Chapter 135: Mausoleum City Wudu 8

Chapter 135 Mausoleum City of Fog 8

"Brother Hu, I saw you are pitiful, so I took you through the game together.

The most important thing in a survival game is to have nothing to hide from each other and trust each other, you know? "

Tian Yong stared at his eyes to beat him.

"Know, know."

Hu Buchang nodded, he regarded Tian Yong as a life-saving straw.

Especially knowing that there are only 10 players and 100,000 NPCs in the game. Most of the time, after 30 days are over, I don’t know who is playing this round with me.

"Brother Tian, ​​this round of board and lodging expenses are all on my account, you must help me!"

Hu Buchang said that he was very afraid that Tian Yong would dislike him as a burden and abandon him.

"Brother Yong, look at you scaring this child."

At this time, a woman came out of the house. After all, he looked at Tian Yong with all kinds of flair.

The name of the visitor was Kang Jiafang, in her thirties. The player who was also involved in the game only passed one round of the game.

She has more experience than Hu Buchang, but she also knows how much she has.

So on the first day of the game, I took the initiative to expose my identity as a player, hoping that some powerful players will lead me.

"If it's okay, I'll close the door."

Fu Anan put a perfunctory smile on her face, trying to make herself appear amiable, "Standing at the door of a girl's room for no reason will be regarded as a pervert."

A pervert will be beaten.

Fu Anan read the last half of the sentence silently in her heart.

"I, I have something I want to ask you." Hu Buchang looked in the corridor, and then asked carefully, "Are you a player?"

The astonishment in Fu Anan's eyes flashed quickly, his face was normal, as if he didn't hear it.

It was quiet for half a minute.

Fu Anan frowned slightly, "Ask any questions you have."

Hu Buchang carefully observed Fu Anan's appearance, which was exactly the same as the NPC he met before.

They couldn't hear any questions about the game, and they didn't respond to any inquiries about the game, and their thinking was still stuck in his last sentence.

When he thought that the other party was just a simple NPC, Hu Buchang relaxed a lot.

"I want to ask you, what do you do on weekdays?"

Even though she was just an NPC, Fu Anan's identity still made him curious.

Hearing this, Fu Anan narrowed his eyes, his expression turned cold instantly, and he slapped him against the wall with a palm.