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Chapter 598 Rose Festival 27

Before Feng Che left, he gave He Xiaoman a refreshing tea bag and told her to be careful about anyone, because you can't determine whether a person's identity is an NPC, even if it is really an NPC, Paper Rose

Wasn't she also instigated by her dear Brother Feng to come here and want to kill them?

This time Feng Che also gave He Xiaoman a thorough experience of what it means to be brave and deceitful, and what actor-level acting skills are.

In fact, He Xiaoman wanted to ask Feng Che what would have happened if she had not gone out to rescue Feng Che in time.

The moment he was about to ask the question, He Xiaoman suppressed the question again. With his clear acting style, he would never take risks without being completely sure. Even if there was no other way, he still had someone who could deal with players and NPCs.

A hammer that can be used casually.

He Xiaoman has reason to believe that the hammer is definitely not Feng Che's trump card.

And the Ye family, a noble family that has been standing in the universe for who knows how many years, will never really attack him again and again just because of the most worthless house deed.

Some things were just right when Feng Che came to an end. He Xiaoman knew the elegant meaning after hearing Xian Ge. He deliberately pretended to pursue He Xiaoman because the Ye family hired Feng Che, and it cost a lot of money.

This time, He Xiaoman himself was dragged into the game copy, and he once again sent someone whose level was no lower than Feng Che's to kill him. The price he paid was even higher than hiring Feng Che.

It is true that such things as the tyrant boss's anger for a beauty, the family's spending money on the younger generation's anger, and the defeat of the King of Tianliang do exist.

But even if he didn't want to belittle himself, He Xiaoman still felt that if they mobilized forces like this just because she transferred the title of the Ye family's daughter's small shabby house, it would be no different from using missiles to bombard a grasshopper just to eat its two hind legs.

If this kind of family were so brainless, they wouldn't be able to become one of the super families that dominate his universe.

There must be a reason that Feng Che couldn't say or even he didn't know, that made Ye Jia have to kill him.

I don't know why, but when He Xiaoman thought about this, instead of feeling fear, he felt a sense of pride and unyieldingness in his heart.

Such a big family can be pruned out with great effort. She is like a grasshopper to the Ye family, but doesn't the extreme asymmetry mean that she has extreme value?

Ever since she stabbed her with a finger and became the owner of Laoshizi House, are there still many people who want to kill her? Why isn't she still living happily? Don't worry about the reason, the process is not important.

The outside has begun to become noisy, and screams and wails can be heard from time to time. People will always gather around to watch and then disperse indifferently, continuing to wander on the Rose Street. NPCs are also playing their roles conscientiously.

Role.

The smell of aroma and putrefaction in the hotel is getting stronger and stronger, like the charm and enchantment born from rot and filth. It is beautiful, but it always brings out an ominous feeling of death.

He Xiaoman almost wanted to hang the tea bag on his nose.

From day to night, there were occasional footsteps, screams, and even hysterical calls for help in the corridor, but the players seemed to have figured out certain rules just like He Xiaoman, and no one ran out to open the door randomly anymore.

But when Feng Che left, He Xiaoman saw that the body of Paper Rose, which had been casually thrown by the hammer on the corridor, was long gone.

Disappeared without a sound.

This made He Xiaoman even more determined. Even if Feng Che came to pick her up on the third day, she would not step out of this room again, life or death.

As for Yan Binghuan's death on this bed, He Xiaoman no longer felt it. Paper Rose still died in this room, and there was also the killer sent by the Ye family disguised as Fu. There was no need to worry about the debt.

Did He Xiaoman see this? Did he not see this? This was a copy of the survival game. He Xiaoman felt that with this speed of death, it would not be an exaggeration to say that every inch of land and every inch of blood in the entire Rose Town was lost.

Thanks to his skills and courage in the eye dimension, He Xiaoman at least has no worries about food and drink.

After eating and drinking, He Xiaoman lay on bed early to recharge his batteries.

Since you can't predict what will happen next, try to sleep as much as possible while you can still sleep peacefully.

Who knows if there will be such an opportunity to sleep in a comfortable and soft bed in the remaining four days?

Although He Xiaoman went to bed early this night, he didn't sleep well.

The stench from the corridor, the knocking on the door, the sound of running, including the door of He Xiaoman's room had all been smashed by people, some from the corridor, some from NPCs or players.

Even including Yang Duanduan's plea for help.

He Xiaoman was awakened from her dreams several times and remained unmoved. In such a copy of the game, she preferred to be a cold-blooded and calm player, with a simple and persistent purpose, which was to survive.

In order to slow down the speed of his vegetative transformation, Yang Duanduan actually pushed three people into the rose bushes one afternoon. One of them was a player, and this player did not take the rose queen. Although his body was covered with pricks and bruises, the wounds were basically on the epidermis.

, the two people had a conflict at that time.

Afterwards, the player directly gathered two NPCs and rushed into Yang Duanduan's room and beat her to death.

"I helped you before, He Xiaoman, you can't just die without saving me!"

Ah, you have hurt me before, so can I add insult to injury?

The two NPCs were instigated by the players and dragged Yang Duanduan to who knows where. For five minutes, she made all kinds of vicious and filthy curses and curses in the corridor. He Xiaoman was lucky enough to hear his name in there.

She decided that she would give herself a stage name if she entered this kind of dungeon again in the future, and would call anyone she disliked by that name. It had nothing to do with He Xiaoman if she scolded him like this.

He Xiaoman woke up early the next morning and smelled a strong smell of rancidity and blood.

Her heart tightened.

This smell never moved at her door.

He Xiaoman quietly walked to the door and stood quietly. She could even feel the thing sticking tightly to her door, and the other party was obviously aware of her approach.

Across a door, they faced each other silently.

a long time……

The rancid smell gradually went away, and He Xiaoman's heart became a little more stable. They still abided by the contract.

Fortunately, only the muscular man has the identity of a rotten man. Otherwise, if everyone were to find an NPC who is a double cultivator like him and become half-man, half-corpse, then the whole building would be like a deserted place.

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Jiang Mingyan and Gu Jingfu's flowers were sent out, and soon after the rancid smell disappeared, several people from the temporary team came to see He Xiaoman again.

It was said that Fu Fu usually did not come out to harm people when there were many people, so they asked He Xiaoman to go see Yang Duanduan with them.

She bloomed.

It is a pity that the flower sender Yan Binghuan was not lucky enough to enjoy the fruits of victory and was killed by Yang Duanduan long ago.

Yang Duanduan was like a sacrificial halal girl, with her hands clasped in front of her chest, her knees on her knees, and her eyes devoutly looking at the sky. The strange thing was that her body was covered with rose branches and leaves and sharp thorns, and a delicate rose queen was emerging from her.
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