Author: Jinshuhuahua

"Is the female spy sitting on the iron chain, wearing a red wedding dress, a phoenix bracelet on her wrist, and bare feet?"

Song Yi on the side suddenly asked, causing Wen Goudan to look at him sideways.

Wen Ning looked at him even more suspiciously, "How do you know so clearly?"

Song Yi:ο(=ω＜=)ρ⌒☆

Wen Ning understood and said: "I understand, your eye is twitching."

"You are the only one who smokes, and your whole family smokes!"

"A sneeze!"

Wen Goudan beside him suddenly sneezed.

Wen Ning rolled his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, my old man has already had a dog, so my whole family really smokes."

"A sneeze!"

Wen Goudan sneezed again.

His cheeks were slightly red and he looked slightly embarrassed.

I don't know why, but I always feel like someone is scolding him behind his back.

"Haha~"

A voice as clear as spring water in the mountains came.

The three of them raised their heads together, and the hooded female conspirator was sitting on the iron chain.

She held her chin in her hands and was very satisfied with the astonished expressions of the three people. She raised her left hand, revealing the white bones under the loose sleeves.

"You three are very interesting."

The female sly hooked her hands, and three corpses floated in the air.

Judging from the clothes of the corpses, they are game players Duan Geng, passerby A, and passerby B.

She swayed her feet and waved her left index finger, and the three corpses rushed down towards the three of them.

Wen Goudan, Wen Ning, and Song Yi scattered around, not being suppressed.

"Ahem~"

A heavy cough sounded, and Duan Geng's body moved.

"Ahem, I don't accept it!"

The female ghost dragged her chin and raised her lips with a wicked smile: "Aren't you convinced? The moonlight is beautiful tonight, and I'm in a good mood. I'll reluctantly give you a chance."

She moved her knuckles and tapped her chin, "Then let's play a game. The six of you belong to the good guys camp. As long as you eliminate all the bad guys in the game, I will let you go. Otherwise, you will all become food for my left hand."

Although the red hijab covered the female spy's eyes, everyone felt like they were being watched.

"The game has begun, stage victory."

The female spy stepped on the iron chain and cheered loudly, and the surrounding scenery gradually became distorted.

"I won't participate." Wen Ning jumped up, took out the eight-character knife placed behind his back and struck at the female spy.

The figure of the female ghost was also distorted along with the scenery. The bright red lips under her hijab moved slightly, and she coldly uttered four words, "It's not up to you!"

Wen Ning jumped away and looked back to see that he was already in an unfamiliar environment.

She didn't wear modern clothes, but Chinese clothes made of cotton and linen, and she still held the eight-character knife in her hand.

"It's not good, it's not good!"

Panic exclamations came from the distance.

Wen Ning stood there quietly waiting for the NPC to arrive.

"Wen Ning is not good!"

The person who came was a little shepherd boy. He ran up to Wen Ning and gasped for air.

After finally regaining his composure, the little shepherd boy said, "Oh no, the master was snatched away by a monster."

ah????

Wen Ning's little head was filled with doubts.

"Master Wen Ning, your master was captured by a monster."

Seeing that Wen Ning made no move forward, the little shepherd boy reminded him again.

For some reason, an unnamed monk appeared in Wen Ning's mind.

"Is the master you are talking about fond of reciting the Tightening Curse?"

The little shepherd boy's eyes were complicated, "He loves to recite the tightening curse, that kind of..."

As he said this, a drop of saliva flowed from the corner of the little shepherd boy's mouth, "Suck it."

He wiped the corners of his mouth and urged Wen Ning: "Hurry up, or the monster will marry the master."

"What did you say?"

Wen Ning plucked her ears in disbelief.

Could it be that this monster belongs to the king of the daughter country?

She followed in a panic and opened the monster's cave with one kick.

Along the way, Wen Ning always felt something was wrong.

Whose monster lives in the busiest street of the human market, and there is not even a gatekeeper at the door.

"Master, Master, I have brought your great disciple!"

The little shepherd boy slid to his knees and knelt down to the feet of the 'Master' who was sitting on a stool wearing a red wedding dress. His cheek was pressed against the 'Master's' knees, his expression was intoxicated and his eyes were blurred.

Something's wrong!

Something is very wrong!

“Well done.”

The master patted the little shepherd boy's cheek and praised him in a tone that could be compared to a clamp turning into a spirit.

Wen Ning's skin was covered with goosebumps. She looked at the two people with pink bubbles and said decisively, "I'm sorry to bother you."

"How could it be!"

The shepherd boy stood up and said, "You came just in time!"

Wen Ning:…………

What's going on with this weird sense of déjà vu?

Also, weren’t you the one who brought me here?

There are too many flaws, and the promised good guys camp is here!

"You go out first, I have something to talk with my eldest disciple."

When the little shepherd boy heard the words of 'Master', he burst into tears at every turn.

He hesitated to say anything but left anyway. Before leaving, he did not forget to close the door to the two of them thoughtfully.

"Made, after searching for so long, I finally found a player."

The originally delicate clipping sound suddenly became loud and wild. The 'Master' took off his hijab with one hand, stepped on the stool with one foot and picked up the wine on the table and drank it hard.

Hidden under the red hijab is actually a bearded face, and the beard is also covered with shiny special effects and a 10-level soft focus filter.

The bold and bold movements of the bearded man also looked particularly... shy under that filter?

Wen Ning covered her eyes, her young mind was severely frightened.

"Passerby, please put your hijab on me quickly."

Passerby A pulled his collar with a hand that was very inconsistent with his face, with a puzzled look on his face.

In Wen Ning's eyes, the pink filter was fully used while keeping the original appearance of passerby A.

"Your filter flashed to me!"

"Ah? What filter? Where did you get the filter?"

Passerby A was confused.

Wen Ning thoughtfully took out her phone and let him see it.

At that moment, passerby A made a sound of retching.

At this moment, the door of the room opened wide and the groom entered the room.

The groom is a monster and looks like a human being, not like a monster.

If I have to say monster, this master looks more like a monster.
To be continued...