Chapter 1229 Promotion Game 20

[There is still 00:15:11 until the T1 time slot]

The second round of T2 is finally coming to an end.

After four hours of trepidation and high-intensity fighting, Fu Anan went out arrogantly and returned with a look of kidney failure.

The last ten minutes really felt like years. She was so exhausted that she ran back to the place agreed with Zhang Yuanyuan, and then threw herself into the cave, "My concubine, give me a bottle of water."

"Just now I was a waste, now I am a concubine?"

Zhang Yuanyuan handed her water and checked her wounds, she was very concerned. He couldn't control his mouth, and said, "Aren't you very good? Are you capable of standing up and running dozens of laps?"

"My concubine, don't make trouble."

Fu Anan didn't have the strength to coax her little Qingmei, "I'm really tired, let me rest for a while."

Qingmei is a sensible concubine.

She looked at Fu An'an's tired face, and really didn't bother her anymore, facing the wall alone, humming in her heart, thinking that she would come to coax her after she had a rest.

However, there was a sound from outside, intermittently introduced into the cave.

"The terrain here is so rugged, no one is hiding here, right?"

A loud voice can be heard far away.

"It's possible that the caves we passed just now are very suitable for hiding people."

"Why don't we wait until we meet again? What if we find the hiding places of several S-level players..."

Fu An'an was drowsy at first, but when these words came to his ears, he suddenly woke up.

The two of them glanced at each other at the same time, then got up abruptly, like two extremely fast mice, leaping out of the cave.

"Hey, someone!"

There was a rush of shouts from behind, and Fu Anan led Zhang Yuanyuan to run wildly on the hillside, leaving those people behind.

After a while, those people were nowhere to be seen. Fu An'an was panting from exhaustion, and Zhang Yuanyuan's condition was not good.

"Now, what are we doing now?"

Zhang Yuanyuan bent down and squatted, looking at Fu Anan, "There is no safe place in this game."

There is no absolute security, but there is relative security.

"Let's go, I know it's good to have a place."

After working hard for several hours, Fu Anan dragged his tired body forward. There are few things in the game copy, but there are many people.

There are many living people, and there are many people who died during the T2 period.

Fu An'an once again found a large piece of corpse, then glued it with blood and skin, lay down in a tragic posture, and naturally blended into these corpses.

As the saying goes, the first time is born, the second time is cooked.

After Fu An'an lay down, she looked at Zhang Yuanyuan, "Why are you standing there, come and lie down too."

Zhang Yuanyuan: "...You said this is the safest place?"

"yes."

Fu Anan nodded, "There are more and more dead players now, and the living don't have so much energy to check the corpses one by one. As long as you don't meet perverted players who want to die and let the dead be their mother, as long as you pretend to be good enough, you can have a very long sleep."

After Zhang Yuanyuan listened... she actually felt a little reasonable.

"I am going to sleep good night."

She heard Fu An'an's voice, and then watched her slowly close her eyes like a person who was about to die, her breathing gradually weakened, her limbs were stiff and twisted, with blood and brains on her head...

It seems to have really gone!

Or the kind of accidental death.

Zhang Yuanyuan is not well after seeing the whole thing, it's a pity that Xiao Qingmei didn't play tricks before.