Qianye opened his eyes and responded to his companion's gaze.
Musu panicked and raised his fishbone to aim at the surroundings.
"Is Wang Wen Wen Qie dead?" Ying Hua said as she filled up the raw fish and prepared food for her hungry self.
"Why did you drag me into a foreign language?"
Yinghua, whose nose was stained with ashes, quickly stretched out her equally dirty hands and grasped them: "Recycle the foreshadowing!"
"I hope they'll tell me they've arrived at the cave."
On the other side, Qianye said to Tianmo and others who were looking at him.
"Xiao OvO? Haven't they already..." Mao Jiu was stunned.
"This is the problem..." Qianye felt disappointed: "We were divided into five teams, and now we have lost two teams..."
I hope to hear that it is possible that they survived.
Expecting a miracle to happen, Qianye cut out the game again and opened Wangwenwenqie's personal live broadcast. Unfortunately, they were all closed and could not be contacted.
"——There is still a chance. I hope Wenwenwenqie can still save it!"
When Qianye returned, he accidentally bumped into Mu Su clenching his fists with passion and shouting passionately: "One day when we look back on the past, we will feel that saving the soldiers is a masterpiece we have completed in this desperate and dark world.
"What happened to him?" Yinghua looked at Mao Jiu.
"Mu Su said that Wang Wenwen Qie was still alive and clamored for rescue."
"What do you want to do?" Qianye didn't mind listening.
"Rescue Wangwenwenqie and them!"
"What about the process?"
"Find Wangwenwenqie and rescue them!"
"...I mean specific plans."
"Go back to the first island, enter the cave, find Wangwenwenqie, and bring them back!" Mu Su bit her nails very hard and racked her brains.
Although the plan still sounds like there is no plan.
Qianye, who was subconsciously preparing to refuse, suddenly remembered something, and his thoughtful eyes fell on Mu Su: "You are not a contestant, so you are free, but I still want to advise that it is very dangerous outside."
"One for seven, is it worth it?"
Mu Su, who has transformed into a hot-blooded protagonist, has a determined face.
"Okay, I won't stop you... I hope you can succeed." Qianye stopped Tianmo from trying to stop him.
Mu Su, with sword-shaped eyebrows and star-shaped eyes, looked towards the campfire: "Yinghua, come with me -"
"I'm not going." Yinghua didn't even want to answer.
"Why!"
"Hungry." Yinghua pointed to the bonfire, then pointed to her mouth: "Rice."
Musu has coveted one of Yinghua's props for a long time: "Then will you help?"
"Come on." Yinghua cheered.
In the end, the only help Musu got from the stone house was an oil lamp and the ability to carry a raft.
The moment he held the handle of the oil lamp, those black eyes gradually became cold and quiet, reflecting the outlines of the people in the stone house.
…
Mist surges in the darkness.
The waves are the eternal tone, masking the existence wandering in the fog.
The dim oil lamp disperses the darkness and is held by the long white palm of the sleeve.
Mu Su walked forward in the mist, his steps unwavering. After passing through the woods and arriving at the beach, he heard the sound of waves that never stopped day and night.
With the cold water licking his ankles, Mu Su stepped onto the raft, placed the oil lamp on a flat place, held up the oars, and slowly moved away from the safe and warm second island.
Broken light and shadows are reflected on the sea surface. They drive away silence and cover up the sounds of all things approaching——
including danger.
Abnormal waves rippled. At the edge of the oil lamp, a hateful outline slowly emerged, the dividing line between light and darkness, fog and clearness.
It has gray-green skin with a white belly. It is slippery and cold, and its back is covered with scales. There are constantly trembling gills growing on the sides of its neck. The long claws are covered with webbed membranes. The fish head has a huge bulge that never closes.
Eyes, seawater falls along the cold body.
Mu Su stood upright on the rocking raft, his eyes silently watching the abominable thing coming from the water, and he knelt down in front of the raft. As the gills of the fish trembled, a sharp and pious whisper rang out.
"Everything your sword points to is the road."
Mu Su nodded in acquiescence, and the abominable thing from the deep sea pulled the raft, slowing down and sailing towards the other side of the bay.
This scene is like a fantasy——
"Of course it's true."
The sea breeze blew her black hair, Mu Su whispered, her eyes seemed to have passed through a lot of fog, and saw the reality behind the fog.
"See that! Do you see that? This is my man! He's so fucking cool!"
In front of the screen, Lina kept shaking her shoulders and smelling the fragrance.
At the same time, on the other side.
The shadowy footsteps gradually moved away.
Hiding behind a rock, I held my breath while watching, hearing, and asking questions. I waited dizzily for the sound of footsteps to disappear completely, and finally took a big breath.
The cold air rushes into the lungs, dispelling the exhaust gas of muddy thoughts.
The blood flowed down his chin into his shirt, and he looked forward to the joy of having no disaster.
Because he still hasn't escaped because of the terror of the monster.
In fact, as a former social phobia person, I have experienced many horror games either while playing games or on the way to buy games. I have also encountered games where NPCs pretend to be players...
But no game has ever brought him such deep fear.
He didn't even dare to open the live broadcast, nor did he dare to respond to new communications, because he was afraid that the monster would find him...
There was no reason for this speculation, but it was like a seed deeply rooted in his heart. A deep intuition told him: this will really happen.
Da da da--
The echoing low footsteps sounded slowly, getting closer and closer.
Have I been discovered? Wang Wenwen gritted his teeth, grabbed the rocks nearby and rushed out of the hiding place.
A handsome, cold, handsome, calm, and handsome face that shocked him appeared in front of him.
"Musu? Why are you here..."
"Back off."
Black eyes suddenly fell behind Wangwen Wenqie, and Mu Su turned into an afterimage and rushed out. For a while... for a while... for a while, Wang Wenwenqie was shocked, horrified, and horrified. Then, in the battle, Mu Su, who had defeated the enemy, snorted coldly and returned to Wangwen Wenqie.
around.
Then Musu took Wangwenwenqie back to the stone house.
Qianye and others formed a circle and applauded to welcome Mu Su's return.
"You are my Hero!" Yinghua hugged Mu Su and gave her a passionate kiss.
"I want it too!" Qianye squeezed into Mu Su's arms and kissed her on tiptoe.
"Hehe... Yinghua... Qianye... hehe..."
Mu Su's smile gradually became obscene, and was suddenly interrupted by a waving palm stretched out in front of his eyes.
"What are you doing!" Mu Su shouted, his imagination disturbed.
"I am the one who should ask. You have been giggling since just now." Qianye, who was squatting next to him, put down the oil lamp and stood up again. He didn't want to know why Mu Su read his name and giggled.
"I'm just laying out the plan, I'm leaving."
Mu Su raised the oil lamp, tried his best to look indifferent with his dead eyes, and walked outside the stone house while everyone was watching.
Bang.
The instep of his foot suddenly hit the low threshold.
"oops!"
Mu Su fell forward, the oil lamp smashed to pieces on the ground, and his head hit the stone with a dull bang.
The status bar instantly displayed the coma state, and Mu Su rolled his eyes and fell unconscious.
[The majestic and full image completion plan] was stillborn.