Thriller Paradise Chapter 522: The Magic Island of Tsui (28)

When the other person got closer, the three of them finally saw clearly... it turned out to be Brother Xiao Ma.

At this time, Tianma Xingkong was covered with dust and looked embarrassed. He held a silver torch in his hand, and the top of the torch was burning with a green fire.

"Huh?" Brother Xiao Ma quickly saw his teammates clearly, "Sure enough, it's you, I guess it's you when I see the light of the flashlight."

"Are you okay?" Uncle Fu Chai asked.

"It's okay, I encountered some monsters and traps on the road, but the loss of survival value is not too big." He replied wildly.

The four exchanged a few simple words, and then turned to the direction of the sacrificial hall.

Along the way, Uncle Waste Chai and the others gave a general explanation of what happened after they met Feng Bujue, and they talked about their own experiences. Just as Brother Jue had guessed, Tianma Xingkong was indeed teleported away during the time when the four of them were trapped. Of course, he didn't know about the transfer, and he was at a loss as to how he suddenly entered the temple.

As they walked and said, everyone soon returned to the worship hall. After stepping into the arch, you can see Feng Bujue and the soul of imitation beside the altar.

Dozens of minutes have passed, and the two of them are still talking, and they seem to be very interested...

"Oh, I came back very quickly." When Brother Jue caught a glimpse of the four teammates, he stopped talking with the soul of imitation, and turned to his companions, "I said it was right to choose the second one. Now the task is easily completed."

"Well... now that you are all here..." The Soul of Imitation glanced at the players, then said, "I should almost leave too."

"Don't talk anymore?" Feng Bujue asked.

"Huh...Don't think of me as a fool, you are crazy." The soul of imitation said, "I know what abacus you are playing. I just cooperate with you to make you rest assured."

"Haha...okay..." Feng Bujue smiled, "Then... I won't be far away."

"You don't need you to send it either..." The Soul of Imitation said this, seeming to remember something, and then it continued. "I think you are a sensible guy, so I might as well give you another free advice..." It paused, and its tone changed slightly, "If you encounter a'heart of fear', it's best to do it the first time. Run away, you'human beings' cannot contend with it."

The voice is not over. The soul of imitation has disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"What's the situation?" Tracebe puzzled, "Is it playing mystery? The heart of fear should be its companion, why should we give us such a reminder?"

"Who knows..." Uncle Fu Chai continued, "Maybe the relationship between the four guards is not as simple as we thought."

"Yes, the good relationship between the Soul of Imitation and the Hand of Rubbing does not mean that the four guards are like this." Feng Bujue turned to his teammates. "Furthermore... The guard's duty is not to kill, so it's normal to give us a hint."

"That's not right... In the field of guessing, if the rubbing hand succeeded in putting all of us on the ground, then we would be done collectively when the mission time limit expires." Trace Department replied. .

"They can't control it." Feng Bujue replied, "The messy things like system obliteration are something that only affects our players. It has nothing to do with the rules of Jumodao." He spread out. Hands, "Think about it carefully... If the purpose of the guard was to kill us, then we would be dead already..."

"Um...this is true." Honghu helped his glasses and took the conversation. "Take the soul of imitation as an example. If it wants to kill us, it just teleported us directly to the bottom of the ghost swamp. That's it, it won't drown in it anyway."

"Forget it if you don't say it..." After hearing this, Tracebe shivered immediately, "When I say that I am really a little scared..."

"That's right. What does the spirit of imitation mean to you just now?" Honghu turned his head and said to Brother Jue again, "What is'I know what abacus you do' mean?"

"Oh...that..." Feng Bujue smiled, "He...why do you think I have to talk to it for so long?"

"Because you two are like-minded in the field of anti-humanity?" Honghu spat in a timely manner.

"It's to prevent it from repeating its tricks." Uncle Waste Chai interrupted.

"Hey--" Feng Bujue snapped his fingers and pointed at Uncle Waste Chai, "insightful."

Although it was praised. But Uncle Waste Chai won’t be as sullen as Jue Ge. He just continued to explain in his usual tone: "If we come to the altar and immediately let the soul of imitation leave, then this may happen... it Move to another place in an instant, re-disguise like a wild horse, and then mix with us again."

"So that's it..." Honghu understood when he heard this, and his gaze glanced at Brother Jue again, "You use the conversation to hold the other party to prevent it from repeating its tricks."

"Yes, that's it." Feng Bujue tilted his head and made a helpless expression, "But...then again, the intelligence of this imitation soul is really very high... it can say Saying'I'm just cooperating with you to make you rest assured' it shows that it has already seen through my intentions." Brother Jue scratched his head, "Well... this kind of wisdom and personality are both very complete, ten Eight or nine are unique data, which should be at the same level as the troublesome guys I have encountered before..."

"Anything like that is good." At this moment, he interrupted, "There is a very serious problem right now, and we must solve it first!"

"What's the problem?" The teammates all turned to look at him and asked in unison.

"I'm hungry." Xiao Ma's answer was straightforward, full of domineering in just three words.

The other four were all staggered and almost fell on the ground.

"After your reminder..." Feng Bujue said, "It has indeed been nearly four hours since entering the script. Even though our state at the time was defaulted by the system as'just eaten', It’s time to feel hungry..."

There are some things that just can’t stand up to babbling. It doesn't matter if you say it, it is very obvious when you say it.

"Ah... I suddenly felt sore in my legs and very hungry..." Tracebe said, and simply sat down cross-legged.

"The previous physical consumption was indeed not small..." Uncle Waste Chai moved his hand to his abdomen instinctively, "From the locust forest, to the taunting forest, through the ghost swamp, and finally into the temple...light I don’t know how far it is. If we are in real life, we may not finish this road in one day."

"Um... there is something, I just wanted to say before, but there has been no suitable opportunity." Honghu continued, "I noticed...My physical energy consumption seems to be much faster than in the normal script. "He paused, "Want to come... It is also caused by the special setting of this script..."

"Fatigue, hunger and thirst..." Feng Bujue licked his lips, "The real threat seems to be beginning to surface..." As he spoke, he also sat down cross-legged and looked up at Tianma Xingkong. "Brother Xiao Ma, when you walked into this hall, the main task was completed, right?"

"That's right," replied wildly.

"Um...Okay..." Feng Bujue said thoughtfully, "I guess... when the next main quest appears, there are two possibilities... or,'All players have completed the previous one. Ten minutes after the task'; or it is the fixed time limit of the previous task, that is, ten minutes after the completion of the three hours~ IndoMTL.com~ He exhaled, "I hope it's the latter, at least we can use it Take a break for the extra two hours. "

"It's hard to tell..." Uncle Fu Chai continued, "Since it is a team nightmare mode, it is better to plan for the worst in everything."

"Hehe...I understand this of course." Feng Bujue said, "That's why I said ‘hope’ is so..."

"The key is still food and water..." Tianma Xingkong said, "If you don't eat or drink and sit dry, it means there is no rest, right?"

"Good point." Feng Bujue asked with a smile, "Do you have anything to eat?"

"Ha! Nothing!" Tianma Xingkong replied loudly. A hero is a hero, he is so magnanimous and open-minded.

"Okay..." Feng Bujue shrugged helplessly. He scanned his teammates around and asked, "Did anyone bring food or water?" (To be continued. If you like this work , You are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommended votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to read.)