after falling asleep

Chapter 611 19. The Terrifying Existence Without Restraints and Restrictions

The warmth faded in an instant.Everyone was terrified and cold.

The firewood crackled and they listened desperately for the sound coming closer.

wow-

The kicking sound of tables and chairs awakened everyone, and all looked at it, but the player named Fan Dao Wuming stumbled like a walking corpse to the campfire, grabbed the pieces of wood piled up next to him, and stuffed them into his mouth.

Everyone was amazed by this scene. None of the students sitting across from the fire saw him showing a face of pain and despair: "I can't control myself..."

The leisurely songs entered the classroom through the thin door.

"Ten Wanghaijiao children ran around for food; one of them choked to death and couldn't be saved, and only nine of the ten remained."

The players thumped in their hearts and understood the meaning of the ballad.Seeing that Fan Dao Wuming grabbed a wooden stick as thick as his arm and forced it into his mouth, they all avoided their eyes and couldn't bear to watch the cruel scene that followed.

But at this moment, a clear voice muffled into the classroom through the wooden door.

"The little words rhyme quite well."

The players in the classroom were shocked, this voice...

Fan Dao Wuming realized that he had regained control of his body.He dropped the stick, and rolled and crawled to the other players.

The players listened quietly, only to hear Musu quickly say in a strange rhythm: "Don't gossip, it means you are a good boy in the thick fog!"

The player was puzzled and continued to listen quietly.It was quiet outside for a while, and then Musu yelled: "Toast, don't eat fine wine, watch the trick."

What followed was panting and chaotic footsteps, Mu Su seemed to be fighting with some existence.

The noise lasted for more than ten seconds, and was broken by a figure who suddenly smashed through the wooden door.

The flames swayed, the teacher and students exclaimed, and retreated to the corner in a commotion.They fixed their eyes, but it was Musu who was beaten and flew into the classroom, with his butt backwards in the posture of flattening the sand and falling into a wild goose.

Musu raised his head, still ordering outside the opposite door: "The idea is hard, brothers shoulder to shoulder! Pick it to attack in three ways, tear the clothes! Tear the clothes!"

After yelling for a while, Mu Su suddenly fell silent, and slowly turned his head to look at the classroom.

Dozens of eyes stared blankly.

Musu shook his head, whistled slowly as if nothing had happened, put his hands behind his head, put his left leg on his right leg and shook his ankle.

It's fine, it's natural... no one can see that I was punched in.

There was noise outside again, and not long after, the little girl Yinghua and the sacrificial offering entered the classroom.

"How is it?" Mu Su stretched, and sat up with his legs circling in mid-air.

"Run away." Yinghua pouted and blew the hair curtain, and stared at her side with a little displeasure. "If he's of any use we can keep that dress."

"You tied me up as a sacrifice, you can't still ask me to do my best to help you..."

The high-ranking lord whispered his opinion.

The teacher in this classroom is an acquaintance Philly.He was still a little bit responsible and boldly ran to the door, helped up the knocked down wooden door and put it back in place.

Without the breeze blowing into the classroom, the flickering flames on the fire returned to calm, and the room was somewhat brighter.

Several players came up and asked what happened earlier.

Sakura briefly explained.When thick fog fell, the sacrifice was interrupted, because the sacrifice was temporarily useful, so they temporarily left the high-ranking lord alive.As a result, as soon as they returned to the open space, they saw a white dance skirt floating in the air outside the classroom.

"The ballad is made by the dance skirt?" Xiao Li, who was slightly shorter, asked curiously.

Yinghua nodded, her tone was incomprehensible: "Isn't it unscientific that a skirt can make a sound or sing a ballad?"

Full of Musu style words.This girl was successfully taught by Mu Su.

"I don't think this should be the point... so what about after that?"

Sakura continued.Because Musu thought the ballad rhymed very much, he went to talk to him, but was completely ignored.The face-saving and narrow-minded Mu Su suddenly held a grudge, and took the lead in attacking.

Who knew that dance skirt was unreasonable!Mu Su beat it and it actually fought back, so the current situation happened.

It will be strange if you provoke others if you don't do it.A group of players complained from the bottom of their hearts. Some of them didn't know whether it was the firelight or the suffocation, and their faces were flushed.

No one commented.After all, it was Mu Su who took the lead to rescue them, otherwise at least 10 students would have died tragically here.

Then they asked if they knew where the dense fog came from, but Yinghua and the others didn't know anything about it.

News from other classrooms began to spread, and three classrooms were wiped out.The remaining rooms were also attacked by the existence in the fog, and several players died.

According to non-real-time statistics, there are currently 631 surviving players.

Half of the first day is not over yet.

In any case, if it wasn't for Musu, the situation here would be similar to those unlucky classrooms.Whether he is a little upset or stays at arm's length, it's all showing kindness to Musu.Their enthusiasm made Mu Su a little embarrassed.

He originally planned to kill all the players who witnessed his ugliness, so that there would be no proof.But now it seems that we can only find the place from other aspects.

For example, the dance skirt that made him look ugly.

Mu Su asked them about the content of the ballad, and Xiaoli, who was the image of a little girl with blond hair and a shawl, thought about it and recounted the ballad in full.

"...A child at the corner of the sea, there is only one person when he returns; he hangs himself in this life, and there is no one left... That's all."

That is to say, it will make people die according to the way of the ballad.

Mu Su rubbed his chin, which was quite creative.

Mu Su's black eyes gradually narrowed, realizing that things are not so simple.

……

The dense fog showed no signs of lifting.

The open space is dead silent and desolate, with no life in the ashes.

A passing figure broke the silence.He walked forward quickly, and the thick fog rolled around him.

The figure disappeared into the thick fog, and returned after a while, with something extra on his body.

When Mu Su came to the door of the classroom, a few probing gazes began... weird behaviors.

With dry food in his mouth, Musu sleeps with his eyelids half-opened, half of his body is in the thick fog, and half of his body is in the classroom, a few fire sticks are thrown at his feet, and he is hacking the door frame with an axe, while Yinghua is watching from the sidelines.

"What is he doing?"

"Think about the ballad."

"I can't remember."

"Then you understand...the ten ways to die in the ballad...he is doing all of them."

"hiss……"

Whispering continued.After several minutes of useless work, the exhausted Musu was sure that it would not come.

At this time, the transparent bridge in the live broadcast room shared her analysis.

Transparent Bridge: I think there are two possibilities for the dance skirt to fight back.The first possibility is that the other party is not a low-level existence.Your title is less useful.The second possibility is that the dance skirt exists
Transparent Bridge: Belongs to other factions, such as Lords of Chaos or Nameless Things.Because the camp is different, it doesn't need to be afraid of you.

Transparent Bridge: But you don't have to worry too much, I don't think any existence in this dungeon will not open their eyes and try to kill you.After all, your identity is the nephew of the ancient evil god (laughs)
Mu Su didn't take it seriously at first, but after thinking about it, he suddenly had an epiphany.

Doesn't this mean... that I can... die without reservation...?
(End of this chapter)