Wen Ning fell heavily to the ground, eyes fixed on the murderer.

Outside of the story, Zhang San's eyes turned red because of the card, and the branch flew out and attacked the black crow.

The black crow moved flexibly in the air to avoid the attack, and smiled into a funny yellow face emoticon, "Can't hit, can't hit - oh, Barbie has a Q!"

Zhang San manipulated the branches and struck east and west. The black crow dodged the attack on the right but not the attack on the left.

It is nailed to the wall and cannot move.

"End this story quickly, or you will die!"

The black crow said nothing, Zhang San manipulated the branch and struck again.

"Gah——" The black crow opened its mouth wide, stared at Zhang San with its dark red eyes and let out a truncated laugh, "You don't dare to kill me, what are the black crows doing in a daze? Take action!"

The king stood up first and his dark blue beak mask fell to the ground, revealing a face that looked more like a bird than a bird, more like a human than a human. Then the queen, the evil one, and the magician also stood up and took off their masks.

"Black crows bring bad luck. They like to listen to stories the most, hee hee~"

"Ah - stinky bitch, you are looking for death!"

The screams and the frightening sound of the black crow nailed to the wall made Zhang San's eyes fall on the virtual screen, and the black crow did the same.

The king and other monsters that originally surrounded Zhang San and were about to take action seemed to have been pressed on the pause button, staring in the direction of the virtual screen.

In the plot, Wen Ning, who was lying on the ground, took the dagger from the murderer's hand at some point and stabbed it into the opponent's lower third.

The murderer covered his bleeding lower body and raised his hand to slap her.

[Xiaowei, draw a card.]

[Ding Dong~ Xiaowei has received your will, and you have 2/10 remaining chances to draw cards. Since you also summoned Xiaowei 30s ago, but did not draw, this time the decision time is halved, with a countdown of 15s]

15s

Wen Ning looked at the frozen murderer, time was enough.

In the eyes of outsiders, she just paused and dodged the slap. The dagger also turned around in the palm of her hand and accurately cut the murderer's throat.

Wen Ning threw away the dagger and said four words calmly, "The story is over."

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

The black crow's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and when Wen Ning returned to reality and was still bleeding, he screamed in surprise.

Wen Ning wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said the classic line, "My fate is up to me!"

"Sister Ning, you are the heroine of the romance channel, so you are cheating on me."

In this situation, Zhang San complained out loud at an inappropriate time.

"I know." Wen Ning wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth again and said to Zhu Buping, who had been silent, "Make a deal?"

"Hey, don't ignore me!"

The black crow's eyes were about to burst, and it kicked up its legs and screamed.

As if in response to the black crow's words, the king and four other monsters flew into the air towards Wen Ning.

Wen Ning waved to Zhang San and said: "San'er, your sister, I don't have the strength for the moment. Let's take care of these things."

She elegantly avoided every attack from the monsters and came to Zhu Buping. Just as she was about to open her mouth, blood started to pour out.

"Sorry, let me wipe it first."

When Zhu Buping saw Wen Ning methodically taking out a tissue from his pocket and wiping his mouth, the corners of his eyes twitched uncontrollably.

"You're actually still alive?"

"Can't I live?"

Wen Ning scratched her head in confusion.

"No, you are unscientific."

"Ah, you're talking about this!" Wen Ning looked at the incision on his abdomen, "What's wrong with my intangible cultural heritage heir who knows how to tap acupuncture points?"

"Whose intangible cultural heritage teaches acupoints!"

Zhu Buping:(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

The corners of his eyes twitched again, he changed his legs and continued to cross his legs: "What's wrong?"

"Brother, aren't you angry that your ears were cut off?"

"I'm angry."

When asked by Wen Ning, Zhu Buping answered truthfully.

"That crow is obviously afraid of the card in your hand. Why don't you join forces with us to kill this guy? It will cost you 5 million when the job is done."

Wen Ning pointed at the crow who was still nailed to the wall behind him.

"Heh." Zhu Buping raised his eyelids slightly, turned the card in his hand, and said casually, "Compared to 5 million, I prefer the high points that you get after you are all destroyed."

The black crow pretending to be dead: "I...I."

"Shut your crow's mouth." Hearing the black crow speak, Wen Ningfei took out the knife.

The Pope, who was fighting with Zhang San, stepped aside and took the knife for Crow and then disappeared on the spot.

Black Crow's heart was in his throat, "Bu Ping Sang, cooperate with me to kill these two, and I can ask your superiors for instructions..."

The black crow's words suddenly stopped, its eyes widened and its mouth opened, its body began to twist, and in front of everyone's eyes - it turned into a ball of blood mist.

The king, evil spirit, and queen followed closely and exploded into flowers.

[Ding dong, congratulations to players Wen Ning, Zhu Buping, and Zhang San for successfully solving all the ghosts. This instance is over]

Wen Ning popped into the game without any preparation.

[Copy: Black Crow Round Table Storytelling Meeting

Grade rating:B grade

Points earned: 25 points

The story you picked up in this dungeon is interesting enough and has attracted the attention of the gods. Please keep up the good work.]

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The breeze blew the blue curtains, and the sound of the glass hitting the table made Wen Ning, who was lying on the bed with his eyes lightly closed, frown slightly.

"Oh, who opened this window?"

Zhang San put down the water glass and quickly walked to the bed and closed the window. When he turned around, he saw Wen Ning opening her eyes.

With tears in his eyes, he completely forgot about the button on the top of the hospital bed, turned into a human loudspeaker and rushed out of the door, "Nurse, nurse! The patient in bed 9 of Ward 648 is awake, nurse, come quickly!"

Soon, a group of doctors in white coats walked in. The leader was the old doctor who had treated Wen Ning twice before.

After a routine examination, the old doctor flipped through the medical record in his hand, signed his name on the paper in front of Wen Ning's bed No. 9, and said a few words to the people in white coats behind him.

The younger doctor nodded and left with the few people behind her, leaving the old doctor standing here.

"Little girl, what a coincidence."

Wen Ning:,,???,,

Is there no doctor in this hospital?

Why does it come to him every time?

"You were seriously injured this time. In the next few days, don't eat meat or fish, and eat more red dates and other blood-replenishing foods."

Wen Ning nodded repeatedly. After the old doctor left, Zhang San dared to wipe away his tears and said: "Sister Ning, I almost didn't see you!"

"Am I okay?"

Zhang San was like a little daughter-in-law with tearful eyes biting her handkerchief when her husband ran away from home, wiping her tears very artificially, "Sister Ning, you have the same bed number as you do now, you are worthy of being you."

"Bed number?"

Wen Ning turned his head and looked at the hospital bed with the number '9' on it, "What does it mean?"

"Yes, because 6 is turned over."

Silence is in Cambridge tonight.

Knowing that he was being awkward, Zhang Sanqiang laughed three times in an attempt to change the atmosphere.

At this moment, a group of doctors rushed into the ward in a panic and quickly pushed out the empty bed No. 8 next to Wen Ning.

After more than an hour, the hospital bed and the patient were wheeled in.

Zhang San looked back and quickly overturned Wen Ning's fruit plate.
Chapter completed!