"Brother, are you tired?"

I have such a beautiful woman with me. I have nothing to be tired of. Today, I'm level 20. He is now challenging the fifteenth floor hall master.

"Ghost Blade!"

The Ghost Blade is an exclusive transfer skill that you learn after transferring to Asura, and you can attach demonic energy to the blade. Although it is very helpful in the eyes of many people, it has also improved my character attributes, skills, etc. by several notches in my opinion.

Listen to Nana, in this virtual game world, there are a small number of people's skills that are given by the system, not the skills fixed by the original game characters. Because this small group of people has unique features, such as the most capable of jumping, they are likely to get a jumping skill from the system.

Luckily, I was one of those small groups. Because the ghost blade is not a skill that an asura should have.

"With such a beautiful woman in company, why are you tired?" I teased a little.

Nana looked disdainful: "It's not serious." ”

Anyway, it's just the two of us here, God knows that you know and I know, no one else knows, if anyone else knows, it's this hall master.

A line of subtitles came out of the hall master's head:

"Boy, take your life to !!"

"Since you have become a dead man."

“……”

If people who don't know the situation still think that I have been violently beaten by the temple master! The words spoken by these hall masters are all automatic, and they are completely headless and brainless sentences.

The demonic aura of the demon blade and the original aura on the scythe are intertwined and blended together. This greatly increases the power of the Cannibal Scythe.

"Breath!"

I saw that the aura was wrapped around the hall master, and it seemed that as long as he squeezed it tightly, the hall master would be wiped out, how could it be so simple.

Breath is not a skill given by the system, but an attack method created by myself using the breath on the scythe.

In this world, as long as you really understand the mystery, you don't have to add points to your skills and so on.

For example, I created my own "Flow".

Because I don't know much about this world, listening to Nana's words, adding some points to the ghost blade skill to improve the skill attribute is equivalent to improving the flow attribute. Draw inferences. That's what it means. However, the skill cooldown using Breath and Demon Blade is not the same. Each has its own cooldown.

I swung my scythe, and the swords scattered.

The Cannibal Scythe, which is mixed with multiple attribute bonuses, is no longer the scythe that rusts, although I still don't quite understand why the scythe sometimes rusts like a normal weapon.

"Brother is really amazing, will you go to the next floor?" Nana trotted to the teleportation array, looking well-behaved, alas.

"Well, the sooner you defeat the hall master, you will gain more experience, and you will be able to fight with Nana!" I rubbed my well-behaved little head, it's so nice~

"We're fighting together now?!" Nana, a little dissatisfied with my words, slapped my arm away, her mouth bulging with anger.

I was stunned for a moment. Smile slightly.

With a ray of light, we came to the sixteenth floor, and when we came somewhere, we all stopped.

I touched my nose and glanced at Nana beside me. No reaction? Why didn't you respond, why did you stop with me?

Following Nana's gaze, I saw an elderly grandfather being pushed to the ground by a man in a military uniform.

"Brother, can you go and have a look?"

I nodded, went to the booth, and heard the whispers of the exterior people, and I had a rough idea of what was going on.

It turned out that this old man did not pay taxes, stall taxes, transaction taxes and other taxes. It's just that I'm wondering, are the virtual world and the real world interconnected? Why are there tax-paying people here?

The person in the police uniform is not as high as the old man, why does the old man blindly want to let it?

The old man knelt on the ground and begged bitterly, but the man in the police uniform did not give up, and even knocked over the things that the old man sold, which were basically some low-treatment snacks. But there was a kind of cake that was the same as the last time Nana ate it.

As if fed up with the policeman's unreasonableness, Nana punched the officer's lower abdomen, and the officer who fell to the ground stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes, he really couldn't believe that someone dared to hit him!?

"Who are you? How dare you hit me? The roaring voice of the police officer captivated the entire street.

The crowd began to whisper, and then began to talk and even scolded the officer.

The officer stood up and looked around at the onlookers, but did not notice the person who had scolded him. Annoyed, he pulled out a short fireworks pipe with a twisted face.

"Chirp—"

"Run! The police corps is coming! Who was the police officer who was bombed on the ground just now? Actually have flares? ”

"When is it, let's stand far away!"

"Where do I think I've seen that woman?"

“……”

With the noise, the passers-by who had just closed the street to the water flashed away.

"Wait for you! And you! What looks? The officer glared at Nana, then pointed to my nose.

Now I know that this is a master who bullies the weak and fears the hard.

The old man was also frightened by this scene, and hurriedly took Nana's arm and begged: "Little girl, you go quickly, they can't do anything with me, an old man." ”

Nana put her hand on the back of the old man's hand and comforted: "Old man, don't worry! ”。

See this scene. I muttered to myself: You old man! Forget it if you were bullied to death by the police!

There are not many people like me anymore, you have to cherish it.

Suddenly, my whole body was cold, like a prey being watched, and I was trying to improve my defenses, when suddenly, that feeling dissipated.

I looked left and right, and when I saw the hunched old man next to Nana, would it be what I thought? I was in a cold sweat. What's going on?

"Boom—"

Soon, the police regiment came to the street and ran towards it, and everyone was ready to fight.

What about this war? Do you look like this?

"Second Young Master! Subordinates late please atone for their sins. ”

The leader put his hands together, bowed down and said, that hard voice really seemed to be practiced.

"I want this woman to be a slave girl for me!" The little police officer who was called the second young master just now hid in the police corps and pointed at Nana and said.

I wasn't very angry at first, but I was really angry when I heard this, I've never been so angry!

I picked up the sickle and wanted to hack the second young master to death, but I didn't expect to be stopped by the leader? And the scene was slightly the same last time I was a scholar, but this time it was resisted by two hands together?

This happens in the midst of electric flint. Before everyone could react, they heard an unheard of awakening technique.

"Lotus of all beings."

When the leader heard this voice, he looked at the person who spoke, and when he saw the person who spoke, his face was not good! Just as the leader wanted to say something, the second young master just now hurriedly pointed to his own person and roared: "Uncle, it's her!" ”

The leader didn't answer the second young master, and said with a slightly embarrassed smile: "Little friend, can you put your sickle down first, and let's talk?" ”