after falling asleep

Chapter 890
Whoa- whoa-

The waves licked the stranded and weak figure.

Wangwen Wenqie was lying on the shallow beach, the blood from his mouth and nose was swept away by the tide.

Wangwen Wenqie didn't give himself too long to breathe, he dragged his heavy body, no longer waiting to be picked up like a dead fish.

This island belongs to the unexplored area, and it is obviously still within the territory of the murlocs.

Fortunately, Wang Wen Wen never found the outlines of those strange murlocs or their black stone buildings on this deserted island.

Wang Wen Wen Qie dragged the body with many negativity into the dry forest, hid himself, and leaned against the dead tree.

The blood volume and sanity value fluctuated, recovering slowly and untraceably.

"I have to let Qianye and the others know that I escaped... I was rescued."

Wangwenwenqiu mumbled weakly to himself, and then did nothing.

The live viewers who have not calmed down so far will convey the news for him.

Relying on the sight of the dead tree and enjoying the rare comfort, when the mind was empty, Mu Su's figure with a thumbs up and a bright smile suddenly came to mind.

He really wanted to save me...

……

The long eyelashes fluttered slightly and lifted, revealing a pair of quiet and clear eyes.

"You all know?"

Qianye looked around at his surprised companions, except Tianmo.

"Know what?" Tianmo's response was not surprising.

"Mu Su successfully rescued Wang Wen Wen Qi."

Miracle?strength?luck?

Qianye thought complicatedly, patiently and inexplicably believed in the "conspiracy theory" that he heard and heard.It's a pity that Mu Su didn't follow Wangwen Wenqie to escape, maybe it's more ominous than good.

"Wait a little longer, there should be news of him soon."

……

"Do you know who I am? Say my name and scare you!"

In the dark house in the deep sea, Mu Su yelled at the strange murloc who pressed himself against the stone pillar.

"My second uncle, he was an idler in Wollongong~~~"

The smelly murloc picked up the scattered hemp rope and tied Musu to the stone pillar.

"Tell your boss to come out! Do you know who my second uncle is? Saying it won't scare you to death."

As soon as the words fell, a burly murloc fell through the water curtain and fell into the black room, chatted with his companion wah la la, changed his attitude and untied the hemp rope that was just wrapped.

"You know you're afraid?"

Musu sneered and allowed them to release him. He held his hands on his abdomen, and then pierced his abdomen with a sharpened fishbone, "Hmph, I'm so scared that I'm going to do it directly."

The time of sacrifice has come.

"Second uncle, forgive my nephew for being unfilial, I can't die for you, let you send a white-haired man to a black-haired man."

Musu showed grief, and was escorted out of the stone house by the burly murloc and two murlocs.

The gill potion had expired, and the moment it entered the dark waters, the deep sea pressure applied to Mu Su's body and poured into the lungs.

"It feels so disgusting..."

Mu Su grumbled and complained and turned into "Wow la la", the wandering murloc arrived at the tower-shaped sacrificial altar before he passed out, and aimed the bone blade that penetrated Mu Su's back at the groove of the altar.

Waiting here, the ugly fish head wearing a crown and the strange murloc prayed "Wah la la", and the sea water was shaken by the obscure breath, which was the last scene Mu Su perceived before drowning and coma.

There is also the idea of ​​"wish the second uncle will show up and kill them".

……

"Mu Su is dead, and has been resurrected to look back at the sea cliff."

Wangwen Wenqie, who was hiding in the dry forest digging a pit, saw comments appearing on the live broadcast page.

He didn't take it seriously at first, but since he landed on the island, there have been many sad reports about Musu. It is clear that the audience may say any nonsense - even the news of aliens invading Jupiter and Saturn trials appeared a lot, just for the sake of Trick him into cutting out the game to satisfy their wicked tastes.

But as there were more and more barrages like this, the specially marked players were also telling him about it.

Musu is really dead.

Wang Wen Wen felt inexplicably guilty, after all Mu Su did indeed die because of him.

"Did Qianye and the others know?"

……

"You all know that too?"

Qianye had the same complicated look on his face.

Stunning stories in the world often have contradictions and conflicts at their core.The greater the contrast, the greater the impact.

For example, good people do evil, and evil people do good—and often the latter are more forgiven.

Coincidentally, Musu's rush to rescue in dangerous sea areas fits the core of the story.

"Will there be any conspiracy..." Tianmo thought hard.

"The conspiracy is that when all of us thought we expected Musu's next move, he unexpectedly failed our expectations." Yinghua smiled wryly and shook her head: "As expected of Mu Susu, I really can't figure you out at all. what."

"A gentleman doesn't care about his deeds." Qianye also said, looking at the third island, which was only 1 to 2 nautical miles away, or... a group of reefs.

Contrary to expectations, the third island is not an island. It is more like a jagged reef protruding from the sea, but it is wide enough-this is useless, and the reef will become an untenable sea area with a slight high tide.

"I remember that Musu brought a lot of props to go out..." Qianye thought of the precious doll, and several impressive precious props.

For example, the magic conch, the brackets are magical.

"Correct, it's not some props."

"That is not bad……"

"It's all props."

……

The unstoppable waves of the day and night are obscured by the hustle and bustle of talking.

On the yellowed single bed, the sleeping figure woke up as if getting rid of a nightmare.

The strange, dirty ceiling came into view.

The quilt sat up and fell down with the shadow, the warmth was no longer there, and there was a strangeness outside the dusty window.

squeak-

Mu Su pushed open the door and staggered out of the shadow under the eaves.

The noise of the clearing becomes clear the moment you step out of the cabin, but it's as cold as the temperature and kept at a distance.

Looking across the status bar, Mu Su Bangguang suddenly noticed an unusual status.

Tomie's Love: Waiting for Labor (four months)
What four months to be born?

Musu opened the personal panel purely, puzzled, and curiously.

What evil could Susu have?
(The gaze of the ancient evil gods: your actions are noticed by some existence)

(Fu Jiang's love: Fu Jiang's cooking is in your stomach. Because the cooking is mixed with Fu Jiang's cells and tissues, your body will hatch Fu Jiang: expecting to give birth (four months))
Nickname: Musu

Title: Nephew of the Ancient Evil God
Attribute value: blood volume 105; sanity value 110: physical quality 101
Currency held: none

Props: None

拥有技能：近战（普通的）序列9-9；意志（常见的）序列9-9；航海（普通的）序列9-9；建造（常见的）序列9-9；跳跃（普通的）技能等级：序列9-9。

What made Mu Su more throbbing than the state was that all the props were lost in the deep seabed with death.

"no no!!!"

Musu fell to his knees in despair and grief.

A passing player holding an iron basin filled with seawater asked in surprise, "Isn't this Musu? What's wrong?"

"I can't count anymore! No-can--"

(End of this chapter)