Seeing Lin Guo's face darken, the rabbit hurriedly reassured: "Now I can't help you get a divine beast, and think about it, you are seriously injured now, how can you be able to lower the pet? Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Lin Guo: "...... well, it seems to be the same reason. "I also want a golden finger. ”

...... "You have so much to do! You think the golden finger is a vegetable in your field, which one do you want?"

"My skills are too weak, I want a great skill. Seeing that the rabbit didn't react, Lin Guo patted its head unhappily, "Did you hear that?"

"I heard it, I heard it! I'm going to give you a great skill right now!!" the rabbit patted his chest with his forelegs, honest and trustworthy. "You wait......"

The rabbit closes its eyes, closes its eyes, closes its eyes...... Lin Guo waited for it for more than ten seconds, and its eyes finally opened, the eyes of the ignorant cute innocent little guy.

Lin Guo: "......"

Enter the Tianshu system, click on the character attributes, and sure enough, I saw a new skill in the skill bar. Purple, it looks pretty awesome.

Lin Guo excitedly went over to check, and saw the name of the skill appear:

[Sacrifice life: Use your own life to treat the injuries and illnesses of your companions. The highest efficacy, it can bring the dead back to life. 】

Lin Guo: "............"

Does the old lady look like Lei Feng? Dead Zero, you explain to labor and management, what kind of bullshit skill is this!!

What kind of disease is this kind of mother's disease to heal others with her own life, and my mother will never use it well in her life!

2016, City C.

It was midnight and the stars were sparse.

On the large, fluffy double bed lay a man, almost submerged in a furry doll bear toy. Right next to his pillow, a black Rubik's cube, swirling and floating in the air, shining with a strange luster like starlight.

The man lay motionless, his chest undulating, his mouth and nose not breathing, lying on the bed as if he had been dead for a long time.

Suddenly, he took a breath, and the life characteristics that had stopped gradually returned. The Rubik's Cube suspended in mid-air also fell quietly on the bed, fading out of the light and quietly.

The man opened his eyes, and a pair of gray pupils flashed with blood.

If he hadn't taken pity on her and accepted her application for artificial service, how could he have been pinched to death?

The dignified No. 3227 World Creation God was forced to be like this, a great shame!

It seems that it is a wise choice to throw her to number 3227. This woman must be tempered, and I hope that her soul can also be sublimated.

She still wants to come back soon?

Hehe, world No. 3227 has its own system, and after the invasion of forces that do not belong to that world, it will encounter the rejection of the world, just like the virus invades the body and will encounter the rejection of the body's immune system.

When the system excludes you, then you are naturally detached.

If you happen to integrate well with the system, then congratulations, you might be able to live happily ever after there for decades.

The man stood up, nearly one meter nine tall, and the muscles around his body were as beautiful as those of a Greek god. He went to the living room and poured himself a glass of water, the light of the computer screen dimly shining on the woman lying flat on the sofa.

The man walked over with the water and looked at her condescendingly. He didn't have to turn on the light, and his eyesight could see her face clearly.

Dare to strangle him, what a big dog!

A murderous look appeared on the man's face, and he reached out to pinch the woman's face, and the woman moved, frowning unhappily in deep sleep.

The man snorted coldly, dropped her down, picked up his phone, and ordered himself an ultra-expensive supper. After thinking about it, he called up his mobile phone contacts, selected a person called his ex-boyfriend No. 12, and dialed the number.

The moment the phone was connected, the man opened his mouth and spit out a woman's voice that was exactly the same as Lin Guo's, "I can't sleep, you come and accompany me." ”

Lin Guo was in a distant alternate dimension, still pondering the unfathomable Heavenly Book, and he didn't know what was happening in the other world.

Her house was occupied, her bed was occupied. Game accounts, computers, mobile phones, bank cards, and even ex-boyfriends, the things she has been fighting for years do not belong to her.

Now, they belong to the same, eccentric man with the name Zero.

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When the ethereal real person stepped into the first step of the Jialan Tower, the black-clothed woman tied to the pillar of heaven, the Dryad Yuan Shen, opened her eyes.

Although she was seriously injured, within the scope of her spiritual sense, it was really difficult to ignore someone who cultivated to such a high level.

The mist-filled dark space, as if in another dimension, rolls endlessly empty and lonely. This is probably the feeling of fine separation.

The sense of imprisonment brought by the iron chains that locked the body was very strong, and the pillar of heaven behind him was burning all the time, like flames. There was also an unhealed wound on my shoulder, and I was in a terrible mood.

At least looking at the starry sky and blue lake outside, you can pretend that you are free. Here, you can't even deceive yourself, it's so plainly imprisoned.

Lin Guo squinted his eyes and waited silently for Li Miao to come over. I don't know what this thief is going to do to her this time.

The ethereal real person came alone, and although the wine on his body was smoky, his eyes still looked clear. Three feet away from the pillar, he stopped.

The woman in black, who was locked by the chain, looked at him indifferently. Although he is already a prisoner, his expression is full of superiority, and he still has two points of impatience of "say it quickly, let it fart quickly".

The Ethereal Man touched his beard, and it was clear that the dryad didn't welcome him. But if he is transposed, his face will not look good. Disguised imprisonment is also imprisonment.

But it doesn't matter if she's happy or not, anyway, before the senior brother in charge goes out, the cliff can't let her out.

The ethereal real person pondered for a moment, decided to call her according to the rules of human beings, coughed clearly, solemnly countened, and called, "Miss Qin." ”

Miss Qin, who?

Lin Guo was about to roll his eyes, and his cold spiritual sense suddenly waved, and the three words of Miss Qin seemed to have touched some taboo, triggering a reaction that turned the river and the sea over.

Countless blurry pictures flashed in front of him, and a man's voice appeared in his mind, from far to near, "Chur!" Gentle and warm, very good, Lin Guo felt a strange and subtle happiness rising in his heart.

Qin ...... Thur?

The original owner of the Dryad was named Qin Se, and it wasn't until someone mentioned it that Lin Guo realized her name. The memory of the name and the voice of Fang Cai seems to have been sealed by the original owner.

Seeing that Lin Guo didn't react, the ethereal real person continued to talk to himself, his expression was extremely sincere. "The aura here is thin, and Miss Qin is seriously injured, I'm afraid it's not easy to recuperate, right?"

Lin Guo suppressed the fragments of memory churning in his mind and raised his eyes to look at him. You're here to taunt me?