The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop

Chapter 239 This is a game 19

Leng Xiaohua quietly sent a message to Ai Li: "I see it, this is the dog licking. Let him lick it, lick the dog, lick the dog, until the end, there is nothing."

"That's right! Licking the dog!" Alley replied indignantly.

Ai Li and Leng Xiaohua also stepped into the dungeon, and the scenery in front of them changed. This is what the ancient city looked like before it was destroyed. As expected, it was magnificent and solemn, and many soldiers in golden armor were on duty.

At this time, two NPCs passed in front of everyone, and they seemed to be discussing something.

A man with the appearance of a palace person said: "After I heard that the prince was abolished, there was something wrong with him. Last time a palace lady saw him as if he was learning some sorcery!"

"Yes, a few days ago, there was a black mist in the Pianyu Hall of the abandoned prince's bedroom, and the maids and guards inside were all dead. They were not carried out until midnight. Tsk, it's really tragic." Also said.

Dungeon task-find the palace of the waste prince Yang Tian.

"Goddess, this way, I brought the strongest and most experienced players in our team, so you can just stroll with us!" Wang Buren hurriedly took out the map and pointed to the palace.

The three-dimensional map in front of him unfolded, and the Pianyu Temple was in a remote courtyard. Obviously, after the fall of the prince, everyone could be deceived and was arranged here.

A group of people marched towards the Pianyu Temple according to the map.

Because after entering the dungeon, the story mode was launched, and all the outside news was automatically blocked.

The sky was still clear when I entered, but now it has become as dark as a sandstorm.

After walking for about ten minutes, the Pianyu Temple shown on the map has arrived.

"Presumptuous! Whoever entered the palace didn't report in advance!" A guard rushed up with the team after he said.

"I'm coming!" Wang Buren stepped forward, using the moves of the Apocalypse Sword Sect, a few faint white lights flashed, and these guards lay on the ground in a scattered manner.

Wang Buren put the sword into its scabbard in a particularly narcissistic posture, and said, "The mere mob, the girl is frightened."

In exchange for the white eyes of Ai Li and Leng Xiaohua, I was really convinced. You said it yourself, a trivial mob, then what are you showing off.

Tianmiao was expressionless and did not speak. But Wang Buren felt that his heartbeat was faster, ah, his goddess is really cool.

Dungeon task-forever and forever.

A faint cry for help came from the palace, and a few people hurried over. It was a palace lady who fell on the ground with blood stains.

"The prince! The prince is eating people!" The palace lady crawled towards the few people in grief, before she climbed a few steps, she died.

Leng Xiaohua went up first and kicked open the painted door of the hall.

The scene inside made him almost vomit out, and followed Alley who came up, turning around and retching with his knees.

Inside the dimly lit hall was a decomposed corpse. In the center was a built-up tripod. The fire below was flourishing, and bubbles were rising in the tripod.

This person standing in the hall should be the legendary abandoned prince Yang Tian.

"Who designed this copy? Is this plan abnormal?" Leng Xiaohua couldn't help cursing.

"It's cruel." Ai Li also frowned. Even if she knew that the things in front of her were fake and data, she couldn't bear it in her heart.

Tian Miao stood at the door, staring at the scene inside.

These are probably not set by the planning of this game.

It's-it was made by the Mozu.

(End of this chapter)