Chapter 64 - Picking up the Rags

Having seen the misery of their teammates, the few ghosts who were ready to teach Xiao Lan to behave fell into silence, feeling that they had made the worst decision since they had died.

 

Isn't it good to be a peaceful ghost?

 

Why does it have to be such a difficult death?

 

As Xiao Lan's gaze swept towards them, the mother and daughter instantly disappeared from their spot, and the pregnant woman left behind saw this and simply bailed, the water stains disappearing as fast as they could, along with the ghostly shadows.

 

Such is the plastic nature of team bonding between makeshift field teams.

 

The couple who were left in place and expected their teammate to give them a hand: "......"

 

Now it's all about regret, a lot of regret.

 

Before Xiao Lan's eyes could turn back, they hurriedly gathered up the pool of blood they had left behind and slipped away, disappearing along the cracks in the ground before they could even fit their limbs back in.

 

--

 

A little earlier.

 

He Rui and Duan Xueyin also arrived in the neighbourhood while Xiao Lan was at a standstill with the landlord.

 

During the previous battle, Duan Xueyin's leg was quite badly injured and although she used props to recover, the wound was slow to heal and affected her mobility, so she had to be helped along by He Rui.

 

At the sight of the electric, red light and masonry battle, the two men didn't dare venture out and found a room for the time being.

 

From time to time the corridor is lit up by electric light.

 

The two next to them were secretly shocked, weren't these two fighting a little too much! They seriously suspected that whether it was a white arc or a red light, if they accidentally rubbed a bit of it, it would definitely not be pleasant, even with the player's enhanced physique.

 

When did mid-level players have this kind of combat power? Duan Xueyin was shocked, but the cold sweat on He Rui's head was brimming, if Xiao Lan had used this move to hit him ......

 

Suddenly he felt that he had been given three good beatings, and wondered where Xiao Lan's scary-looking teammate had gone. As he thought about it, He Rui couldn't help but look around, fearing that Fei Luo might pop out of nowhere.

 

No, it's better to leave this game as soon as possible.

 

He Rui observes the battle, "Let's open the door and leave while Xiao Lan holds the boss in check."

 

Duan Xueyin leaned against the wall for support: "Is that door okay?"

 

He Rui chuckled, "Half and half odds, I guess, but it's always a good idea to try, otherwise in case Xiao Lan doesn't hold up, how long can we resist at the hands of a boss in this state?"

 

"This ......" Duan Xueyin seemed a little hesitant.

 

He Rui reassured her, "Even if it's a trap, I've got a way to get you out of it, we're teammates."

 

When he heard the word "teammate", Duan Xueyin rolled his eyes and said he didn't believe it at all, after all, his last teammate was already cold in the kitchen and he hadn't seen this man ask a single question.

 

But on the surface Duan Xueyin looked as if everything was fine and she nodded: "Okay, we're counting on you then."

 

He Rui patted his chest and looked reliable: "Don't worry, we'll leave when we find a chance."

 

The two men just waited, each with their own thoughts.

 

A few minutes later, a Bai Guang flashed more violently than even before and the commotion outside stopped for the moment.

 

The two take the opportunity to emerge from their hiding room just in time to see the landlord missing and several 404 ghosts preparing to attack Xiao Lan. Duan Xueyin asks He Rui with his eyes if he wants to go up and help, but he is stopped by He Rui.

 

"Now is the best chance, the boss is gone and the troublesome NPCs have been drawn to him, we should hurry." He Rui said in a righteous manner, and when he finished he took the lead in the direction of the door.

 

Duan Xueyin felt that it was a bit of a waste of time for her to just leave. Xiao Lan had saved her life once before, but in her current state she was basically unable to fight and had few talismans left for attacking, so she was almost a battle scum.

 

Although feeling a little sorry for herself, she chose to take advantage of the opportunity created by Xiao Lan to pass.

 

Duan Xueyin glanced at the encircled Xiao Lan and followed He Rui's lead, holding on to the wall.

 

Players, are very realistic.

 

He Rui stood in front of the door and put his hand on the handle. He thought it would take a lot of effort to push such a heavy door, but almost as soon as he did so, the door opened automatically.

 

He Rui's heart sank and he felt bad all of a sudden.

 

With the opening of the doorway, He Rui is confronted by the cultist holding his head in the body of Meng Ze!

 

The cultist's withered face was filled with a malicious grin as he grinned and moved towards He Rui, one hand raised and reaching for his neck.

 

He Rui subconsciously tried to dodge, but to his surprise, his body felt like it was imprisoned and he could only watch as the hand reached out towards him.

 

"What's wrong? Why don't you go." Duan Xueyin, blinded by He Rui and the cultist's figure in the shadows, did not understand what was happening and was limping closer to He Rui.

 

At the sound of Duan Xueyin's voice, He Rui's eyes glowed with hope.

 

He listened to Duan Xueyin's footsteps approaching towards him, one step, two steps, three steps ...... had gotten closer.

 

When Duan Xueyin saw that He Rui was not moving or speaking, his heart had already lifted and he was planning to go up and see what was going on.

 

But the next moment, the image before her eyes changed.

 

Duan Xueyin met the cultist's malevolent gaze straight on, his outstretched hand already less than five centimetres from Duan Xueyin's neck. She tried to dodge, but found that she could not move now.

 

Surprisingly, it was He Rui who swapped places between the two when Duan Xueyin was about three paces closer to him!

 

Duan Xueyin has a hundred mmp's in his heart for He Rui, the dog.

 

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He Rui smiled after escaping the cultist's attack, "Sorry, as teammates are supposed to help each other, you just ...... go to hell.

 

He Rui was relieved to see that the cold, green and grey hand had clutched Duan Xueyin's neck; he had always believed that teammates were important, and that more teammates meant more lives.

 

He Rui turned away, not intending to look at Duan Xueyin's death.

 

After another glance over at Xiao Lan, who was surrounded by a few ghostly neighbours, he decided it would be better to go back to those rooms and wander around a few times; looking at the current daylight, it wouldn't take long to get through.

 

He walked towards the previous room and was about to go up to the door when he suddenly felt a tightness around his neck.

 

He Rui looked up in dismay as the cultist's face reappeared in front of him, this time with a firm grip on his neck.

 

With a desperate effort he averted his eyes to look at Duan Xueyin, who was sitting on his back.

 

This turned out to be a pig in a poke!

 

Duan Xueyin covers her neck and coughs as she holds out her hand towards He Rui, a used talisman in her hand. The talisman had been hidden in her hand long beforehand, and it was through this that she and He Rui exchanged places again.

 

At He Rui's incredulous look, Duan Xueyin gave him a smile back: "Ahem, see you later, mate."

 

With the distinct sound of breaking bones, He Rui's head was taken right off.

 

As if he felt that a fresh body was better, the cultist manipulated Meng Ze's hand and placed his head on He Rui's body. A moment later, as if not satisfied, the cultist's head is once again turned towards Duan Xueyin, who is getting up with difficulty to enter the room.

 

Duan Xueyin is trying his best to brace himself on the ground and is holding onto the wall trying to get away from the danger behind him.

 

Duan Xueyin is now almost deflated because of the leg injury and the after-effects of the forced use of his powers, and how can a man with an injured leg outrun an able-bodied body.

 

The cultist strides forward and drags Duan Xueyin backwards by her long hair.

 

"Ah..." Duan Xueyin couldn't resist his cry of pain and fell to the hard ground.

 

The cultist's head settled casually on He Rui's body, and he just cocked his head and reached out to Duan Xueyin as if to try on a female costume, a lecherous grin making him look like a deadly shameless rascal.

 

Duan Xueyin looked desperately at the hands reaching for her, her body once again immobile, as if this was the end of her life.

 

"Whoosh..."

 

A coin, accompanied by a snowy bolt of lightning, came this way and struck the cultist's wickedly smiling head hard, sending it flying off He Rui's neck and straight backwards into the darkness of the door.

 

At the same time, He Rui's body, which had lost its manoeuvre, fell to the ground with a crash.

 

Duan Xueyin, who had come back from the dead, turned his head somewhat frozen and looked over.

 

It was Xiao Lan, after cleaning up the neighbours, who took advantage of the last three seconds of skill time to strike.

 

Xiao Lan smiled at her, "How come both times I've seen you it's been this life-or-death situation."

 

Duan Xueyin feels a bit ashamed: "Thank you ...... for saving me once again ......"

 

Noticing that she looked a little worse for wear, Xiao Lan went up to Duan Xueyin and helped her to one side: "It's not far now, so you can rest here."

 

With that, he turned in the direction of where he had put Luo, which was covered in masonry from the battle and would take some time to dig out.

 

Luo should ...... not hang up, right?

 

After Xiao Lan turned around, a torn look appeared on Duan Xueyin's face, seemingly with great determination, as she whispered, "Earlier ...... I overheard from He Rui that he had accepted a commission from a large organization to come and investigate you, telling him to test as much of your bottom line ...... by any means necessary."

 

Xiao Lan moves forward with a slight hitch.

 

Duan Xueyin gritted his teeth, "That organization is called Reincarnation, it's an organization of very powerful players, their style of action is somewhat unscrupulous, you'd better be careful yourself."

 

After saying this, I added: "I'm telling you this for the sake of saving my life twice, and never, never let anyone from Reincarnation know that I'm the one who said it."

 

Xiao Lan looked back at her, his eyes calm and unmoving, "Don't worry, I just saved you in passing and then we didn't talk about anything."

 

Duan Xueyin is relieved.

 

With that, Xiao Lan ran off to rummage through the scrap heap on the floor, looking as happy as a rag collector at his back.

 

Duan Xueyin got stuck in one breath: "......"

 

Why does this guy look like he's not very reliable? She's not afraid she's going to be finished ......

 

Xiao Lan has been digging around in the rubble for a while and has finally found Luo.

 

Luo is wrapped in cloth and covered in a thick layer of dust, looking like a chicken about to be roasted. I don't know if he was hit by falling masonry, but his already artfully squared-off brain is now somewhat flattened and the picture is simply bleak.

 

Once lifted, Luo's body was covered in dust and looked like a rag.

 

Xiao Lan: "Ahem ......"

 

He suddenly felt a little weak, maybe he should wash him when he got back to the player quarters, don't let Luo wake up to find that he had been subjected to such inhuman treatment when he was unconscious.

 

Xiao Lan patted the dust from Luo's body and carried him to a cleaner place to sit and wait for the dawn.

 

The author has something to say.

 

Luo: Black Paste, Little Scented Pig, Screaming Chicken, Rag ...... I don't want a face!

 

Xiao Lan (backing away sheepishly): Calm down ......

 

Luo (releasing a blanket of black shadows): Why don't you teach me how to calm down, sir?

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