Weird game, daughter, stop bragging that I’m invincible!

Yin Yin opened her eyes wide, her red pupils watching the black shadows in front of her that kept swinging the wooden stakes.

The shadows had half their upper bodies exposed, and their hands were wrapped in bandages. Every time they swung, the wooden stakes would scream.

Looking closely, the wooden stakes were actually made of one person each, and as the monks swung, scarlet blood began to flow from the stakes.

The blood flowed into the ground, and flowed along a very shallow river towards a small lake not far away.

As mentioned before, there is a small lake outside the middle temple, and the small lake is full of blood.

And where did the blood come from? Obviously, it came from these wooden stakes.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Ning Yin Yin couldn't help but clapped her hands. It's fun, she loves to play.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but widen their eyes and carefully watched the scenes under the dim light in front of them.

【Are you crazy? Are you sure this is a Buddhist holy place?】

【Damn, how come this monk is hitting a personal stake?】

【These are no longer completely monks, they should be called weird】

【Damn, these things look so weird. Why do they keep hitting wooden stakes? What is the blood on the stakes for?】

【Look, what Yinyin is going to do! 】

When everyone was discussing the wooden stakes and the weird monks, suddenly, in the picture, Ning Yinyin was holding a doll and walked obediently towards the densely packed weird monks.

There were at least hundreds of weird monks, they were arranged neatly like a square formation, and their movements were very neat.

As the sound of humming and hawing came, the wooden stake would be hit once.

Ning Yinyin soon came to the front of a weird monk.

With the arrival of Ning Yinyin, the movements of the monk's hands did not stop at all.

The monk kept swinging his fists in Ning Yinyin's eyes, and with each punch, blood sprayed from the human wooden stake onto Ning Yinyin's little face.

Soon Ning Yinyin's little face was red, all covered with blood from the wooden stake.

At this moment, the person on the wooden stake was gradually beaten to pieces, leaving only a piece of meat paste.

After discovering that the wooden stake was seriously damaged, the weird monk stopped his hand and slowly turned his head to Ning Yinyin.

In the live broadcast room

【What a scary monk. Damn, I regret burning incense.】

【My goodness, this monk is like a robot. Every punch seems to be designed, just like the other monks around him. 】

【Look, this guy actually looked at Ning Yinyin】

【Shit, is he going to tie Yin Yin to a wooden stake and beat her up?】

【Yinyin is so cute, how can you beat Yinyin! Be careful that her father will kill you instantly. 】

In the live broadcast room, when everyone saw the strange monk looking at Ning Yinyin, they were nervous and expectant.

I don't know how Ning Yinyin will deal with this strange monk.

You know, there are hundreds of strange monks here. Judging from their appearance and strength, they are definitely not bad.

If you are surrounded by them, I'm afraid

Before anyone could imagine, they saw that the strange monk had clenched his fists.

"It's your turn!"

His voice was hoarse and a little evil.

Ning Yinyin looked around, wondering whose turn it was.

"Uncle, are you talking about Yin Yin?"

"Great, uncle, are you asking Yinyin to join us in hitting the sandbag? Yinyin likes hitting the sandbag the most."

""Dad also has a sandbag, which is very comfortable to use, but it is a hundred times better than your sandbag."

Ning Yinyin said innocently, and thought of her own sandbag in her mind.

If she compared her own sandbag with the sandbags here, Ning Yinyin felt that the sandbags here were garbage.

"It's your turn."

The strange monk didn't say much, and kept repeating the same words.

Ning Yinyin scratched her ears and then walked towards the wooden stake.

"Okay, okay, Dad said that when meeting someone older than Yinyin, Yinyin must learn to be polite."

"Since uncle likes to hit the sandbag, Yinyin can also play with uncle."

Ning Yinyin seemed helpless. She walked with her short legs to the bloody wooden stake in front of her.

When everyone saw Ning Yinyin's next move, their mouths opened wide.

【Damn it, Dashachun, what are you going to do!】

【Huh? What did I see? Ning Yinyin tied herself to a wooden stake?】

【It must be an illusion. Yinyin is so cute, how could she do something stupid?】

【Huh? Yinyin just said she wanted to compete with Guiyi in boxing, is that true?】

【Although it's very authentic, but Ning Yinyin also knows boxing? This is hard for me to believe.】

【I didn't believe it at first, but when I thought about what Ning Yinyin had done before, I couldn't help but believe it.】

【However, this is too crazy, she trapped herself on the wooden stake. Did Ning Yinyin's father teach her this way? This can be regarded as putting herself in danger. 】

In the live broadcast room, watching Ning Yinyin jump onto the wooden stake, the little girl tied herself up.

This stunned everyone.

You said you can box, everyone believes it, but what do you mean by tying yourself up?

You have to know that there are hundreds of strange monks here. If they are all tied up, can they still survive?

Everyone's already nervous hearts became nervous again at this time.

In the picture, the strange monk obviously did not expect Ning Yinyin to tie herself to the wooden stake.

After he was stunned for a moment, he swung his fist as big as a sandbag towards Ning Yinyin's little face.

There was no feeling of sympathy for women at all.

"Xiaoxiao, should we take action? That master has told us to protect Yinyin."

"Hurry up and do it. What are you doing? If any adult finds out, we might get eaten."

The two dolls were trembling with fear.

It was not because of the strange monk, but because of Ning Yinyin's father.

Since the last time they met, the two sisters were frightened.

""Bang, bang."

The strange monk's fist fell, but the next moment, a doll actually blocked Ning Yinyin's face.

One of the dolls had a machete in its hand, and the other held a red axe.

The doll was wearing a red dress, and just stared at the strange monk in front of her.

The strange monk looked at the strange red dress, his fist paused, and then he roared fiercely.

The next moment, all the monks who were still attacking the wooden stakes looked over.

In an instant, Ning Yinyin was surrounded by a crowd of people.

"Xiaoxiao, we seem to be in trouble."

"It's okay, these are all A-level weirdness, the two of us are enough to deal with it, but I'm worried that there are S-level weirdnesses here."

Xiao Xiao said on the side, and the machete was clenched tighter.

Ning Yinyin touched her head when she saw this.

""Two sisters, actually, you don't have to do anything, Yinyin can handle it, they are not even as good as Yinyin's maids."

Ning Yinyin said embarrassedly, and the dolls who were still worried were stunned in an instant.

What did they hear?

Hundreds of A-level weird monks are not even as good as Ning Yinyin's maids?