Immediately, the little skeleton was spinning around anxiously, and jumped down from the edge of the cliff with a sudden heartbeat.

Bang!!

Nan Ke Yimeng almost fainted from the pain... The position where the little skeleton fell happened to be on his belly. Although this thing has been dead for hundreds of years, the weight of the bones is still a lot, coupled with the effect of gravity

, you can imagine how hard this little skeleton fell. It would be great if he didn’t spit out the morning pizza!

The little skeleton climbed up from Nan Ke Yimeng's body, scratched his head apologetically, and stretched out his skeletal hand to pat the dust off Nan Ke Yimeng's body.

When he stretched out his hand, he was surprised to find that his hand had disappeared!

As a result, the little skeleton gave up the idea of ​​dusting off the dust, scratched his head with his only remaining hand, and started to float around looking for his fallen bone hand. Well, I will have to drink some in a few days.

Amino acids or taking a few calcium tablets, etc., I have been a little calcium deficient recently...he thought.

The monk looked at Nan Ke Yimeng and the little skeleton with some surprise, and then laughed boldly: "Hahahaha... interesting. Boy, what is your relationship with this undead? Are you not a human being? How did you hook up with Ye Hui's camp?

"

"Why should I tell you..." Nan Ke Yimeng asked instead: "Aren't you also a human being? Why are you in this ghost place of frost goblins?"

"snort……"

The monk glared upward angrily, as if something very irritating to him had been mentioned, he snorted angrily and turned his head away, remaining silent.

Nan Ke Yimeng didn't know where this place was. For the time being, he could only judge that it was somewhere in the Frost Goblin tribe. Glancing at the little skeleton, Nan Ke Yimeng shouted: "Hey! What the hell... you little guy!! You go first

Tell me, where was I in Lanfeng City Prison just now? Where am I now?"

When the little skeleton heard this, he didn't look back and continued to look for his arm, but he replied: "You were the strongest in Lanfeng City just now - [the ancient prison closest to the center of the earth]. You just fell from this place

At that time, I happened to fall into the randomly opened entrance of the ancient prison. I originally planned to set the teleportation point on the edge of the cliff...I didn't notice that you were bigger than me..."

Nan Ke Yimeng looked at the little skeleton carefully and found that this guy had no flesh on his body at all. Even if he put on the robe, he was still as skinny as a stick... No wonder!

"Okay, let's not talk about my rp for now...where is this ghost place where birds don't lay eggs?" Nan Ke Yimeng lay his head on the dead leaves and looked at the blue sky. Surrounded by cliffs, he hung down.

There are many dead vines, but the dead vines closest to me seem to be tens of meters high. Even if I recover, I still can't fly!

"A ghost place? That's right! Hahahaha..." Little Skull was about to answer, but when he said this, Monk Qiuhu seemed to have thought of something funny, and stared at Nan Ke Yimeng with a malicious look on his face and said: "

But now you have to live in this ghost place for the rest of your life, hahahaha..."

"Tch...how could I live in this ghost place all my life?"

Nan Ke Yimeng stared at Monk Qiu Hu without showing any signs of weakness, "When my wounds are all healed, I will naturally leave here. Do you think I will be like those idiots and stay here with you, a crazy monk, chatting all my life?"

God?"

"Huh, stupidity! What's wrong with this hellish place you're talking about?" Monk Qiuhu counterattacked: "Here we have food and clothing. If you don't want to wear clothes, don't wear them. If you want to scold God, you can scold God. No one will listen.

If you dare to fart after arriving, this place is simply a paradise, hahahaha..."

Monk Qiu Hu's laughter was very loud, and there was a hint of powerful fighting power in his voice. Nan Ke Yimeng even had the illusion that the fighting power of the guy in front of him had reached its peak, and it made his ears hurt.

"Fuck! You old boy, can't you stop laughing so loudly?" Nan Ke Yimeng only had one right arm intact and hurriedly covered one ear. There was also another ear listening, so he couldn't completely stop Monk Qiu Hu.

He laughed and could only stare at Monk Qiu Hu angrily.

"Don't you have to laugh when you are happy? Hahahaha..." Monk Qiuhu did not care about Nan Ke Yimeng's feelings at all and continued to laugh to himself, "Don't you think laughing is better than crying? Hahahaha...

"

"Damn, this old guy is hopeless!"

From the moment Nan Keyimeng fell, he heard Monk Qiuhu keep saying "hahahahaha" until now. It seems that he has a kind of dependence called "hahahaha". However, Nankeyimeng is not in the habit of correcting other people's mistakes. He let

Monk Qiu Hu smiled slowly to himself. It was not until Monk Qiu Hu stopped laughing that he asked: "Hey, old guy, do you have any miraculous medicine on you? You see, all the bones in my body are broken. They must be treated."

Bar?"

"A panacea?"

Hearing Nan Ke Yimeng's question, Monk Qiu Hu laughed again, "You have a pretty good idea. What kind of bullshit panacea can be found in such a ghost place? You have a broken bone? It's very simple. Just lie there obediently."

Wait to die!"

"Fuck! Is there something wrong with this old guy's brain? Why are the last few words he just said abnormal?" Nan Ke Yimeng continued to persuade the other party, saying: "Hey! Old guy, since you can survive in this ghost place, this

You must be familiar with the surrounding area, right?"

"That's true, but so what?" Monk Qiu Hu actually didn't laugh this time. It seemed that he didn't understand Nan Ke Yimeng's intention of asking this question.

"Then let me ask you again, have you always heard the saying that poor people come from poor places?" Nan Ke Yimeng asked a strange question again.

Monk Qiu Hu was even more surprised: "Yes, so what?"

"Haha, Monk, don't pretend to be stupid for me." Although Nan Ke Yimeng was in severe pain all over his body, he still laughed loudly: "This sentence is used in this ghost place, doesn't it mean that there must be some strange drugs growing in this ghost place?

, although I don’t know the effect of those drugs, and my medical skills are not very good, but now all the bones in my body are broken, do you think I should try it? "

"What you said is not wrong at all. With your current situation, you really need to give it a try." Monk Qiuhu followed Nan Keyimeng's train of thought, but he still did not fall into Nankeyimeng's trap. He asked Nankeyimeng: "

Hahahaha... But why should I pick it for you? You guys don't think that I am some hidden master who wants to recruit disciples at the expense of all the family members when you see someone with good talent, right?"

Nanke Yimeng asked innocently: "Is my talent bad? Don't lie to me!"

When he said this, Nan Ke Yimeng was full of confidence. His growth star rating was recognized by Malvado. The son of the dragon is not a box lunch material!

"Your talent is really good, your bones are amazing, and your personality is optimistic. Even after all your bones were broken, you are still like this, which shows that you are very perseverant, but I am not interested in taking you as a disciple." Monk Qiu Hu stared with big eyes.

After Nan Ke Yimeng looked up and down, he said this.

"Damn! Old guy, let me tell you. I can tell at a glance that you have been locked up in this hellish place for a long time. Since you can live in this hellish place for so long, you must have very high martial arts skills. And I just happened to fall into your trap.

Isn't this the arrangement of fate? You must know that God has arranged the best. If you still don't obey the arrangement of fate, save me first?" Nan Ke Yimeng was talking to himself, talking nonsense, and stayed with Zui Zhong's fantasy for a long time.

It will become easier naturally.

"Hmph! You said God has arranged it the best? God has locked me up in this hellish place for more than ten years. Do you think I will continue to stay here if I have the chance to get out!!" Monk Qiuhu said unusually.

Laughed, but said very impatiently.

"Since you said that, it means there must be some unforgettable enemy, right? That's very good. As long as you cure my injury, after I go out, I will definitely help you take revenge and kill your enemy!" Nan Ke Yimeng said.

He was chattering like a salesman: "If you want to take revenge with your own hands, fine, you can help me heal my injuries, and I will help you escape from here."

"You kid said so much nonsense just because you want to heal your injury and get out, right?" Monk Qiuhu ignored Nan Ke Yimeng, "I advise you to be calm. You must know that there is no road here, no matter which direction.

It's a cliff, otherwise, those guys would lock me up here..."

Having said this, Monk Qiu Hu seemed to have thought of something gloomy, and his excitement dimmed. No matter how Nan Ke Yimeng tried to chat with him, he ignored Nan Ke Yimeng and hid himself in the darkness.

Nan Ke dreamed that the other party ignored him, and he was not in a hurry. With his own injuries, he would definitely not recover within a long period of time, so he would not waste another day. As for Chen Chen and the others... wait for him to finish.

Now that we are on the line, talk to your friends and tell Chenchen to go back first.

Moreover, the endless chatter just now seemed like Nan Ke Yimeng was shamelessly begging the other party, but in fact, Nan Ke Yimeng knew that the other party would never agree to him easily.

I had just met Monk Qiuhu, so how could he be willing to treat me? My purpose in talking such a lot of nonsense was not to let Monk Qiuhu heal me, but just from a psychological point of view, Monk Qiuhu was willing to treat me.

A clue was planted in his heart. This was the real purpose of his nonsense.

When Nanke Yimeng saw Monk Qiuhu's dress and the iron chain on his body, he knew that Monk Qiuhu was an awesome NPC character set by the mastermind of the game in this ghost place. Maybe Monk Qiuhu had some hidden missions or something like that.

of.

However, Nan Keyimeng is not interested in these things. He will obtain these things in the future with his own strength.

From a psychological point of view, Monk Qiu Hu has been locked up in this place for such a long time. He is like a little kid who does not know the world and is ignorant of everything. But he just fell down and after such a long time

After not communicating with others for a long time, Monk Qiu Hu must be eager to communicate with others. After all, humans are social animals. Since the game master set up a human NPC, he will naturally have this character.

Therefore, the long nonsense in Nan Ke Yimeng is like a little drug, which will soon make Monk Qiuhu addicted.

Once Monk Qiuhu gets used to chatting with Nan Ke Yimeng, and Nan Ke Yimeng starts not to talk to him... Hey, think about the behavior of drug addicts when they are under the influence of drugs, and you will find out how Monk Qiu Hu behaves - Nan Ke Yimeng is not the same

He didn't have many requests, he just hoped that Monk Qiu Hu could cure his injuries. No normal person would be willing to lie motionless on the ground like a vegetative person all day long. That would definitely make people crazy.

…

Nan Ke Yimeng came and went in a hurry, and the time he spent online gradually decreased. He only came up for a few hours every day to check on the monk, and the rest of the time, he just lay on the ground bored.

In reality, I have already told my friends, and I think they should also tell Chen Chen.

The little skeleton gave Nan Ke Yimeng a stomach ache. Although this guy had found the arm he dropped, he only brought the spell materials for one teleportation with him because he did not consider that there would be such a sudden change.

Then, Nan Ke Yimeng, who was suffering from severe stomachache, suddenly had the idea of ​​committing suicide by committing seppuku!

But...but...

tnnd, my hand is broken...

For three days in a row, Monk Qiuhu didn't say a word, as if he was still immersed in his own sorrow.

Of course, Nan Ke Yimeng didn't know what Monk Qiu Hu was mourning. He just kept talking to Monk Qiu Hu, even drying up his saliva. Unfortunately, except for the occasional sentence or two, Monk Qiu Hu said nothing.

Still silent.

During the past three days, this place, which Monk Qiu Hu called a ghost place, was originally very quiet, but Nan Ke Yimeng's words gave it a ray of life - not that he was angry, but an angry person. Naturally,

Nan Ke Yimeng's words didn't seem to be pleasant - he occasionally said something mean about Monk Qiu Hu, occasionally asked who Monk Qiu Hu was, and more often asked about Monk Qiu Hu's origins in a roundabout way.

Because, Monk Qiu Hu is so similar to the statue in the ruined hall...
Chapter completed!