The anti-theft chapter of the second chapter, Zur Graib is here, I'm going to go shopping in Black Wing, the little red dragon, we are here. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

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I'm an undead thief, she's a dwarf mage.

In the 70s, I met her in Kui Island and was doing her daily life, wearing a T4 suit, I sneaked and tailgated, sneak attack, flash, dark step, ice ring, ice gun, cloak...... The clouds flowed, and then I lay down.

I've never missed a single kill at Qui, Ogy

I am also a rare opponent at the door of 4+4, the people of the rivers and lakes are called thieves, what is the first server S4 warrior shaman priest druid or something, easy to abuse to burst!

But this time I missed.

I don't believe in evil anymore, do it again, sneak attack, flash, dark step, ice ring, ice gun, cloak...... The clouds flowed, and then I lay down again.

I fought her all night and had a 27-86 record.

After the Guild Sunwell event, we called a few people who didn't go offline to besiege her together, Hunter Mark, Frost Shock, Interception, Deadly Throw, Death Entanglement, she drove the mana shield and flashed the ice ring all the way to throw us away, we searched the entire Kui Island and didn't find her, I guess she must have returned to the city, or went to the hero platform to farm white chickens.

For the next half month, I kept killing on Kui Island

people, but she was never seen again.

I miss her very much, every time I see someone doing my daily life from afar, sneaking past to see her, and every time I look at the corpse on the ground after I am done, I feel sad.

A group of casual players who haven't been on JJC 2000 don't understand my loneliness.

Later, I opened 3.0.

One night I was about to call it a day and go to bed after killing the 600th man, when suddenly a group of trumpets in the guild shouted, "There are no more tubas, we are being bullied in Nagrand!"

People who don't play PVP don't understand my excitement at that time.

I asked them what was going on, and they said that they were a group of 5 69 paladins preparing to do an arena mission, and they saw a dwarf mage pulling more than 20 ogres in a snowstorm, and a few of them looked at the mage half-blood and wanted to take advantage of it, but she was a wave of A.

And they guarded their corpses, and now they will have to wait 2 minutes for them to come back to life.

I had a vague feeling that this mage was her.

I rode my iron-clad Void Dragon and flew to the taunt's skull

Ruins, she was there, pulling dozens of ogres in a blizzard, and my tears of excitement immediately flowed, how many days and nights of thinking about it.

I sneaked up and was about to sneak attack her half-blooded, when suddenly a golden light flashed on her body, and she jumped out of the achievement "Kureni of Affair", it turned out that she was here to brush sheep, and I was startled and thought that an S2 punishment rider came out from behind her.

She seems to be in a relaxed mood, at this time she should be the most defenseless, I can't miss the opportunity, I made a move, sneak attack, flash, dark step, ice ring, ice gun, cloak...... The clouds flowed, and then I lay down.

The black-and-white picture that I haven't seen for a long time suddenly feels so kind.

Resurrected stealth, made up for poisoning. She is still in the same place, eating bread, does she like me too?

I took advantage of her blue before it was full, and made a sneak attack, followed by a bleeding. Hey? No, why didn't she flash, and said yes, wahaha, I reacted, she must be stuck, I cut hard.

Suddenly she moved, I'm, slow down! Cloak!

Decelerate! Arcane barrage! Arcane barrage! Flowing water!

And then I died.

*#!*##, paralyzing Cheofa, too ruthless.

I lay on the ground and watched as she summoned the Void Dragon and soared into the sky.

You go gently, waving your sleeves without taking a cloud with you......

I suddenly felt a sense of happiness and I realized that I loved her even more.

Later, I opened the alliance trumpet to chat with her.

I asked her how she was so good at it, and she told me because she never used an ice pick.

I don't understand, she said you'll understand one day.

I'm still killing people in Koh Qui as always.

Silently waiting for WLK.

Finally one day I couldn't wait and I told her I liked her.

She said that she liked me too, she said that she liked the handsomeness of the undead man, and she liked the feeling that I stabbed her in the back but couldn't stab her.

We talked a lot that night.

Three days later, a level 70 necromancer was standing

In front of me, tell me, come to PK.

I looked at her gear, she was dressed in blue and green, and I said no.

She said, torture to death you believe it or not.

I decided to give her something to try, Sneak, Sneak, Flash, Dark Step, Ice Ring, Ice Gun, Cloak, ...... Flowing water!

I'm on my knees!

It's unbelievable!

I said her, who are you?

She smiled and said, I've come to the tribe to find someone I like, and I'm going to protect someone I like.

Then we waited together, WLK.

We teamed up to level up and got the first 80 achievement on the server.

I focused on playing JJC, and she focused on playing copies.

I said, your PK skills are so good, why don't you hit JJC and get a few toughness suits.

I don't need resilience, she said.

Why?

Because I never used icicles.

I don't understand.

Someday you'll understand.

Their guild took all the first kills on the server.

Later, I opened the ICC, and a month later I asked her why your equipment has not changed.

She said that there were too many guild mages, and it was difficult to get equipment.

I said, aren't you a group that rushes the schedule, you are the first in DPS every time, why don't you give you equipment.

She said, there are 13 mages in a regiment, and the equipment is taken in turns, and when they all take it, no one will rob me of foreign objects.

I thought about it, too.

Our feelings are getting stronger and stronger.

She sang to me in YY, and her voice was very beautiful, like a lark singing.

She cared about me and mailed me clothes when it was cold.

The only regret is that she never videos with me.

I wanted to know what kind of beautiful face should be behind this beautiful singing.

Yesterday, I bought a train ticket to her city.

With a box of *** in her pocket, she knocked on the door of her house, and a beautiful girl in a wheelchair opened the door.

She only had one arm, and I suddenly understood something.

I said, I'm a thief god, I think you're crazy, I'm coming to you.

We hugged each other tightly.

She let me in and told me her story.

I burst into tears when I heard it, I really loved her, and I didn't care if she was disabled or not.

But my parents must not have agreed that I should marry a disabled person and come home.

I'm so confused, can you tell me how to do it?