing a foul-smelling trail in the air.

Chu Xin, who was running ahead, was already prepared, and took the stench attack abruptly. With a muffled groan, he fell to the ground and did not move.

Is this dead?

The yellow turban thief didn't recover, and he didn't hit his head. Immediately, his eyes lit up, as if thinking of the bowl of talisman water he drank after joining the rebel army.

Believe in the great virtuous teacher, you are right!

Chu Xin lay on the ground, not daring to vent her anger, waiting for the yellow scarf to leave behind.This group of rioters will not check and make up the knife one by one like the army, but just burn, kill and loot in a swarm, just pass the limelight.

Unexpectedly, Chu Xin suddenly felt that his hands were touching her body, not being particular about old age, no, no, it's not allowed there!
Trying to hold it back, finally he couldn't hold it back, Chu Xin burst out laughing.

"Fuck me, don't slap me in the face!" Chu Xin only had time to hug her head before facing the frenzied attack of the yellow scarf thieves.

"Crack! Bang! Pop!"

Chu Xin was cold again.

"Reminder, congratulations on surviving for 7 minutes and 23 seconds. I'm sorry, but you still can't survive."

"This dungeon score: 1; dungeon record points: none; rewards: none; consumption time: 00:30:00."

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Come again!

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"Reminder, congratulations on surviving for 5 minutes and 33 seconds. You are very courageous, but you are not strong enough."

"This dungeon score: 1; dungeon record points: none; rewards: none; consumption time: 00:30:00."

Chu Xin chose to face the Yellow Turban Bandit head-on, but before he could beat the enemy to death, he was pushed to the ground by the frenzied crowd, and was beaten by all kinds of weapons.

.........

Damn, don't believe in evil!

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"Reminder, congratulations on surviving for 3 minutes and 16 seconds, come on, hope it will be tomorrow."

"This dungeon score: 0; dungeon record points: none; rewards: none; consumption time: 00:30:00."

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This night passed quickly. Chu Xin tried various methods such as pretending to be dead, resisting, and escaping, but the dungeon score never exceeded 5, and the dungeon record point was not obtained at all.

It's not that he didn't kill the Yellow Turban bandits in the middle, but it's a pity that these rioters are not recognized as the official Yellow Turban Army, and they can't get any combat points for killing them.

A total of 11 times were killed in battle, and Chu Xin gradually felt something. It wasn't him blowing, and he could tell what it felt like to be hit by any farm tool with his eyes closed.

Among these 11 times, the farthest time he stayed up for more than an hour.By killing a yellow turban thief and winning the other party's yellow turban, I was mixed for more than 40 minutes. Unfortunately, when I shouted slogans, I showed my flaws and was regarded as a spy and hanged the street lamp.

After dying so many times, Chu Xin found that each time he entered the dungeon, it took a stable half an hour. No matter how long it took, in reality, only half an hour had passed.

Moreover, many of his methods were restricted in the dungeon, and the only thing he could use was a little bit of basic saber technique, which was a bit of saber technique he had learned by himself, not the advanced basic saber technique obtained through cooperation.

At this time, the sky was getting brighter, and Chu Xin could vaguely hear the sound of Ding Xiu practicing his sword outside.

Lying on the bed, he felt as if he had passed away, and it took him a while to recover.

Looking at the time, Chu Xin was a little dazed. Did he just disappear this night?

It felt like fast-forwarding a movie, and the whole night was fast-forwarded in two or three clicks. He felt as if he had just lay down for a long time, and it was dawn.

But physically, Chu Xin didn't feel too tired, as if she had just woken up in the morning, full of energy.

Pushing open the door, one can see Ding Xiu who is dripping with sweat. Judging by his appearance, he has been practicing for a while.

"Practice?"

The Miao Dao in Chu Xin's hand danced like a knife, and strode up. Ding Xiu glanced at him and frowned slightly, obviously not understanding Chu Xin's inexplicable confidence.

At your level?Who do you practice with?This is sadism!

Ding Xiu didn't have much thought of abusing food now. He pulled out his knife, intending to break Chu Xin's confidence with two or three blows, so that he could continue practicing the knife.

Facing Chu Xin's attack, Ding Xiu curled his lips indifferently, and slashed casually.

"Dang!"

With a crisp sound, Chu Xin stepped back dozens of steps holding the Miao Dao in both hands, and then stood still.

Obviously, he finally caught Ding Xiu's knife.

Ding Xiu's eyes widened, apparently in disbelief. He knew Chu Xin's level well. Although the knife just now was just a random knife, it should never be able to catch the rookie in front of him.

"Come again!"

Chu Xin felt inexplicably surprised. This time, he died again and again, and it can't be said that there was nothing to gain. He also fought with the regular Yellow Turban Army during the peak period of the dungeon.Although he had never fought before, the thrill of life and death greatly promoted his combat experience.

At least, he has gained some ability to fight between life and death, and he is no longer crushed one-sidedly like he faced Ding Xiu at the beginning.

But that's all, Chu Xin missed Ding Xiu's second knife when he got serious, and the blade drew a bloodstain on his chin.If it was a little shorter, it would be his neck.

"Come again!"

This kind of murderous aura and terror between life and death could not completely frighten the growing Chu Xin, he roared and launched another attack.

Ding Xiu also noticed that something was wrong with Chu Xin's state at this moment, not only because of his superiority, but also as if he wanted to vent something.

"Nesting in the territory all day long, I haven't encountered too much stimulation. Why does it look like I've experienced a lot?" Ding Xiu was a little surprised, but he still patiently gave Chu Xin some ruthless moves.

Those who cannibalize and live in people should still work honestly and call for more money if there is something to do later, so that they can be justified.

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The sparring between the two continued until Tucker brought breakfast, baked buns and pork bone soup, which were rich and nutritious, which made Chu Xin believe in the value of a pig-headed cook even more.

Eating steamed buns and drinking soup, Chu Xin thought about how to break the game in the dungeon of the Battle of Changsha. He hadn't even seen the official battlefield this night, so it was impossible to clear the dungeon.

"My lord, there is someone outside asking for an interview, claiming to be from the small town of Ferlun."

Tony's voice suddenly interrupted Chu Xin's meditation!
(End of this chapter)