[MTL, BL] The Top Streamers of the Horror Circle are Wild in The Novice Village

4.3

The person retreated out of the Douluo Arena, and Wei Qing watched the big stone gate disappear from sight.

In the blink of an eye, where there are still buildings, only the broken city wall of red bricks remains.

They were back in the siege again.

"Wait!" Wei Qing broke free, took two steps forward, and put his hands on the city wall.

He pushed hard against the wall, but the seemingly crumbling city wall remained motionless.

Could it be that the Douluo Field is also a part of the illusion?

What's the point of its existence?

Before Wei Qing could sort out his thoughts, a cold snort came from behind him: "Why, I can't bear your little wolf dog?"

Hearing this, Wei Qing couldn't help but wrinkle his face, he turned his head, but what he saw was Tang Kexin's back.

And a cold reminder: "There is only one inn here. If you go late, you can only sleep on the street." As soon as

Tang Kexin walked away, the eyes around him became denser, and some people who only dared to look carefully began to openly look over.

These people should be old players who have received invitations, and their instinct is to detect and target all other players that can be exploited and manipulated.

As a deceitful player who could easily be treated by passers-by in Huangquan as caring for out-of-school children, Wei Qing was a little helpless. He took two big steps to catch up with Tang Kexin, because he was too lazy to release his murderous aura every minute and every second.

I have to admit that when Tang Ke's heart is cold, no creature will come close. Although he vaguely knew that Tang Someone's fire was provoked by himself, Wei Qing still hid behind this big tree to enjoy the coolness.

He wanted to see how long the Tang leader could hold back.

The inn is very big, and when you look up, rows of birdhouses are regularly arranged. In order to accommodate most players, the scale of the inn is absolutely magnificent, but at the same time because of the large number of players, the internal environment configuration of the inn is not very high, the floor height does not exceed two meters, the area is small, and there is no ventilation. It's very depressing, but if you don't sleep, there is a risk of being attacked.

Wei Qing was very familiar with this type of inn, he had lived in this type of house for five years.

The shop owner is a thin old man in a long coat with plain face. His name is Pan Li, and everyone around him calls him Pan Lao.

Old Pan didn't have the slightest sense of serving with a smile, his cloudy eyes swept over the two of them, and his old voice sounded like sawing wood: "How many rooms?"

"Two rooms." Tang Ke replied in a second.

Wei Qing behind him raised his eyebrows unexpectedly and didn't say much.

Mr. Pan handed over two keys and instructed: "The city owner is about to get married, and the personnel are complicated. It is not necessary to go out when you enter the guest room. Keep your personal finances well, and we will not be responsible for losing your money or your life."

Wei Qing's ears moved. , he heard the message after this sentence was translated into the rules of the game:

sneak attacks at night are allowed by the game.