After solving the horror and supplies on the 106th floor, the little old lady got up and walked towards the Werewolf King.
After paying the ransom, those horror players had no more attention from the werewolf tree demon.
Most horror players didn't know what to think. They looked like Mad Wednesday was over, and the tension at the beginning of the game was completely gone.
Keep your distance and follow the werewolf tree demon with your sleeves up.
Watching the little old lady and the others continue to fight the horror players upstairs.
Several horror movies even took out their brains, eating melon seeds while watching the show.
Dahuai, who was following the little old lady in front, smelled the smell and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
One of them couldn't resist the temptation and took out a handful of his favorite vine pepper seeds from the tree hole. Watching the werewolf king staring at it, he secretly gave it a handful.
Two scary big heads and small heads come together.
The little old lady heard a clicking sound behind her, and turned around...
Good guy!
A group of terrified people squatted, stood, or leaned against the wall, laughing and eating melon seeds while chatting.
Except for the little old lady and the few werewolf tree demons who were still fighting in front of her, every one of them was like a crowd.
As for where the brains of so many werewolf tree demons came from, other than the preparations made by the tree demons themselves in the tree holes, where else could they come from? They all learned from Da Huai.
The angry little old lady took out a handful of Human Brand's vine pepper-flavored pumpkin seeds and ate them.
Several dryad werewolves who were still fighting: "..."
(︶︿︶)＝╭∩╮ than the middle finger
Too much, too much!
But the eldest sister, eldest brother, and the Werewolf King didn't stop, and they were all scared and crying.
Looking at them like that, they are actually scary and look very pitiful.
The little old lady took out a melon, took a bite of it and looked at them.
"Wan Duzi, look at your big brother. He's a big tree demon. So many branches have grown in vain. As for werewolves, they don't know how to cooperate and win-win. We are family!"
After several battles, several tree demons watched the branches of the big locust tree fly and pick melon seeds for themselves. They rolled their eyes and took out their own stocks directly from the tree hole. They followed the example of the big sophora tree and picked melon seeds for themselves. Divide it equally between the tree demon nearest you and yourself.
The werewolf ate the melon seeds picked up by the dryad, and it did not delay the attack at all. It even seemed like it had taken some great tonic. Once it caught a horror player from the fence, it excitedly flashed it in the face of the horror player. Dunna.
I don’t know who she learned this vixen’s fighting posture from, but the little old lady refused to admit it.
Logically speaking, the tree demon took out the branches to pick out the melon seeds, and the werewolf had to eat them. The horror player should be less stressed, but I don't know what's going on. The smell of the melon seeds makes this battle boring.
Especially looking at the human players behind them, they were comrades just now, but now they have become a scary player for the crowd.
It was such a great day.
In fact, the horror players who can be pushed to the front to fight are either not strong enough or are pushed to the front for various reasons. They are all here to be cannon fodder.
They are all workplace thrillers, and no matter how stupid they are, they can still figure out something.
Depending on the strength of the old human lady, they didn't know how many levels she could reach. Anyway, they were destined to be cannon fodder, including the cannon fodder behind them who were a little luckier than them.
They are not buying time for themselves at all, they are buying time for the horrors above.
Who wants to be cannon fodder?
The little old lady looked at the confusion on their faces and slightly raised her lips.
I didn't expect that these horror players watching the show would have such an effect.
Look at Dahuai behind you.
"Da Huai, bring out the wine and meat, let the brothers take a rest and replenish their strength."
Dahuai:? ? ?
I didn’t understand, I had questions, but when I met the little old lady’s gaze, I obeyed without thinking.
"OK."
But after looking at all the Dryads, Werewolves, the Ghost Family and Marioho, it’s so scary that there’s so much to eat.
We all really don’t know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are.
Mung Bean's eyes happened to see a tree demon take out a scary fish from the hole of his tree and stuff it into the root of his tree.
Dahuai's eyes lit up.
Got it!
The wool comes from the sheep.
Dahuai passed it on directly to all the horrors, but did not take out the food.
The dryad werewolf looked at it with an impatient expression.
"Look at what I'm doing. You can provide enough food and clothing for yourself, why do you still have to feed you?"
Dryad Werewolf: Don’t think we didn’t hear what the eldest sister said, you just want to take things from our hands, you are.
Da Huai turned his face away.
As long as I don't take supplies and don't feel any pain, I don't need to lose face.
The tree demon and werewolf finally figured it out, and the elder brother kept digging like this. Fortunately, Brother Tiger thought of it in advance and stuffed things into their tree holes at every turn.
They love Brother Tiger.
The eldest sister spoke and the eldest brother passed on the message. The tree demons immediately moved into action and gave a share to the werewolves on the side.
As soon as the smell of this food spreads, not to mention the unbalanced horror players who are still fighting, even the horror players behind them all become hungry.
Fortunately, they were outside, and within a short while, they were able to dig out something to eat.
But the battle horror players are in dire straits.
Not only did they have to fight, but they also had to watch several dryad werewolves eating and drinking in front of them.
Feeling uncomfortable, wanting to cry...
The Werewolf King looked at Da Huai.
If you want to say that the food in your hand has a complete range of styles, colors, flavors, and flavors, it must be Dahuai.
"What about mine?"
The Werewolf King asked for it and made demands.
"I want to eat meat."
Dahuai rolled his eyes and was about to say no when the Werewolf King said again.
"If you don't give it to me, I will tell my eldest sister that you deprived your brothers of food and abused them."
Dahuai: "..."
You learned badly.
I think I was a cute little girl who couldn't speak back then. How did she become like this now?
The two looked at each other in horror. In the end, Dahuai was defeated and reluctantly took out a pile of horror meat and placed them one by one in front of the Werewolf King.
"Eat, it's okay to eat. After you're done, clean the bowls and plates before giving them to me. Otherwise, if Little Big Niu stains me, I'll throw it to you. I don't want to listen to its tight spell."
The werewolf king found a napkin from nowhere and tied it around his neck. He learned the table manners taught by Brad, washed his hands first, and replied to Da Huai.
"Brother is joking. I am the Werewolf King. Naturally, the werewolves below will do these things. Don't worry, they will be clean when they are returned to you."
Dahuai: "..."
So angry!
Is this what a brother can say?
The little old lady turned her back to the two brothers and listened clearly to the conversation between the two brothers.
He shook his head helplessly.
Da Huai, Da Huai, if he wasn't so strong, how could he be the eldest brother?
