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There was some distress in the girl's words, and the boy behind him couldn't help laughing out loud.

Sang Qi looked back at him coldly.

Wu Zhu turned the girl's head back with a smile, put his hands on Sang Qi's shoulders, took a step forward, and put his lips next to the girl's ears: "Don't be nervous, I have a solution."

The blood on the ground suddenly stopped flowing, Wu Zhu slowly swung his wrist, and a huge painting appeared in front of him.

"I said before that I am a ghost from a painting." Wu Zhu smiled: "You can put this head in the painting and take it away."

Sang Qi paused for a moment, the words 'Why didn't you say it earlier' were written all over his eyes.

The silver-haired boy innocently spread his hands: "You won't let me make a move at all."

When something happened, Sang Qi pushed him behind the first time.

She seems quite used to being the protector.

Wu Zhu licked his lips slowly. When Sang Qi turned his head away, the young man's face paled for a moment. I have to say that the resentment in this head is very heavy, and the resentment is afraid of being cut into pieces like this. It's going to skyrocket.

Putting it in the painting of survival is almost equivalent to putting it next to Wu Zhu.

The boy lowered his eyes, his fingers were corroded.

Sang Qi took back the flashlights in the room, turned around and found Wu Zhu standing still, she walked over and looked at him: "What's wrong with you?"

Wu Zhu raised his hand and rubbed his head, he smiled: "I'm a little dizzy, maybe it's because I've been away from the painting for too long. I'll just sleep for a while..."

After a pause, the boy repeated: "I'll just sleep for a while."

Sang Qi pursed her lips, she noticed that the boy's face was not right.

"Just sleep for a while, don't leave me." Wu Zhu emphasized again.

Afterwards, his figure scattered in the air, and a picture scroll covered in blood fell out.

Sang Qi squatted down and picked up the scroll.

The girl's fingers trembled for a moment, and she closed her eyes.

……

……

When I returned to the small pavilion in the center, the others had not returned.

Sang Qi sat on the stone bench in a daze for a while.

In all fairness, Wu Zhu is a very beautiful woman, her appearance and figure are in line with Sang Qi's aesthetics.

She saw Wu Zhu wearing the Wu clan clothes with silver bells in the last dungeon, and she thought it was very beautiful; seeing his silver hair and blue eyes in this world, she also thought it was very beautiful.

Sang Qi gave a slow 'tsk' sound.

While thinking, Fang Xun, Ren Zhe and Chen Shen came back one after another.

The two brought back a hand and a foot respectively.

Ren Zhe said: "I thought there would be a head in the main hall, but I didn't expect there to be only one stinky foot."

He shook his head, his tone disgusted.

Sang Qi shook the picture scroll in his hand and smiled: "The head is here with me."

Fang Xun looked a bit embarrassed, she came over with a disabled hand, and said in a low tone, "It's quite difficult, but fortunately it's just a B-level dungeon."

Chen Shen walked up to Sang Qi in two or three steps, and checked her situation up and down: "Sang Qi, are you okay? The head should be the most dangerous part, blame me, it should be with you..."

He was rambling on, Sang Qi helplessly rubbed his eyebrows.

"There is one hand and one leg left, let's divide into two groups and collect them quickly." Sang Qi interrupted Chen Shen's rambling without a trace, and smiled obediently.

"Yes." Ren Zhe nodded first. He glanced at Sang Qi, clenched his hands into fists and coughed: "I'll be in a team with you. Fang Xun and Chen Shen are in a team. It's faster to divide into two groups."

Fang Xun glanced at Ren Zhe with complicated emotions.

But she had no objection and nodded slowly.

"Ah, why me and Sang..." Chen Shen wanted to protest.

"You don't have skills, you belong to the weak side, and Sang Qi...isn't very strong." Fang Xun said first: "It's easy for you to get into trouble together."

Chen Shen opened his mouth, a little speechless.

That's how the team settled down.

Watching Ren Zhe and Sang Qi go to the left back hall, Fang Xun stared at their backs for a while.

"You obviously want to be with Ren Zhe, why didn't you say so?" Chen Shen said suddenly.

Fang Xun was startled, she turned her head and walked past Chen Shen expressionlessly.

Chen Shen shrugged. Anyway, Fang Xun was not his mission target, and he didn't bother to care about the love-hate entanglement between the two.

the other side.

When Sang Qi and Ren Zhe walked to the left back hall, the inside was already in a mess.

Many players were staying inside, as if a battle had already been fought, most of them had paint on their faces, and the boy standing in the innermost was holding a leg in his hand.

The moment Ren Zhe entered the door, he was locked by other people's eyes. After seeing that it was Ren Zhe, the expressions of the other players were a little stiff.

With Ren Zhe here, how could they possibly win.

The innermost player who was besieged by the crowd already looked very embarrassed. He gritted his teeth and shouted at Ren Zhe's position: "You save me! You save me, and I will give you the clues."

He was the first to get the leg, and was spotted by other players, who swarmed to snatch the clues.

With so many people around, he definitely can't keep this thing in his hands, so it's better to go along with the flow and sell Ren Zhe as a favor.

He is the person with the most say in this dungeon.

Ren Zhe raised his eyebrows, he looked at the boy, then at Sang Qi beside him rubbing his chin, and asked with a smile: "What do you think, Sang Qi?"

Sang Qi was suddenly caught by the cue, she raised her eyes and nodded.

I agree.

It is naturally the best to get clues without bloodshed.

Ren Zhe smiled, touched his blue hair, strode to the boy who was besieged, took the leg from him, and waved at the boy: "Follow me!" .”

The other players opened their mouths, daring to speak out.

The gap in strength lies here. If Ren Zhe wants to fight for it, they will not be able to beat it together.

When they returned to the small pavilion again, Fang Xun and Chen Shen had already returned.

The actions of the two seemed to be going smoothly. Chen Shen was a very cooperative person. After a fight, Fang Xun's attitude towards him improved a lot. The two of them were chatting about each other.

Chen Shen has always been a professional male second in the strategy area, and his daily job is to match male and female protagonists.

At this moment, he was deeply analyzing the relationship between Fang Xun and Ren Zhe. Fang Xun listened intently and nodded from time to time.

"what's the topic?"

Ren Zhe put that leg on the ground, walked over and asked curiously.

Chen Shen stopped his voice in time, and he said mysteriously: "Secret."

Ren Zhe didn't care either, he drew the blood formation according to the clues, and put the collected things on it.

Immediately afterwards, blood flowed spontaneously, piecing together the broken limbs and head, and the head blinked slowly.

There was a strange voice from the Taoist priest.

"The night is coming," he said.