Be a boss in a survival game

Chapter 352 352 [Emperor Feng Jinyuan 78]

The second emperor mourning team can have 500 children.

The youngest is four years old and the oldest is 12 years old.

But the main thing is that children in the 8-year-old age group are the most.

I saw these children rioting in an instant.

They immediately broke away from the stopped funeral procession, gathered their brains into a force like hemp rope, and rushed out towards the inns on both sides like birds and beasts.

The emperor's mourning team stopped, and there were no adult dead bodies to stop it.

The children were jumping and excited.

But this time, the mourning was silent!
Because with the entire team stopping, the mourning band has also stopped playing music.

This is completely different from the emperor mourning I met for the first time!

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Big brother, big sisters, we are going to die, come and play with us..."

Laughter like a magic bell filled the streets of the market.

Hundreds of children immediately gathered around.

They surrounded Gonghu Gong and Wei Yuyao who were the closest to the funeral band, surrounded Feng Qi and the others downstairs in the inn, then quickly went to the Manfu Inn, rushed in, and continued looking for someone to play with.

The entire market was filled with the laughter of children.

It's like a magic sound piercing through the ears.

It made the entire silent market become bustling and bustling.

Not only the Manfu Inn was full of children, big and small, but even the Anxin Inn was crowded with countless people.

Little teenagers, dressed in ancient mourning clothes, draped in sackcloth and filial piety, attend the funeral for the emperor.

Every child's face is extremely pale, the black eyes are deep and thick, and the corners of the eyes are blood-red, like little ghosts.

however--

On their faces, there are extremely happy smiles.

Innocent, innocent, and so innocent and harmless.

They seem to just want to enjoy the joy of life and find someone to play with at this last moment.

It's just that the happy smiles on those pale and terrifying faces are so contrasting, so weird and wonderful!
Every child, in this last period of free time, is extremely eager to play with the players.

Desperate to the point of... scrambling to be the first.

There is a sense of déjà vu that players are being "assigned".

With a trace of indescribable and unexplainable weirdness.

Almost, among all the children, only the oldest children snatched the player's playmates!
Those who are younger and incapable will even be beaten.

It's strange, why don't these children play by themselves?Why do you have to find players as partners?

Wei Yuyao was very surprised by this.

In this perilous survival dungeon, death is an eternal topic.

"Is there something wrong with these kids?"

On the surface, the innocence and innocence of children are displayed glamorously, but the expressions on the face are extremely inconsistent with the state——

How do you look at it, how weird!

"These kids have problems, don't play with them!"

Wei Yuyao immediately made a decision before the children scrambled to get close to him and Gonghu Gong.

At the same moment, he thought of Zhuge Chengcheng and Xie Zhao in the inn.

Without even thinking about it, Wei Yuyao left directly from here and rushed towards the inn.

Because there are injured people in the team, during this period of time, everyone regards protecting injured players as one of their missions and tasks.

Not only Wei Yuyao was aware of it.

Mo Zangcheng and Lu Yan also rushed towards the second floor quickly.

Funeral children in ancient times surrounded the entire downstairs of the inn, and more than 200 people were crowded and noisy, longing for the simplest but also the weirdest play.

These children are very likely to be the death passage of the players in the second emperor's mourning team!

(End of this chapter)