QT: Grace To Grass Counterattack System - Chapter 236 Little Mandron Soldier 59

How can I break when I wake up and find that I have entered an infinite stream escape game?
Xie Liuyi: Thank you, I am in the novice dungeon and just lost my memory.
Escape games have arrived, engulfing hundreds of millions of people. Everyone struggled to survive in various terrifying dungeons, being chased by monsters.
Only Xie Liuyi ran after the monster.
Other players: Be careful, don’t be discovered by the boss, otherwise you won’t know how to die.
Xie Liuyi: Where is the boss? leave me alone!
In Xie Liuyi’s view, whether it was a monster, a monster, a giant man-eating beast, or an unavoidable trap, in Xie Liuyi’s opinion, it was just a problem that could be solved by a fight.
Xie Liuyi: We Jianxiu have nothing else to do except fight.
The first copy: One-eye mountain scenic spot (completed)
Second instance: City Battle Royale (Completed)
The third copy: the courtyard is deep and deep (completed)
The fourth instance: Castle Mystery (Completed)
The fifth copy…
Each copy has a different taste~
※There is a male protagonist, the male protagonist is the little bamboo horse before the female protagonist crosses, and he only appears in the later stage. In the early stage, he has been living in other people’s lines.
During the copy period, try to update it every day. You may take a day or two off between the two copies. I hope readers will forgive me.

Content Labels: Under the New Year, Supernatural and Monsters, Unlimited Streams, Shuangwen
Search keywords: Protagonist: Xie Liuyi ┃ Supporting role: Yan Yugui ┃ Others: “Want to fly, work first” for advance receipt
One-sentence introduction: Jianxiu is breaking through the hardcore escape game
Conception: Knowing the greatness of the universe, still pity the greenery

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