Douluo: My Sand Sculpture Player

Chapter 52 Rabbit

"Tang San's father" slapped Fengling on the face and said:

"Young man, you are so arrogant in front of me? Tell me everything you know quickly, or I will beat you every time I see you!"

Red palm prints fell on Feng Ling's face, and the burning pain kept coming. How could he, who had always been pampered and pampered, endure this?

"How dare you insult me ​​like this?"

Feng Ling cursed angrily and tried to break free from the rope.

But let's not talk about the past few hours, Feng Ling was already exhausted. The rope was equipped with Da Sima's entangling soul skill, and it was just a dream for him to break free.

"Tang San's father" saw that there was something going on and immediately stepped on Feng Ling into the mud pit.

Not to mention, the feeling of stepping on an NPC is really refreshing.

"Tang San's dad" has played many kinds of games before. In other games, he would accept tasks and run tasks in the task NPC, and then continue to accept tasks and run tasks. The cycle continued back and forth, making him feel like he was alone. Like a fool who clocks in to work, he has been busy for a long time without knowing what he is doing.

But the game Douluo Dalu is obviously different!

"Tang San's father" stared at Feng Ling condescendingly, and suddenly felt like a walk-in in the novel who was about to receive a lunch box in less than three chapters, and he was also the kind of character who was bound to die.

But even if this feeling of pleasure comes again a few times, he is still happy with it.

"Boy, it seems that you haven't recognized the reality yet. When you get to our territory, you actually dare to be arrogant with us!"

"Brothers, hang him to the banyan tree!"

Seeing how much fun he was having, the other players couldn't help but rush forward. One person lifted Feng Ling's arms one by one, lifted him up, and quickly carried him under the banyan tree. Hang the rope around him on the branches of the banyan tree.

Yang Ming had been watching with cold eyes. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"I don't know if the people in Wuhun Palace are out of their minds, but they dare to talk back to the players. It's really exciting now."

A group of players surrounded Feng Ling, looking up and down, like the aunt at the wet market who was preparing to pick up the items and looking at the discounted products. Feng Ling felt chilly for a while, but she didn't know this kind of thing. Where does the unreasonable feeling of uneasiness come from.

Da Sima made a gesture, his right hand was like a knife, he made an empty stroke on Feng Ling's lower body, and suggested seriously:

"How about we cut off his sense of right and wrong? I don't know if this game can be so real. I've always been curious."

"How can this work?" Zhang San shook his head repeatedly and said: "If this game can really castrate, we don't have much experience. If someone accidentally uses too much force and causes him to bleed too much, what can we do here?" If there is no healing soul master, who will heal his wounds then? How can this person bleed to death alive? Besides, if such a corpse is left behind, it would be very disturbing to me this late at night!"

"Then tell me, do you have any good ideas?" A Yin asked.

Yang Ming looked around at the crowd, and most of them shook their heads.

Fang Zheng raised his hand and said weakly:

"Didn't our player camp raise a group of Man-Faced Demon Spider cubs? I heard that when the Man-Faced Demon Spider captures its prey, it usually binds the prey in the spider web, allowing the prey to be slowly implanted with neuroparalytic toxins, and then Gradually die in fear and uneasiness. If you throw this person into the Man-Faced Demon Spider, not only can you harvest a large amount of spider silk for weaving clothes, but you can also scare this person."

After hearing Fang Zheng's suggestion, not only Feng Ling's expression changed drastically, but also the others could not help but feel a chill all over their bodies.

This suggestion is absolutely amazing!

Flanders looked particularly ugly. It could be said that he had personally experienced the feeling of being captured alive by the Man-Faced Demon Spider. It would not be an exaggeration to describe it as worse than death.

Although Fengling's eyes were temporarily blinded by A Yin's lime powder, his ears could still hear the conversations of the players.

Castration?

feeding?

What kind of bad idea is this?

Feng Ling suddenly felt a deep malice coming over him, and finally understood where the previous feeling of uneasiness came from.

When the players were about to pick Feng Ling off the tree and throw it into the toilet, Feng Ling felt that she could save it.

This is not to feel sorry for His Majesty the Pope, nor to Lord Ju Douluo. This is a necessary sacrifice to better protect oneself and make greater contributions to the cause of Wuhun Palace in the future!

Such realization flashed through Feng Ling's heart, and she immediately struggled and said:

"I said! I said it's okay?"

Seeing Fengling's 180° change in attitude, "Tang San's father" looked at him angrily and said:

"Ma Dan, you are really a person who refuses to eat and drink as a punishment. I just beat you up and thought you were a man. Unexpectedly, you are also a weakling."

Feng Ling secretly rolled his eyes.

Being beaten up and being fed to the Human-Faced Demon Spider.

Any normal person would know how to choose between these two options.

Being beaten up is nothing more than a severe beating and a little physical pain. Fengling has been undergoing rigorous training since he awakened his martial spirit at the age of six, and has long since developed the ability to be thick-skinned and withstand the pain. He can withstand severe beatings and whippings, and is not afraid of the beatings and scoldings of the players at all.

But if he is sent to feed the Human-Faced Demon Spider, a group of soul beasts such as the Human-Faced Demon Spider, which is famous in Douluo Continent, Fengling naturally knows the habits of the Human-Faced Demon Spider. As long as he thinks that he will be disturbed by things like nervousness, Toxins, and then stay paralyzed in the spider silk, the bones and flesh in the body melt into a pool of blood, and then the nutrients in the body are absorbed by the Man-Faced Demon Spider with a needle. That kind of terrifying scene makes people's hair stand on end just by thinking about it. I didn't dare to think about it any further.

The players threw Feng Ling onto the ground next to the bonfire again.

Under the gaze of a pair of eyes, Feng Ling looked a little aggrieved and said:

"This time I followed Master Ju Douluo to the Soul Hunting Forest. Actually, I came with a heavy responsibility. Our goal is to find traces of a hundred thousand year old ferocious beast, the Silky Bone Rabbit. After we find it, we must report the matter. I will crown the Pope, and when the time comes, I will organize a large number of experts from the Wuhun Palace to round up and strangle the hundred thousand year old ferocious beast, the Silky Bone Rabbit, thereby adding a new hundred thousand year soul ring to the Pope."

The 100,000-year-old ferocious beast, the soft-bone rabbit?

When they heard the news, everyone was shocked.

"Wait a minute." Yu Xiaogang frowned, seeming to taste something else from Fengling's mouth, and asked: "According to what you said, it seems that Bibi Dong has obtained a hundred thousand year soul ring before? This Are you preparing to obtain the second hundred thousand year soul ring?"

(End of this chapter)