Mu Su has always had experience in coming up with cool names.
It is also common to give up or start a new plan midway through.
But Musu won't stop until the heat subsides.
It was close to two o'clock in the morning at Cape Wang.
Musu made the plan public, and the players had different emotions. The most excited one was Yinghua. She is passionate about all things that are unknown, illogical, inconsistent with common sense, and exciting.
The plan passed unanimously 2-0. The only thing that could stop him was the transparent bridge, which was not present and the vote was invalid.
Mu Su and Ying Hua put their heads together and muttered for a while, agreeing on the initial goal: to attract the uninvited guests and the suffering people in first, and then to find the headless spirits.
Mu Su pointed behind him, then at himself. Then he tapped Yinghua's chest and swiped at the uninvited guest by the door.
Yinghua made an OK gesture, indicating that she completely understood.
"action."
After the order was given, Yinghua wiped her mouth and stood up to run towards the target. Musu, who was sitting cross-legged by the fire, turned around and looked into more than a hundred eyes.
"I'm going to give you a chance to hang out with me. The reward is that I can beat you ten times a day."
After analyzing the pros and cons, Mu Su offered it a not too generous reward. After all, it couldn't take the initiative to attack, it could only be used as a fill-in, standing together to show off its excitement.
"If you say yes, move backwards. If you don't, then do a ballet like the Nutcracker."
After saying this, Mu Su shut up and waited for a few seconds. Seeing that the old man didn't respond, he said to himself: "It's good that you agreed. This is the reward."
As he spoke, Mu Su picked up the iron ax and hit Lao Xier.
A mixture of soft moans sounded, and Musu, who had finished his work, looked at Yinghua.
Yinghua had just started her offensive. She blocked the wooden door and sobbed: "...I have no relatives anymore. Apart from Mu Su, you are the second person who is willing to come to me... Can we be friends?"
Behind the uninvited guests, Musu gave a thumbs up to Yinghua, who rubbed her eyes and cried while not forgetting to wink at Musu, and then continued to cry.
"Farewell."
The uninvited guest was a mysterious man with no emotions. He turned a blind eye to Yinghua's pretended pity. After answering in a low voice, he walked towards Yinghua, or rather towards the door.
"Damn it..." Yinghua's sad tears disappeared, revealing her anger and dissatisfaction.
If she couldn't beat him, she would have liked to throw her over her shoulder.
"Wait a minute!" Musu raised his hand to call out the uninvited guest, and Yinghua took advantage of this and slipped back to her side.
"You're going to the next one now and keep knocking on the door, right?"
Mu Su approached the uninvited guest from behind and said in a clear childish voice: "Is the meaning of your existence to knock on doors endlessly, to be invited and rejected, and then to reject those well-meaning invitations and kill those poor people who won't let you in?
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"With all due respect, it makes no sense. Whatever happened to you while you were alive... it's been a long time coming."
The uninvited guest had already walked to the wooden door, his silhouette clinging to the door, leaving a dark outline.
Mu Su's tone quickened, and he yelled every word: "Even now that you have come in, the warm fire is right in front of you, within reach, and you can end this all yourself! What are you shrinking from!"
The thought-provoking rhetoric had no effect at all. The uninvited guest blended into the wooden door, leaving behind a gradually fading black silhouette.
Mu Su was shocked that his all-powerful talk actually failed!
"My Mu Su is amazing." Ying Hua next to her didn't know whether to praise or ridicule. "Although I didn't succeed, I almost succeeded."
Mu Su couldn't hear it and just scratched his head and laughed: "No, no, no, now I am relying on my identity. Before, I would have jumped on him and cried out that I was his long-lost son."
Transparent Bridge: I can testify that he will really do this.
After she finished speaking, she remembered that Yinghua couldn't see it, so she quickly clicked delete.
"Then take that-"
"Go find the ghost lady in white." Musu, who knew what Yinghua wanted to ask, interrupted.
"Get up!"
The two high-spirited children sorted out their equipment, put on their robes, and picked up oil lamps and unused torches. Mu Su took advantage of Yinghua's search for weapons to remind Lao Wei'er that if an evil spirit appears, you can resist us and run away.
.If humans show up, you stop us and run away. If evil spirits rebel, you go and rebel and we run away. If you don't reply, you are acquiescing. Well, you are acquiescing!
Saying this seems to be of some use to the suffering people?
Sakura walked out with a crossed harpoon behind her. The two pulled up the hoods of their robes, raised their oil lamps, and left the bright and warm wooden house dressed like pagans.
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The wind has picked up, otherwise where would this faint sound of waves come from?
The salty and humid air is accompanied by a group of rotten stench, which invisibly permeates this human town.
The screams and howls never stop, the night belongs to them.
Never go out, and never leave the light.
Shhh... they're around.
The boundless darkness enveloped the surging fog. Two oil lamps dispersed a small area, and two short figures walked in the quiet and cold streets.
The mist was swirling, and something was passing by the edge of the light.
"Sand Falls Funeral!"
With a sharp shout, Mu Su spread his palms and the sand flew out, falling into the air.
"What is it?" Yinghua looked over with two harpoons on her back, an oil lamp in her left hand and a bone dagger in her right hand.
"I didn't see clearly, the movement was too fast, but he probably wasn't coming for us." Musu snorted and looked away, feeling unhappy that he wasted the chakra of a funeral in a sand waterfall.
He only had the remaining chakra left to use his skills three or four times.
Encountering the Visible Song on the road, Yinghua signaled to Mu Su whether he wanted to include it in the scope. Mu Su shook his head and refused. The Visible Song has no body, no strength, and can easily injure friendly forces. The key point is that it is too easy to deal with, so it can be filtered out.
They retreated to the old wilted child and closed their eyes to avoid him. After half a minute, they opened their eyes and moved on.
There are countless existences hidden in the thick fog. Some are sensed by the two of them, while others are completely unaware of them. Perhaps there are old wilters, or perhaps they are not very malicious towards humans. They are just passing by rather than attacking.
The small town of Wanghaijiao is very deserted.
The small town of Wanghaijiao is very lively.
The ubiquitous shadow of the Stealing Fire silently emerged from behind, grabbing the two people in front of them.
Lao Wei'er was the first to notice it, then she paid attention to the surrounding Yinghua, and then she reminded Mu Su.
Mu Su stopped the old wilting child from stepping on the shadow, raised the oil lamp to avoid the shadow of the stolen fire, and advised: "Do you want to pinch it? I can let you pinch it, even if you pinch the bigger one, it is not impossible. We can definitely give it to you.
How many houses can you burn down for fun?"
While avoiding the shadow of the thieves who kept grabbing the oil lamp, Mu Su coerced and said: "Look at your current performance, any three-year-old child can kill you, are you ashamed? As long as we are willing-"
Perhaps he was annoyed by the nagging or was too lazy to catch him. The Shadow of the Stealing Fire predicted Mu Su's position and deliberately moved to where his feet landed. He was stepped on and slipped away quietly.
Mu Su did not chase, but shouted from behind: "It's useless for you to run away! I know you came out of the sea, and I will look for you during the day!" (https:)
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