Quick Travel: Who taught you how to attack villains like this?

Chapter 331 NPC Demon × Rookie Player (13)

Ever since Yu Yan walked over, Zhou Tian and the others have been staring at her closely.

Especially Qiao Muchuan, he was afraid that the strong man would suddenly get angry and hurt Yu Yan with the bloody sickle.

Fortunately, after he saw Yu Yan walking over, the strong man's mood was relatively stable, and he was not as brutal as he had been when he stabbed someone just now.

Otherwise, Qiao Muchuan would really be unable to help but rush over.

He thought that maybe the strong man was a little tired after killing so many people, so he was so kind to Yanyan!

That's right, that's right.

Because he watched Yu Yan approach him, and then he didn't know what the two said. The strong man smiled at Yan Yan, and then Yan Yan walked back.

Qiao Muchuan immediately greeted her, "Yanyan, how are you? Are you okay?"

Yu Yan shook her head and said, "It's okay. It's been confirmed. That person is Dasha. His little wife is at home. We can just go to his house."

"Really? That would be great."

Zhou Tian smiled immediately after hearing her words.

She was really worried that the bald man was not the one they were looking for!

Qiao Muchuan ignored her and stared at Yu Yan tightly, as if he wanted to see her as a flower.

Yu Yan was helpless, "I'm really fine."

As she said this, she took the initiative to hold Qiao Muchuan's hand and walked to Dasha's house.

Twenty minutes later, the group stopped under an exquisite small building.

Shen Jiayu looked at the clean cabin and said, "Are we going in like this? Or are we shouting outside?"

When they were looking for paintings just now, Zhou Tian walked in without the owner's permission and almost turned into a sieve. Now he has some psychological shadow.

Zhou Tian bit his lip lightly, thinking about how he was almost slain by those sunflowers, and his expression was a little embarrassed.

She said softly: "Let's call the master at the door!"

As soon as Zhou Tian finished speaking, Dasha walked out of the house. After seeing Yu Yan, he happily ran over to open the door.

But after the door opened, he thought of what his wife had just said to him in the house, so he asked with a straight face and a rough voice: "Why did you come to my house?"

Looking at Dasha's tall and burly physique and his fierce face, Zhou Tian, ​​Shen Jiayu, and Lin Xiaofeng did not dare to speak.

It was Qiao Muchuan who said calmly: "We are here to take care of your wife."

Dasha: "!!!"

Wife?

His wife?

Hehe~ This is the first time someone has said this! Calling me wife or something sounds weird.

Because of Qiao Muchuan's words about wife, the expression on Dasha's face softened significantly.

"What are you doing here to find my wife?"

"We're here for this."

Although Qiao Muchuan didn't know why Dasha suddenly became friendly to him, he quickly struck while the iron was hot, took out his phone, and pulled out the photo of the embroidered shoes to show Dasha.

Dasha looked at the embroidered shoes on the phone and said, "These are my wife's favorite shoes."

His wife treasured these shoes and wouldn't let him touch them at all.

Sigh... Every time he thought about those shoes, he couldn't help but feel jealous.

Dasha spread his hands and said: "You want these shoes? Then don't think about it and leave now!"

It's almost time to eat now, so hurry up and go! Don't disturb him from eating with his wife.

But Qiao Muchuan did not leave as he wished. Instead, he took a step forward and said, "Can you let us meet your wife? As long as you can give us shoes, you can do whatever you want us to do."

"Hey, you..."

Dasha saw him walking forward and was about to pull him back when he saw a very charming woman coming out of the house.

He didn't care about anything else and hurried up to meet her, calling her softly, "Daughter-in-law..."

"You idiot, what are you doing standing outside all this time? The soup is almost gone."

This beautiful woman is Dasha’s little daughter-in-law Xiaoling.

She grabbed Dasha's ears with her hands and shouted loudly: "Why don't you quickly give me money to cook food? Do you want to starve me to death?"

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away."

Dasha responded quickly and said comfortingly: "Daughter-in-law, don't worry, the meal will be ready soon."

After he finished speaking, he strode towards the kitchen, leaving the others confused.

Xiaoling glanced at Yu Yan, who was firmly protected by Qiao Muchuan, with a smile in her eyes. Then she looked at Zhou Tian and the others and asked, "I heard you are looking for me?"

"Correct."

Zhou Tian nodded quickly and asked cautiously: "We want your embroidered shoes. I wonder if you can give them to us?"

"Embroidered shoes?"

Xiaoling frowned and said unhappily: "This is the dowry my grandma made for me. How can I give it to you?"

This pair of embroidered shoes is her favorite, and she wipes them with a rag every day, trying to make them clean and free of any dust.

Now you open your mouth and want her embroidered shoes? It's a bit too naive.

"But we really need your shoes."

Zhou Tian begged: "How about you lend it to us for a while? We will return it to you after the mission is over."

In the previous phone call, it only asked them to find three things, but did not say anything else.

So she felt that as long as she could find them all smoothly, there should be no need to do anything else.

They can borrow it first, wait until the mission is completed, and then return it.

Xiaoling was instantly happy after hearing her words.

"You have been in our devil town for several days. Don't you still know our behavior? If you want to take our things, you will have to pay a heavy price."

"Little sister, have you thought about what you have to give in exchange for me?"

Zhou Tian pursed his lips and closed his mouth silently.

How dare she answer the question at this time? What if it really costs her something?

Seeing this, Shen Jiayu repeated the old conversation and said to Lin Xiaofeng: "Now is the time for you to make your own contribution."

Lin Xiaofeng's face turned cold and he refused: "At worst, we can die together."

Shen Jiayu roared: "We are a team, how can you be so selfish? You want to die, but we don't want to die yet!"

It's a pity that no matter how much he roared, Lin Xiaofeng remained unmoved.

Xiaoling couldn't help laughing when she saw how they were fighting among themselves.

"You humans are really funny. As long as your own interests are involved, you can fall out with us."

"Relatives, friends, lovers... you don't have to do any of these, hahaha, it's really fun."

After Xiaoling finished laughing, she still looked at them leisurely and said: "I will give you a chance now. If any of you cut off a pound of your own flesh and give it to me, I will give you embroidered shoes."

"It just so happens that we are about to eat, and there is still one dish missing! We won't be full even if we just drink soup, so we have to stir-fry a plate of vegetables."

A very beautiful woman, but the things she said were horrifying.

But she herself didn't feel there was anything wrong with her words at all.

She walked to the kitchen, took out a knife, threw it on the floor, and said with a smile, "You can start now."

The sharply polished knife was thrown to the ground, glowing coldly, making people take a few steps back involuntarily.

Zhou Tian, ​​Shen Jiayu, and Lin Xiaofeng looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't speak.

Qiao Muchuan held Yu Yan's hand tightly, pursed his lips and thought about something.

He turned his head and said cautiously: "Yanyan, I..."

"Shut up."

Yu Yan's face was expressionless, her voice was cold, and her eyes were full of indifference.

Although he was yelled at, Qiao Muchuan was a little moved.

Woohoo~ Yanyan is so kind, she is afraid that he will do something stupid, but she still yells at him in pain.

But he can't watch Yanyan die, right?

If the task is not completed, Yanyan will be in danger, and he will still be unable to protect her.

Qiao Muchuan felt a little melancholy when he thought of this, not knowing what to do.