Wang Xiaocao's Fast Travel

Wang Xiaocao chattered for a long time, but there was no response from Xuanqing. He was obviously much quieter, as if he had something to hide. It seemed that things might not be that simple.

"Speaking of which, I feel so tired when it suddenly becomes quiet. No, I have to take a nap after holding on for a while." Wang Xiaocao tapped his back and shoulders seriously. The soreness was so real. It was time to have a good rest.

Seeing her like this, Xuan Qing knew what she meant, and his originally uncomfortable mood suddenly became clear. He had been searching in the horror copy for so long, and finally got his clue, so he should be happy.

"Zizzizi..."

"Zizzizi..."

"Zizzizi..."

The noise from the radio sounded again, as if it had been turned on deliberately. There was an invisible hand controlling everything here, playing tricks on these little guys who had trespassed into other people's territory.

"I'm sick!"

"Where is the broadcasting room? I'm going to catch this annoying thing and show it to everyone." Some players couldn't stand it. This guy's temper was easily irritated, not to mention the frequent noise.

"I can't stand it anymore, let's do it together."

"I'm joining in too. I've long been fed up with it."

"Come on, let's go together and see what the hell is going on."

"Okay! Let's go together!"

"He'll behave himself after a beating."

For some unknown reason, all the players suddenly became crazy and ignored everything else, rushing out of the base in a noisy manner.

Something's wrong! Something is wrong!

Wang Xiaocao and Xuan Qing, the only ones who were not affected, looked at each other and hurriedly followed.

"Master, what's going on? Could this noise be confusing?" Wang Xiaocao asked as he chased after her.

"It's possible." Xuan Qing nodded. He couldn't be sure what went wrong, but one thing was certain, something wanted to lead everyone to the broadcasting room.

"Zizizizi..." The closer they got to the broadcasting room, the shriller the noise became. Wang Xiaocao frowned and covered his ears, somewhat unbearable.

Noticing that she was feeling a bit uncomfortable, Xuan Qing slapped an isolation talisman on her back, and the noise faded away in an instant. Of course, the isolation talisman can only isolate bad things from the body, and normal sounds can still be heard.

"Thank you." Knowing that it was Xuan Qing who made the move, Wang Xiaocao accepted it generously and expressed her gratitude. Although she could also use her power to achieve the effect of the isolation talisman, she still wanted to maintain her previous principle and not make a move if she could.

The destination was right in front of him, and 666 popped up again. It was really too lively here at Wang Xiaocao, and he couldn't help but watch the show. In addition, he had run out of books recently, so he was really free.

"Host, host, I've seen it for you. The door is wide open, inviting you into the trap." 666 reported very actively.

"Be careful and don't get discovered again." Wang Xiaocao reminded him and ignored him.

"Who am I? How could I make such a simple mistake? Just relax." 666 crossed his legs and looked proud.

Wang Xiaocao glanced at his sea of ​​consciousness speechlessly, and suddenly wondered what the strike was all about. 666 was living such a miserable life that he really didn't know who was the master for a moment.

In a split second, the players had already rushed into the broadcasting room, and then there was silence, a deathly silence. Where were the people? Were they alive or dead? Wasn't this too fast?

What should I do? Should I go in? Wang Xiaocao hesitated, not really sure, and looked at Xuanqing to ask what he meant.

go in.

Xuan Qing raised his hand and walked in front, with Wang Xiaocao following closely behind.

The two of them disappeared into the broadcasting room, one after the other.

With a "bang", the door of the broadcasting room that was originally open suddenly closed, as if it knew that it had caught everyone and was letting the dogs out.