Chapter 70: The Masked Assassin
Sometimes in a special environment, you thought you would treat things rationally, but you still inexplicably treat them with emotion, you know that is wrong, but you still choose to do that, in fact, it is not that your rationality is not enough, but that you can't control it.
Yang Fan knew that he had done something inferior to a beast, but he knew that if this kind of thing happened again, he would still make the same choice without hesitation.
Early the next morning
A faint noise still made Yang Fan wake up from his sleep, and when he opened his eyes, Yang Fan saw the picture that made him have to close his eyes and continue to pretend to be asleep.
Wang Qianqian was only wearing a half-sleeve on her body, holding a rag in her hand, the expression on her face looked a little panicked, and she was squatting on the ground at this time to wipe the blood stains on the mat.
Maybe it was because she didn't sleep well last night, or maybe her legs really didn't have the extra strength to stand firm, and she stumbled on Yang Fan's abdomen.
This time she really didn't mean it, and Yang Fan really couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore, so she sat up from the floor with a muffled snort.
Wang Qianqian didn't speak, but her face was a little haggard, her expression looked a little panicked, and her gaze at Yang Fan was a little deliberately evasive.
"You, you're awake...... I ......"
Before she finished speaking, Wang Qianqian hid the rag in her hand behind her, because she didn't want Yang Fan to see this.
However, Yang Fan saw all this.
Yang Fan wanted to pretend to be confused, but he knew that some confusion could be pretended, and some confusion could not be.
"I didn't expect you to be ...... Last night, I'm sorry. ”
Yang Fan looked at Wang Qianqian with a sincere face, and blamed himself in his heart.
Wang Qianqian's mouth trembled slightly, and then she suddenly turned around and left the room without saying a word.
Wang Qianqian's silence made Yang Fan start to think crankily again, remembering what happened last night, Yang Fan was very afraid that there would be a bad result.
"Fucking fuck off!"
Thinking of what Wang Qianqian said at the last moment last night, it echoed in Yang Fan's mind again like a ghost at this moment.
"Damn it! How can my self-control become so bad, in case ......"
Yang Fan really didn't dare to think about the rest of the matter.
Yang Fan didn't know whether he liked this girl who he couldn't guess at all, although something like that had happened to him and Wang Qianqian, he still didn't know what kind of identity to use to face her.
When Wang Qianqian appeared in Yang Fan's sight again, she was already fully dressed, but she still looked like just now, haggard and panicked.
She glanced at Yang Fan, and then said softly,
"I'm leaving!"
As soon as Wang Qianqian turned around, Yang Fan suddenly couldn't control and pulled down her hand,
"I'll send you!"
"No need."
Wang Qianqian's cold words did not have any expression, which was almost different from the fiery emotions for Yang Fan last night.
When Yang Fan wanted to step forward again, Wang Qianqian let go of his hand and opened the door of the living room.
When he was leaving, he suddenly turned around and looked at Yang Fan with a calm face,
"I volunteered last night, you don't have to blame yourself, in fact, there is nothing between us, I will help you deal with the naming matter, you just need to review it well."
After speaking, Wang Qianqian didn't stop anymore, turned around and left the room.
It wasn't until the footsteps were no longer audible that Yang Fan suddenly understood something, he got up and looked out of the window, only to find that Wang Qianqian was looking up at him, but her eyes were a little complicated.
Seeing Wang Qianqian's departure, Yang Fan suddenly felt so empty in his heart, this feeling he had experienced before, just like the moment Xu Lihua left with her luggage.
After being in a daze in the room for a long time, Yang Fan suddenly remembered that he still had something to do, and opened his online wallet, which still had more than 24,000 yuan in it.
Thinking that there was still some money in his bank card, Yang Fan immediately took out his mobile phone and checked it.
The total of the three bank cards is only 4,000 yuan, and the account in the online wallet is nearly 2,000 yuan short of 30,000 yuan.
Thinking that it cost nearly three thousand yuan to invite Wang Qianqian to dinner yesterday, if the money is not spent, go to the mall to bargain, and you should be able to buy a game cabin dedicated to Xiandao, but now it seems that you can only think of other ways first, after all, there are only two days before the game helmet is disqualified.
Thinking that there were more than a dozen immortal beast spirits in his game backpack, Yang Fan had to come up with the idea of selling it, although he didn't want to make a move, but he couldn't think of a better way at the moment.
After facial scanning and character identification, Yang Fan came to the fairy road game again.
At this time, Yang Fan still appeared on the second floor of the general's mound when he went offline.
However, as soon as it was launched, Yang Fan received an offline message from Xiao Pudding.
"Brother monk, are you there? People have just gone online after school, hehe-hee! ”
"Brother monk, why haven't you gone online yet, woo woo ......"
"Bad monk, didn't you say that you accompanied others to the main quest today, hum don't talk about credit!"
"Stinky bald donkey, people are sleepy, I have to go to class tomorrow, remember to reply to my message online! Good night! Emoji #smile"
Yang Fan looked at several messages in a row, shook his head helplessly, and then sent her a message back,
"Something was delayed yesterday, if you go online today, I will help you through the main line, and the monk will never miss the appointment!"
After replying, Yang Fan opened his bag and took out five of the fairy beast spirits inside and put them in the auction house.
Suddenly, a figure appeared beside Yang Fan, this person was dressed in a black power suit, with a black mask on his face, and a double thorn in his hand, and then launched an attack on Yang Fan without saying a word.
The scene changed in an instant, and it entered the competition mode.
"Who are you, why are you cutting me?"
Yang Fan couldn't figure it out for a while, he didn't do anything standing here, why did this man in black come to kill him, and what made Yang Fan strange was that this man in black hid his character information like himself, and he didn't know who he was at all, even if he used the soul hook lock, he couldn't locate it.
"Don't talk nonsense, wait for death!"
It turned out to be a woman's voice!
However, Yang Fan didn't have time to analyze who this woman was at the moment, and instantly kept a certain distance from the woman.
Yang Fan didn't know if the other party was an assassin of the Tianxing Sect, but judging from the dress, this possibility was very high.
Sure enough, the man in black in the scene suddenly disappeared, and Yang Fan stood in place, naturally knowing that the other party used stealth to make him stealth.
Without saying a word, Yang Fan came up and used Wei Tuo's blessing to add an auxiliary state to himself, after all, this state of enemy darkness and self-light is the most fundamental only to increase his defense value!
Suddenly, the figure appeared behind Yang Fan again, and then the masked assassin jumped and used a blow to Yang Fan's side, killing the shadow.
However, the deadly shadow hit Yang Fan and did not drop too much qi and blood.
“13! 11,17! ”
However, although the damage was small, it made Yang Fan's body appear in a state of poisoning.
However, poisoning was a piece of cake for Yang Fan, an auxiliary sect, and then he used the Pure Heart Recipe to relieve himself of the poisoning state!
However, once the masked assassin uses the attack skill, the stealth state of the stealth duel will be canceled, and the cooldown time of the stealth duel has not reached at this time, so he can only use the deadly shadow on Yang Fan a few more times!
Yang Fan had confidence in his heart, he was not threatened by this kind of injury at all, and used a Sanskrit spell with his backhand!
Immediately following the masked assassin, he directly dropped more than two hundred qi and blood damage.
"You! How can your damage be so high? ”
The masked female assassin looked at Yang Fan with a surprised expression and asked.
Yang Fan sneered for a while,
"You still want to kill me for this little skill?"
After saying that, I sacrificed the Sanskrit mantra again!
Within a few clicks, the masked female assassin was weakened, and her body was a little unstable.
Yang Fan naturally knew that the appearance of the weak state marked that the current character's qi and blood were less than 15%.
The masked female assassin seemed to understand that she was going to be killed soon, and at this moment she suddenly stopped attacking and stood in place, her eyes looking calm,
"Kill me!"