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Chapter 162: Alien Space

"Misunderstanding..." The bad cowboy who stole the chicken but failed to lose it retracted his hand angrily. Last time, a good thing was ruined by a screaming cat in the middle of the night. This time, the damn Xiaobai was caught in the middle again. It's really

Not powerful!

"Xiao Niu, I've already held your hand, can you be more careful?" Wu Qing's voice sounded quite plaintive. Why did this stupid big man ignore his youth and beauty and actually hold her with one hand and think about it with the other?

Meet other beauties?

"I..." The bad cowboy's expression couldn't be seen clearly in the darkness, but one thing was certain, that expression was definitely not cute.

A huge force pulled the bodies of several people in the darkness, and then, a huge black hole sucked the five of them, including Hassan and several other NPCs, into it.

At the last moment, Haoran freed up a hand to grab the bad cowboy. The five of them each had their own specialties. As long as the formation remained unchanged, even a level 70 crystal boss could still compete with them.

In the blink of an eye, the five people fell heavily onto a piece of gravel. The edges of the small stones were very sharp, and without any accident, many wounds were made on their exposed skin.

Haoran was the first to get up and looked around carefully. Looking around, within a radius of one kilometer, there was rubble everywhere, much like an abandoned mine. A bloody full moon hung in the sky, and he felt

He felt an indescribable depression, as if all the energy in his body had been sucked out by this strange moon. There were three scratches on his face, and blood flowed down his cheeks and into his mouth, giving him a fishy and salty taste.

"Now I know how much women value faces." He sighed and looked blankly at Qingqing and Xiaoyun. There were obviously several serious scars on their arms, but their faces were not disfigured at all.

It can be seen that when the two fell, they tightly protected their beautiful little faces with their arms.

"It's not just women, right?" The bad cowboy's face was the most severely scratched, and he looked completely disfigured. He looked at Qing Wu with a look of disdain.

Not only did he protect his face, he didn't even suffer any injuries on his neck. Of course, the cost was that there were several twenty or thirty centimeter long wounds on his arms.

"Hmph, how can such a handsome face like yours be comparable to that of a stupid cow like you?" Wu Qingqing glanced at the rotten cowboy with disdain and said, "Xiao Niu, your appearance is becoming more and more distasteful to me."

"Ruthless beauty, if there is a trace of blood on your sexy lips, you will look even more seductive." Xiaoyun couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.

"That's a good idea." He smiled evilly, and actually wiped the blood from his arm on the corner of his mouth, and said with an evil smile: "Isn't this beautiful?"

"..." Situ Muyun was suddenly speechless.

"Dizzy..." Looking at that face that was so enchanting that people couldn't bear to look at it any longer, Qingqing couldn't stand it anymore and quickly turned around to talk to Haoran.

"Brother Xiaobai, where is this?" As she spoke, she swallowed a blood bottle, and the wounds on her body healed in an instant, without leaving even a scar. Fortunately, in the game, no matter how injured you are, as long as you recover,

As long as you take a breath and replenish your energy and blood, you can recover completely.

"Warrior, where is this?" Hassan and others fell not far away from them. At this time, they also ran to Haoran's side, as if they wanted to find out something from him.

"I came here out of nowhere..." Haoran spread his hands, hoping that others could give him an answer as to where this place was.

"This breath feels a bit familiar." Qingqing sniffed his nose, and there was still some residual black mist in the air, and he said with some doubts.

Haoran also took a deep breath. Indeed, the smell was somewhat familiar. Where had he encountered the same smell? He searched his memory suspiciously.

Yes, this aura is somewhat similar to that of the Netherworld Saber-Toothed Tiger.

The netherworld saber-toothed tiger is the mount of Radamandis, one of the three giants in the underworld. The aura on his body should come from hell. Now that this smell appears, did they just activate the magic circle to teleport to the underworld?

"Are we in the underworld right now?" After Haoran said this, everyone was speechless.

"Damn it, is that bitch Filia having an affair with Pluto?" The bad cowboy was so angry that he cursed: "It's so late, are you going to let us finish the task and go to bed?"

When Hassan and others heard this, they all turned away with embarrassed faces. Although Filia's intention to launch a coup was clearly exposed, after all, the identity of the mother of a country was still there, and now she was rescued by this person who had just saved her.

When their warriors were described like this, they really didn't know what to say.

"No wonder, there is such a heavy aura of dark energy." Qingqing frowned, and from the bottom of her heart she accepted the fact that this was the underworld.

"The bloody moon, even if it is not the underworld, is not the Tager Continent." Xiaoyun pondered for a few seconds and said.

"Staying here is not an option, why not go forward and see if you can encounter anything." Haoran suggested.

At this moment, the communicator on Haoran's friend panel suddenly beeped. When he opened it, he saw that it was a cat screaming in the middle of the night.

"Xiao Bai, I'm dead..." Maomao said obviously crying: "We are at the resurrection point now."

"Don't be sad." Haoran quickly comforted him and said: "Isn't it just a level drop? After completing this task, I will take you personally and you will be able to practice it back in a while."

"I'm not sad about losing a level. The problem is that I'm trapped at the resurrection point now. The system prompts me that I can only be free when your mission is completed or fails." Maomao said depressedly.

"Can't you go offline?" Haoran was stunned and asked.

"Yes, but when I go offline, the system will default to me quitting the mission on my own. I will stay here now. If you complete the mission, I can still follow you to receive the reward."

"Is that so?" Haoran understood and cursed in his mind. This game developer is really perverted. He has to be stuck in there for hours if he doesn't want to go offline. This game designer is really inhumane.

"Then let's hurry up and get you out as soon as possible. As for now, you can close your eyes and doze off for a while. Anyway, this game is highly simulated, so maybe you can really fall asleep." Haoran came up with an idea.

"This is the last resort," Maomao replied boredly, "Right now, I want to chat with a beautiful woman."

"We have a ruthless beauty here, do you want her?" Haoran slyly introduced the ruthless beauty. I wonder what Maomao's expression looked like when he saw Wuqing.

"I want to be clear..." Maomao seems to have always been obsessed with Lan Qingjue.

"Go away, go offline. I decided to take a nap first and then come back to do the task." Haoran replied directly without saying a word.

"Don't... let me chat with other beauties." Maomao realized that something was wrong and immediately surrendered.

"Before chatting, let me tell you about your previous experience. We are in a place with a red moon hanging in the sky. Have you been here before?" Haoran chuckled and returned to the topic.


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