Chapter 569： Xuanzang?

Su Bai sat by the pond, and it was dark at night. He was like a lonely night watchman.

Is boring,

Also very boring,

Because Su Bai is not clear, how long will he stay here, and, in a certain sense, since the broadcast has been done on the definition of "three hours", this time has been extended to correspondingly, then, Broadcasting will definitely limit you a lot in this world of stories.

Otherwise, in such a long period of time, Su Bai can go to the demon to hunt the monsters, or go to the treasure hunt in the Taoist mountain gate, all the way to the indigenous people in the world of the story, see the robbers, see you, this The world of stories that is suitable for the low-level audience of smoked children is coming in, which is basically equivalent to sending a tiger into the sheepfold.

But it is clear that Su Bai does not say mutton now, even a smell of sheep has not been smelled, the pond is very clean, but there is no fish, want to catch the fish to roast and roast can not do.

Fortunately, I don’t want to eat for the time being. It’s not very big for Su Bai. The glass frame used to cover you and keeps the vitality. The environment like this has been experienced. Now this environment Although it limits your freedom, it is quite friendly.

However, there is some feeling of uneasiness in Su Bai’s heart, that is, his strength is still too high compared to the listener’s level of audience.

Broadcasting can't set itself directly to the final boss, so that they are almost equal to the smoker, but if you follow this line of thought, if the broadcast wants to set itself to NPCboss?

Then, the broadcast should weaken its own strength, weaken its own strength, or simply hurt itself, let its own strength fall, fall to the level of the audience of the "following the heart", "sincere cooperation" and then "nine deaths" "Under the level that can be defeated."

In short, there are many ways and there are many possibilities. It depends on how the radio decides how to choose.

In the yard, there are actually houses, but before Su Bai tried it, the doors and windows here are closed, even if you can’t open your fists, here, just like the confinement, you don’t even have the power to vent. .

However, just as the moon hangs at the top, all the rooms here are starting to rise up with layers of white mist. These white mists slowly gather into the pond and melt in the water, creating a kind of "fairyland." The feeling of ethereal.

What is this moth?

Su Bai stood up and walked to the front of a room, reaching out, but his hand stopped in midair.

Oh shit,

This will not be a broadcast intentional?

If I have been sitting here to enjoy the moon, how can it have a chance to seriously hurt myself?

At this point, Su Bai stepped back two steps.

by,

I still get rewards from Laozi. It is not my story world. I don’t follow your mind. Can you really punished my normal audience?

If it is the story world that I entered, some rules that are customary, Su Bai must be obeyed. This is a kind of tacit agreement between the audience and the broadcast.

However, now, Su Bai is coming in by "reward". Su Bai really does not believe that the radio will take himself as a normal listener to knead, otherwise this reward will become a joke.

However, although Su Bai did not open the door, all the doors and windows were automatically opened at this time, and a "beep" sound was heard;

Su Bai stood at the door and watched the mist blew on himself. The mist was not poisonous, and there was no smell. It looked very pure.

Only, very soon, there was a humming sound in the room, and a piece of quaint and heavy music rang from the inside.

Su Bai doesn't know much about music, especially this kind of classical music. Naturally, he doesn't know what music is playing inside. But as the music rises, the sky gradually gathers a black cloud and the moon. Give it a cover.

"Hey..."

"Hey..."

"Hey..."

A sound of crisp friction came from the house.

Su Bai’s face also showed a dignified color, because it was not only the sound, but the pure white mist, which also began to infiltrate an ink black.

"Hey..."

This is the impact of the armor of the armor, the looming, and the collision of the leading edge with the scabbard.

At this time, Su Bai suddenly thought of a possibility, a very embarrassing, trivial possibility, but it is in line with the possibility of broadcasting aesthetics.

Oh shit,

It is possible that the broadcaster did not intend to be the final mission NPC, but to use himself as a sharpening stone.

There is already a corpse in it, and it is obvious that there is a big scorpion to come out, but this big scorpion is probably unsolvable to the audience of the scent of the smoked child, so Su Bai is needed to seriously hurt him.

Seriously hurt him, or Su Bai was seriously injured, and randomly selected a suitable NPC to be the final task, for the broadcast, there is no difference.

But it made Su Bai feel a little unacceptable, but then Su Bai realized that there was a problem. In Tianjin, the young firefighter, his father, was next to him, but he watched the explosion happen and watched. Looking at his son is likely to die in this, but did not go up to save him, but waiting for Su Bai to pass the shot, and finally also accept the human feelings of Su Bai, in the punishment of the world of the story is a side of Su Baiwang .

Self, is it because it is too deliberate?

With the reward of broadcasting, but deliberately want to come in and break the balance in the world of broadcast stories?

If the broadcast is deemed to be like this, then the so-called reward may no longer be a reward;

It is like a certain general in ancient times who received the gold medal from the emperor, but he deliberately took the gold medal to death and went to the emperor's harem to make a misconduct. Do you think he will die?

But now it seems that the broadcast is just to put the punishment on itself, just to target yourself, this is a blessing in misfortune.

Holding an idea like this, Su Bai will no longer struggle with anything, waving his hand to dispel the black fog in front of him and actively enter the room inside.

As a result, one foot just stepped in, and immediately a salty hurricane rushed.

Su Bai’s figure immediately withdrew, but he was still grabbed by two hands with long nails.

"Roar!"

A low-lying beast resembling a beast came from inside, and the other's arms also had a powerful force. It seemed that the white was intended to be pulled directly into it.

This action,

This position,

This step,

Su Bai is really familiar. The next moment, the other party is estimated to be facing the soft flesh of his neck. Whether it is a zombie or a blood family, there is actually a habit, that is, from the living neck position is actually the most Cozy and most enjoyable.

"boom!"

Su Bai raised his hands and grabbed the other's arms. The legs were slightly bent and the center of gravity was pressed.

For a time,

Su Bai and the unknown zombies in the black fog formed a similar stalemate.

But then, the other side suddenly slammed the force and rushed straight toward Su Bai. Su Bai was unexpected, and had to be pushed back and forth.

The other person's body shape also appeared from the black fog. It turned out to be a zombie dressed in a royal robe. The zombie skin is very white and white, but this should not be his natural skin color. It is estimated to be a post-mortem legacy. Make-up, layer by layer of thick white powder.

"噗通..."

Su Bai fell into the pond with the zombie wearing a robe. The water in the pond was very ice, but the body of the two people was even more ice.

This zombie is like a hunger and thirst, and he constantly wants to press Su Bai down on the flesh and blood of Su Bai. Rao is the physical strength of Su Bai, and he can only stalemate with him. Open him.

Finally, Su Bai deliberately sold the other party a gap. When the other party directly bowed his head, Su Bai grabbed the other's neck, and the whole person turned over. Although the body had resistance to water flow in the pond, the flesh of both sides In fact, power has not long said that the small water flow resistance can be offset.

Su Bai’s arms smothered each other, his figure bent down and his waist was forced, and he jerked a reversal.

"boom!"

The zombies were directly slammed on the shore by Su Bai, and the figure was drawn across the floor tiles, rubbing a string of sparks.

However, the other party immediately bounced again and continued to rush to Su Bai. Su Bai quickly retreated and went to the other side from the other side. There was a pond between the two sides.

"Hey, it's really like a cowhide." Su Bai took a sip, and a person with a special identity became a zombie after death. The horrible degree would rise straight. The body is still wearing a robe, and it is estimated that it should be a full-fledged person. The emperor, the guy who had sat in the dragon chair during his lifetime, was inevitably contaminated with Ziwei infuriating. Once he died, it was a BUG.

In the recent struggle, Su Baike did not keep his hands, and all the heavy punches greeted the zombies, but the other party was really unseen and thick, and he completely ate his own attack. But there is not much reaction and injury performance.

The other party began to smash over to Su Bai. His speed was very fast. He could still make a residual image in the air. Almost immediately, he came to Su Bai and flew directly to Su Bai.

"boom!"

Two physically strong men pressed together again, and the other's stinky mouth was facing Su Bai's face. I don't know if the water in the pond or the saliva dripped.

This time, the distance is close, plus the water in the pond has been washed, the makeup on the other side is gone, revealing a face full of pockmarks, and this pock is not a natural look at first glance. It should be a disease residue.

This time, Su Bai finally can guess the true identity of this zombie. Immediately, Su Bai quickly cringes and rigidly switches to a zombie state.

The other party's movement suddenly stagnate, and it seems that I don't understand why the food in front of me suddenly becomes my own kind.

"Xuan Zang?" Su Bai screamed tentatively.