Pretty cannon fodder draws cards in infinite stream

Su Yanqing stepped back uncomfortably, as if frightened, her voice was obscure and hoarse: "Choose, which bride to choose?"

Then he stretched out his hand to touch Su Yanci's arm, but he missed it.Yan Qing became even more nervous and flustered. He slowly moved his position, groping forward bit by bit against the wall.

"Su Yanci?" Yan Qing called softly, her voice was weak, as if she was afraid of disturbing others.

After a short while, Su Yanci responded with a short "Yes."

He was bending his body slightly at this time, and the black snake tail on his lower body was looming, as if it was about to pop out.

"Bang bang, bang bang." His heart was beating like thunder, completely out of his control, and the greed for flesh and blood spread in his heart little by little.

As if something was out of his control.

Su Yanyan flicked the black tail, indifferently ignoring the abnormality of his body.

He looked up at the strange group of "people" standing in the shadows, especially the woman standing directly in front of them.

Su Yanyan curled up the corners of his lips indifferently, and his black pupils looked at them without any emotion.Then he gently stroked Yan Qing's back, wrapping his warm and generous palms around Yan Qing's waist.

In front of them, he buried his face into Yan Qing's neck, kept rubbing the tender skin, and whispered coquettishly: "Yan Qing, Yan Qing, I'm hungry."

Yan Qing suddenly felt relieved when he heard his familiar sticky voice.At the same time, Yan Qing pinched Su Yanyan's cheek a little angrily, but accidentally touched a sharp thing - a fang.

Yan Qing was startled suddenly, but Su Yanyan grabbed his hand and licked and pressed the delicate fingertips with his sharp fangs, but he didn't bite down.

It was as if there were ants crawling on the tip of Yan Qing's heart, it was crispy and soft.

At this time, those men with black fox tattoos on their backs were standing in front of Yan Qing. Their plump and generous upper bodies were naked, and their emerald-like eyes were staring at Yan Qing. A calm and hoarse voice sounded, "Would you like to choose?" who?"

"Yan Qing, who do you want to choose?" The woman walked slowly to the front, swaying her graceful figure freely, then put her hand in Yan Qing's, and replied briskly, "Of course I choose me."

While she was talking, the bell hanging around her neck was tinkling, as if she was jumping for joy.

Su Yanyan "slapped" her hand away, and then inserted his five fingers into Yan Qing's finger joints, pressing tightly against each other, lingering.

The woman squinted her eyes and hummed softly, then she jokingly said, "My brother is so good-looking, of course we have to choose many brides."

Yan Qing bit her lip, at a loss.

He thought of the side mission: Marry the "Bride".

Will the task be so simple?

Moreover, he seemed to have some familiar feeling.

Before Yan Qing could finish thinking, the system said coldly: [Choose two. 】

Yan Qing raised his head suddenly, he blinked his beautiful eyes in a daze.The system stopped talking again, as if it was just his imagination.

The old village head stood at the back, his short body was covered by tall and handsome men.And he held the bright red candle high above, bowed to the huge fox sculpture in the ancestral hall, then turned around, and said hoarsely: "The auspicious time has come."

The dark and gloomy light and shadow intersected and emerged, and the terrifying black fox mask on his face slowly cracked open the corners of his mouth, only the red candle that seemed to be bleeding blood-red liquid became redder and brighter.

Yan Qing obeyed the system's decision obediently, he touched Su Yanci's arm absently, and slowly groped forward.

By chance, a man standing at the front took a step forward.

He honestly lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly at Yan Qing, his naked body was graceful yet strong, just like a ferocious cheetah in the grassland.

The dark green eyes are docile and well-behaved, not as aggressive and intimidating as other "people".

Yan Qing's fingertips touched his tightly tensed muscles, and a warm and wild breath came out, making Yan Qing blush a little.

Yan Qing couldn't see it, and he didn't know whether his choice was correct.

Yan Qing timidly grabbed the man's rough fingers and whispered, "I want him."

The air was silent, still.

Just when Yan Qing thought she had chosen the wrong one and panicked, the woman said, "Wouldn't Yan Qing choose me?"

Yan Qing was stunned, his delicate ears were red, and he didn't know how to reject her.

After all, Yan Qing has never had intimate contact with a girl, and the most outrageous thing he has ever done is to fall in love with a man.

So Yan Qing said weakly: "I, I..."

Suddenly, the woman's voice became clear and sharp, from soft to handsome. "She" stood in front of Yan Qing, gently pinched Yan Qing's pointed chin, and touched his white fingers to "her" protruding Adam's apple.

"She" chuckled and said, "Brother, I can also protect you."

Yan Qing froze immediately, he pressed "his" rolling Adam's apple in astonishment, as if he was still in disbelief.

Su Yan's sharp fangs were fully exposed, his long black tail flicked impatiently, and he stared at her darkly and indifferently.

But he still restrained himself, he just inadvertently grasped Yan Qing's hand again and stuffed it into his own, and then swung his tail at her body with a violent force.

Just as the two of them were fighting happily, the taciturn man helped Yan Qing away from them and walked towards the deepest part of the ancestral hall.

While patting Yan Qing's back clumsily, he handed Yan Qing the hot food under the fox sculpture, feeding Yan Qing with small mouthfuls.

The village chief stood beside them abruptly, handed him the white bell engraved with the word "Yan", and said, "Ah Yan, this is yours."

Ah Yan nodded silently, then took out the red chain on his wrist, threaded it into the bell, and tied it delicately around Yan Qing's slender neck.

"mine."

He seemed to have not spoken for a long time, his voice was jerky, like a string just pulled out.

A pair of clear green eyes looked at Yan Qing stubbornly and docilely.

That woman, who may be called a man now, walked up to Yan Qing in dissatisfaction. "She" glanced at A Yan indifferently, and then gently snatched the hand with the word "Yan" engraved on her from the hand of the old village chief. black bells.

"She" also took off the red chain on her wrist and put it into her bell, then tied it on Yan Qing's thin white wrist.

"Yan Qing, I will protect you."

The "girl" in front of her smiled like a flower, but Yan Qing couldn't see such beauty.

Even Yan Qing frowned tightly, pursed her lips worriedly to guess the meaning of "her" words.

Protect?

Yan Qing was a little puzzled, and also a little deeply afraid.There seemed to be a trace of blood in the air, strong and viscous.

Moreover, along the way, Yan Qing hasn't heard the players' voices yet, there are obviously 12 players, but he seems to be the only one in this dungeon.

Especially after Yan Qing was tied with a crisp bell, the space was silent.

Cold, weird, not popular at all.

As if, this space is illusory.

【Ding--】

[The game officially begins. 】