Chapter 382 Sexy butt!
"Uh... that's fine too."
Pan Xiaoxiao nodded in response.
Because if you just go to the caravan station to have a look, the time to go back and forth is definitely enough.
But there is still a small detail that needs attention.
“When you leave the beach, remember to count your steps.”
"Never take less than 100 steps, and never take more than 150 steps."
"Hey... do you still need to count your steps? It feels very close. You should be able to see the caravan not far away..."
Alyssa asked cutely.
Just when Lu Li was about to explain, Qian Tongzhao stepped forward and said:
"After all, it is a clear content in the rules. If you don't follow it, something may go wrong, so it's better to count silently."
"Oh..." Alyssa nodded as if she understood.
As a Palu who has been labeled a slave since birth, she has no right to use any secret realm tickets on her home planet.
Not to mention the tickets for secret realms such as regular secret realms, which are generally difficult to pass.
After all, in the perception of most sentient beings, the Parus are just 'production tools' with low IQs.
Let the ‘production tools’ clear the strange rules?
What's the difference between that and burning the secret realm entrance ticket as firewood!
Even Alyssa herself thinks so.
Only if he meets a good master like Lu Li, who is one in a million, will he take her through the secret realm with him.
The other players also made their judgments after analyzing the rules.
Five more people joined the group headed for the caravan.
The remaining ten people chose to stay where they were, familiar with the beach terrain, and quietly waited for the sun to go down...
The vegetation at the edge of the beach is not dense.
There were only swaying trees and sparse bushes.
However, there is thick fog that greatly hinders the players' sight.
After dozens of steps deep, the visibility is only one or two meters.
The line of sight was blocked, causing the players to subconsciously move closer to each other. Two timid female players even held hands in fear.
There was not much fear on the faces of the five Asans. Instead, they took advantage of this opportunity and kept getting closer to Pan Xiaoxiao and others.
I kept going back and forth, trying to mop up the trouble and eat the tofu.
"Hey, it's so foggy that I can hardly see the road under my feet..." Ranbir complained loudly on purpose, and quietly stretched out a dirty hand, trying to grab the butt of the girl in front of him.
Li Luo had already noticed this, a green light flashed in his palm, and he was ready to take action at any time.
But before she could exert any force, her wrist was held by a stronger hand.
Lu Li looked forward and calmly pulled Qian Tongxiao behind Li Luo.
Ranbir was originally wondering where the bone-chilling chill came from, but the next second his palms pressed on his buttocks as expected.
Success~
Just when he looked enjoying it, he was about to knead it vigorously with his five fingers.
Suddenly a question came to my ears:
"How does it feel? Seventy-eight."
The next second, the softness in the palm suddenly started to feel a little strange.
It doesn't seem to feel like a girl's butt.
Ranbir lowered his head in surprise, and without any surprise met Qian Tong's dead eyes:
"I know my ass is sexy. Eighty-four."
"But please control your impulse, I'm not interested in men. Eighty-six."
"Um...it's not what you think..." Ranbir's face turned green and he explained incoherently:
"It was because of the heavy fog that I accidentally touched the wrong one..."
"Really? Then you have to follow your teammates closely. Ninety-one." Qian Tongzhi said calmly.
The inexplicable count that followed each sentence made Ranbir feel irritated.
"None of your business, uh...what are you counting?"
"Nothing, ninety-eight." Qian Tongxiao continued to count in his own way.
Every two steps he takes, he says:
"Just a little personal quirk. One hundred."
"When I walk, I like to mutter something. One hundred and two."
"For example, [Prophecy], the target count in front of me is confused. Forty-eight!"
It was obviously a whisper that only Ranbir could hear.
At this moment, it was like a heavy hammer hitting his undefended cognition.
The footsteps that were memorized in my mind were instantly confused.
From one hundred and four steps, it became forty-eight steps.
"What are you muttering about? Count carefully." Amir and others had not yet reacted, but they just vaguely noticed something was wrong.
"What? We're here!" Qian Tong's duck voice suddenly raised an octave, and he pointed forward in an exaggerated manner:
"Look, Goodman's Caravan!"
All the players looked up and found that three gorgeous carriages appeared in front of them.
Walking around, you can also find more carriages hidden in the thick fog, forming a faint fleet size.
Just when Qian Tongyao made a sound, the kerosene lamp hanging on the carriage suddenly lit up.
The warm and soft CD player dispersed the fog, and everyone felt a sense of security.
but,
There is one exception.
Ranbir looked terrified, as if he had suddenly gone blind, turning a blind eye to the caravan in front of him.
His hands were groping around, as if he had lost his way in the fog:
"Amir?"
"Gavara?!"
"Where are the people? Where have they gone?!"
"Ranbir! What's wrong with you? We are all here!" Amir stepped forward in two steps, trying to grab Ranbir's hand that was flailing around to calm him down.
Without thinking, I just missed it.
Aamir's palm went straight through Ranbir's body.
Just like before, players passed through layers of thick fog.
The player who was a flesh-and-blood entity just a second ago turned into a 'fog' without any warning.
Ranbir seemed to still be able to hear his companion's voice, and the panic on his face receded slightly:
"Amir, I can't see you anymore, wait for me."
After saying that, he strode forward and bumped straight into Li Luo.
The girl had already noticed something strange and stopped where she was without making any move.
Just let Ranbir's 'mist' pass through her body.
"Don't go any further! We're already here, and the caravan is right ahead!"
Gavara shouted.
"Already arrived? Impossible, where are you? My steps haven't reached a hundred steps yet..." Lanbier paused and looked around less than a palm away from Pan Xiaoxiao.
As long as you reach out a little, you can touch the softness of the woman's chest.
But Ranbir will never be able to touch it.
"How many steps have you taken now?" Amir noticed something was wrong and asked quickly.
"Forty-eight...ah, no, I just took six more steps. It should be fifty-four now, it's fifty-four!" Ranbir tried his best to stay calm.
But fear was like a white mist that hung around him and could not dissipate for a long time.
"How could you only walk fifty-four steps?! We have already seen the caravan, you have walked at least a hundred steps!" Gavara also began to worry for his companions.
"Look around quickly, the caravan has appeared!" Akshay shouted.
Even Shah Rukh, who was the slowest to react, reacted at this moment:
"Well...if you continue walking down, once you exceed one hundred and fifty steps, you will be lost in the secret realm forever..."
It was this last sentence that stimulated Ranbir's nerves.
The Asan player finally collapsed, his expression distorted by extreme fear:
"No, no! You are not my teammates, these voices must be confusing me!"
"I have already walked fifty-four steps, and I only need to take another forty-six steps to reach the caravan..."
"Yes, that's it!"
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