Again, Falling Blossom appeared alone in front of the teleportation point on the eighth floor of Lingyuan Castle, this time, with the strong assistance of his own city lord, he rushed to the first place in the region's combat power rankings, wearing a level 50 best purple suit that was most suitable for him in the city lord's private library, and the magic sword enchanted by the almighty city lord, so that he finally dared to challenge the boss again.

Landing Fanhua originally wanted to take the city lord so that the city lord could watch his heroic appearance, but unfortunately, the city lord had a very important time and could not go along, and said that there was a surprise waiting for him.

"QAQ, what kind of surprise is it? Can it be more important than accompanying me to fight the boss? ”

Shrugging his face, he said that under the love of the peerless all-round perfect elf city lord who is proficient in the kitchen, chess, calligraphy and painting, magic, swordsmanship, enchantment, etc., he can be said to enjoy a happy life of eating, feeding, sleeping, and equipping, referred to as the life of rice worms.

It's good to be tired of being around the lord of the castle every day.,Suddenly I'm alone now.,It's really a little lonely.。

On the ninth floor of Lingyuan Castle, there was still the boss king sitting on the throne, wrapped in a black robe, and the dark black pupils of the boss king looked at him faintly when the flowers appeared on the ground.

"Ah Luo, you're here." The boss's dark and low voice sounded, and the deep sense of indulgence in the dark words made the landing flower shiver.

Bridge bean sack, Lord of the City, even Mu You's stealing a man behind your back, but you have to believe in the puppet, even if you were attracted by the boss at the beginning, but even if you confessed to you, you completely abandoned the boss Jun.

"That, Lord Boss, you, you, you better give up, the puppet already has a beloved, no, the elf, please let it go."

The flowers are shaking and shaking, and even the magic sword enchanted by the city lord himself in his hand is almost impossible to hold, this is the rhythm of the god horse, the picture is too beautiful, and I don't dare to let the city lord know at all, I'm really glad that the city lord has something to do.

The boss sitting on the throne of white bones stretched out his gray and bony arms faintly, and his skin-like and extraordinarily slender fingers gently withdrew the hat of the cloak, revealing a very stunning face, a slender neck, a gray and thin face, pure black eyes, long and thick eyelashes, sharp and tender elf ears, exquisite and exquisite like the most perfect doll doll of a craftsman.

"My name, Moss Esange."

The stunned falling flowers are not tempted by beauty, after all, looking at the peerless face of the city lord every day, his eyes are completely raised, and no matter how beautiful he is, he will not lose his mind.

However, can you be calm when you find out that the boss is a completely different lord except for the color of his skin and pupils? Whether you can or not, you can't land flowers anyway.

"What a coincidence, the lord of the city is also called Moss." The mechanical one heard the name of the boss, and the mechanical one opened his mouth to speak.

But when he saw the stunned expression of the boss Jun looking at the flowers on the ground, his bloodless lips were slightly raised, outlining a charming smile, "Ah Luo hasn't reacted yet?" ”

"Gah, reaction? WhatsMiner reaction? The action outside actually made the stunned falling flowers look particularly cute, and then looked at the boss Jun's smile blankly, and instantly glared, "City Lord? Moss? The boss is the lord of the castle? Moss is Moss? ”

Please forgive a cute falling flower.,Incoherent or something is completely caused by excessive stimulation.,This plot reversal.,It's dumbfounded every minute.。

Walking down from the high platform step by step, silently like a ghost, Boss Jun stood in front of Falling Fanhua, his bony and slender palm habitually touched Falling Fanhua's head, rubbing his short black hair, "Reacted?" ”

Feeling the movements that the city lord is used to, and feeling the touch on his head, he instantly threw away the magic sword that cherished the abnormality, put his hands around his neck, crossed his legs around his waist, and hugged the boss in front of him.

"It's a bad guy, it's actually the boss, it's actually killed the couple so many times, but just said that he wouldn't come with the couple, and the hurt even thought it was empathy and didn't love others, q, it was killing the couple, it was a big bad silver."

The seemingly slender boss Jun firmly held the round and upright little farts of the fallen flowers. Fart, to prevent him from slipping away, "I thought you liked me killing you." ”

"It's like.,No.,Although I like it very much.,But,It's not an excuse that you should kill me.,Q,Lose people still think they're distracted.,Actually fell in love with two people.,Love the city lord and look at the boss or something.,The result is actually a person.,Q,It's scared to death.,Even ask for compensation.,It's not a surprise at all.,It's just a fright.。

"Okay, you can do whatever you want."

"(*^__^*) Hehe...... then, one more time, Ye Tengjutsu?"

"Okay, if you like it."

In a white and vast, empty space, a pink ball looked at the falling flowers and boss Jun in front of the water mirror, the delicate eyes were full of tears, wanting not to drop, the small red lips pouted, and the grievances were abnormal, and then he threw away the water mirror, still falling from it and disappearing into the air, and the mellow body kept rolling over and over.

"Ah, I don't like it, I really still think that the puppet Shengsheng is the most handsome, the Lun family misses Shengsheng so much, damn the stinky cup, so useless, I can still stay by Shengsheng's side all the time, I am so jealous and envious, the Lun family wants to duel with him."

Postscript.

"It's like this, Landing Blossom and Moss will always be together, if they have been in love, "Dream World" has also been accepted by the people of all countries because of its high virtuality, and has become a global second world that will never close, maybe with the development of science and technology in the future, it can also make NPCs really appear in the reality of that world, well, who knows, anyway, all the one in the back has nothing to do with Sheng Shengnai."

After experiencing the fear of death once again, Chen Gongsheng collapsed on the bed, listening to the follow-up development of the aftermath of the system in the online game world.

Chen Gongsheng raised his hand and looked at his hand that was raised from the fear that could not be quelled, and he didn't know whether to bless Falling Blossom and Moss to be happy, or whether he should sigh that no one knew about his existence, they enjoyed the happiness that came because of her, and she enjoyed the death that came because of them.

What's even more sad is that their memory has never been as good as her Chen Gongsheng, but her nai hai is full of traces of them, even if they are cold people, such a world after a world, one by one for a long time, even if there is no love, they can't be eliminated from their minds.

Being forgotten by everyone at least means that it has been remembered by everyone, but how can a person who has no memory be remembered or forgotten?

Covering his chest, Chen Gongsheng felt the slight pain brought by the beating heart for the first time, slight, but heartbreaking.

They are like grit, although they are subtle, although they are only hidden in the deepest veins of the heart, but with every beat of the heart, they will cause fine pain, and with every flow of blood, they will rub invisible scars, accumulate over time, until they can no longer bear it, and they will burst out, and they will see the heart that has been torn apart.

Now Chen Gongsheng can only passively bear this qiē, waiting for the ending of the heart-tearing, but isn't such a world one after another also an experience one after another? After training, the heart is cast into steel, hard and gritty, and in the end it can only be forced into layers of strong coats.

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