I'm picking up rags in the survival game

Seeing that the two of them were safe, An Yuan, who covered Wanyan Bao's ears, breathed a sigh of relief.

Shi's voice was hoarse and his expression was as usual: "Are you okay? Do you recognize him?"

Yun Tuan nodded, "He almost beat me to death last time. I can never understand a madman. Can you still hold on?"

Shi Qing looked away and silently shrank into a position where heat loss was the slowest. His condition was not good and he could only hope that the igloo would be the final game setting this time.

He closed his eyes and felt that his body temperature was gradually losing. The room was slightly warmer than outside, but after not replenishing energy for a long time and constantly consuming it, this warmth was completely insignificant.

Why...

Why did the person hurt him like this but not be held accountable by the paradise?

If these players all have privileges, is it necessary for the dungeon to exist?

Suddenly, my throat felt warm.

Shi Qing opened his eyes with difficulty and found that the girl was tearing off the red band-aid on his face and sticking it on the back of his neck.

Wisps of warmth seep into the skin through the red-lit Band-Aid, which seems to relieve some pain.

It turns out that everything provided by the paradise is so warm.

"It's a bit unhygienic, but don't worry, we will be able to go out soon, and everything will disappear by then." Yun Tuan said, pressing the band-aid flat.

Her small wounds have long since healed, and this red thing can keep her warm.

A bit like a miniature warm baby.

Yun Tuan tried to lift Shi Qing up and change her position, but her hands were unable to exert any strength, let alone An Yuan and Wanyan Bao, who had no endurance.

He Yu can casually seriously injure a young man she thought was hiding something. This man's combat power is hard to estimate. If he meets him alone next time, he may not be able to escape.

Would a person be fooled a third time?

Yun Tuan looked at his palms, which were purple with cold, and couldn't figure it out - the skeleton and the living question bank, these two reasons were very nonsense. What could interest a lunatic should be something more valuable.

What is her value? Could she turn into a werewolf without knowing it? Or...

In fact, she, Yun Tuan, has lived in this world for hundreds of years. She lost her memory due to an accident and mistakenly thought she was an ordinary person?

What a joke!

"Why haven't you come to evaluate?" Yun Tuan frowned as he looked at Shi Qing, who was dying, and An Yuan, who was so cold that he started talking nonsense next to him.

Suddenly, Yun Tuan heard a laugh very close to them.

Full of innocence and excitement, it is extremely strange in this ice and snow.

Her scalp was numb, she grabbed the scraper and looked out, but she was faced with a head hanging upside down!

The child's eye sockets were glowing with red light, and the pupils could not be seen clearly, looking hideous and terrifying in the dim light. There was a protruding red mole between his eyebrows, and he clung to the igloo, slowly crawling in using his hands and feet!<

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He behaves like a gecko, which is completely different from the cute look he saw last time in the extremely cold dungeon.

"What are you going to do?"

Yun Tuan asked, grabbing the paint scraper and knife, ready to take action at any time.

The chubby boy didn't answer. He just jumped to the ground and stood up in a soft and twisted way. His body seemed to have no bones and was similar to a snake.

When he fell to the ground, his eyes stopped glowing and he turned back into the child who was as cute as a New Year painting doll.

Yun Tuan's hair almost stood up, and she poked the child's face with the back of the spatula.

"Who are you?"

The little fat boy's lips were as red as blood. He opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he suddenly jumped out!

A small lake-blue kettle tapped the top of the igloo with its spout, then leaned in and took a look around.

[Congratulations to the four anchors for completing the igloo task, please wait a moment, the transmission channel is still under maintenance.]