Chen Shen's expression couldn't help but twist at the moment he picked up the iron axe. He took a deep breath and lifted the axe, and his calves couldn't help but tremble.
There was a moment of doubt in the young man's expression about life.
It shouldn't be, the girl in front of me clearly swings the ax with ease.
Oh, he forgot. Chen Shen thought silently, there is still a wall between players and NPCs, so it is human nature that he can't move it.
[Hahahahahaha, I don’t know what the anchor’s expression was when he found out that the person standing in front of him was also an anchor. 】
[Before I met Chen Shen, I always thought that this ax was made of gold and jade with a layer of embroidery on the outside, and that it was just important. I didn’t expect that our Sangsang was incredibly powerful.]
Because it involved discussions about players, these barrages did not appear in front of the two people.
Chen Shen looked at the barrage of "hahahaha" with confusion in his eyes, thinking that he probably thought it was interesting that he couldn't lift the axe.
Sang Qi commanded, "Smash it and see."
Chen Shen didn't understand, but he still did it.
He swung the ax with great effort... leaving a tiny scratch on the ice coffin.
Sang Qi rubbed his chin. Since it is a prop, it is not completely useless. Just like this iron axe, which has the lowest sales volume, there is a short line of introduction that says, "With the blessing of the river god, there will be a 0.0001 chance of good luck."
Her luck is within the normal range, and she occasionally gets lucky with double yellows in a row, but she never cares about such small-probability events.
Anyway, she won't run into him.
Sang Qi touched his nose, and when he raised his head again, he unexpectedly met the cold eyes of the goddess in the ice coffin.
Sang Qi: "..."
Chen Shen, who was beside him, couldn't hold the ax anymore. Tired, he held his waist and waved his hands repeatedly. When he turned his head, he saw the girl's expression as if she had been struck by lightning.
Chen Shen raised his head in confusion: "Why...fuck!"
The goddess who was sleeping in the ice coffin has opened her eyes and is looking down at the two people in front of her. Her hair is very long, almost blocking her entire body, and her dark eyes are shining with a strange light.
When she closed her eyes and fell asleep, she had an indescribable holy aura, but when she opened her eyes now, she felt a bit colder and weirder.
"Master Priest, what should we do?" Chen Shen did not expect such a scene at all.
Sang Qi twitched the corners of his lips: "Are you particularly lucky?"
Chen Shen didn't understand, but he still replied obediently: "Ah, yes. I often win the lottery, and when playing card games, I also get three yellows in a row from time to time... The viewers in the live broadcast room say that I draw cards."
"I said how can I move forward with a heavy burden? It turns out that someone is helping me to calm down the years." Sang Qi laughed out loud for a moment, remembering that he often had to eat up to his minimum allowance, and couldn't help but grind his teeth.
The girl calmed down her expression, turned her head and took another look at the goddess in the ice coffin.
Her expression became a little more solemn.
Chen Shen followed her gaze and looked over. Before he could ask what to do, Sang Qi slapped him on the head.
"What are you looking at? Run quickly!"
Sang Qi has always been a talented person who knows the current affairs. She ran the way she came and went without hesitation.
However, the next second, there was the sound of something breaking apart from behind.
Then, the woman's cold knuckles scratched the girl's face. She lay next to Sang Qi's ear and asked her softly: "Are you leaving?"