Chapter 863 Catacomb Survival 14

  What about Lu Bei?

  Fu Anan looked down, the magma was braving heat waves, making the bottom look blurry, the situation was thrilling just now, she didn't see how Lu Bei died.

   Grass, let him die, what should she do now.

  Fu Anan frowned.

   When she was looking around for a place to stay, her eyes met Lu Shen who was also floating in the air.

  A resentment filled her chest.

  Fu Anan bowed to him with a smirk, "Brother is very capable."

  Lu Shen seemed to have forgotten about dragging her down just now, changed his thought of wanting to kill her immediately, and became tolerant of the person who wanted to kill him.

   Is it because of his generosity?

   No, it's because Fu An'an looks good!

  In front of the sea of ​​fire and hell, an angel with holy light redeems.

   It is true that he knew that it was just a prop, but the moment the wings spread out, he was indeed amazed.

  Lu Shen's gaze shifted from the wings on her back to her white and tender ankles, the fragile skin was still covered with the bruises he made just now. He had to admit that this little flower grew out of his liking.

   "Brother, you don't need to pay for the shoes. Let's dig out a direction first, shall we?"

  Fu Anan counted the time in her heart, and wanted to find a place to hold on before the props of the wings failed. She forced her shovel into Lu Shen's hands, "Brother Lu, come on, LS still needs talents like you and me!"

   Lu Shen looked at her with a shovel, but unfortunately he opened his mouth.

  During the entire excavation process, Fu Anan was very anxious, and the game props even failed. She instantly changed from an angel to a gecko, and stuck tightly to the platform that was only 15 centimeters wide.

  By the next burrow, her clothes were soaked in sweat.

   His fingers were bleeding from the abrasion at the very beginning, and then they were stuck in the mud.

   At this time, her fingers were **** and bloody, and there was still a lot of mud hidden in the wound.

  I didn’t feel anything before, but now I’m safe, and the severe pain in my fingers is becoming more and more obvious. Her hands were shaking, and she couldn't even hold a bottle of mineral water.

  Looking back at Lu Shen, nothing happened.

  He has a prop that can walk in the air, and the duration of use is much longer than his own little wings.

   And the moment she fell just now, Lu Bei must have pulled her on purpose!

  After the crisis, the content played back in Fu Anan's mind gradually became clear. If it wasn't for her flying props, she might have been planted in the last burrow.

  So it's not just that she wants to make people die, but people also want to kill herself.

   Fu Anan, who had a clear understanding of the reality, picked up the mineral water bottle with difficulty, and used three bottles of water to clean off the mud and black blood on both hands.

   There are several wounds on it, and even the bone can be seen deep. In the absence of medicine, she could only temporarily wrap her hands with cloth, wrapping her hands like two big steamed buns.

   It's too late for revenge. It's the nineteenth day of the game, and the ghosts of the Catacombs are about to appear again.

  Fu Anan closed her eyes and settled her property. She now has:

  Mineral water: 11 bottles

  Vine juice: 8 bottles

   Bread: 13

   Flashlight: 6

  Platinum crystal: 6 grade C, 6 grade B.

   "Since everyone is temporarily forming a team, I will send out three B-grade platinum crystals, and you will send out three B-grade platinum crystals."

  She folded her hands and said with a pale face.

  Lu Shen has no opinion on this matter.

  Filled platinum crystals in every direction of the crypt, and Fu Anan rested on his vine cushion. Without her voice, the crypt is extremely quiet today.

  Lu Shen glanced at Fu An'an who was lying next to her. This little wonder was raised by Fu Yizhi.

   Good night everyone~

  

  

  (end of this chapter)