[Holographic] Only Buddhist players

Chapter 42 Scarlet Island

In the male dormitory of Wudao University, the black-haired boy pulled out a suitcase from under the bed and folded the clothes that he had just collected from the balcony in the afternoon. Killing Sifang, the other leaned to the side to watch the battle, and when he heard the movement, he glanced back at him: "Are you really going to move?"

The roommate in front of the computer sighed without looking back: "No one will lead us to higher scores in the future."

The other patted his arm with a playful smile, revealing a pair of nice dimples: "Are you stupid or not, it's not as important as a master to get a good score."

The roommate in front of the computer almost jumped up when he slapped him like an enemy: "Don't beat me! The promotion competition! If you lose, I will hack you to death!"

The one who got into trouble was obviously fearless, and said with a smile: "If you lose, come and play "Cloud" with us, and I will take you."

"You take me? It's about the same for Qingzhou to take you?"

"Him? He runs behind the master's ass all day, and pretends not to know me when he sees me, can you believe it?"

Qingzhou, the black-haired boy known online as "Han Qing", put the suitcase on and zipped it up neatly: "It's not that I value sex over friends, when will you stop being so money-obsessed with your ID?"

The roommate who was playing in the promotion competition became interested: "What's his name again?"

"Follow the money."

"Hmm." The roommate praised sincerely, "It sounds much more educated than the 'I want to get rich' last time."

The stall owner who was ruthlessly ridiculed made a "hum", and just about to fight back, he heard a loud noise outside the dormitory door, and at the same time was the drunken voice of the roommate who often stayed out at night: "Open the door!"

The three people in the dormitory looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally the stall owner walked over. As soon as the door opened, a smell of alcohol rushed over.

Qingzhou frowned slightly, held her breath and leaned the suitcase against the bed, ready to go to the bathroom to wash up.

"You want to move?" The drunken boy saw the suitcase and stopped him with his hand, "Yo, finally can't stand us laymen?"

The stall owner quickly grabbed the boy: "You are drunk, go away and I will help you to bed and rest."

"Get out, get out!" the boy yelled at Qingzhou with a red face, "What are you pretending to be noble, telling you not to go drinking, tinkering with that broken helmet all day long, I don't even want to collect the broken things for me. Change clothes and lock in the bathroom The door, who are you guarding against? They are all men, and you can still lose a piece of meat with just one look? It’s really a young master’s fault, he’s very particular about poverty.”

"A broken bed is cleaned up cleaner than a woman, I think you look like a bitch...Damn! How dare you hit me?"

"Stop beating, stop beating! He's drunk, don't be as knowledgeable as him...everyone has something to say, gentlemen don't move their mouths...don't say hello to your face! You're so disfigured... hey me/□□ Stop playing games, come over and fight!"

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Han Qing's offline time in the friend list was three days ago.

Shen Fan also wandered aimlessly on Scarlet Island for three days. Now that he thinks about it, he feels like a person standing in place holding a reel, waiting for the kite with a broken string to fly back by itself. It's quite silly of.

Looking at his friend list for the last time, he walked up to Changning alone and started the mission of Scarlet Island.

"You came at the right time. We have searched the periphery of Scarlet Island. It seems that all the blood races on the island have been sent to other islands to cause disturbances. There are only a few left behind to patrol." Chang Ning pointed to the unconscious man lying at his feet. Several blood clans, and then pointed to the ancient castle in the center of Scarlet Island behind him, "Now that's the only thing left."

Except for a few gothic castles belonging to various families, the entire Scarlet Island is almost entirely a cemetery. Every few steps, you can see a cross coffin, which is the daytime habitat of ordinary blood races on Scarlet Island.

The ancient castle in the center of the island is inhabited by the ruler of the entire island. Dracula did not know what kind of secret technique was used. Even in broad daylight, the ancient castle was shrouded in a gloomy black mist. Mottled and peeled off the walls were dried black bloodstains.

As soon as Shen Fan stepped on the stone steps in front of the door, the dark door opened automatically, and what he saw was an extremely long dark red velvet carpet. At the end of the carpet, there were two spiral stairs on the left and right, leading to the higher floors of the castle.

"You go to the left, let's go to the right, and use this totem to contact me once you find the situation." After Chang Ning took out a delicate green lotus-shaped totem and handed it to Shen Fan, he and the man in white walked up the stairs on the right.

"..." Shen Fan always had an ominous premonition.

Searching all the way up the stairs on the left, the floors they passed were almost empty rooms. Shen Fan even opened the cross coffins in those bedrooms, but found nothing. sent out.

At the end of the stairs, which is the top floor of the castle, there is only a small attic-like room.

It seems that no one has been here for a long time. The dark red sofa and the black wooden bookshelf are full of dust. The obvious difference is that there is very little dust on that book.

Like... being taken down often?Shen Fan gently took down the book, and there was a hoarse "creaking" sound behind the dark red sofa, and a secret passage was slowly opened.

The secret passage leads down obliquely, it is dark and steep and can't see the end at a glance, Shen Fan lights the way forward with a lantern, and walks down very lightly.

Not long after walking, the faint light of the lantern reflected a figure in the darkness. The man was nailed to the cross coffin, his hands and feet were shackled, and his face was completely covered by messy hair. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

Shen Fan took a step back, held his breath, took out the Qinglian totem and planned to contact Chang Ning.

The totem was like a dead thing, lying in his palm without any reaction.

"It's useless." The man's hoarse voice came from under the long hair that covered his face, "This place has been blocked by Dracula's secret technique, and no news can be spread."

Shen Fan stepped forward and took a light with a lantern, and only then could he barely recognize from the shiny crescent white forehead pendant in her hair that the embarrassed prisoner in front of her was actually Luna: "Luna... my lord, what are you doing?" Is it like this?"

"Don't ask, quickly find a way to remove the nails from my body."

She spoke lightly, those few nails pierced through her shoulder blades, wrists and ankles, Shen Fan couldn't even imagine how bloody and bloody it would be when they were removed.

He squeezed a nail tightly with his fingers, and pulled it out with his eyes closed. Looking again, the wound had healed instantly, and the situation he imagined did not exist at all.

Shen Fan heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to take off the other nails, when a few bloody hands suddenly stretched out from the wet ground in the dark and grabbed his ankles, the blood was still spreading upwards, as if he had found the host. The vines climb greedily to take up all the nutrients.

At the same time, the sound of unhurried footsteps came from above.

"It was found so quickly." The voice echoed in the dark passage for a while, and then the owner of the voice appeared in front of Shen Fan. At this time, the blood red had climbed up his neck, and would soon swallow him completely.

The man was dressed in a black velvet dress, and the complicated white scarf was carefully folded. He lowered his head and finished arranging the gold-plated cuff buttons casually, and raised his bloodless face. Such a little guy came to die."

He took out a vintage-style pocket watch to check the time, and pondered: "The time for me to hypnotize those priests has passed. It seems that there is really no one in your Moon God Temple."

Luna lowered her head and snorted coldly, but said nothing.The blood race has excellent eyesight in the dark, Dracula looked at Shen Fan who was almost wrapped in a blood chrysalis from head to toe, and easily caught a glimpse of the nail that fell on the ground next to him.

He picked it up and approached Luna, and just as he raised his hand to nail it back, there was a whistling sound in his ear, the temperature in the dark passage dropped sharply, and an ice spear pierced through before him, knocking down the nail in his hand , leaving a small hole in the palm by the way.

There was no bleeding, only a layer of frost spread rapidly from the wound, and frost-like lines bloomed.

Dracula clenched his right hand tightly to prevent the cold air from spreading to his whole body. He looked up at the rapidly approaching aurora above, and transformed into a black cloak to wrap himself, split into countless dark red bats and disappeared in place. Shen Fan The confinement also disintegrated at the same time.

The owner of Aurora almost leaped down on the wolf, and Luna raised his eyes, and his drooping head dropped even lower.

"It's rare to see you in such a mess." Freya only clenched her fist slightly, and the nails on Luna's body shattered, turning into ice slag and falling to the ground. "When did you become so depraved that you can't even beat a blood race?"

"Accident." It was rare for Luna not to argue with her, and calmly waved his hand to restore his original appearance, "Silver Moon Wheel suddenly lost control, so he took advantage of the loophole."

"What about now? Where is the silver moon wheel?"

Luna shrugged: "I don't know, Dracula took it."

Freya patted the back of the wolf and signaled Luna to sit on it: "Come back with me first, and I'll let the dwarves make a new one for you."

The Moon God didn't appreciate it: "No need, the silver moon wheel was remade with the ancient Moon God's scepter, how can your dwarves compare it with the broken copper and iron?"

"Forget it." Freya didn't talk too much nonsense, and turned around on the wolf and left. Chang Ning and the man in white came late, and then poked their heads out from above the secret road.

Since Freya's long|lance had its own aurora, they could clearly see the situation here from a long distance away. Chang Ning asked, "Why did you come so soon? The violence/chaos on Elven Island has subsided?"

There are not many islands in the cold winter sea area, but each island is extremely vast, and Elf Island is the largest island. Its scale is far beyond the comparison of the Moonlight Islands. It stands to reason that violence/chaos occurred on Elf Island, and every ten and a half months is absolutely suppressed Can't come down, so Chang Ning was surprised that the Valkyrie appeared here so soon.

"No." The Valkyrie rode a wolf and passed Chang Ning in the opposite direction.

Chang Ning scratched his head and said, "Then you are..."

"I'll see if she's dead."

"Oh..." Chang Ning blankly watched the aurora disappear at the exit of the secret passage, and then turned to check the situation of Luna.

She didn't look abnormal except that she didn't have a weapon in her hand and her face was a bit smelly.

In other words, this is not an abnormality, as long as she collides with the Valkyrie, her face will not look good.