"Patriarch, don't be disrespectful to the gods!"

"Nonsense, this person is so ugly, how can he be a god?"

"Dasha didn't talk nonsense, we saw with our own eyes that he fell into a trap full of bamboo spears, was caught by a trap that extracted poison, and was even bitten by the god of conquest on the neck, and he was not injured at all!"

"How is it possible, that's the god of conquest!"

"It's true, we heard the sound of the trap while we were hunting, and we followed him ever since.

Do you see the stick in his hand? I saw with my own eyes that when he stabbed that stick, the god of conquest died! ”

……

Guo Ding was holding the rifle, and his face was not very good.

I didn't expect that the whole process of my position and skills was witnessed, should I kill people?

And this red-headed Ah San actually said that he was ugly?

Who is ugly, these people are not forced to count at all!

But after thinking about it, what did he have to do with these uncivilized Ah San.

can call a leopard the god of conquest, and the productivity level of these Ah San can be imagined.

Two minutes later, the words spoken by the native Ah San changed to the bird language of Yiyiah Ahh

The red-headed Ah San, who was called the patriarch, seemed to be persuaded by the dog and Dasha, and the eyes that looked at him became a little awe-inspiring.

However, Guo Ding knew that if he didn't show his hand, this three-headed man might not be so easily convinced.

Therefore, Guo Ding smiled and pointed to a boulder three feet away from the red-headed Ah San.

"You drip, see the drips work!"

Guo Ding didn't care whether they understood it or not, he raised his gun and pulled the trigger towards the boulder.

Bang!

A burst of gunpowder smoke rose up, and the audience was silent.

Hmph, these stupid Ah San must have been frightened by the power of the rifle!

Guo Ding raised his head, his face was grim, like a god.

However......

When the smoke cleared, Guo Ding was stunned.

The boulder is intact, not a single crater.

Look at the side again, the patriarch of Ah San, the red-headed Ah San has already opened his brain, and the red and white have flowed all over the ground, and he can't die anymore.

it!

I didn't expect to be handsome and extraordinary...... The marksmanship is so ...... It's incredible!

Only then did Guo Ding remember that in previous physical education classes, his grades had always been at the bottom of the class.

Physical education classes in this world are very important, shooting, knife skills, fighting......

Guo Ding failed!

"You drip, Sayunara drip, work! Bye! ”

Guo Ding was ready to smear oil on the soles of his feet, and killed Ah San's patriarch with one shot, and he was afraid that he would be eaten alive by the angry Ah Sanmen.

Although you can't die, you can cut it with a burning knife, and you're scared to watch!

However, before Guo Ding could slip away, Ah San, who was called Dogdan, quickly bent down and peeled off the red object on the red-headed Ah San's head.

Then, he knelt on his knees, held the red object high above his head, and cautiously knelt towards Guo Ding, still whimpering and saying something.

As a last resort, Guo Ding could only spend a little more money and started simultaneous interpretation.

"O incomparably noble god, I repent to you for the sins of the Amir patriarch, and I beg you to forgive us foolish mortals!"

In the end, he has seen the evil leopard in the hands of this young master, that is, he has eyes.

Guo Ding nodded with satisfaction and turned off the translation.

It's not that he picks the door, it's really out of money, in case of arrears and shutdown, without absolute defense, it will definitely score a dead ball in minutes.

……

Dogan is a more flexible person in the village, so he hunts with Dasha, who is known for his brute strength and tendons.

When he saw Guo Ding shoot his patriarch down, the dog was immediately frightened.

He was sure that it was definitely the patriarch who secretly said that the god with white skin and slippery face was ugly, so he was punished by God.

Such a stupid patriarch dies and dies, and for these natives, only the living are valuable, and only the strong are worthy of respect.

So Goudan decisively took off the token from the patriarch's head and lay on the ground to plead guilty to the gods.

At this time, seeing the god smile, the dog was relieved.

He held the red token in his hand high above his head and knelt in front of Guo Ding.

……

What does that mean?

Want to give this thing to me?

At this time, the distance was closer, and Guo Ding saw clearly what was originally wrapped around the head of the Asan patriarch.

It is a piece of cloth that resembles a red scarf.

It is unknown what the exact material is, but no matter what kind of cloth it is, it doesn't look like these stupid Ah San can create it.

After all, they don't even have a straw skirt.

Driven by curiosity, Guo Ding reached out and took the fabric, which is the professional ethics of a history teacher.

Fortunately, when the red-headed Ah San was shot in the head before, there was no blood stained on this red cloth.

However, these Ah San don't look like some hygienic people, and they don't know how dirty this cloth is wrapped around their heads.

So Guo Ding just carefully pinched a small horn and found that it was actually silky and unexpectedly clean.

Sure enough, it's very much like a red scarf, it's really nostalgic!

Just when Guo Ding was about to throw the red scarf back to the dog, suddenly the system issued a prompt.

"Discover the hidden object, the red silk scarf of the Drama Master Ember, left behind by Ember Flowing Shu Ruima when he committed the crime, and wearing it can obtain the inheritance of Ember."

Ha?

Guo Ding was stunned.

Ember is a well-known perverted serial killer in League of Legends.

Using the gun in his hand as a paintbrush, he unleashed the brutal art he sought, leaving his victims heartbroken and onlookers terrified.

……

Guo Ding was entangled.

The inheritance of Ember is of course a good thing, but it seems to be completely unworthy of his noble and elegant personality and noble and snow-like conduct!

But on the other hand, Guo Ding has invested more than 100,000 Baileys in this game, which is a treasure made with a lot of money.

And judging from all indications, although there will be the inheritance of other heroes, this is completely a small probability event of fate.

For example, this time, the ghost knows that if you kill the red-headed Ah San, you can still explode the equipment.

Guo Ding wanted to accept this guy as a little brother before, he looked harmless to humans and animals, and he didn't look like a boss with a heavy treasure at all!

Take 10,000 steps back, even if you quickly find another heroic inheritance, such as the inheritance of Urgart, do you say to accept it or not?

Even Galen is not as good as Ash, after all, one melee and one ranged.

There is no absolute defense in the real world, and if you want to live for a long time, of course, an ADC with a cold gun is more suitable.

But at the end of the day, there are few men in ADC.

In case a Jinx's chest wrap is used as an inheritance, do you say this is a pick-up or a pick-up?

After thinking about it again, Guo Ding still decided to accept this silk scarf.

He figured out a truth, there is no good or evil in weapons and inheritance, and the difference lies in the person who uses it.

He has a high moral character, and he will never be polluted by a silk scarf.

No longer entangled, Guo Ding tied the red silk scarf of Ember around his neck.

Rumble!

The moment the red silk scarf fit Guo Ding's skin, a voice resounded through the world, and a bewitching and cold voice exploded in his ears:

"I bloom in the midst of slaughter, like a flower in the dawn!

Summoner, follow my path and let the Flower of Slaughter bloom in every corner of the world! ”

"Ahh

Guo Ding felt that the red silk scarf had been connected to his blood at this time, and his body seemed to have undergone some kind of change.

But Guo Ding wouldn't give that perverted murderer any good face at all, not to mention that this was not him, just a remnant thought dissipated in the air.

What to drag?

I, Guo Ding, Mr. Guo, teach and educate people, and have a noble character!

Let me raise the sword of sin and do what the Buddha did!

From now on, my gun is no longer an ordinary gun, but a gun of goodness, a gun of mercy!

Tugging the rifle gun in his hand, which had also mutated, Guo Ding felt that the red scarf on his chest was more colorful.

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