Transparent bridge is confused. What is this? Is it used by myself? And it is Mu Su?

Transparent Bridge: Are you sure you won’t attack the players?

Mu Su, who spit out the potato cubes, chuckled contemptuously: "What's the use of players? He is a younger brother with the evil spirit."

The Transparent Bridge was moved: OK, I'll provide clues.

Wanghai Cape Town, the number of surviving players is no more than 200 now. The orphanage and several players gathered together account for the majority, and less than one-fifth of the remaining ones stayed alone in their own huts, surviving.

In other words, most of the players who are alone are dealt with by evil spirits when Mu Su is doing trouble everywhere.

Among them are six of the top ten.

Waiting for a few minutes, Transparent Bridge brings news, a wooden house where eight players gathered together was attacked by the Shadow of the Stealed Fire.

Mu Su and his friends are fast mobile team ready to go!

This time the battle targeted the evil spirits. Mu Su and Yinghua no longer carried weapons, but only took oil lamps and other lighting props, and were busy with each other, leaving the wooden house again.

Luck no longer favors Mu Su. Shortly after leaving the hut, a faint sound of iron chains swaying from the fog ahead.

Mu Su was so scared that he lost his complexion from morning to night, and pushed Yinghua to ask her to untie the fishing line quickly.

"I worked hard to sew it." Yinghua complained, and still pulled away the fishing bow on Mu Su's neck as usual.

He was busy removing the threads, and suddenly the sound of the chain shaking disappeared.

Mu Su's heart sank, the evil spirit of the anchor was small, and it was impossible for him to leave.

The moment the thought arose, the howling sound suddenly sounded in the depths of the thick fog, and an anchor-shaped shadow penetrated through the fog, and in the blink of an eye, there appeared within the range of light!

The anchor hit Mu Su who could not avoid it, and there was a loud bang, but Mu Su was fine at all. Why!

Just because at the critical moment, Lao Nian stood up and blocked the attack.

The front end of the entire anchor was embedded in Lao Nian'er's body, and the blood fog exploded like rain, and fan-shaped blood covered Lao Nian'er's front.

The gentle chanting of men, women, young and old was resounding, and it was nowhere higher than the gentle chanting caused by Mu Su's attack.

Lao Nian'er's body began to heal, and the heavy anchor was squeezed out and hit the ground and shook lightly.

In just a few seconds, Lao Nian'er's body recovered as before. Suddenly, its body cracked, like countless arms stretched out from the inside, grabbing the evil spirit of the anchor in the thick fog from afar.

"Dao ~"

At this moment, the fishing line was dismantled, and Mu Su took his head down and raised it to the evil spirit of the anchor to see.

"It's your own person!"

I don’t know if it was the evil spirit of the anchor that angered Lao Nian’er, or if it found Mu Su was his own person, the iron anchor was dragged back to the thick fog in the slam, and the sound gradually faded away.

The evil spirit of the anchor left.

They are safe.

Mu Su kicked Lao Nian'er in the back with relief: "Good job."

He didn't know that Lao Nian'er could be so brave.

Lao Nian'er's arms retracted inside, and his cracked body healed. It just looked at Mu Su in all directions with all eyes.

"Do you still need to sew your head?" Yinghua said thinking.

Mu Su shook his head and said, "No, if any evil spirit pops up again, it will be removed... Let's do it first."

Holding his head and clamped it between his waist, Mu Suyinghua and Lao Nian'er rushed to the scene.

...

At this moment, the eight players in the wooden house were in great fear.

"What to do..." Mustard is the enemy of his life at a loss.

"We will all die here..."

They sat around the fire and fell into panic.

Crying and prayer mixed together.

"Everyone calms down!"

Shangde Monster Sutra shouted loudly, suppressing all his emotions. He looked at him with a long sigh, and he said with a firm breath, "We have nothing to be afraid of, we have already been able to last until now... Do you still have to give up!"

The morale boosting of the demon scroll did not play any role. A player who bowed his head and prayed raised his face, filled with despair: "That's Mu Su! What should we do when he is coming!"

"He is not an evil spirit, what are we afraid of!" Shangde Demon Scroll shouted, and his trembling voice betrayed him.

I thought they were afraid of the transparent bridge of evil spirits and were full of question marks.

At this time, outside their hut, the shadow of the stolen fire that had returned was blocked outside the yard by Mu Su.

Mu Su walked closer to the shadow of the stolen fire from behind, and his child's voice was crisp: "The meaning of your existence is to extinguish the fire endlessly, be trampled and extinguished, and then let go of those who drive you away, kill those who let you extinguish them.

A poor man of flames?”

"IMHO, this makes no sense. No matter what happened to you...it's been a long time."

Yinghua looked at her side, why did she feel that this sentence is so familiar...

The shadow of the stolen fire penetrated into the yard, ignoring Mu Su outside, and with the oil lamp in his hand.

Mu Su's tone accelerated, and every word Zhuji shouted: "You've even come in now, and the opportunity is right in front of you, within your reach, you can end all this yourself! What are you shrinking from it!"

Yinghua suddenly realized and remembered that Mu Su had said the same thing to the uninvited guest. She didn't even change the words to persuade her to surrender, which really saved money...

The sound of stealing fire goes its own way. It enters the hut, and is struck back sparsely, shrinks a little bit and intends to leave.

Mu Su had a sudden inspiration and stepped forward and shouted: "Wait a minute! If you want the fire to be put out, I can help!"

The claw shadow stopped and it responded to Mu Su's words.

Transparent Bridge: You lied to me!

Mu Su smiled confidently. He was not afraid that you would be difficult to mess with, but afraid that you would not be able to communicate.

"Make a deal. I'll help you to destroy the fire in the room, and follow us. If you agree, move backwards, and if you don't agree, make a giraffe with your finger game."

The shadow of the stolen fire did not move, Mu Su took it as his default, and confidently walked into the yard with Yinghua Lao Nian.

The fire gradually moved away, and what they didn't notice was the edge of the light, and the shadow of the stolen fire shrank back to the darkness bit by bit.

Mu Su hid behind the wall by the door, winked at Yinghua and handed her head to the crack of the door. Her other hand held her throat and taught: "Help! Help! There are evil spirits chasing me, the people inside

Open the door and save me!"

After shouting, Mu Su was secretly happy and thought that his plan was flawless.

"Don't be fooled! That's Mu Su's voice!"

The excitement of Mu Su was heard immediately inside the door.

Mu Su was so angry that he shouted at the crack of the door: "I count three numbers. If I don't open the door, I will let the evil spirits in and bite you!"

"three!"

The countdown entered through the crack in the door, and the players in front of the fire became even more panicked.

"What should we do...What should we do..."

"He is from the evil spirit camp. He wants to kill us, but I don't want to die yet..."

"Don't panic... Let me think about it..." Shangde Monster Book hurriedly muttered, and walked in a panic.

"One! Lao Nian'er takes action!"

The next moment, Mu Su's roar came from outside the door.

The demon was confused and blurted out subconsciously.
Chapter completed!