Qu Ling'er, a native of Northeast China, spoke fluent Northeastern dialect. Waking up from a dream, she was pulled into a survival game full of dangers and opportunities. She also gained a chea...
Qu Ling'er looked at everyone with a puzzled look. She really didn't know what was going on just now.
He had been talking to Nie Fengjiao, and when he looked up again he asked her to apologize.
Did she miss something?
Is there anyone who can come out and explain it to her?
After hearing Qu Linger's words and looking at her confused eyes, everyone realized that she had been chatting with someone else.
So her murderous intent was not directed at these people.
That may be a misunderstanding.
Helian Hong showed a somewhat ruffian smile and said: "Miss Ling'er is right, this is a misunderstanding, just talk it out."
If it were before, Qu Linger would definitely not give up, but she still had a mission to complete, so she waved her hand generously.
"It's fine as long as the misunderstanding is resolved. It's not a big deal. I see you're planning to form a team to explore this island. I wonder if you could include me. I'm quite capable."
"no!"
Ning Manrou almost lost her character and even her voice became several degrees higher.
Qu Linger scratched her head. Why are these people so difficult to deal with?
If you can't join, how do you continue?
It’s better to just do it directly.
"How about we have a fight? If I win, you take me with you, and if I lose, you get out?"
If the soft one doesn’t work, try the hard one!
Although Qu Ling'er's outfit was very intimidating at the beginning, she looked very thin and small, and there was no name Qu Ling'er in the top 100 of the rankings.
Such a rookie actually competed with those in the top ten of the rankings.
It's simply courting death.
Ning Manrou stepped out of Ao Jingyao's arms, walked to the big guy, took his arm, and whispered a few words in his ear.