Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1964: Yan Guo Mao Lin 3 Wine

When Fanhe's round begins, the lineup on the board has not changed much compared to the previous round.

[Ding style mutated version] After being robbed, the empty row of tiles is still empty at this time, like a smooth road leading to the Lin Sanjiu shelf.

And [Ghost Painting] has not moved since it landed, so it is still standing on the last square on the edge of the chessboard.

What returned to its position was obviously the [Tornado Whip] blocking the front of the Goddess's chess pieces; as soon as it disappeared, the Goddess with a P value of only 1 was completely exposed. At this time, the Goddess stood blankly to the left of Lin Sanjiu.

After the painter's chess piece moved back two squares, it happened to be standing on Lin Sanjiu's right hand side, close to the white wall of Shang Chao, standing on the last row of the vertical edge of the chessboard.

"Why did it take several minutes after she called out attack before it was my turn to start?"

Fan He was indeed very cautious, as if he was afraid that casual actions would waste the opportunity to take action. At this time, he was able to hold himself back and still kept his back facing the chessboard when asking questions.

Even though the temperature in the dungeon was pleasant, Lin Sanjiu still had sweat on her forehead.

"This is her personal reason, and I can't tell you," the female employee shrugged, "I am the referee and I have to remain fair."

Fan He was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "I will give up the first action, please start the timer."

When Fan He acted this time, he was not as smooth as the previous times; when the female employee counted down to four, she also strode closer to Lin Sanjiu, and their eyes met in the air. Each of them saw the doubts, hesitations, worries, and eagerness to try on the other's face as clearly as if they were looking in a mirror.

"Ten!" the female employee reported the last number and shouted: "Stop!"

Fan He has stopped the car hastily. In front of her is the goddess who was exposed just now.

She avoided Lin Sanjiu after all.

As soon as Fan He's footsteps stopped, the entire copy fell into silence.

The female employee did not rush, Lin Sanjiu remained silent, and Fan He stared at the Goddess chess piece for a long time, as if waiting for something to happen - but after nearly a minute, nothing happened.

"The attack you just made..." Fan He looked at the goddess, but he said to Lin Sanjiu: "Why didn't it have any effect?"

"Never mind me," Lin Sanjiu muttered, "Why don't you run to the other side if you're worried? Those three rows are all empty."

Fan He stopped talking. She thought for a while and said tentatively: "Attack."

P1's goddess was naturally taken away smoothly; the light spots she turned into were also added to Fanhe's special items shelf.

"Why don't you defend?" Lin Sanjiu glanced sideways at Fan He, "We are very close now. I can attack you next round."

"You can try it," Fan He said without turning his head, "see if you can successfully attack me on P12."

"Now it's Lin Sanjiu's customer's turn," the female employee prompted.

"Return to your position," following Lin Sanjiu's command, the painter returned to the shelf. "I'm going to take action, you time it."

When Lin Sanjiu strode straight towards Fanhe's shelves, Fanhe seemed to understand her intention in an instant and couldn't help but snorted lowly.

After losing the physical fitness of an evolver, this normally not worth mentioning journey now took Lin Sanjiu seven or eight seconds to sprint to the front of the Fanhe shelf - she used her last breath to In two seconds, he twisted around and threw himself in front of the shelf whose name he only knew half of, shouting: "Attack!"

To be honest, whether it was Fan He's ability or the item shelf, it might be a better target; however, whether it was due to intuition or curiosity, Lin Sanjiu chose to attack it in the end - the light spot. When she got it, she couldn't help but be stunned before she could be happy about the turn of events.

She frowned and looked at the light spot for a while, and wanted to turn her head to look at Fan He on the chessboard behind her, but due to the copy restrictions, she couldn't even turn her neck.

Fan He didn't seem to know which shelf she was attacking. At this time, she said almost calmly: "Did you originally have this idea?"

"What...what's your idea?" Lin Sanjiu was still a little distracted when she answered.

"You made me think that you activated some kind of effect, which made me not catch you out of caution. This gave you a chance to take a product from my shelf." Fan He He said calmly, "It's just that I can't see how much benefit this step can bring to you. If I go back to attack you, you will have to leave, and then everything will be back to where it started... Could it be that you are pinning your hopes on Can I get the [Spirit of All Things] in one go?"

"I'm not that stupid," Lin Sanjiu glanced at her well-stocked ability shelves and said, "That's only a 1 in 10 chance, no, it's probably a 1 in 20 chance. Are you done?"

"Then what are you doing for?" Fan He sounded really confused, "Forcing me to arrest you so that I can end this instance?"

Lin Sanjiu looked at the light spot in his hand and asked instead, "When did you enter the arsenal?"

Fanhe had a meal.

"How old are you? Do you know who your parents are?" Lin Sanjiu opened his hand, and the light flew straight back to his camp. "I'm very curious... why do you have something called 'spiritual body suture agent'? Its function seems to be... to allow your spiritual mind to stay in the body continuously?"

As a normal human being, whose spirit and mind would run away from home at any time?

Could it be said that Fanhe was able to maintain mental stability during the "space crossing" because of this one thing?

Seeing that Fanhe was silent for a while, she asked again: "What kind of things are you putting on this shelf?"

After thinking about it, she asked again: "I don't want to offend you, but... who are you?"

As if even the female employees were curious, for several seconds after Lin Sanjiu finished speaking, the entire dungeon was quietly waiting for Fan He's answer.

"So you took that away..." When Fan He finally spoke, it was as calm as before, as if no emotion could enter her voice. "You always take away what I can't lose the most, and I don't know which one of us is unlucky."

This time, she didn't even give a notice. She suddenly turned around and rushed forward, forcing the female employee to immediately start the countdown - Lin Sanjiu was still standing on the chessboard and could only remain motionless at this time. Standing on the ground, unable to even turn around, he could only **** up his ears and listen to the footsteps on the chessboard behind him. He was so nervous that his back muscles shrank.

"Ten," the female employee shouted, "Stop!"

When Fan He's footsteps stopped, they were not as clean and tidy as before, but rather a bit sloppy and stumbling; with a low gasp, she finally lost some of her composure for the first time.

"Why...why?"

It wasn't until she heard these words that Lin Sanjiu took a deep breath and tried to force herself to relax again.

Fan He raised his voice and asked again: "Why - I just turned around and ran towards my own camp~IndoMTL.com~Why am I here?"

Until it was his turn, Lin Sanjiu slowly turned around. The muscles in his body were still trembling slightly because they were too tight just now. When she saw Fan He clearly, a big stone suddenly fell to the ground in her heart. She could no longer hold back and burst into laughter after suddenly relaxing.

At this time, Fanhe was standing on the twelfth row of ceramic tiles, facing the wall of the supermarket—not to mention far away from her own camp area. She looked like she was thinking about her faults in front of the wall.

"What, what's going on?" Fan He's eyes widened, but the white wall in front of him remained indifferent. "This is not the direction I just ran..."

"I know you didn't run in that direction," Lin Sanjiu shook his head and said, "As you said, this copy is not fair at all. The key to victory is not the strategy, but the chess pieces we brought in. ”

"Your chess piece...?"

"As for me, my overall strength is relatively balanced, but when I compare it alone, I can't compare with your tricky methods." Lin Sanjiu explained patiently, "Fortunately, I I have more than just my own things on me."

"What?" Fanhe seemed to be able to only ask, "What on earth do you have?"

"I know a person who can hardly meet an opponent in the entire apocalyptic world, because he or she is so powerful that it makes no sense." Lin Sanjiu murmured, "I I was able to pass through that person's consciousness and successfully release my ability. I was really relieved."

Today is another day when I was knocked unconscious by the stock market. I saw someone say that he lost 80,000 by buying sound financial management, and the rate of return beat more than 50% of netizens across the country...

(End of this chapter)

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