I sat in a daze for a while, and sure enough, there was a commotion outside.

Swan turned to look at Nals, "Go take a look outside." ”

The latter nodded, rushed out, and it didn't take long for him to turn back again, "Indeed, Severangelo was killed in the courtyard of the mansion, and Devin Marino was judged to be missing, and there were a large number of human ashes in the room. ”

Swan was satisfied: "Well done, the pay will be sent to your estate later." ”

"Okay, I'll leave if it's okay." Too lazy to sit down any longer, Lin Huang turned around and left.

After walking around the house for a while, I finally found a few friends who were in the post-banquet stage, and Ma Ge was slumped on the sofa, with a few large wine bottles next to him.

Lin Huang looked at his hooves, not knowing what operation it took to pick up the bottle.

"Okay, salted fish, it's almost over, let's go back." As he spoke, Lin Huang pulled Su Chengyue up: "I don't want to find a teleportation mage for the time being, I'm afraid that the one before is a scalper, so you should open the door." ”

Su Chengyue was silent for a while, nodded, and took out the familiar portal device again.

Lin Huang looked at it carefully, this kind of device will automatically construct a portal as soon as it is thrown out, no matter how you look at it, it should belong to the kryptonite props, could it be that the elf still has a system?

So who is the main character?

Su Chengyue is suspected of being the protagonist, and she must not let her be in danger from now on

One of the effects of the protagonist's aura is that when the protagonist encounters danger, he will automatically sacrifice a teammate on the field to save the day.

"What do you think?" Zhenxia patted Lin Huang's body: "Let's go." ”

"Oh." Stopping the increasingly strange delusions, Lin Huang then walked into the portal.

After several rounds of passing, I finally returned to the manor, but why was there a strange guy standing at the door?

The man at the door was looking around, and suddenly he saw this side, and then strode over and touched the crotch of his pants.

As soon as the Qianxu knife was halfway drawn, the man took out a letter from his crotch and handed it to Lin Huang.

Lin Huang glanced at the envelope with disgust and motioned to Brother Ma.

Brother Ma picked up the letter with a mouthful, so the man turned around and left.

"Wait, who are you?" Lin Huang stopped him.

"Bren's messenger."

"Oh."

Brother Ma, who is not a picky eater, made another great contribution today, and opened the crotch envelope with his mouth and horseshoe.

Lin Huang picked up the letter paper and glanced at it.

"I've made a weapon and I'm now bothering with something and need your help. - Bren"

"He didn't even give him a chance to reply." Lin Huang threw down the letterhead.

"Are you going?" Su Chengyue asked first.

"Go, I want to see if it's really interesting weapons."

"We're just back." Qianxu said, "Why don't you stay and talk?" ”

Lin Huang smiled indifferently: "Life is not only about what is in front of you, but also about poetry and distance." ”

Hearing this, Brother Ma's heart was shocked, and he trembled on the spot.

Qianxu "cut" it, "Pretending to be forced again, and the sewer is at the foot of the mountain, isn't it far away at all?" ”

"Romance in your heart, travel wherever you go." Lin Huang picked up Nastya and resolutely walked out.

Looking at his back, Zhenxia was puzzled: "Has he always been like this?" ”

Qian Xu and Su Chengyue nodded at the same time.

Su Yujing's face was full of helplessness: "I really don't understand the young people now." ”

"To sum up" Brother Ma relieved himself from the ** and interjected: "Let's continue the banquet, I haven't drunk enough just now." ”

"Good!" Several girls were in high spirits.

Compared with the few friends who were sitting in the mansion for a banquet, the sewer where Lin Huang was located looked unprecedentedly shabby.

Stepping over a few dead people who didn't know what the story was, Lin Huang walked smoothly to the Brun family.

"That's fast, welcome." Bren turned his chair around.

Lin Huang's eyes were subtle, and when he was on Earth before, he often saw the news that others were chrysanthemums opened by this kind of liftable swivel chair.

"So, what are you talking about as a weapon?"

"I knew you were interested, come here." Bren stood up and beckoned to him.

Following Bren into the side room, Lin Huang realized that his sewer mansion was really a mansion.

It's not a side room at all, it's a long hallway.

After following Bren around for a while, Lin Huang couldn't help asking, "Are you so good at recognizing your way?" ”

"Of course," Bren pushed open a door next to him, "this is my house, how can I not remember?" ”

Lin Huang followed him in, it was a huge empty room with a spectacular object standing in the middle.

In simple terms, the object consists of two balls and a rod.

"Yes." Lin Huang walked over and reached out to touch the pure white ball, which was very hard to the touch, metal, but not cold.

Bren also walked over: "I had this idea as soon as I lowered my head when I took a shower at noon yesterday, so I made it, how about it?" ”

"Keep your head down? Okay, so what's the trouble you're talking about? Lin Huang looked up at the towering barrel again, and it looked really domineering.

"Name, it's rare to create such a domineering and romantic weapon with a man's feelings, and I can't take out a domineering name." Bren sighed.

"Huh? Create? Isn't this an imitation? Lin Huang was stunned.

"Imitations? How can it be? ”

"No, look," Lin Huang slapped the sphere: "Isn't this the New Armstrong Roundabout Acceleration Jet Armstrong Cannon?" ”

"What? You say the new Armstrong Gyro acceleration jet Armstrong cannon? That's how it feels! Bren put his hands in his crotch.

Just when Lin Huang thought that he was going to take out the creative prototype of this cannon, Bren wrote frantically with a pen in his left hand and a talisman in his right hand.

"New Armstrong Gyro Acceleration Jet Armstrong Cannon, Naming Complete!" After quickly finishing the run, Bren jumped onto the stick and reached out to touch it, and the whole cannon suddenly lit up with a dazzling light.

If there are too many slots, you won't vomit.

Lin Huang shook his head: "How is it now?" ”

"The mood is high."

"Then I'm leaving." Lin Huang waved his hand, hiding his merit and fame.

"You go back first, thank you for your assistance, the problem that has plagued me all day has finally been solved." Bren tapped on the shaft, "I'll make a few new cannons in a few days and send them to your manor." ”

"This can be there." Lin Huang's eyes lit up.