The so-called true warriors dare to face the dripping blood. If you are a man, be cruel to yourself... Okay, I can't make it up anymore.
The man in front of him acted too quickly. Dong Bai failed to manage his expression instantly, and a word slowly appeared on his pretty face:?
"Miss, how do you think I will die?"
The sound came from far away, and the player just now rushed out of a private house.
The medical center in Luoyang (that is, the player's resurrection point) is near the Grand Master's Mansion. Seeing that this old man didn't even lose the weak debuff on his body, he rushed over happily.
"If you are not satisfied, I can choose another way to die!"
I saw him take out another banana peel from his bag and throw it at his feet. The next second, this old man slipped his feet and jumped forward with his whole body in the air.
I saw him turning 360 degrees in the air and hitting his forehead on a raised stone. On the spot, red and white mosaics flew all over the floor. He fell face down on the ground with a "pop" sound and slowly melted.
Made white light.
Dong Bai:???
Hitting your head against a rock is not a big deal. Generally speaking, it will only cause a big bump on your head.
The [Weakness] state is more than just a simple attribute weakening. Defense, blood volume, damage, etc. will all become one-fifth of their original value during death and weakness. When superimposed on each other, it is not simply one plus one equals two.
What a rocket headbutt!
Although it had no positive effect, it killed me instantly on the spot.
Huh? Why should I say again?
Dong Bai's sanity dropped wildly, and just after he recovered, he fell into confusion again.
"Miss, I can do it too!"
As we said before, we are experts in death.
The elderly players suddenly discovered a new way to play. After a loud shout, another player took out his long sword and touched his neck, which turned into white light.
Others were not to be outdone and performed their own unique skills.
The more serious ones took out a Japanese sword, wiped it, and slowly stabbed it into their stomachs; the more creative ones threw a bolas into the air and borrowed it with their faces; some set up a bolas on the ground.
The iron gun turned 720 degrees in the air and directly hit the head of the gun. In that scene, the demons were dancing wildly.
It's very unserious.
The most eye-catching one was a player dressed as a minion. He took out a pair of nunchucks, and after a while he hummed, the stick turned into a shadow and kept hitting his head and body for about half a minute.
In the end, he actually beat himself to death.
"Hey, you died so miserably, Ah Du!"
Faced with this purgatory-like scene, Dong Bai's face finally turned from white to blue, and he finally burst into tears.
I'm just a fourteen-year-old gothic lolita NPC, why should I go through this?
Fang Mufeng didn't know how much evil he had done.
This handsome man, who was dressed like a red envelope, was flipping around in various pavilions of the palace, avoiding the sight of patrolling soldiers, and finally successfully lost his way.
Don't ask me why I don't wear night clothes, because it's daytime.
Don't ask me why I didn't walk on the roof, or because it was daytime.
Patrol soldiers are not blind.
Within the original site of the ancient capital Luoyang, the area of the imperial palace accounted for almost one-third of the entire city of Luoyang. It was extremely beautiful in the world, with carved railings and painted buildings, glazed jade bricks, and pavilions and pavilions everywhere as far as the eye could see.
Big is naturally good.
But in "Wushuang", which doesn't even have automatic pathfinding, trying to find Young Emperor Liu Bian or Jade Seal in such a huge area is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Well, by the way.
When Cao Cao released the plot mission, he didn't even give him a portrait of Liu Bian. Apart from knowing that Liu Bian was a fifteen-year-old sidekick, Fang Mufeng knew nothing about his mission goal.
Sure enough, you are just a fool to do this, just rely on your fingers to calculate?
Fang Mufeng felt angry in his heart, muttered a few words, and spat hard on the ground.
"There seems to be movement over there, go and take a look!"
However, just this slight movement attracted a group of patrolling soldiers to come over.
These guys have stupid ears!
The palace is a palace after all. Even though Dong Zhuo deployed a lot of people to vent his personal anger and help his granddaughter regain her place, the patrol density here is still far higher than that of other places.
These patrol soldiers have particularly sensitive senses, and at the slightest sign of trouble, they will gather over to investigate. The reason why Fang Mufeng panicked and finally lost his way was due to these guards.
Not everyone relies on recklessness like Wang Yiyuan. Of course, the main reason is recklessness.
Patrolling soldiers are not only highly capable in combat, but once they find an enemy, the first thing they do is not draw their swords and slash them, but instead shout a warning. It won't take long for them to attract all the other soldiers nearby, and they will even send messengers to ask for help from Dong Zhuo and others.
This is the result of Fang Mufeng spending so much effort and planning to attract players and NPCs from all over Luoyang to the vicinity of Dong Zhuo's Mansion outside the palace.
The patrolling soldier's voice got closer and closer, and Fang Mufeng rushed into the low grass nearby.
"Boom"!
Fang Mufenghe felt like he had bumped into something.
There is someone in the grass.
When the patrol team arrived at the scene, the scene was already silent.
The leader looked around suspiciously, but found nothing. He could only wave his hand reluctantly and lead his subordinates to slowly evacuate.
Among the grass, Fang Mufeng was covering the mouth of a fat boy with one hand.
Seeing the patrol leaving, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Sure enough, no one can see everything in the grass without an eye. This is the law of nature.
Fang Mufeng glanced at the young man who was restrained by him and was struggling.
Tsk, luckily it’s not Galen.
When the crisis was over, Fang Mufeng tore off the young man's cuffs, tore off a piece of tattered cloth, stuffed it into the young man's mouth, took out a bundle of rope from his backpack, and tied it up in twos and twos.
It became zongzi.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
"Shut up! Be honest!"
The young man struggled desperately, but Fang Mufeng raised his right hand and slapped him on the head.
After confirming that the young man could not escape, Fang Mufeng safely picked up the young man by the back of his neck and lifted him up, then found a run-down room with no one around and hid in it.
This young man was dressed as a Jinwu imperial guard. His face was plump, especially because his mouth was stuffed with cloth, and it was even more bulging. At this time, he was whimpering in fear, kicking his short legs and trying to retreat.
Fang Mufeng put away the folding fan, grabbed the little fat man's ankle and dragged him back.
"Little fat man, I don't want to hurt your life. I will untie the cloth from your mouth in a while and you are not allowed to scream. What did I ask and what did you answer? Do you hear me?"