Horror: My Charms Only Work On Big Women

There was an episode, but it didn't affect Ma Jun's shopping mood.

But after arriving at Zhenbao Pavilion, his mood fluctuated a little.

There are too few good ones.

Things that suit him are very scarce.

At the stage of Ma Jun, there is already a growth plan.

Ma Jun has spirit beasts that can fly and extremely lethal golden weapons. What he needs now is more life-saving equipment.

Everyone wants life-saving gadgets, and the supply is in short supply.

The Treasure Court also has no inventory.

Ma Jun could only leave angrily.

It is better to rely on others than to rely on oneself. Ma Jun is going to go back and study the psychic sword tome. In the next dungeon, he will search hard again.

Be sure to scrape the ground three feet!

On the other side of the school, it was also very quiet.

Other students are preparing for the college entrance examination, and it is different for those who enter the thriller game.

They only need to upgrade their ranks, and when they enroll students, they can choose to enter universities or other forces.

There is still some time before the college entrance examination, and Ma Jun is too lazy to go to school.

Simply stay in the training room and improve the experience of the psychic sword.

With more than 15 million gold coins in his body, he couldn't spend it for a while, and couldn't update his equipment, so Ma Jun simply took out 100,000 [and threw it into the practice room.

While upgrading the practice room to a higher level, a lot of new facilities have been added.

Now the training room is very comfortable, and it is very comfortable to stay in it. Unfortunately, the speed of improving the experience of the psychic sword is really too slow.

He misses Qin Xinyue's music very much.

There are also the practice experience of those swordsmanship masters.

It's a pity that I can't return to the Dajing Dynasty now. I have to go through a dungeon before I can go back during the break.

Can only wait for the next copy to start.

Ma Jun didn't wait too long, a month passed quickly.

When he was lying down and taking a nap in the practice room, a reminder sounded in his ear.

"The horror game is about to start, please prepare in advance!"

Ma Jun is refreshed and here he is!

He has been looking forward to it for a long time.

After everything was ready, the familiar feeling of dizziness struck again.

A mechanical sound sounded.

"Welcome to the horror game!"

[Current Dungeon: Black Fairy Tale World!]

[Dungeon Level: Ghost Level!]

[Dungeon Background: On this vast continent, there are dozens of kingdoms, large and small, attacking each other with only one purpose, which is the legendary witch! Whoever can get more witches will be able to Occupy the entire continent and step onto the throne of bones covered with thorns!]

[Current task: Get the support of at least one witch and raise your power to city level!]

Ma Jun opened his eyes.

He is still reminiscing about the background of the copy.

Fairy tale world?

What is a black fairy tale?

What is a witch?

Could it be that it is similar to the previous world of monster girl hunters, and it also has a witch area after various transformations.

What will the witch use to conquer?

Could it be... the same form as before?

Then Ma Jun can be regarded as returning to the old line.

What is your own power, do you have to build your own power first?

Ma Jun shook his head, putting aside many questions.

The rustling sound echoed in his ears from far to near.

He turned his head, and the surrounding environment changed from blurred to clear.

snowy.

Gothic castle, covered with snow, the castle is made of solid granite, and the outside is full of traces of time.

On the surface of the hard granite, there are many potholes.

It seems that this castle has experienced many wars.

The castle is very large, and the guards can be vaguely seen on it, and a few huge black shadows flash across the sky from time to time.

It looks like some kind of bird-like monster.

This castle is much more spectacular than Mrs. Bachi's castle.

The scale is more than a hundred times larger.

Someone is urging.

"Come on, why are you standing still!"

"Your Majesty is still waiting to see us, you don't hurry up, you want to be beheaded by His Majesty!"

Looking back, Ma Jun saw that there were about a dozen people in their team.

Everyone's age is different.

There are men and women.

There are relatively few women, only one or two.

He looked at the expressions of the crowd, trying to find out among the crowd if there were any players who entered the game together this time.

However, everyone lowered their heads, as if they didn't want to reveal their identities.

Ma Jun raised his eyebrows, a little interested.

I have participated in so many copies, but this is the first time I have encountered this situation.

Are there any players among these people?

Or are they all players, or neither?

Could it be that this dungeon is still a confrontational dungeon?

Judging from the mission, it shouldn't be.

Ma Jun lowered his head and continued to walk forward.

The biting cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew past and hit the person's face, making it painful.

Someone was complaining under their breath.

"The weather in the north is getting more and more abnormal."

"It's all because of the Snow Queen. If it wasn't for her, the climate wouldn't be like this."

"If this continues, I will hardly be able to tell if this is the Starry Empire or the Winter Empire.

"Shh, shut up!"

"Don't talk in the royal court, be quiet!"

The team was much quieter.

Only the sound of rustling footsteps remained, and he continued to walk forward.

Ma Jun glanced around, looking around.

It should be daytime at this time, but there is heavy snow, the sky is dark, and there are lampposts made of obsidian on both sides of the road paved with black cobblestones.

Like street lights.

It's just that there is no light bulb on it, but it is like a white silk thread, emitting a bright yellow warm light.

Ma Jun was curious.

Is this magic?

The bright yellow light made the road much more visible. A group of more than a dozen people, guided by the guards nearby, came all the way to a palace-like hall.

The thick wooden gate is carved with exquisite patterns.

The guard slowly opened the door, and a gust of warm wind rushed in.

Ma Jun stepped on the soft carpet and walked into the main hall. There was a strange smell of incense, mixed with a bit of rancid smell.

Ma Jun couldn't help frowning slightly.

"You guys are here..."

A slightly weakened voice sounded.

Ma Jun raised his head and saw a pale middle-aged man who was speaking.

The man has a bushy beard, loose clothes, and a thin and stooped figure, and his bones can almost be seen.

Many people shouted in unison.

"Meet the great King of the North."

Ma Jun bent over and soon stood up again.

The middle-aged man had a self-deprecating smile on his face.

"The king of the north is just a lost dog who was chased and beaten.

He coughed twice, and the actor in splendid Chinese attire quickly handed over a silk handkerchief, and he wiped his mouth, which was stained with little bloodstains.

"You have also seen that my body is decayed and I can't last long."

"The future of the northern border belongs to you."