Chapter 32 Black Crow
When the two black crows turned their heads to question, they saw a human holding a weapon in front of the other.
"Autumn bean sack!"
The evil ghost made a sound, but Wen Ning didn't listen and raised the dagger in his hand, ready to attack the Pope, when a sound rang in his ears.
"Welcome to the third round of the Black Crow Round Table Storytelling. If the Black Crow has left his seat, please sit back down."
Wen Ning's arm was blocked by an unknown force. Seeing that the dagger was about to stab a black crow to death, she reluctantly used force, but her arm did not move at all.
Wen Ning raised her eyes to look at Zhu Buping, and stopped when she saw that the other person was doing the same thing.
[Skill Card: Number of dagger uses 8/10]
Xiaowei's voice sounded in her ears, and Wen Ning lowered her eyes and sat back down.
She hates wasting a skill card in vain!
"This story is led by me."
"who?"
Zhang San asked aloud.
"I!"
Another sound.
"who?"
Wen Ning also expressed doubts.
"They all said it was me!"
Wen Ning followed the sound and found a black crow emerging from under the magician's coat that had disappeared.
If you look closely, you can see that the crow's neck has been pinched.
Wen Ning recalled the magician's actions before his death and said, "Hey, are you still alive?"
The black crow rose into the air and gave Wen Ning a flying kick, "Please don't anger me."
It fluttered its wings and stood on the ruins of the collapsed round table. It raised its wings proudly and opened its mouth and said: "My agent this year, the Fool, has been fooled. The second temporary agent has also been fooled. You are the most perverted ones I have ever led."
One-term membership!”
The black crow turned its red eyes and saw Zhu Buping take action. It took off and landed on the queen's shoulder. The peach wood sword replaced it and was stuck straight on the ruins.
The black crow stretched out its wings and pointed at Zhu Buping, and a hurricane blew past, destroying the mahogany sword and directly cutting off Zhu Buping's right ear.
"Don't try to trick me, this is just a small warning."
As he spoke, the black crow jumped in front of Li Tingting. Its dark red pupils reflected the other person's shrinking figure, and suddenly flew into the air and screamed.
"The third round of the Black Crow Round Table Storytelling Conference prohibits the use of all external forces and requires complex character settings. The third round of the story officially begins. We invite evil ghosts to start, and then the Black Crow Solitaire is randomly selected."
Jet black feathers fell leisurely in front of Li Tingting's eyes.
"You are a helpless girl. For some reason, you are walking home from school alone. As you walk on the road, you feel someone following you behind you. You pretend to turn around inadvertently and see a man wearing a black hat.
,you……"
At the end of the ghost story, the crow hovering in the sky landed on Zhang San's hat.
"The decision is yours, outlaw!"
Zhang San was involved in the plot, and he slowly walked home following the plot.
The sun gradually set in the sky, the sky turned crimson, and the cool breeze blew, making Zhang Sanyi shiver.
He glanced at his clothes, the track and field team's two-piece pants, and his legs were exposed. No wonder it was so cold.
After walking only a few steps, Zhang San felt a line of sight like a rat in the gutter staring at him. He took a look, saw the sneaky figure behind him, and decided to give him a look.
He gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on his schoolbag.
He quietly took out the card and tossed it. The card landed gorgeously without any movement.
Zhang Sandahao, really can’t be used?!
Is the crow really playing?!
He picked up the card and took the opportunity to peek at the person following him. He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat when he saw the person following him.
Cards cannot be used, and most characters cannot be destroyed.
Now he is really a weak and beautiful girl with no power to restrain a chicken!
The man behind him looked like a dog. Zhang San, who was wearing a cap, took off his cap to reveal his Mediterranean hairstyle.
I won’t follow you again like this!
After taking a few steps, Zhang San found that the other party was still following him.
Could it be a robbery?
He quickly threw away his schoolbag and fled frantically.
At the end of the plot, Zhang San returned to the story meeting, holding the cards with a solemn expression.
“Gah—the king will take the story next!”
"You fled in a hurry. After a long time, you stopped breathing, looked behind you and found that the person was gone. You thought it was safe, so you relaxed and continued walking towards home. On the way, you passed a river, and suddenly someone rushed from behind you and knocked you
Push it into the river."
"The King's story is over, Wintoni takes over!"
As soon as Wen Ning entered the plot, a large amount of river water poured into her nasal cavity, and her eyes were so fascinated by the water that she could not open her eyes.
She knew how to swim and managed to save herself from the river in an instant.
The moment she emerged, Wen Ning saw the person who pushed her into the river.
The man was wearing a suit and leather suit and carrying a briefcase, like a social elite. He lowered his head and looked at his watch. The moment the man raised his head, Wen Ning made a quick judgment and pretended to be drowning and gradually sank into the river behind his ears.
After waiting for a long time, Wen Ning climbed out of the river.
She lay on the shore gasping for air. She only rested for less than half a minute and fled the scene soaked all over.
It’s not a good place to stay for a long time!
As soon as she set off, the plot popped up.
Wen Ning, who was distracted by the plot, looked as uncomfortable as constipation. She raised her middle finger at the crows circling above.
The black crow glanced at her lightly and said, "The Pope will take the story next!"
"You fled the scene and successfully returned to the community. You thought you were safe, so you just unlocked the door and went home. Footsteps came from behind. You looked back and saw that it was the man from before. He was squatting at the door of your house waiting for you."
"The Pope's story is over, now let's ask Li Tingting to take over the story!"
When Li Tingting entered the plot, she looked at the man in her hand and was so frightened that she wanted to run away, but the man grabbed her ponytail and pulled her back.
Li Tingting screamed in pain when her hair was pulled, and she grabbed the man's arm with her hand, "Let...let me go!"
The man stabbed her directly from behind. Li Tingting's eyes widened and she wanted to speak, but she was stabbed again.
Blood overflowed from her mouth, and she managed to say, "The story is over."
Li Tingting, who popped out on her own, had stab wounds on her body and died on the chair.
"Grass!"
Zhang San was instantly furious, "You did it on purpose!"
"Quack, quack—the story will continue. The story has not ended yet. Who will take over the story next?"
The black crow smiled wildly, and its dark red eyes glanced back and forth at Wen Ning and Zhu Buping, as if they were weighing who should die first.
Zhu Buping raised his head and looked at it. The peach wood sword card in his hand made the black crow afraid.
Threatening it silently.
Just because it can't be used in a story doesn't mean it can't be used outside of the story.
Between the strength of the two, Black Crow chose to send Wen Ning to die!
"Wintoni, keep picking up!"
"Sister Ning!" Zhang San rushed towards Wen Ning but missed.
Entering the second week of the plot, Wen Ning laughs horribly despite being stabbed twice and losing the health buff.
She stretched out her hand to grasp the blade behind her and turned around to face the murderer.
The murderer was obviously frightened, but soon he stabbed harder.
Wen Ning was stabbed in the abdomen due to his character's inability to restrain a chicken and the loss of strength due to excessive blood loss.
Chapter completed!