"You compare me to that ignorant little girl?" Lin Jiang made a grinding sound, and the marks on his hands seemed to be stirring.
"——Hey, wait a minute, wait a minute, two great gods!"
Mo Yan was no longer trembling with excitement, and he seemed to want to participate.
"Master, look, there are only 20 people in this instance. If there are any grudges, it's better to leave it until the fifth day to resolve them."
"Not good." Lin Jiang said firmly.
But she actually knew that keeping Su Mingan would definitely be much better than forcing herself to fight him at night.
First of all, she knew she couldn't beat the other person.
A combat power of 1700... This is too much. The opponent's combat power has been soaring since the fourth world, and gradually reached the point where she can't keep up.
The second reason is that...Su Mingan's ability to pass customs is recognized by the whole world.
As long as he is alive, it is always the correct route to pass the level. As long as the others are responsible for following, there is basically no pressure, no need to worry about not being able to pass the level, and you can even see the most hidden true ending.
Lin Jiang gritted his teeth, and the marks on his hands dimmed.
That "Su Ming'an" smiled, as if he had anticipated this scene.
"It seems that it is not suitable to travel at night." He said: "I will go back to the room and wait until daytime. You guys... it doesn't matter what you do. Do whatever you want."
"Great God! Great God!" Mo Yan rushed over in an instant and instantly forgot about the "big brother" he had just been thinking about.
Facing the arrogant look of the player, Mo Yan seemed very receptive: "Master! I like you so much. I never thought I would meet you here... Um, can you leave me an autograph?"
As he spoke, he immediately took out a sword with the word "Jianmen" engraved on the sword. He took out a carving knife, as if he wanted the player to sign with the carving knife: "I want to leave the name of the master on the sword forever. In the future, when I walk through the dungeon, it will be like the master is by my side..."
"Hmph." The player snorted in an ooc way, seeming very proud. After taking the carving knife, he picked up the sword and said casually, "What's your name?"
"Master, my name is Mo Yan!"
"Very good, you are a qualified light chaser." The player said, leaving marks on the sword with the carving knife: "In future copies, remember to pass on my will."
"Okay, great god! Thank you, great god!"
Mo Yan took back his sword and stroked it like he was stroking his lover's skin. On it were the seven clear words "World Lighthouse Su Ming'an". He smiled foolishly as he touched the words, his smile blooming like fireworks.
"I'm very happy that in this world, there are light chasers like you." The player continued, looking at Mo Yan with a satisfied look in his eyes: "When I stand under the spotlight of the world, you will also become your own shining body."
“Great God…”
Mo Yan's eyes filled with tears and he was so moved that he almost cried.
"Okay, I'm going back." The player waved his hand: "Don't get in my way at any time. If you want to prove your sincerity, then make a contribution to me."
As he spoke, he glanced at the "big brother" who had been hiding next to Mo Yan and had not spoken a word, with a very dissatisfied look, wondering why this player was not excited at all.
He walked back and closed the door.
Mo Yan held the sword in his arms, his tears like foam, and he was so moved that he almost cried.
"Brother... that's the great god. Look, the signature he gave me is so beautiful..."
He held the sword, looked at the line of words again and again, and then showed it to him as if it were a treasure.
But Su Mingan didn't want to talk at all at this time.
"This person is still the same as always, pretending." Lin Jiang next to him commented with disdain.
This sentence made Su Mingan a little defensive.
"He wasn't like this before," he said.
"That's it." Lin Jiang crossed her arms and turned back to her room.
"It's always been like this."
As she spoke, she slammed the door shut, seemingly not wanting to pay any attention to these two "ordinary players".
"Brother, let's go back to the room and close the door. I'm afraid the light will come back again." Mo Yan held the sword with a smile on his face, but at the same time, there was some doubt in his tone: "Strange... The first great god sent his clone out, why doesn't he have any intention of taking it back..."
Su Mingan probably thought of the reason.
Maybe that clone-like skill is not that incredible, and it may just be a one-time illusion.
Therefore, the player had no intention of taking it back, because he knew that this skill could not be taken back once it was sent out.
If a player really has the skill of clone, he should be quite strong and would not do such an outrageous thing... right?
"Brother, look at this handwriting, the handwriting of the great master is so beautiful, I will treasure it for the rest of my life... In the future, when I go through dungeons, the great master will always be in my heart... Hey, brother, why don't you speak, why are you so autistic, brother, please don't be autistic——"
Mo Yan turned around and was about to show off his sword with the No. 1 player's signature buff to his eldest brother, but he saw that his eldest brother just sat on the bed, looking autistic.
"No." Su Mingan looked up: "I'm thinking."
"Think..." Mo Yan seemed to think for a while, and then suddenly seemed to understand something: "Brother, I understand."
“…”
"Brother, I saw that you used a skill similar to Annihilation before, and you also used the Sword of Alman. You should like the No. 1 player very much." Mo Yan's thoughts gradually changed: "But now it seems that you don't like it very much... So it turns out that you have set the No. 1 player as your target! You want to surpass him!"
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