He pursed his lips.

Wu Yu looked at the road ahead and whispered: "Before I met Meng Busan, I was really curious about this person. After seeing him, I found out..."

He shrugged, "It's just such a person, nothing special, not... the shock that Mrs. Lan brought to me."

Tang porcelain: "…”

Little brother, wake up, the one who shocked you was Meng Busan!

Wu Yu breathed out and complained in a low voice: "Fortunately, I'm going to leave the trial ground soon, so I don't have to see her again. It's so terrible. I don't think I can talk to women well in my life."

Tang porcelain: "…”

Don't worry, you will soon be unable to talk to men.

Wu Yu glanced at him strangely, "Why did you suddenly stop talking again?"

Tang Ci: "That... take care of yourself."

Wu Yu's expression became even more strange.

...

There was a heavy storm outside the window. Fortunately, Tang Ci was driving steadily, but sometimes it was slightly scratched by the railing next to it, but it was not knocked into the sea by the waves.

The people in the cars behind were all in a miserable state.

But they gradually discovered the rules and drove over and formed a convoy around the Tang Ci business car.

These fleets could not control the car. When they hit the business car, the business car could not move at all, just like a second bridge railing.

The waves that rushed from the sea hit the bodies of these cars first, and the power was no longer great when it came to the commercial cars.

With this gathering strategy, they finally crossed the bridge under the storm.

The moment I crossed the bridge, the sky suddenly cleared, the wind stopped, and the weather was still a bit stuffy.

Wei Zi leaned over and said, "We're passing the level, right?"

Mu Qiye sneered, "This is the weather that only occurs when the typhoon is passing through the center. It will be a storm again after a while."

Wei Zi: "Awesome, awesome, or boss Mu is powerful, worthy of being..."

He glanced at Yu Huaijin with slight slightestness and did not dare to continue talking.

Tang Ci drove the car forward for a while and parked it in a rest stop.

At this moment, a prompt sound rang in everyone's ears—

[Congratulations on having passed the typhoon period safely and you can choose to leave. If you want to enjoy the next typhoon period, please wait patiently on the spot.]

"Cao, who wants to experience it again? Go back to the boat, go back to the boat!" Wei Zi couldn't wait to shout, and the next moment it turned into a white light and disappeared.

Meng Busan covered his lips with one hand and stared at the direction where he disappeared in a daze.

"This is how the Trialer leaves the Trial Field."

Mu Qiye, who was in front of him, stared at the car window and looked at Meng Busan through the reflection of the car window.

Mu Qiye put his hands on his chest and acted arrogantly, "If all the trialists leave the trial field, they will restart here, and all NPCs' memories of this trial field will be eliminated."

He pursed his lips and pretended not to care, "You will soon forget me."

"That's how you NPCs are. In the end, we are the ones who can remember all this."

Mu Qiye turned his head and stared at Meng Busan fiercely, "I will settle the score with you when you can get rid of the trial ground and stand in front of me!"

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Meng Busan.

But as if he was afraid of something, he quickly retracted his hand.

"Hmph, go back to the ship!"

The author has something to say: Thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution from 2020-08-0220:37:09~2020-08-0322:06:10~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 1 Civil Affairs Bureau No. 1, District 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Bohuai;
Chapter completed!