MTL - Scumbags Follow the Good System-Chapter 92 Ghost face five uncles of Shura field

Cong Liang's head was buckled on Ding Mao's chest, and through a layer of fabric, Ding Mao's overheated body temperature filtered through, barely keeping her sanity.

The system is about to disregard the rules and drag Cong Liang into the system space. As for Ding Mao, he is the hero of this world.

Just as he was about to start, he found that Congliang swayed and straightened his neck again, and his eyes seemed particularly hazy in the white fog, and he didn't focus.

"You," the system said in surprise, "why haven't you passed out yet?"

Congyang's reaction was a little slow, but he was still awake, "I don't know... I'm all limp, without strength, and my mind is in a mess..."

The system was silent for a moment, then shouted: "I see, it's because of the Resurrection Pill, you eat the Resurrection Pill, the self-healing function is strong, and the mist will be metabolized quickly, so the mist can't make you coma, it can only make you soft. Soft feet!"

"Then get up quickly, you won't be able to go upstairs," the system urged Congliang, "Go into the house, there will be a group of mice and even stray cats and dogs passing by in the fog, you are in this state, quickly find a high point where to stay so as not to be gnawed."

Cong Liang heard the words, hesitated for a moment, and began to grit his teeth and tried to stand up, but he failed to stand up several times, but it was even less energy to toss.

"Ancestor!" The system hated iron and said: "Can you put down your big baby first, stand up yourself, and then find a way to move him!"

Cong Liang was stunned by the system's call, and realized that it was indeed a waste of strength to stand up with Ding Mao in his arms. It would be much easier for her to stand up and drag him.

Congliang recalled that she had a cold when she was a child, and she took the white and black cold tablets in reverse. She ate two black tablets during the day. The feeling at that time was the same as now, and the "cloud mountain fog cover" in front of her eyes was slow to respond, and it was a **** day. Catching up with the final exam... She scored a single-digit test for the first time, which gave her parents a good doubles.

She reached out and touched it, her kneecap was intact. It was estimated that she had broken her knees and recovered herself. Congliang stood up with the door frame and bent over to pull Dingmao. She was used to pulling mountains and rivers with all her strength. It **** to be hollowed out.

From the door to the back room, Congliang just dragged Ding Mao's upper body on the ground and slowly moved himself out of sweat. The door was closed to isolate the cats and dogs that could jump up, and the mice only needed to be taller. , it is not so easy to be bitten. If it is cats and dogs, Congliang has no strength to drive away in this state.

Congliang found a taller desk, pulled everything on it to the ground, squatted down and put both hands on her knees, sweat dripping down the corners of her slanted eyebrows. Carefully stabbed his eyeballs, but he didn't open them for a long time.

system:"…"

The fog in the room was thinner than that in the corridor. Cong Liang, like an old cow who had just finished ploughing 800 acres of land, was panting, and finally gathered up some strength, grabbing Ding Mao's armpit and knee and holding it up on the table. .

With a bang - unable to go up, Congliang sacrificed her kneecap again, knelt on the ground halfway, holding Ding Mao in her arms, her head against his chest, panting heavily.

"You **** turned into a snake and come out to help me!" Congliang didn't know how long it had been since he experienced this powerless state. He was anxious to think that the system could become a big snake, so he hurriedly yelled at it.

system:"…"

"Are you stupid when you breathe mist once?" The system said silently: "You have the special effect of the invincible blood pack, and the mist can't make you stunned. Although I am a **** suit, I am a snake. The fog will pass out in no time, and then can you touch me?"

"I am a snake, do I want to let the mice eat it!"

Cong Liang knocked his forehead against Ding Mao's chest twice, and muttered, "Will this fog affect your intelligence if you breathe too much..."

There were already mice chattering around, and Congliang closed the door. Although there were not many, she really didn't have the strength to stomp on with one foot. The mutant mice were not afraid of people at all. Congliang looked at her calf. Bitten, and the rat crawled up her clothes to her shoulders, looking like she was going to bite her tender and juicy neck.

Congliang shook his shoulders and shook the mouse away. She had to stand up quickly. She felt no pain and could recover quickly after being bitten, but Ding Mao could no longer be injured. To Ding Mao was so distressed that she died.

With a miserable howl of "Ow!", the system fell directly onto the console by Congliang's howl. Congliang originally wanted to cheer himself up and shout a slogan, but who knew that when he said it, he was also startled, and his throat didn't know. When are you dumb...

She hurriedly stopped the sound, and while the mice who had been yelled at by her were all confused in the fog, Congliang stood up abruptly, shaking his arms and shoved Ding Mao onto the desk.

Although he rolled up face down, he finally managed to get up, and the rat couldn't reach the mouse jumping around the desk. A miserable howl than she was just now.

"Ah—" Congliang shuddered and almost sat on the ground, the system screamed: "Hurry up and **** it up! You gnawed off a circle of meat on your calf, and it's gone in a while ah ah ah ah-"

The damage was because Congliang didn't feel any pain. He looked down... his two calves were bloody, and one crawled on his back. He swept it back with his hand, and then climbed up to the desk.

The table is the tallest in the room. The length is barely sufficient, but the width is not satisfactory. It is too difficult for one person to lie down. The two of them can only press each other on top of each other, or hug each other sideways. Turned over, the mice kept jumping up four times, but because they couldn't reach the "bang bang" sound that hit the side of the table.

Carefully lay down on the side, resting half of his head on the table, and slightly pushed Ding Mao to the side from Liangji, and then slowly turned the person over.

One of Ding Mao's arms was dragged by Cong Liang, and it was placed sideways to ensure that the mice could not reach. Cong Liangcai lay down, his legs twisted around Ding Mao's legs, and his arms wrapped around Ding Mao's waist. Just keep everything safe.

It was all dark, and Liang Zhi raised her head and stole a kiss at Ding Mao's Adam's apple, and she didn't want to move anymore. The sound of "bang bang bang" hitting the side of the table reminded Congliang that he couldn't sleep or faint. Once he lost consciousness, it would not be fun if he fell or his hands and feet hung out of the range of the table.

Fortunately, there is still a system of voices in her head to help Congliang stay awake constantly, playing all kinds of intense music for her, or playing forbidden movies that are refreshing to her mind.

"My friend's new host got this film," the system played it on the big screen with Erlang's legs crossed. "It's the little girl who brought you a barbecue."

Congliang hugged Ding Mao, who didn't know about personnel, and quietly raised his lower lip. Not to mention this trick, it was quite refreshing.

"Do you need me to explain it to you?" The system clicked his tongue twice, "This woman is screaming too bloody, this is because she knew she was acting, and if she didn't know it, she thought it was a curettage."

"This man, my God, you didn't see it, the size is inversely proportional to the physique, so what is the name of this woman..." The system tsk tsk, "I said why she keeps looking back, do you feel it? I can't..."

Congliang couldn't hold back, smiled weakly, and said slowly in his mind, "You know what a shit, make a comment..."

"Why don't I know?" The system paused, "Even if I've never eaten pork, I've never seen a pig run..." Conan's size, hard enough can ruin the three men.

Congliang didn't answer the call again, and where did the system explain it again? After this one was released, I changed it to another one. At the beginning, there was a long list of tsk tsk tsk tsk, "This is the size of a human, this is a **** donkey..."

"..." Cong Liang couldn't help laughing and laughing. He said it as if he had seen a donkey. This is English, and it must be a crooked country, not of the same species as them.

Although the nose is full of sour and rotten smell, although it is pitch-dark, the persevering chattering and thumping of the mice is a bit terrifying, but holding the big treasure she managed to rescue from Liang's arms, there is still a system of uninterrupted complaints in the mind. , It was only for one night, although I was always inhaling "soothing incense", I just stared at it and got through it.

After the sky was bright, the fog began to thin. Cong Liang didn't turn over all night, and felt that half of her body was unconscious, not to mention Ding Mao, but she didn't dare to act rashly until her strength recovered. The "bang bang bang" hit the table.

It took a lot of effort from the good and the bad to switch positions for the two of them. By the way, I glanced at Dingmao's leg. It was so rotten that it was almost to the point of bone injury. Yesterday, she squeezed out a hole. Red meat too.

Cong Liang took out the nutrient solution from the system space, drank two bottles by himself, and fed a few bottles while pinching Ding Mao's mouth, only then did he feel at ease waiting for the fog to dissipate at 12 noon.

"Do you know?" the system suddenly said, "We have become big consumers of nutrient solution and repair gel, and these things you spend on points are only used by you on people who travel through the world..."

"It's already become a joke, right?" Cong Liang pouted, "It's not this thing that makes a joke, what's so strange."

"How many points do you have now, how long have you not checked it?" The system said again: "You have been with him for three lifetimes, why are you still not tired of it..."

Congliang didn't say a word, and kissed Dingmao's uneven face with his head sideways. In his half-squinted eyes, there was a misty obsession filled with mist.

"He's the same in every life, but not the same," Cong Liang said softly, "if you remove the "shell" that is different in each of his worlds, you can taste how I liked him back then. I didn't get used to it at first. , I still like this kind of process..."

"You have no drama in this world. Ding Mao just raised Yuan Shen as his daughter. Yuan Shen still treats him like that. When he wakes up, he doesn't know what will happen."

"Try your best," Congliang is optimistic as long as it doesn't involve Da Baoer's life-threatening danger, "What if you get tempted." After all, she has time to grind and make him feel.

Chatting with the system, I checked the holdings and total points of the space, and the time seemed to pass very quickly. I don’t know when, the fog will all dissipate.

Cong Liangzheng was arguing with the system, and there seemed to be few rats in the four circles. Her hands were extremely dishonest and wandered on Ding Mao's thin waist.

Suddenly, he looked up and opened his eyes as if he had felt something - bumping into the other pair of half-open eyes.

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