97. Follow meow, follow the right way, thank you, meow
The cold wind blew across the cliff, whining sharply.
After emerging from the cave, Mu Su climbed up the sloping tree trunk. The rushing river beneath his feet was intimidating, but thinking of the adventures approaching in the cave behind him, he jumped down resolutely.
Amidst sighs floating out of the cave, Mu Su jumped down from the Xianshu and fell into the rapid river. He splashed with water and was swallowed up by the river in an instant. Also disappearing was the figure.
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Wow – Wow –
The water spray licks the silhouette lying on the river bank like a tidal wave.
Ahem...
There was a faint cough, and the still silhouette on the river slowly raised its head, revealing a pair of tired and downcast eyes, but they were replaced by dead fish eyes in an instant.
"I'm not dead now, so I'm not the son of destiny again, am I?"
Mu Su, who was in severe pain, cold and hungry, climbed ashore, curled up with his arms and ran to a pebble beach warmed by the midday sun, and lay down in a Taizi position.
But if the child of destiny is really the child of destiny, he should be picked up by a passing girl and taken home to be fed mushroom soup and then...
After thinking about it, the character Tai turned into the character wood.
Mu Su was a little happy and a little regretful. He licked his lips and suddenly felt a little strange.
"Why does my mouth feel a little swollen?"
Mu Su chirped, feeling his lips fighting as he spoke: "What did the NPC do with my body again!"
Mu Su, who was the first to complain, lay lazily on the pebble beach for a long time, until his clothes dried and he felt hot, and then he was driven back to the darkness by the river by hunger.
The distant mountain peaks blocked the sunlight, and the heat faded. Mu Su observed his surroundings - he was obviously in the wilderness. Is the Baiwu War over or in progress?
Mu Su glanced at the unchanged task bar and focused on the river in front of him, fishing in the cold shallows.
From time to time in the river, drowning fish washed down from the upper stream, and were rescued by Mu Su and thrown back to the shore. Ten minutes later, Mu Su splashed back to the river beach, picked up some dried branches, and threw them back without rescue.
Next to the dead fish, prepare to light a fire for cooking.
Then Musu's movements stopped.
He can't make fire.
But this was not a problem for the clever Mu Su. He chose to be idle and skip this plot in a flash.
The branches are still there, but the pile of fish is gone.
Musu squeaked again, and his less swollen lips had a fishy smell.
Satisfied that he didn't feel hungry or cold, Mu Su casually found a direction and walked a few steps, then continued to idle and skip the plot.
After skipping the plot several times, Mu Su suddenly ran into a siege after skipping again.
A young man with a scar on his face and a dozen strong men surrounded him.
"I didn't expect that you would be fine even if you jumped off a cliff..." The surprised young man showed a sinister smile: "But let's see where you are going to run this time..."
"Who are you?"
Mu Su looked like he didn't recognize him, which made the scarred young man angry, but Mu Su suddenly felt that he looked familiar: "You're the one from the auction house!"
"It's too late to beg for mercy now..."
The scarred youth’s hideous smile reappears
"Ah yes yes..."
Mu Su, who realized what was going to happen next, said perfunctorily and clicked to skip the plot, because he really didn't want to face the terrible dance battle.
A moment later, Mu Su appeared in a forest and found that his clothes were ragged and covered in dust. He was shocked: "Is it so intense to dance until your clothes are blown off?"
I don’t know if I won or not, but the pain on my body was no less than that of jumping off a cliff. Mu Su persisted for one minute and fourteen seconds before feeling bored and continued to skip, and then continued this behavior.
Just when Mu Su thought it would be good to jump directly to the ending and start the next dream, the scarred young man and a dozen strong men appeared in the forest clearing.
rustle--
The cold-looking young man and the ruthless scarred young man confront their men.
"You can't run away..."
The breeze blew the treetops, causing ripples in the sea of trees.
It's as if a brutal battle is about to break out, as long as they don't start dancing.
Mu Su wondered why the NPC was in such a mess. Theoretically, he should be able to easily defeat ten or even nine enemies.
So he didn't skip it, he just kept it idle and let the plot develop freely.
"Listen to me and thank you..."
As expected, Lin Gan was the first to hear me say thank you, and slowly waved his arms while singing.
The scarred young man sneered disdainfully, and a strong man behind him stepped forward, stood on tiptoes, and danced like a strong swan among the fallen leaves.
A strong man alone cannot make a forest, and his proficiency and endurance are much inferior to Lin Gan's. However, when his strength is exhausted, he retreats and another strong man takes his place.
They are using wheel warfare!
Mu Su was almost nervous about the situation.
The scarred youth consumed Lin Gan's physical strength while fighting, and used trash talk to influence his mentality: "After entering the Hundred Dances War, you have been chased by me, and there is no time to eliminate other contestants... Do you think you can still advance?
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"Go back to your dynamic town. The Hundred Dance War is not something a country boy like you deserves to get involved in."
Lin Gan remained indifferent and continued to hum and beat.
"What a pathetic guy, with a vitality as strong as a cockroach... He framed you for stealing and had the officials arrest you, and had people attack you while you were sleeping, chase you and even drive you off a cliff. Why don't you die..."
Lin Gan's singing and movements suddenly became chaotic.
There was a coldness in the scarred young man's eyes, and he continued: "One of my elders told me an interesting story not long ago... It was a dance competition. He met a useless person who had no ability, and he won with one move.
After passing him, the man knelt on the ground and cried to him for mercy..."
"You lied!"
Lin Gan roared angrily, stopped singing and dancing, then spat out a mouthful of blood due to the reversal of his dancing energy, and retorted with a pale face: "You were sent by Lin Tianmei!"
The young man with the scar sneered and surrounded him with the strong men.
So why does this terrible worldview always include plots about the bloody king...
Mu Su sighed.
Komaki Su is kind-hearted, but he can't bear to see this.
After canceling the idle period, Mu Su took over his body, quickly grabbed a handful of dirt, and looked at the people in front of him with pity: "Why are you forcing me..."
Spreading his hands, sand and soil flowed from between his fingers...
"Sandstorm...Funeral!"
Along with the cold drink and the dust filling the sky, the scarred young man and the strong man screamed and covered their eyes. When they opened their red eyes, there was no trace of Lin Gan in front of them.
"Chase him! He can't run far!"
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Towering on the mountains of the earth.
A head poked out from the edge of the cliff, then shrank back for a moment.
This is it.
Mu Su, who saw the leaning tree, climbed down the cliff and crawled downwards while holding on to the protruding rocks. Suddenly, he stepped on the air and fell downwards.
Fortunately, Mu Su was caught by the leaning tree. Unfortunately, his crotch landed first.
Mu Su, who was sitting on the tree trunk with a painful expression on his face, hugged the leaning tree and remained motionless. After resting for a long time, he endured the pain and climbed up, clutching his abdomen, and ducked into the cave.
Deep in the cave, an unkempt figure looked at him in surprise.
