Chapter 661: Assessment Game 43

Chapter 661 Assessment Game 43

People in the village live a hard life, but the houses that have been around for hundreds of years are well-maintained and exquisite.

The village chief enshrines the model of the earth building, and each household has set up a shrine for it.

When Wang Ziyi and the others were pregnant, they were extremely obsessed with Tulou. She even took off her clothes and pressed her body tightly against it, which made her think that they were mentally abnormal.

...

Thinking about it carefully, these little details are frightening to think about.

The most obvious places are often the most easily overlooked.

If it is really what she imagined...

Fu Anan looked at her hand holding the railing of the tulou, and suddenly felt an inexplicable dizziness, and her eyes when looking at the tulou became free and confused. Until a cold touch woke her up, and when she realized it, she actually pressed her face against the railing. The most important thing is that at that moment, she felt that she was not sticking to the railing, but the railing was touching her face!

The dense, moist and disgusting touch spread from the cheeks to the brain, making the scalp numb.

Fu An'an hurriedly took two steps back and looked at the whole tulou.

An antique building that has been around for hundreds of years and can accommodate more than 500 people.

How to "kill" such an NPC?

Use fire?

Fu Anan looked at the burning man who was blocked downstairs...

Forget it.

The Pyromen behind were not cleared, they rushed over.

With their distractions, there is simply no time to try.

She thought of her beauty skin.

Spread out this small square thing, the skin of the beauty is so thin that it is transparent.

Use it to cover itself.

A cold and gloomy feeling spread all over her body, but this weird touch gave her a sense of security.

This beauty skin works.

The Pyro men who kept coming up lost their target and crowded the corridor. Although they couldn't see them, they kept approaching, squeezing Fu An'an in the corner.

The hot temperature is also transmitted through the skin of the beauty.

His back was almost numb, and she smelled a burnt smell.

I don't know whether it is the beauty's skin or her skin that is scorched.

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Take it in!

Fu Anan endured the severe pain, and only this voice remained in her mind.

Between breathing, the two streams of energy inside and outside are constantly pulling.

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