Chapter 572 Red Scarf

The stupid way is to delay time. With the advantages of drug props and other advantages, you can drag down your own copycat role. Wait for the spirit of the copycat character to be full of energy, full of fatigue, and then tie it up.

Drag and walk together.

This method is too inefficient compared with the previous torture, especially for Taoist characters such as Shanzhai Shiba. It doesn't move much at all. It's not easy to overturn him.

Shiba also quickly realized this.

"Forget it! I'd better fight all the way!" With that, the No. 2 cottage Shiba, who fought tenaciously, will be killed again.

As soon as it was killed, the No. 3 cottage No. 8 appeared immediately.

I had been tired with the No. 2 cottage for a long time before, and the cooling time of the cottage refresh had already passed, so the No. 2 died, and the No. 3 immediately brushed out.

If No. 2 does not die, No. 3 will not be brushed out.

This is also one of the rules discovered by players.

At the same time and in the same area, only one cottage will appear. Before the previous cottage dies, the next cottage will not be refreshed.

Previously, the disgusting cloth was used to control the cottage body in order to make the cottage body unable to perform any form of attack without harming the lives of the cottage body.

Then go on the road with a harmless copycat, which is equivalent to carrying a shield, and you don't have to worry about being suddenly attacked by the endless, refreshing copycats from time to time.

On the way after

, the dead soul took the cottage dead soul on the road, and Shi Ba gently walked in front of the dead soul.

The copycat body is generally refreshed behind the player's body. But now there is a dead soul behind it, and there is much less sudden sexual threat or something. Two for one, two for two, there is only one difference, but the difficulty is more than twice the difference.

"Haha! That's not bad! You can easily practice along the way, and the journey will not be boring!" Shiba is a light tunnel.

After brushing the cottage Shiba several times, Shiba also saw it.

"Have you found any? The terrain is decreasing!" The soul of death suddenly said.

"Do you have it?" Looking around, I saw piles of sand on the ground, undulating, like the waves of the lake.

In such a situation, it is difficult to see what the terrain is.

"Of course! The height in the spatial coordinates has dropped from a kilometer above sea level to below a kilometer. The soul of death pushed his glasses and said solemnly.

Eighth: "..."

Shiba is completely incomprehensible. Why are the numbers so**?

"Wh! Why do you wear glasses? Seeing the action of the dead soul, Shi Ba suddenly gossiped: "Isn't this the signature action of the new star? You haven't seen this before, have you? Are you learning from him? Are you imitating him?

Dead soul: "Uh..."

The soul of the dead reasoned and jumped from the altitude to the glasses: "Don't you think the wind and sand in the desert is very big? Wear glasses to prevent the sand from being dazzled by the eyes. It's a wise choice!"

Shi Ba was about to say something when a gust of wind and sand swept over him, which suddenly fascinated him, and a large number of mosaics with unknown meaning appeared in the horizon.

"Do you have any glasses?" Shi Ba closed his eyes and stretched out his hand.

Perhaps because the vision has temporarily stopped working, the sound can be heard more clearly.

"Rumble!"

A loud sound with unknown meaning came into the eardrums.

The sound is getting louder and louder.

When his hand sank and he received a delicate pair of glasses, the eye fan effect had also been lifted.

Open your eyes, and the horizon will return to clarity.

In my eyes, there was a strong wind next to it, rolling yellow sand and blowing again.

Close your eyes quickly and wear glasses.

Look at the sound source.

I saw a red silk scarf swaying in the wind.

Following the red scarf, you can see a side face. The forehead line is full, the nose line is pretty, and the chin line is round. Together, it is a touching sketch.

The fluttering red silk scarf is covering the picturesque side face, wrapping the lower half of the face into a mysterious work of art.

"Boom!"

The galloping figure, the dust is far away.

Only a touch of bright red is left in the yellow sand all over the sky.

I haven't seen it clearly, but it's already far away. The next image is just the impression left a moment before Shiba. With memory and imagination, I just finished it.

Helmet.

A red helmet. Is it a common bicycle helmet or a simple motorcycle helmet? Shi Ba can't remember clearly.

Is the hair exposed under the helmet? Is it a black shiny ponytail behind the head, or a pair of slender temples dancing in the wind on the ear? Or the beautiful bangs flying out of the forehead?

Glasses, are they huge black sunglasses? Or small pink sunglasses?

Clothes, clothes are definitely tights, and it seems to be a leather jacket that matches the motorcycle. I can't remember the color clearly. It seems to be very beautiful... At least, the body arc outlined by the tight jacket is very beautiful.

In addition.

The most impressive thing is the motorcycle she sat on.

I have seen helicopters, rockets, grenades, loudspeakers, and even super puppets like Transformers made by players. Now I see a small off-road motorcycle.

It's not surprising.

This kind of prop can't arouse Shi Ba's surprise at all.

Most of them are also arrogant and cool soft girl players who spend money in the game.

That's all.

Shiba has no dissatisfaction with these players, not only no dissatisfaction, but also occasionally grateful. Speaking of which, these people are half of his food and clothing parents. Without their generosity, Shi Ba would not have the confidence to save tuition for his brothers and sisters.

This is not an easy task! The tuition fees of so many brothers and sisters can be used to drag a millionaire into poverty without pressure.

"But... it's really arrogant!" Maybe it was rushed by the wind and sand brought by her, and I was always a little unhappy.

The sudden appearance of bold petite beauties and violent motorcycles is just a small episode. At the time of the incident, it was as inconvenable as a storm. After taking it, it was like a wind passing through the pool without trace.

The two continued on the road.

As he walked, the soul of death suddenly said, "My brother! There is one thing!"

Shi Ba: "What?"

"Do you think this mirror can copy the player's props in addition to copying life?"

Shi 8: "Uh... It seems that it can't be! When I dragged the No. 2 cottage just now, I didn't see him use props.

"Then you think, if we use props to travel... Can the cottage catch up with us?"

A flash flashed in her mind, the little beauty, and the huge motorcycle that was completely out of proportion to her figure.

It seemed that when she was rampaging, **, she did not see another copycat behind her riding a copycat motorcycle chasing her.

"It makes sense! Such a simple way! Why haven't we thought of it before?" Shi Bayi patted his forehead and was very embarrassed.

"Ha ha! There is a reason for this. Think about it! In a dangerous desert, and it is also a completely strange place, ordinary people can't wait to explore step by step, step by step slowly! Who dares to soar with speed and ** in this place? What if you bump into a big pit?

I was relieved.

This is indeed a subconscious choice in the hearts of ordinary people.

Like them, at this time, they just walk honestly on the road.

I dare not ride a big bird to fly in the sky.

To avoid flying too fast and accidentally hitting a stronger invisible boundary.

Of course, even if they ride birds, they can't get rid of the copycat by speed.

Because birds, a creature, is also listed as a copycat.

The two discussed for a while.

Or continue to walk in honestly, step by step.

First of all, the two do not have non-biological and high-speed traffic props like motorcycles.

Secondly, the two still feel that playing speed and ** in this unknown place is really a very risky and reckless thing.

The last reason is the soul of death: "From the current three-dimensional coordinates, we are close to the position of the ear hole of the ear!" If there is really a place like an ear hole in this desert. It won't take long for us to get there.

When the two exchanged small maps, Shi Ba found that a huge ear was drawn with a dotted line on the small map of the soul of death.

And use a red circle to mark the position of the ear holes in his calculation.

There is also a blue dot, which is the system welfare, which marks his own position.

The blue dot representing himself is indeed not far from the red circle on the small map.

direction.

The direction from the blue point to the red circle.

Follow the instructions of the dead soul...

It is the direction of the little girl riding a motorcycle passing by them.

"It turned out to go straight to the direction of the ear hole!" The soul of death frowned and muttered, "Is it familiar with the road, or is it a coincidence?"

The two took a final break in their doubts.

Fatigue recovery, full state. On the road again.

Soon to the position of the ear hole marked by the soul of death.

There is no need for the guidance of the soul of death or his mark.

You don't even need to look at the small map or the big map outside.

You don't even have to open your eyes.

You don't even have to walk the road.

If the person comes is a super lazy man with lazy bones and lazy tendons accounting for 99% of the whole body.

Roll yourself into a ball and roll it into a sphere. Twist a little more and give a primary speed.

OK!

Immediately, he can accurately roll to the special place calculated by the soul of death.

In that ear hole.

It's really like ear holes.

The huge ears of this desert are not only like the outline, but also a little like in space.

First, the terrain continues to decline, such as the continuous contraction of the auricle.

To the ear hole, the terrain drops sharply.

The center of the sunken ground is unfathomable from a distance.

"Sure enough... what a big pit!" Standing carefully on the edge of the deep pit, he paused.

The corner of my eyes flashed, and I suddenly saw a touch of the ground next to me.

When I approached, I saw a red silk scarf, half covered and half covered, buried in the sand.

"This is..." Shiba picked up the red silk scarf: "That female motorcyclist's?"

"Is it... she soared all the way and crashed into the pit?"