Chapter 122: What the hell is this thing trying to do?

"Since there is fate, let alone an insight, it's hard to say whether there will be other encounters." An Ruhua's tone was full of hints.

"Other encounters?" Yan asked instantly.

An Ruhua smiled but did not speak.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes secretly, and even sold Guanzi, and couldn't wait to say that the person who told her family heirloom didn't seem to be her.

"No, you see." Then she pulled out a sparkling brush.

As she spoke, An Ruhua picked up the brush and began to wave it in mid-air. A brush clicked, and a faint butterfly appeared. With another turn of the pen, more butterflies appeared one after another.

The butterflies fluttered in the air, then flapped their wings and slowly flew away before disappearing from their sight.

The picture is very beautiful, and she saw it and exclaimed: "Well, it is really a treasure." ”

Now that you're done with the bait, it's time to show the hook.

An Ruhua smiled smugly when she heard her words, and then drew a series of round silver ingots, and then drew a yellow and clear gold ingot.

In a short time there were many piles of gold and silver at her feet, and before she could marvel, An Ruhua drew a large number of delicacies, which were still steaming and fragrant.

She swallowed, feeling a little hungry. As time passed, she felt that she was getting more and more hungry, and just when she was about to pounce on her in shame and eat a lot, a lot of gorgeous clothes appeared in front of her.

She swore she would have seen the clothes glow purple.

Her eyes couldn't help but straighten a little, and now there were piles of purple suits in front of her eyes!

An Ruhua stopped and said: "Although these things are good, they are not worthy of everyone. Only someone like my sister who is so beautiful can use it! ”

"That's right. Now that there are gold, silver, jewelry, and fancy clothes, delicacies. Naturally, there must be no less servants in the mansion. ”

So after a while, there were many maids and valets dressed in silk clothes by the stream, which was already crowded with all kinds of things.

"Master, are you hungry, why don't you try this melt-in-your-mouth fragrant snow honey meat!"

"Master, this garment made of silk is like nothing to the touch, and it is the most comfortable to wear on the body."

"Master, this book contains all the gold, silver, and jewels. A total of 9,000,000 taels of gold, 9,000,000 taels of silver, and 10,000 pieces of jewelry. ”

I don't know when, she was already surrounded by people and sat on the luxurious soft floor, and two male servants knelt at her feet.

"The master is tired, so let's wait for you to go to bed."

"If you don't want to go to bed, the slave can play a song for the master."

After saying that, the two raised their heads together.

Seeing the faces of those two people made her already groggy head wake up in an instant. Not only did she wake up, but her expression cracked.

Come and tell her, why are these two only the same as Gongzi Xia Hou Yunxiao?

Goosebumps are up, okay!

What's going on here? Dream?

Impossible. She can't just stand and forget it. Reached out and pinched her leg hard, and she burst into tears in pain.

And in front of her. The two people, who looked exactly the same as their son Xia Hou Yunxiao, still looked at her with 'virtuous' faces on the left and right.

She couldn't bear to look away.

"Master?"

Damn, even the sound is like it.

What kind of tricks does that An Ruhua play! If you play again, she'll be broken!

In her heart, it was like 10,000 grass and mud horses running by, but the expression on her face was still a look of confusion.

She looked at An Ruhua with this expression.

"What's wrong? Could it be that I am tired. An Ruhua walked up to her.

Then he put his hand on her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, the house will be drawn soon, and you will be able to rest well." ”

"Oh." She replied in a 'dumbfounded' voice

"Hehe, my sister is really good."

An Ruhua smiled very satisfied, but she wondered in her heart, An Ruhua was so close to her now, but the rancid smell was gone.

Next, she looked at An Ruhua with the expression of the second shortage, and she quickly painted an antique courtyard.

In the blink of an eye, the painting became a real scene, and not far in front of her was the gate of the courtyard.

"Master, please." A group of maids and maids said in unison.

She was very resistant in her heart, and she was going to find an excuse to refuse, but her feet involuntarily walked towards the door, and she was sweating in a hurry.

"Sister, please wait." An Ruhua's voice came from behind him.

Hearing this voice, she didn't wait for her to react, but her feet stopped automatically, and this strange phenomenon made her heart chill slightly.

Although her mind is very clear now, she can't stand her hands and feet and doesn't listen to the call. If this An Ruhua makes her commit suicide, even if she doesn't want to, it's useless!

Let her be in a hurry to level up, let her run out in the middle of the night to level up, and let her think about the benefits of NPCs greedily.

Hehe, it's okay now, the little life is all in people's hands.

"What, what's the matter?"

"What's the hurry, the house can't run away even there, until my sister has something I want you to help with." An is picturesque, smiling like a flower.

"You say."

"This magic pen is useless in my hand, so I might as well lend it to my sister for the time being. When there is something missing in my sister's house, I draw it myself and add it, isn't this just a good way to put it in? An Ruhua held the golden brush in his hand.

I thought it was something, but it turned out that I wanted to give her the pen? This is a little different from what she thought, isn't that so-called magic pen a bait to hook her? Just sent it straight to her?

"On a temporary basis? Isn't the painter afraid that I have bad intentions? ”

"What's there to be afraid of, if my sister likes it, it doesn't hurt to give it to you!"

Rub, this girl doesn't follow the script.

"Such a treasure is still a family heirloom, can you give it to me casually like this?" Damn, she really doesn't want it.

How could there be such an anti-heaven thing in the world, even if it was a game, it was impossible to balance it at all.

An Ruhua lowered her head and smiled: "Of course you can't give it away casually, but if it's a sister." The painter is willing to offer the magic pen. ”

"Still. Although the magic pen can be given to my sister. But I also asked my sister to promise a condition for the painting mother. ”

Sure enough, there is no good thing about falling the pie: "What conditions." ”

"Let's talk about this tomorrow, isn't my sister tired, go and rest. Get a good night's sleep and have a good dream, and you'll know when the time comes. I'll give it to my sister first, and I'll teach my sister how to use this magic pen tomorrow. After speaking, he covered his mouth and smiled, stuffed the golden brush into her hand, and then said, "Go and rest." ”

"Okay." What else could she say besides say yes? Just when An Ruhua asked her to rest. Her feet were already heading for the gate on their own.

I feel that this time it's really going to be a virgin/woman to die, and I can't imagine that I'm going to die very miserably. Knowing the current situation, she brought the old Qiange pit with her.

Anyway, I have someone to accompany me.

No matter how much she complained, her feet still walked into the door disobediently. Two waitresses led her in front and led her into a very luxurious and comfortable bedroom.

After taking her into the bedroom, the two maids withdrew, and then two more entered.

"What are you doing in here?" She asked, toothache.

The two new men are male, and the two faces they know are still very virtuous at the moment, and they seem to be a little shy.

Shy? It's really going to kill you!

"Master, the slave is here to sleep."

Serve your sister's bed!

She finally couldn't help but start growling, "I don't need a bedman. Get out of here now! ”

"Yes." The two of them retreated aggrievedly.

I also closed the door when I left.

The moment the door closed, she found that she could control her hands and feet freely. As soon as I found it, I was able to move. She immediately threw herself in front of the door and opened it, but it didn't move.

She kicked twice on the door in anger, kicking the door so loudly, but no one came to ask.

The special one still has a master, and she knows that it is fake!

Summoned the game interface, poked open the power channel and tried to send a message, and sure enough, the system prompted 'In a special area, unable to contact the outside world'.

So she's going to die here?

Now, of course, she wouldn't be naΓ―ve enough to think that this was just an NPC test. It's just that what does An Ruhua want to do, if she wanted to kill her, she would have died several times.

Now she is going around in such a big circle, and she hasn't made it clear what she wants to do?

You can't really hit her off at first sight, and you still want to give her some heirlooms.

Why didn't that An Ruhua just kill her? Do you want to, can't, or simply can't do it?

Thinking of this, she perked up.

Looking down at the pen in your hand, except for the cool color, it is no different from an ordinary brush.

Anyway, what kind of thing is that An Ruhua, her words and deeds are so weird. The rancid smell that disappeared inexplicably, and the spots on her hands that seemed to be corpse spots.

The living dead? Monster?

But she doesn't have a halo on her body that represents an attackable monster, so she knew that she would stab her with a sword as soon as she met.

But now it's useless to say anything, and I feel a little tired when I think about it. As soon as he noticed that he was a little tired, his hand fell weakly, and the person fell to the ground.

I'm so tired, I'm so tired, I don't have any strength at all, I really want to sleep hard. As soon as he thought so, the person slowly lay on the ground, and even his eyes were a little confused and couldn't open them.

I'm afraid that when she falls asleep, her life will be gone.

It took all the strength of her body to reluctantly put her finger in her mouth, and she bit it hard, and she immediately felt a thrill.

Useful!

When she was a little more conscious, she immediately took out her sword and poked it on her body, and blood flowed out at once. And she immediately became lighter, her head was no longer dizzy, and she was no longer drowsy.

In this way, the confidence will naturally increase greatly, and the combat effectiveness of An Ruhuaken must be a minus 5 scum.

Otherwise, why would she use these means!

Thinking about the reason, she also breathed a sigh of relief. There are only three chances to resurrect, of course, if you can not die, you will not die. (To be continued......)

PS: It's a little late,