The black sun falls high into the void, and if there is evil here, it is the darkest in the world.

The earth lost its original color, like a scorched earth. The vegetation withered and vanished, and the woods underwent indescribable changes, withering, twisting, and turning into a dark color, a distorted shadow with teeth and claws.

With the faint brightness of the black sun, the familiar dark eyes allowed them to barely see, which is why they did not choose to go out with torches.

Dreams don't lower sanity, and players are glad for that.

They walked into the woods, which were roughly less than two hundred meters away, and their bodies were pressed even lower.

Tang Tang was so delicious that he couldn't wait to squat on the ground and move, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, he looked left and right in a panic, and his lowered falsetto voice sounded in a small area: "I feel like someone is staring at us......"

The voice fell, and a chorus of echo rang out.

The shadows of the trees are heavy, and from the moment they enter this wood, they inevitably have a sense of being watched.

"Should we bring torches?" Tang Tang was delicious and squeezed in the middle, and said with a little peace in his heart.

"Don't scare yourself." Momu Mumu, who was at the forefront, remained calm. "The nightmare is difficult, but it doesn't make us even unable to get out of the door, so we stay away from those trees if we are really afraid."

They stood in a felling area, surrounded by dozens of meters of emptiness, with only half-meter-high tree stumps remaining. Apparently this is where they used to get the wood.

Thirty or forty meters deep, they approached the woods. And then the tighter you go, the stronger that sense of oppression.

Except for their footsteps and breathing, there was not a single sound in the surroundings.

"We don't have axes." The plain-clothed green shirt umbrella said in a low voice.

Players are discovering this one after another, what to do about this, cutting down trees empty-handed?

September was at the end, crouching down to inspect the broken stump, the edges of which were uneven, as if pierced by a sharp object. His heart moved, and he pointed the spear from the camp across his eyes to check the tip of the spear.

Basically consistent.

September stood up and said, "Spread out, let's first look for the slender dead trees on the edge. ”

Several players hesitated, and at the beginning of the fall of he, Mu Mu, and Yusan, who had the title, had already scattered close to the dead tree.

They invisibly centered on the beginning of the fall, not as the captain, because he had very few words. It's his title that plays a huge role here.

The plan is to be on alert at the beginning of the fall while others are gathering resources, to move between players, and to warn if they perceive an approach.

His perceptual radius is about 50 meters, which is less than 200 meters from the camp, and it is enough to escape back in half a minute.

……

Stepping on the rotting leaves, making a sparse sound, Cang Jiuyuan kept turning back, gaining a thin sense of security from the players who were more than ten meters away from him.

He approached a dead tree the thickness of his wrist, the dead branches were messily spread, and Cang Jiuyuan suddenly felt that it was not a very good idea to approach this tree.

Cang Jiuyuan looked left and right, constantly looking around at the fan-shaped layers of strange shadows in front of him, and raised his palm to exert a slight force.

The dead tree remained motionless, but the soil at the base of the tree became loose and slightly fluffy, as if there was a play.

"Huh......" Cang Jiuyuan exhaled, his eyes slightly condensed. He was already aware of his emotional problems.

In fact, he has always been very bold, and he is not afraid of any surprise or all kinds of ghosts. But when faced with this layer of fear that is built up by the inner subconscious and the environment...... There was nothing he could do.

Unless you go to a psychiatrist and see a few courses of treatment.

When Cang Jiuyuan was holding on to the trunk of the tree in a daze, a dark shadow was in the depths of the woods, and the corners he couldn't see shrouded from behind.

Turning around, Cang Jiuyuan glanced back at his companion and walked towards the next tree.

The pitch-black shadow was less than five meters long, and he didn't find a single shadow in the dead woods full of strange shadows.

He escaped, temporarily.

As the players disperse, they move further away from each other, and they stop moving from the middle position at the beginning of the fall.

At the edge of the felling field, they can still warn in advance with the player who is furthest away from them with less than 30 meters, and with a perception range of 50 meters.

Cang Jiuyuan walked towards the second tree a few meters away, and there was a slight rustling sound from the fallen leaves under his feet and the ground.

The sense of peeping was stronger, and Cang Jiuyuan, who was a little uneasy again, turned around, and there was nothing behind him, only a shadow pulled behind him.

As soon as he turned his head, Cang Jiuyuan suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Shadow......?

The hairs rose and he was about to turn his head, a palm covered his mouth, and the irresistible force subdued him in the blink of an eye.

There was a sound of leaves scribbling, and Cang Jiuyuan was dragged into the twisted woods.

The sound grew farther and farther away until it was gone.

The remaining five continued, and they couldn't find out for a short time that one person was missing.

The hand covering his mouth was released, and Cang Jiuyuan was dragged along with one leg. He turned his back to the sky, staring in horror at the dark shadow in front of him.

"Shepherd...... Musu ......? ”

He recognized Mu Su by the name on the top of his head.

Mu Su turned his head quietly: "The ancient evil god has been very fond of you since just now. ”

"I ...... I don't want to die. Cang Jiuyuan's lips were no.

"Come with me~I'll leave at dawn~" Mu Su, who completely ignored him, dragged and hummed forward.

A tone welled up from the bottom of his heart, and Cang Cang Jiuyuan shouted with all the accumulated strength.

……

September Fuxing took a cursory look at the woods.

The woods are huge, and if a fire is lit here, it doesn't seem like a problem to burn until tomorrow daylight, it's just ......

Turning back in September, the outline of the hill is not far away, and the fire of the fire hut is no longer visible here, or it may be at the wrong angle.

It's too close to the camp, and once the presence of the fire is attracted to the camp, the camp is discovered......

Playing with fire and setting yourself on fire.

September Fu Xing was a little sad in his heart, and the disappearance of the disappeared Mu Su was an unstable factor. If he is a teammate, he can play a very big role, and the truth is that Mu Su is only a surface teammate......

The popular post of the game tribe "Mu Su Strategy Manual" wrote that Mu Su is a guy who is eager to take revenge, has a small belly, is narrow-minded, and extremely resentful. If you encounter him and can't do a one-hit kill, the best thing to do is to give in. After the third round of the Tournament of Death, the manual was updated with new content, and Masu's weaknesses were also discovered one after another.

Soft-hearted, soft-hearted, hard-eaten, and rarely refuse-based requests to sisters.

In other words, the way Momu Mumu treats Makisu is very useful.

It's not just Mu Su who is scary, but also his derivatives "Pseudo Mu Su", let's call it that. This group of people is led by Mu Su, or players who have the same style as Mu Su. This group of people persecuted those

Many players complain that they have the highest rate of mental illness in the Federation after falling asleep.

Fortunately, these players will at least want to complete the main story, unlike Mu Su, who harms others and himself, and does things according to his heart......

"Help! Come and save me! Mu Su has his eyes on me!! ”

Suddenly, a crying cry pierced the air through the dead trees. (https:)

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