Chapter62

If only she could have them herself.
The corners of her mouth couldn't help lifting; she was lucky—she'd entered the dungeon with Zhao Qi and Wang Bing.
Having companions next to you when you enter the dungeon is a blessing and a curse—good because it increases your survival odds, bad because someone like her would just get sacrificed to boost the rest's survival rate.
But now, the corners of Ya's mouth curled up.
Wang Bing was dead, Zhao Qi was dead.
Now, only this idiot Jiang Che was left, and he still had two top-tier items on him.
They always say, 'When the mantis hunts the cicada, the oriole waits behind.' She thought she was the cicada, but never expected to end up as the oriole.
All the way, Ya could still see human corpses tossed at the roadside here and there. She looked at them with a face full of sympathy.
Dismembered limbs lay everywhere. Ya looked at Jiang Che—night was falling, the silvery full moon above made Jiang Che's white doctor's coat look even more eye-catching.
She was already imagining using Jiang Che's two items to snag the first-clear reward for the dungeon.
"Jiang Che, I'm a little cold~~" Ya hugged her arms, rubbed her nose, and sneezed.
The bracelet, she could figure out later, but she needed to get the coat now.
She'd been following behind Jiang Che with her heart in her throat, terrified they'd bump into other evil spirits.
Night was prime hunting time; Ya didn't think they'd just been lucky.
The only explanation was Jiang Che's doctor's coat.
It was disguising his human scent, making him seem like an evil spirit.
And her? She was just being treated as Jiang Che's prey.