The magician had barely finished speaking when he felt a gust of wind beside him.
The wind blew silently, hitting my face directly.
Lu Xingyun grabbed two handfuls of mud, which fell on his face in a graceful, scattering motion.
The handsome guy's dust-scratching was not bad at all.
The magician tried to jump away, but found that his feet were rooted to the ground.
Without even looking, you can tell it must be another pair of powerful and domineering hands.
There is no way to escape.
Looking at the black soil so close at hand, which is usually wonderful soil and fertilizer in my hands.
But at this moment, it became a venomous, hidden weapon.
The magician could only close his eyes, his long, raven-feather-like eyelashes trembling as they cast deep shadows.
Bang!
I took a solid hit to the back of my head.
That was Yuan Qingli's fist, a delicate fist, yet it carried a violent edge.
The magician stumbled forward, a cold drizzle running down his face.
When he opened his eyes again, Lu Xingyun and Bo Zijin's faces grew larger and larger in his field of vision.
He leaned forward and fell into the pit.
Amazingly, his feet were truly rooted to the ground, and the magician's straight body formed a 30° angle with the ground, yet he did not fall down.
ah!
Yuan Qingli leaped up, clasped her hands together, and slammed them down on the back of her head with the force of a volleyball spike.
In the end, Yuan Qingli missed her target with her attack.
Unexpectedly, she couldn't stop herself and fell hard into the pit.
Now, three of them are lying down.
The air twisted and contorted, and the magician slowly emerged.
Her face was clean, as if nothing had happened.
"You are all very good."
Did it fail?
"You're the first person to dare ask me for them, and you're the first to dare make a move against me. Since you're all lying down, I'll give you three, one for each of you."
As the magician spoke, his cool, soft voice faded, and his figure gradually disappeared.
Three roses floated down from the sky.
Yuan Qingli blinked: "Go to sleep." She was tired; her ladylike image was ruined before her eyes.
Bo Zijin snorted coldly.
Lu Xingyun, seemingly lost in thought, let out a muffled laugh from his chest: "That's interesting too."
...
The next day, relax on the first floor of the rest area.
After calming Xiao Lan down, Huang He prepared to go upstairs to remove Zhou Yueying's body from the door for his girlfriend. With this thing hanging at the door, not to mention girls, even few men could stand it.
Just as he lifted his leg, Jin Wuwu called out to him.
"What are you doing upstairs? Going to collect the body? Don't bother. Someone will take care of it."
Xiao Lan looked at her and felt that her expression was strange and odd.
"Who is it? Is it a cleaner from the rest area, responsible for moving the body?" Huang He turned around.
As expected of a veteran player, he remained calm and immediately pointed out the key point.
Jin Wuwu took a couple of gulps of soy milk from a bowl and said slowly.
"What are you talking about? I don't have money to hire cleaners. If someone needs the body, they will come and get it. You don't need to worry about it."
"Then... Mr. Jin, what did you mean by 'he came in last night'? Who is this 'he'?" Xiao Lan asked, puzzled.
Did you hear anything last night?
Xiao Lan hesitated for a moment, then quickly shook her head: "No. I went to bed quite early last night."
Jin Wuwu's lips curled into a smile, but it was unfriendly.
"You clearly heard it, didn't you? You heard it!"
Jin Wuwu suddenly leaned closer, her eyes, gleaming with an eerie light, glaring fiercely at her.
Xiao Lan could no longer maintain the demeanor of a female celebrity.
Startled by this sudden turn of events, her face turned pale for a moment.
Jin Wuwu stomped her spider legs on the spot, her voice filled with indignation.
"If it weren't for your friend, how would it have gotten in! Do you know how much damage this has done to my area! Don't you know how much money you can make to repair it?! You despicable humans!"
She waved her hand, and after saying those few words, she became impatient, "Get lost."
Having been wronged, Xiao Lan could only endure it.
"Mr. Jin, we only asked two small questions, is it really necessary to get so angry?" Huang He's eyes darkened, and he put his arm around his girlfriend, looking protective of her.
Huang He was prepared for Jin Wuwu to become angry and even attack him.
Many NPCs in the game instances are unpredictable, and he's gotten used to it.
To everyone's surprise, the spider woman in front of them actually suppressed her displeasure.
He's like a completely different person; I wonder what he's up to.
His eyebrows curved upwards, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he smiled gently.
"Ha, right, the customer is always right, I really shouldn't have lost my temper like that." Jin Wuwu stepped back, putting some distance between the three of them.
One of the spider legs was propping up its chin, and its tone carried a hint of kindness.
"As an apology, I have another message for you."
Huang He and Xiao Lan had different expressions. Was this boss born in the Year of the Monkey? His expression changed so quickly.
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