Chapter 523: Jiancun 37

Chapter 523 Jiancun 37

Fu Anan didn't know why she insisted on doing this, but she keenly felt that if her plan was realized, it would greatly increase the difficulty of the game.

She bent down, trying to put this thing into the space.

However, rather unexpectedly, there is an inexplicable force preventing her from doing so.

This was the first time she felt this way.

Even though she used great strength, she only separated a small piece from the huge mirror.

A piece the size of a mobile phone.

Compared with a copper mirror with a diameter of two meters, it is nothing.

Fu Yizhi was also acting at this time, trying to use external force to separate the two from the bronze mirror.

But Shi Yicai and Gu Qiang were firmly attracted, and it only took five seconds for the mirror to be destroyed.

The blood flowed in the mirror extremely quickly, filling the entire gap in an instant, and under the light of the fire, it became a complex graphic.

In the dark room of the village chief.

The holy face of the unguarded clay idol suddenly became strange, with the corners of its mouth raised slightly.

Snapped-

The clay sculpture is broken.

at the same time

Everyone in Jian Village screamed in pain, and uncontrollably picked up the bronze mirror that had not been completely burned.

Some bronze mirrors in the flames were burnt red by the fire, and the skin and flesh made a rustling sound when touched.

Is she so confident of surviving in this situation?

Even if these things don't mess with her, Fu An'an dares to trick her like this, it won't make her feel better if she has a chance!

While fleeing all the way, Fu Anan kept thinking about it.

At this time, the houses on both sides of the road are still burning, and I don’t know how long it will continue to burn. On the way, these villagers have stopped mutating.

The mutated villagers began to look at them, and that feeling was chilling.

The two ran all the way to the edge of the village.

Fortunately, these weird villagers did not chase after them.

The two hid back to the place where they started, quietly waiting for the dawn, and observing what would happen next.

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The eighth day of the game, about eight o'clock in the morning.

The village in front of it has been burnt to nothing, leaving only black walls, carbonized wood, and thick black smoke.

The whole village seemed to be covered with a layer of black cloth. Without the sun, the sky was yellow and dark.

Goodnight everybody!

I'm having dinner with my friends in the afternoon, so it's only three o'clock.

But starting tomorrow, five changes every day!

New Year's rich children, will not be salted fish!