Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 118: It’s really fun

The monk was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a small bowl with millet porridge in his hand. He was feeding the fat man bit by bit with a spoon. The fat man leaned on the pillow beside the bed and looked a little bit Lost in interest;

"Gyatso went to find him?" The fat man swallowed his porridge and asked. [Read the latest chapters..]

"Don't you know everything?" The monk put the bowl on the head of the bed and poured himself a glass of water.

The reason why the fat man became like this was that the monk was hiding him behind his back. He knew this, and it was the monk who took the initiative to say it, but like Gyatso, they didn’t really care too much about this. , After all, this kind of thing is too common among the audience in the story world.

Whoever gets the most benefits depends on whose wrist is strong, there is nothing to say.

"You said, what's wrong with him, he suddenly left the kid not to eat." The fat man moved his back and found a more comfortable posture. "Actually, I think it's you who is more unbalanced. , Monk, stayed with the fox for so long, waited for so long, tossed for so long, and put a few of us into the hole with my thoughts. As a result, you didn’t get anything, even according to the contribution. For the calculation, hehe, the child was born prematurely and stayed with him, but Su Bai.

Even if Su Bai doesn’t eat that kid and puts it through this main task 1 time, his contribution is definitely the highest, and it may even reach more than 90%. I know that your monk doesn’t care about that point of story, but That child, it should be very good to eat, otherwise you, the Central Plains monk, would not be tempted, but now the bamboo basket is empty. "

"Just as you know that the poor monks have pitted you, you will itch your teeth with hatred, but you won't turn your face away now, because now the main mission 1 has not ended, and no one knows what tasks are left. So, the poor monk actually didn’t think much in his heart. They all depended on their skills. Who can eat more, that’s who has the ability."

"The monk of duplicity." The fat man murmured, and then suddenly smiled, "You said, that fellow Abai is really nervous, and suddenly more compassionate than your monk, so he brought that kid in He doesn’t eat anymore. Does he want to wait for the child to grow up and eat more meat?"

The monk shook his head, "I was born prematurely, and only 80% of the aura is left. The longer the time is, the more the aura is emitted, and the more absorbed by the child's own body, the more efficient it will be to eat him. It’s low. The poor monk didn’t think it before, but now it feels that he may really have a simple psychosis."

"In the story world, it's really hard to understand if you suddenly don't act on the pros and cons." The fat man looked at the teacup in the monk's hand, "Monk, give me a glass of water."

"I just ate and drank water, it is not good for digestion." The monk said seriously.

"Damn, I'm so young, it's okay, I'm not old enough to keep in good health, hehe, I don't know if I can live to be old."

"Amitabha, good people don't live long." The monk said a pun.

"Well, what kind of wind I really did, and play with you, the most foolish monk. By the way, monk, you said Abai and Gyatso, who can win?

A Bai is a bit wicked recently, but even though Gyatso has been injured and has broken one arm, I still think Gyatso has a bigger win. Tibetan Tantric Buddhism is too mysterious and has so many resources. Cooperate with the things exchanged in the micro store and the harvest in the story world;

It’s really hard for people like him and you to see through. There is a huge treasure beside you, much happier than me. "

"The poor monk also thinks that Gyatso is not a big problem with Shang Su Bai, but..."

"But what?"

"Mental patients cannot be treated with common sense." The monk sighed, "If Su Bai really does not hesitate to lose his life, even if it is a complete death and one injury, you think, Gyatso Will you really accompany him to gamble like this?"

"No way? There is no need to play so crazy and so big." The fat man murmured.

"There is nothing he can't do. Now he can't analyze the pros and cons. This is what you said before. The poor monk thinks that since the child is still alive and Su Bai did not eat him, then he does not have that. The reason is to let others eat him. Once he really goes crazy, it is really unknowable whether Gyatso and him will kill him."

"This is just being scared and scared, right?"

"Yes."

The monk got up, looked at the fat man, "You corpse poison, you can't solve it now."

"I know, for the rest of the story world, I guess I will have to stay in bed. You can keep me alive, I am very grateful."

The monk shook his head, "Although the poor monk sees you in a miserable situation, it is indeed miserable, but the poor monk doesn't believe you will really lie here until the end of the story."

"Why?"

"Anytime, leaving yourself a back hand is a necessary preparation for all listeners, but for you, it is actually more of an instinct."

"Heaven, monk, I really don't have anymore this time, I swear!"

The monk pointed his finger upwards, "In this story world, there are gods in the world, and the effect of swearing is more serious than in the real world."

"Um..." The fat man was taken aback.

The monk sighed, turned around, and left the room.

Yizhuang now seems very deserted. After Lin Zhenying came back, she locked herself in the house. It seemed that she was injured and there seemed to be some other accident. The monk has paid attention to this, but now the main task 1 It's not over yet, and the monk won't go to the grass and startle snakes.

Leaving Yizhuang and returning to the county government. On the bed in the wing, a half-human and half-animal fox was lying on the bed, but her body was wrapped in a lot of bandages, all kinds of bandages. Very delicate, but these bandages contained a concept of formation, which bound her here.

When the monk came in, the fox slowly opened his eyes and looked at the monk who walked in:

"I think it is only a matter of time before I get better even without applying the medicine you get."

What the fox said, the monk knew clearly, she said she was under house arrest in disguise, it seemed to be for her good, but in fact, she was confined here, for what purpose, no It goes without saying.

"Boil a pot of tea, most of which only pay attention to the tea and the taste of the tea, but rarely pay attention to it. The teapot is sometimes extremely expensive." The monk smiled and walked over, "The injury is recovering well, it is estimated that the day after tomorrow You can walk down the ground."

"Monk, you are so opportunistic, do you really think you can hide it from God?"

The monk coughed a few times and smiled: "Poor monk, this is for your good."

The fox seemed to have accepted his fate, and stopped talking about it. He just snorted and asked: "I can sense that my child is not dead."

The monk nodded, "It's really not dead yet."

"That person, did you eat him?"

The monk shook his head. If he really eats him, then it won’t be so troublesome now. The main task 1 argument is over. Whether it’s a pitted or a cheap one, you can sit down quietly. , Waiting for the release of main task 2.

"Do you know the reason why he did that?" The fox stared at the monk, and did not wait for the monk to answer: "Cats have cats, rats have mouses, humans have humans, ghosts have yellow springs, and demons have evil ways. ."

"You mean, he is looking for his own way?"

The fox shook her head slightly, most of her body was confined, and only her head could move slightly:

"It's not looking, but it has been found, monk, do you think it is ironic, you haven't been able to fully grasp your way, but that person found it first."

"The poor monk is still more willing to believe that he is just mentally ill." The monk looked at the fox.

"Then we will wait and see."

"The time to protect you is over tomorrow." The monk said this, then blew out the light in the room, walked out of the wing, sat cross-legged outside the door, facing the starry sky, silent.

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The tranquility over there can't hide the hotness here;

Gyatso is the kind of person who either doesn't do it or does it swiftly and violently. He has already explained his intention to Su Bai, but Su Bai refuses to agree.

Then, the rest will be solved with fists.

A cloud of black air boiled from Gyatso's body, and his figure appeared directly in front of Su Bai, with one hand forming a seal, a fierce handprint blasted out, and Su Bai's arms stood in front of him. I withstood this handprint abruptly, and at the same time my legs sank into the floor. Obviously the floor of the inn couldn't bear the aftermath of the two men's fight.

Gyatso rose into the air, pushing his legs towards Su Bai. Su Bai was still holding the opponent's feet with his palms, in a passive defense state, and finally, half of his body had fallen under the floor.

Gyatso's purpose was not to kill Su Bai, but the child. Seeing that Su Bai was suppressed by himself, he immediately grabbed the edge of the window with one hand and was about to jump into the river.

Su Bai made a long scream at this time, and slapped his palm on the floor~IndoMTL.com~ His body was vacated, and his other hand grabbed Gyatso's ankle, and then he exerted force on his waist. Flying around, he pulled back Gyatso, who was about to jump out of the window, and threw him to the floor at the same time.

At the same time, Baipi appeared in Su Bai's hand, first quickly got close to his body, and then stab Jiacuo's neck with a dagger.

Gyatso's eyes condensed, his figure slid on the floor, quickly came to the door, and then floated up and stood on the ground.

Su Bai didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue him, but stood still, holding his dagger horizontally, looking at Jiacuo.

"Are you really playing?"

Su Bai shook his head, "Is it still playing fake?"

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Yesterday, I wrote a little bit of content in a chapter, and then Long was surprised to find that the number of rewards was nearly 200, which was comparable to the number of people on the day of the shelves. Suddenly, he felt that you are so dirty. A group of dirty demon kings, declare, this It is a very pure book written by a very pure author. (To be continued.)

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