The scholar was immediately displeased. Two lines of tears streamed down his face. He threw the scroll in his book to the ground, then knelt down and began to cry. His eyes turned bloodshot, and he eventually became a blood-soaked figure.
[The scholar evolves into a blood-soaked man]
He dealt damage to the entire map, and none of those present survived. After resurrecting, they faced this option again.
[This is too crazy! I absolutely have to play this crazy game!]
[How exactly does the newbie dungeon unlock? Can any expert explain?]
[It looks like a three-petaled peach blossom and a foxtail grass; that's what Yam was holding before entering the dungeon!]
"How should we choose this time?" Yu Qiuchi looked at Zhou Shen, who had the most experience in the game.
Jiang Chenzhou chose to keep quiet. The most complex games are probably the easiest to be tricked, like what happened just now.
The pressure fell on Song Yaozhuo and Gu Xiaojun.
Finally, Tang Ke casually remarked, "Since the choice affects the branch, it doesn't matter which one you choose; you won't die."
His words were a wake-up call for everyone. Yu Qiuchi, disbelieving his own luck, looked up and suddenly asked, "A or B!"
"I choose C!" Yan Qing shouted, then, ignoring Yu Qiuchi's reproachful gaze, quietly said, "B."
Yu Qiuchi read the official lines: "We have never seen Chunniang, but we have seen a woman who hanged herself. She was about 1.6 meters tall and was wearing a pink dress."
"Yes, yes, yes! Pink clothes, and short, that must be my Chunniang!" The scholar wanted to kneel again, but Song Yaozhuo quickly placed the shield under his knees, so it didn't touch the ground.
"Then where is my Chunniang?" The scholar's hands trembled so much that they left afterimages.
Yan Qing helped him up: "I know you're excited, but please don't get excited yet."
Gu Xiaojun spoke frankly, pointing to the patch of land beside the scholar: "Your Chunniang is over there!"
"Chunniang! My Chunniang!" The scholar made a move to rush forward, but was stopped by Yu Qiuchi: "You need to prove how she is your Chunniang!"
"She is my Chunniang, short and silly, and she likes to plant peach trees. She looks so delicate and weak!" The scholar cried his heart out, wishing he could go with Chunniang.
"Zhou Lang, I am Chun Niang!" A tender male voice broke through the distressing sobs.
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