At the beginning, He Yuting's old face turned red. She just wants to correct the title in Peony's mouth - that is called "ex-husband", not "lover". Soon she was caught by the word "remnant soul" again, and couldn't help but wonder: "What does Erlang Zhenjun want your remnant soul to do?" She looked at Erlang Zhenjun, and there was no clue on the latter's face at all, at most, the ink pupils revealed the determination to win. He Yuting hesitated a little, and finally didn't ask Erlang Zhenjun any questions.

"You'll have to ask him." Peony shook his fan and encouraged. His gaze drifted over He Yuting and swept to Erlang Zhenjun's face, with a mysterious and unpredictable smile. "But the reason he was bound to win was also my reason. That's why I'm close to him. ”

"What?" He Yuting was taken aback, and immediately felt mixed feelings. What does Peony mean by saying that both people want to claim each other's remnant souls? What is this concept? He Yuting frowned slightly, and was unconsciously a little disappointed in her heart. It's like a man who has traveled all the way to send a bouquet of flowers to a little woman, and this person is handsome and talented, which makes the bouquet girl blush and whisper: I have a boyfriend. As a result, the other party replied with a smile: "I know you have a boyfriend, if I don't send you this flower, he has to send you this flower, and I am reluctant to let him pay this money." ”

Three letters rose in He Yuting's heart: M, M, P! It turned out that Lang had a concubine's intentional painting style, but now it has mutated into a male and a man's beautiful style. The messy feeling in He Yuting's heart is like watching the Fauvist group draw a super abstract painting twice, except for a bunch of messy lines and color blocks, the blind party can't find any dots, lines and planes that can concentrate the focus of consciousness on the graffiti-filled canvas, and they also need to force themselves to attach themselves to the endless praise around them: "Not bad! It's really good! I can see a little bit of a doorway. However, the relationship between the two seems to be biased towards a different beast style - when they look at each other, there is really a visual oppression that wants to "eat" the other person. It's the feeling of disemboweling the other party and frying it for seven minutes, and then cutting and chewing it with a knife and fork. If the sight can hurt people, He Yuting, who is caught in the middle, is already full of holes. She had to weakly remind both sides: "We came in to fight the boss, not to kill each other." ”

"That's right, fight the boss." Erlang Zhenjun's serious seconding made He Yuting hate to slap herself. Peony is a big boss! However, it belongs to the wild wandering type. The Kagetsu Villa is not his territory, and here, Peony's identity is somewhere between the player and the boss. The war was about to break out, which made He Yuting very nervous. The only person who was ecstatic was Qu Yanyang, who couldn't wait for the opposite player to have infighting, so he proposed with great interest: "Big brother, after all, you players have a small number, and if you really fight, I'm afraid you won't be able to get anything good." Seeing that Erlang Zhenjun was unmoved, he explained again and again: "I'm not saying that your strength is not good. You're a hero, a ruthless character at first glance, but your teammates ......"

A bunch of pig teammates, right? He Yuting secretly picked up this stubble. "Erlang, don't listen to him," He Yuting also began to blow the wind in her ears. "If you really want to distinguish it, the big boss at level ninety-five is the most difficult to deal with. If you have any disputes with Peony, it is better to discuss them first. ”

Qu Yanyang narrowed his eyes, and his gaze slid over He Yuting like a blade. His unusual killing intent not only made He Yuting deeply experienced, but even Erlang Zhenjun was shocked and glanced in his direction. Qu Yanyang hurriedly smiled all over his face: "I am definitely a fair person who stands on the weak side!" Don't listen to this little girl...... Lady, I have absolutely no bad intentions, I just want to suggest the big brother, after all, it is difficult to fight the majority with a minority, and your teammates on your side seem to be very greedy for life and afraid of death, so they can't give much help. ”

The living treasure trio is more or less ashamed, but the melon seeds that should be eaten still have to be swallowed, and the orange soda that should be snorted cannot be wasted.

He Yuting knew that Meat T and Blood Yin could not be counted on. Although Yao Qianyi assisted Erlang Zhenjun at all costs, his two fists were difficult to defeat with four hands. Before the fight started, the victory and defeat were already seen.

Qu Yanyang smiled and said, "Why don't I call two more helpers to help you?" He Yuting felt strange, who could Qu Yanyang call? Why did he have to be careful to get Jiro Zhenjun's consent? If He Yuting's previous thoughts were just idealistic guesses, but as soon as Qu Yanyang's voice fell, Erlang Zhenjun nodded slightly with an inexplicable smile on the corner of her mouth - this small action made her heart tremble violently, and an inexplicable chill climbed up her back. "Wait ......" She just wanted to stop it, but she saw Qu Yanyang show a happy expression, and then he whistled.

There was a faint howl in the distance, and as soon as a wolf howled, there were a succession of wolves responding. It depends on the situation, Qu Yanyang, the bastard bastard, didn't even recruit the Longtu guards! He Yuting was nervous, and saw a ripple in the lake in the distance. No, she was wrong. Not one, but one pushing a streak of water to flood this way. Small dots of flesh visible to the naked eye flew at a speed like light.

He Yuting's pupils shrank. It was just a moment of trance, and a white-bearded old monk holding a tin cane, wearing a hat, and dressed as a traveling monk had already flown over the entire lake, standing firmly beside Qu Yanyang. He Yuting's heart was cold. Then, sensing a shadow over her head, she looked up and saw a woman in a beautiful blue sleeveless robe, with a dress between a thousand flowers and a kimono, falling lightly. This woman's skills are obviously slightly inferior, and she flies lightly in the sky, but when she landed, she turned on her feet, and she almost crashed into Qu Yanyang's arms. Qu Yanyang was in a hurry, and grabbed the old monk in front as a shield. The girl screamed softly and stopped her feet in time.

Zhong Xuan Nian and Kuwabara Mori Jiulan! Two other bosses in the Senki Garden.

He Yuting was shocked - the dungeon boss should not be able to leave the divided territory. It's like Qu Yanyang wanted to step down the steps just now, but he was always caught back by the system. Why were Zhong Xunian and Kuwabara Mori Jiulan able to leave their area and go straight to Qu Yanyang's location? He Yuting was puzzled, and her intuition was inseparable from the slight nod of Erlang Zhenjun just now. But what is a good heads-up? No, it's a good group fight for a single boss?

She was still sighing, and she heard a thunderous whistling sound coming. It was the heavy sound of strong winds rubbing against natural currents and heavy objects breaking through the air. When He Yuting reacted, she only felt that it was dark in front of her. There was a loud bang, and a black shield taller than a person fell.

The third boss!

He Yuting's heartbeat stopped.

"Amitabha, good, good. The old man thought in vain. The old monk saluted with one hand, lifted his hat slightly, and looked gloomily along the brim.

Kuwabara Sen Jiulan's face was still a little gray, probably the sequelae of almost crashing into Zhong Xunian's arms just now. "In Shimomori Kuran!"

The black shield, which was more than a man tall, was moved half a minute, revealing an extremely masculine face. The person behind the shield has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a burly figure, and exudes a rigid aura. "Under Li Xuan," his voice was like muffled thunder, and it could rumble a hundred meters away. "I heard that someone came to kick the gym?" Li Jue's eyes showed a fierce light, and he couldn't wait to remove the faces on the opposite side one by one and sink them to the bottom of the lake.

Kick the gym?

He Yuting almost cried - this statement is too hypocritical - which boss is not kicked out by the player, but you can talk about it?