"What is spitting out of the Pixiu? Let's take a look!"

Yu Xiang poked the position of my left kidney with her finger, and she was so mean.

"What are you looking at? Don't let me see!"

I was anxious and curled the note into pieces, swallowed it in my mouth, chewed it for a few times, and patted my pocket to find my phone. Seeing that the mobile signal was quite appropriate, I sent two messages to Fatty Fang, and then turned to remind the fragrant pork shreds: "We have to prepare for the battle. This is too quiet now, and there is no movement. I am afraid of any accidents, so we should be careful."

"It's true!"

Yu Xiang raised her hand and patted the bulging bag hanging on her chest, and answered me swearingly, but her expression still showed panic inadvertently.

"well!"

I shook my head and sighed, snapped my fingers and summoned the lucky dice, and then threw it into the air without hiding it. The lucky dice rotated in the air and shouted that the dog farm must die before it fell into the palm of my hand.

"Damn it? There are still 4 o'clock at this time?"

I kept a close eye on the points of the lucky dice, and I felt very incredible for a moment. I remembered all the points to this level, and I still had 4 lucky luck.

"Brother, you really know how to do magic!"

Yu Xiang's flesh-slim soul was excreted from the body again, causing her whole body to be very tranced and a little dementia and she was about to drool.

"Yes, I can make a knife for you later!"

I was casually rumored and kept walking to the door of the tile house in the middle. I wanted to look inside, but I found that there was a small corridor at the door, and I needed to turn in to see the specific situation inside.

So...must go in!

"Hallelujah!"

I took back the lucky dice, gestured a cross to the vast sky, praised it with devout praise, and closed my eyes to pray.

"Brother, when did you believe you were on the cross?"

Yu Xiang's pork shredded pork did the same thing with me.

"I believe everything. I can make up a circle of mahjong for everything I offer at home. I have all the faiths in the south, west, north, and north. It's so old! I'm sleeping at night, and I can cover it and sweat!"

After asking for peace, I said to Yu Xiang Roushi too humorously, and then tried to pretend to be as imposing as a leader with my hands on my back, and took Yu Xiang Roushi to the tile house.

"It's a pity that my house cannot provide anything else, otherwise I will also offer you a photo, you are really handsome enough to ward off evil spirits!"

Yu Xiang praised me in silly, her mouth twitched and her calf trembled. Although she walked behind me in an endless step, the defense line from the bottom of her heart was defeated.

"Go to yours! Why don't you say I can get contraceptive?!"

I stepped over the threshold and just raised my back. When I heard what he said, I almost hit the threshold and fell down.

"Okay, I'll try to get along with someone when I go back to Songdong. Then, I'll hang your photo on the bedside and save you some money on buying condoms."

Fish-scented pork shredded pork, made a thousand-year-old killing gesture to win my butt, and we don’t know if he is really stupid or fake.

"Stop making trouble, I'm having fun this day. Can we have some serious shape?"

I successfully crossed the threshold that was at least 15 cm high. Before entering the corridor, I turned around and glanced at Yu Xiang's pork shreds: "If you have a high rate of dead sperm, don't use me as an excuse! Brother Pao, I won't take the blame."

"Bang!"

Before I could do my next move, Yu Xiang pork shredded pork was like a blind bear in the deep mountains and old forests. She didn't lift her left foot and kicked her to the threshold. She instantly fell and tilted her body unsteadily and leaned against me, pushing me to the wall of the corridor. Fortunately, my body bones were much stronger than before, otherwise I would have to break the backbone of my nose bridge at once, so I didn't have to do the task.

This proves again the importance of a good teammate.

Even though Fatty Fang is more timid than him, Fatty Fang is not confused! He doesn’t panic when encountering things! Besides, from the mental level, Fatty Fang is much better than him, and at least he can fool a dead wife!

Judging from this, who can do it?

I pushed him away with a slap expressing my dissatisfaction, and then slapped him in the head anxiously: "You're going to die!"

"Error...Error..."

Yu Xiang Rou Si sat on the ground awkwardly, thinking for a long time, stood up again with great effort, and was dying, and was shaking dust on her butt clothes after cleaning.

"Hold!"

I really want to summon the watermelon knife to send him a look at his chest.

According to common sense, he can be considered a person who has been yin and yang all year round! Now he is like a mentally retarded person. He has not found that his soul has left his body and is still silly and happy again and again.

Could it be... Yuxiang shredded meat is hiding its weakness?

"What are you two doing?"

Just as I was about to test Yu Xiang Roushi, a man came over at the end of the corridor. The man walked up to us, his hands were inserted into his pockets, his upper body was a little hunched, and his magnetic voice was very loud, so he didn't scare Yu Xiang Roushi and he was about to be unable to get up in one breath.

While I quickly stroked Yu Xiang's chest to calm him down, I looked at who was looking at.

This look scared me so much that I didn't strangle Yu Xiang's pork shreds to death on the spot.

A man wore a Monkey King mask that children liked, but the mask was tied behind his head with elastic bands. He was good enough, but he had no rope at all. He inlaid the entire mask in his skin, surrounded by a circle of black scalds on the edge of the mask, and two or three parts were squeezing out pure black blood like pus, and there were gray silver horns similar to the Bull Demon King standing on his head.

Before it was snowing and freezing, he wore a long down jacket that had been slit and patched up for another three years, covering his knees. He wore a pair of old snow boots all over the gray. He looked like a normal person. The faint light shone behind him, and he seemed to have no shadow.

"What are you doing?!"

I forced myself to calm my mind and asked with a rebellion.

"I'm playing in this game! You two are here to play too! The newcomers don't know how to go, I'll take you two in."

The man kindly expressed his intention to lead the way for us.

"Not right? They are all here to play! Why are you wearing a mask?"

I didn't believe him. I didn't move my feet. I would like to say hello to the situation first. If I follow the wrong person, I will be a bad thing!

"Didn't it be written on the contract? You have to wear a mask when you come in to play! Do you two have masks? You can't let you two go in without masks!"

The man explained to us kindly, and gestured to his mask with his fingers, as if showing people the fruits of success he gained from hard work.

"No! There is no written on the contract!"

I opened my hands helplessly and said that I had not seen this special payment on the contract.

"Really! Old dogs are becoming less and less professional now!"

The man talked, pulled open the zipper of the down jacket and took out a blood-stained Zhu Bajie mask from his arms: "I'm just one mask, who can use you two?"

"For my brother, I have it here!"

I took the mask of Zhu Bajie and handed it to Yu Xiang's pork shreds. After a little slow, I thought about it for a while and double-clicked the temple with my left hand to summon the Ghost King mask that I had not used for a long time.

Actually, I want to try the weird man in front of me is a human or a ghost...

"bite!"

The system prompt sounds as usual.

The system mother told the information truthfully: "The host did not succeed in scaring the gambling ghost, and the fear value was +5!"

Hum? Is he a gambler?

My brain is running at a very fast speed, and the system mother's ability to identify is absolutely reliable. This means that this man is a ghost or a person with absolutely no low Taoism. Otherwise, the fear value would definitely not be as small as +5.

"Hold!"

The man had the Mask of Monkey King, and he could not see his expression change at all. He just emphasized that he was a little frightened: "Your mask is quite fucking unique! After playing for a while, you will definitely win money!"

It's over! The Ghost King mask is useless! You won't be scared to cry!

Fortunately, the skills I have no use after the equipment is integrated! You can have a backhand to prepare, let’s take a look at everything next.
Chapter completed!