Fengsha Jiangshan

Chapter 388 The Game of Death [4]

Moreover, she was always wearing black and simple clothes, and her hair stood up high on top of her head like a boy's. Looking at it this way, she did... looked a bit like a man.

Zhuge Canglan smiled, no wonder Wusheng called her a kid when he saw her.

Zhuge Canglan glanced outside the tent to make sure that no one was there, then slowly took off his clothes and got into the warm water.

Soaking in the warm water was very comfortable, Zhuge Canglan kept rubbing his flesh with his hands to wash away all the corpse aura that was contaminated on his body.

Zhuge Canglan soaked for a long time, and didn't get up until the water was completely cold and his toes were soaked white.

But as soon as he stood up, before he could stand up straight, the tent was suddenly thrown open, Wusheng came in and said loudly: "Hey, boy, you don't have any clothes to change, so you can wear my general's first... you ..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned when he saw the picture in front of him, and he couldn't speak anymore.

Annoyed, Zhuge Canglan immediately dived into the water, at the same time grabbed the dirty clothes she had changed with her right hand, and threw them on Wusheng's head to cover them.

"Who let you in?" Zhuge Canglan's face was gloomy, and the water in the tub seemed to be freezing.

Wusheng froze on the spot, still holding his own clothes in his hand, but he forgot to take them off when Zhuge Canglan's rotten dirty clothes covered his head, and murmured: "You...you...why are you with us? no the same?"

"shut up!"

Zhuge Canglan gritted his teeth, damn it, this kid had better make sure he didn't see anything, or else... gouged out his eyeballs.

Wusheng felt a little guilty for some reason, the snow-white body was floating in front of his eyes, his throat was a little dry, "That...your clothes..."

Zhuge Canglan clenched her fists, she really needed a dry suit right now.

"Put the clothes on the ground, you... get out!"

"Cough cough... good!"

Wusheng put his clothes on the ground, and was about to take off the stinky clothes covering his head, when Zhuge Canglan yelled coldly: "Don't take off the clothes on your head."

Wusheng trembled: "But I... can't see how to get out."

"Shake out if you can't see it, now listen to me, turn back, take a step to the left, and go straight forward!"

Wusheng swallowed his saliva, turned around as Zhuge Canglan said, then stumbled in the dark and finally got out of the tent.

Zhuge Canglan slapped the surface of the water angrily, and she immediately stood up from the water, ignoring the water droplets on her body, and directly put on Wusheng's clothes.

Wusheng is much taller than Zhuge Canglan, wearing his clothes is a bit like a child stealing an adult's clothes.

After a while, Wusheng's voice came from outside: "Cang... Canglan... are you alright?"

Zhuge Canglan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay..."

Wusheng asked again: "Then can I go in?"

"Okay..." Come in and get beaten.

"I... I'm in now!"

As soon as Wusheng walked into the tent, he felt a surge of murderous aura head-on.Immediately after his right eye socket hurt, he was punched solidly.

Wusheng covered his right eye and bared his teeth in pain, "You...you really hit me, you hit so hard."

Zhuge Canglan snorted coldly: "That's why you deserve a beating!"

Hitting him this time is enough for him.

Wusheng covered his sore and tearful right eye, and stared at Zhuge Canglan with tears in his eyes: "I owe you a beating? If I hadn't brought you back, you would have been eaten by the undead by now."

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(End of this chapter)