I am a god in script killing

Chapter 178 Game Hall (1)

"It turns out that I still can't bear it."

Luo Yan stood within the affected area and used props to eliminate the effect of "Hypnos Wings".

"I really didn't expect this to be an independent dimensional space."

Luo Yan jumped off the tall building and landed firmly: "Did Victor bring out something from the game just now?"

"Yes," 217 replied, "If you don't hurry up, something will happen if you don't go out after the game is over."

"Understood." Luo Yan walked to the place where Bo Jun had just stepped out, bent over and picked up the glass bottle filled with blood, and frowned, "So much blood was really spilled."

"She only logged in with her soul, not her body, and she didn't release her own blood."

"Okay, it's almost time to go, don't look at it." 217 didn't care much, "It doesn't hurt Victor, it's useless to feel so distressed."

Your previous whip bleeds more blood than this one.

But 217 didn't say this, so as not to blow Luo Yan's hair.

"Understood," Luo Yan looked down at the blood in his hand, his eyes were dim, "Since Victor can take out the contents of the dungeon, can I also..."

"Luo Yan, what do you want to do?" 217 was vigilant, "Don't go crazy, Victor is self-willed because she has absolute privileges in the game, you..."

"You do know her background." Luo Yan's dangerous aura instantly dissipated and he returned to normal, "Then you still lie to me and say you don't know?"

"..." 217, who was sitting on the swivel chair, was dazed by the bombing. Unprepared, he leaned forward and almost hit the table in front of him, "Have you learned how to bomb me now?"

"It's you who are impatient," Luo Yan put the blood in his hand on the ground, and the smile in his eyes was hard to detect, "You also know that this body is not Victor's, so if I take it, it won't do anything to her, and I'm not picking it up. Trash people.”

"Learn badly." 217 rubbed his forehead, "Okay, log out of the game first, don't waste it in it."

Luo Yan nodded, finished using the props, and then logged out of the game.
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"Cough cough cough..."

As soon as Bo Jun came out of the game, his whole body went limp, holding the things he took out of the game tightly in his hand, he rushed forward amidst the severe dizziness.

"Brother Jun!"

A woman's panicked voice sounded, and Bao Jun was grabbed. A pleasant scent of roses and a faint smell of tobacco wafted from the tip of his nose.

"Sister Qiyue," Bo Juan recognized who it was. With the last of his consciousness, he took out a bottle of potion from his backpack, "Mumuna, I'm in trouble."

This is the reward for breaking through "Howl of Doom". Her current physical state could not bring out things in the dungeon. Now that she has brought out, she has to pay the price.

She didn't know how long she would be in a coma, and Xi Mumu didn't know what was going on, so she had to explain it first.

After explaining the consciousness, he couldn't hold on, his body softened, and he fell into the darkness.

"It really is."

Qi Yue hurriedly put away the bottle of potion and helped the person.

She looks weak, but she used to be a top player in the game, so the weight of Bo Jun means nothing to her.

"Why bother?" Qiyue was helpless, stretched out her hand and gently brushed away the hair on Bao Jun's forehead, wiped the sweat on her forehead, with pity in her eyes, "Obviously knowing what's going on with me, but still being so stubborn and willful, why don't you just Wouldn't it be better to just leave..."

"We can't control this, doesn't she just like to play dead?" Qiyue's male voice rang in her ear.

The proprietress frowned in dissatisfaction: "217, keep your mouth clean, will you speak?"

"Okay, okay," 217 sighed, "Take her back to the hotel first, I've changed the procedure there, it's hard to talk about."

　It's still four thousand days. After touching the outline of the new world, it will be more complicated. After the dungeon is over, there should be a slightly brain-burning script~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)