Chapter 872: Catacombs 23

Chapter 872 Catacomb Survival 23

The sharp and high-frequency nail scraping sound never stops.

The flashlights were all extinguished, and in the darkness, the hearing became sharp and painful.

Behind, a large number of black nails poked and deformed the platinum crystal. Fu Anan didn't pay attention, and was stabbed in the back.

It seems to feel that there are people inside, and those things outside are even more crazy, and the thick vine cushions are made up and down.

Besides the sounds of scraping around, there were faint screams of men and women in pain, as if they were coming from other caves.

They stayed on the vines, not daring to approach any wall.

A full six hours.

Finally, they are safe.

The flashlight returned to light, and the temperature gradually rose.

At the same time, the A-grade platinum crystal with a faint golden yellow is full of fine cracks.

Touch lightly with your fingers, these platinum crystals are like decayed paper after being blown by the wind and the sun, falling lightly, as if they have no weight.

There are still six hours, the game is over.

Fu Anan was lying on the vine, ready to take a short rest.

Turning sideways, turning her head, and adjusting to a comfortable position, she happened to meet Lu Shen next to her.

Lu Shen glanced down, the fake smile still hung on his face, "Kicking here is not acceptable."

Fu An'an grabbed his right shoulder with his left hand, bit his clothes hard with his teeth, and pulled it hard.

Bone setting, the arm returns to its original position.

Forget about the sourness, Lu Shen made up for all the hardships that he didn’t experience in the crypt.

"Do you really not consider being my person?"

Lu Shen looked at her.

Aside from her appearance, let's not talk about the unclear relationship between Fu Yizhi and Ye Changfei. After getting along with her for the past few days, he was very satisfied with her strength.

Such a talent, he will be very happy if he can join LS.

Fu Anan licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and spat out a mouthful of blood, "Brother, we are all torn apart, so let's stop dreaming, okay?"

"What a pity..."

Lu Shen said this, and there was a smile in his eyes that he couldn't hide.

How should I put it, if Fu Anan is really willing to take refuge in him, his satisfaction may be greatly reduced.

Meet a talent you like very much, and want her to submit to you, and hope that she will be sincere.

Those in positions of power also have moments of self-contradiction.