Doll Survival Game [Unlimited]

The knife was too small, but fortunately it was sharp. Without any hesitation, Luo Yiran cut off the five fingers of the man's right hand as if cutting cabbage. Then he frowned at the man who fainted from the pain—so fragile, You will die after cutting it.

The puppet, who didn't want to kill, wiped the knife and put it away.

The magician who was always behind said: "I suggest that it is better to kill him."

The puppet looked up at the magician.

"It's not a good thing to keep people who have made enemies with you." The magician suggested very kindly.

The puppet is displeased: "I don't kill people."

The magician looked at the miserable state of the man in the sportswear, and for a moment, he smiled and said, "But if you put it on this tall tree, the beasts that smell blood may not be able to bite him."

Luo Yiran was even more displeased when his thoughts were debunked. His clear red eyes stared at the magician: "A puppet, don't say anything that will make the master unhappy."

After speaking, Luo Yiran quickly manipulated the magician to tear off a piece of fabric from the suit again and sealed his mouth.

The magician uttered several broken syllables, his voice very disgruntled.

After doing all this, Luo Yiran thought with a straight face—exciting.

Then he manipulated the magician to lower the position of the man in the sportswear, and then hurried back to find Xia Lang.

When he arrived at Xia Lang's original location, the sound of machinery resounded throughout the forest: [Safety time is on. 】

Luo Yiran paused, then he looked up at the huge full moon in the sky, a trace of impatience flashed in his red eyes, then he quickly lowered his head, and shouted: "Xia Lang."

Xia Lang in the dark was stunned for a moment, he couldn't move anymore, so he could only stretch out a hand with difficulty: "Brother Ran..." The crying in the voice was too heavy, Xia Lang stopped, and then spoke again: " I'm here."

The outstretched hand was stained with blood, Luo Yiran manipulated the magician to go quickly, and then he looked at Xia Lang who was half-shrunk in the tree hole, covered in blood.

Xia Hong's eyes were red, he was taken aback when he saw the magician, but when he turned his eyes to Luo Yiran, he held back the fear: "Brother Ran, are you alright?"

Luo Yiran asked the magician to squat down, and then he jumped off the magician step by step, and walked up to Xia Hong: "Can you hold on for the remaining two hours?"

Xia Hong has never been in such pain, he even felt that he was getting colder and colder, which made him very scared, because he felt that he was going to die, so tears fell uncontrollably, Xia Lang exhaled softly in aggrieved way: "I... ...I can't hold on."

Luo Yiran took a rough look at the wounds on Xia Hong's body, his legs and hands were pierced, and there were abrasions on his abdomen.

Xia Lang burst into tears: "I, I only have a little medicine to stop the bleeding. The medical items in the game are very precious... I have used them all, but my thigh... just, just can't stop the bleeding." Xia Lang was sobbing and choking , but did not make a loud cry, he was afraid of being discovered by other players.

"Don't cry." Luo Yiran comforted him: "I'll go to other players to borrow medicine, if it doesn't work, I'll find a way to stop the game."

Xia Lang was stunned, as if the pain on her body had paused for a moment: "What?"

Borrow medicine?Who to borrow?Everyone in this dungeon is their opposite.And it's not right to stop the game, right?

Luo Yiran didn't explain too much. He manipulated the magician to bandage Xia Lang's wound. The magician was dissatisfied, but his mouth was tied too tightly, so he could only moan twice.

But Xia Lang was startled by the magician who suddenly spoke: "He, he, he..."

"It's the puppet given to me by the game, it's alive." Luo Yiran said calmly, "It can move by itself, but I can also manipulate him, don't worry."

Xia Lang: "..."

How could you not be worried!This bandaged man looks like a villainous boss!

"His name is Magician." Luo Yiran also introduced: "The way he speaks is quite unpleasant."

... so the mouth is tied up?This was Xia Lang's last thought before fainting from the pain.

"Be gentle." Luo Yiran frowned when he saw someone fainted.

"..."

The magician didn't even moan, and Luo Yi did not soften his heart, but after thinking about it, he was his own puppet, so he cherished it a little bit, so he took off the cloth strip on the magician's mouth: "Stop talking."

The magician raised the corner of his mouth, and his voice was very soft: "Someone is nearby."

Luo Yiran was taken aback for a moment, and then felt something grabbing the back of his neck in the next second. Before he could move, his body flew into the air——

Fly away.

The moment he flew up, Luo Yiran thought of the scene when the fish was hooked and lifted out of the water when he went fishing by the river a few days ago.

His face darkened.

Drawing an arc from mid-air, Luo Yiran fell into a somewhat rough hand. The owner of the hand turned his back to him. After holding the doll, he turned around and ran like a joy, with a triumphant voice: "Hahaha! A moving doll would be a great prop!"

Luo Yiran was a little dizzy from his shaking hands, and couldn't hold back when he heard this: "You are the prop!"

The owner of the hand was stunned for a moment, then he found Kazuki and jumped up, he spread his hand and straightened the dizzy doll, stared at it for a while and suddenly said: "A talking doll prop!"

Luo Yiran was so shaken that he didn't recover, he was stunned for a while, and then recovered, but just after recovering, his arm was caught and lifted up.

"..."

When he was picked up, Luo Yiran met his captor. It was a young man in black and white short-sleeved shorts, his hair was dyed grandma's gray, and he was ironing round rolls. Pretty good.

The boy leaned over with a suspicious expression on his face: "Is it a prop?"

Luo Yiran looked at the boy and suddenly smiled.

The young man tilted his head: "What are you laughing at..." Before he finished speaking, the young man's curly hair twitched, and at the same time the young man turned over and jumped off the tree.

When he landed, the branch he was standing on also fell down, and the fracture was very smooth.

The boy raised his head with fear on his face, and then saw the bandaged man holding a branch with one hand and a knife in the other.

The long gray hair seemed to be covered with a layer of silver light under the moonlight. The magician let go and fell from the tree, then turned the knife in his hand and walked towards the puppet in the boy's hand.

The boy reacted very quickly, he grabbed the doll and said, "Don't come here, I'll destroy him if you come here, at worst we don't want any of us!"

The magician didn't even pause.

Luo, who was held tightly, didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He turned his head 180 degrees and faced the boy face to face.

The doll stared straight at the staring boy, and then smiled: "If I have to say it, that pervert covered in bandages is the talking doll prop."

"Do you want it? If you want to grab it."

juvenile:"……"

Now how can the boy not understand that the doll in his hand is probably the same player as himself, but it is just a special kind.

"Grass!" Never expecting that there is a special kind of puppet, the boy ran away again, as sensitive as a monkey with an accelerator installed.

The boy is very confident in his speed. Since entering the game, no one has caught him except the uncle, and then his confidence is gone when he looks back.

The magician easily followed the young man, his mouth was so shocked when he saw someone turn his head, he was a bit disgusted but still stretched out his hand.

The young man was taken aback for a moment, and then felt a sudden pain in his fingers. The next second, a black shadow flashed before his eyes, and when he saw clearly again, he saw the little puppet appearing on the magician's arms.

The puppet sat steadily, Erlang raised his legs, and praised the magician in a casual tone: "It's not bad." It was quite slippery.

The knife flipped around in the magician's hand, and he said in a joyful voice, "Master, thank you."

The young man stopped in a daze and looked down at himself. He saw a small cut on his index finger. It was really small, maybe not as big as a fingernail, and even the blood that came out was only a drop or two.

but.

A smaller rose was inserted into the small hole.

Ah, he has a flower growing on his hand.The boy was a little confused.

You can take a photo to show the uncle... The young man just thought about it, but when he raised his eyes, a knife was placed across his neck. The weird bandage magician with the knife was full of danger, and the delicate little doll on his arm Innocent in appearance, indifferent in voice——

"Robbery."

The author has something to say:

Before leaving, Ranran: I'm going to borrow medicine.

After leaving, ran: robbery.