Piger's reaction startled Sem on the sidelines. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info In normal times, this husky wouldn't even bother to deal with strangers, but today it was unusual, and took the initiative to attack others.

"What the hell is going on?" Sam shook his head, "The mind of a dog is as hard to guess as the mind of a girl. ”

The sluggish guy blasted Pigie away, and when he saw that the goblin fat man was all right, he almost turned away. Fortunately, the light reflected by the silver coin on the ground flickered in the corner of his eye, causing him to involuntarily shift his gaze to the money bag on the side.

"Wait a minute!" Sem suddenly stopped the fat man who wanted to get up and collect the silver coins, and then quickly walked over and picked up the money bag on the ground, "This money bag - it seems to be mine, and these silver coins, twenty-one in all. ”

Sam looked up at the fat man.

"Yours?" The goblin fat man looked a little dazed after being frightened, "Oh, yes, it's not mine. ”

"But the money bag fell from you." Sem stood up and moved his fingers.

"It did fall off me." As if sensing some kind of danger approaching, the fat man arched his body a little warily, "But it's not my money." ”

"That's what you stole it?"

If a fact is laid out there, then any explanation will be futile. The goblin fat man, who knew this rule well, felt that there was no need to explain it any further, and his right hand quickly touched his lower back.

But nothing was touched.

Outside the shop, Pije wore a delicately woven cowhide rope around his neck, and at the bottom of the rope was a sharp blade inlaid with colorful orbs. As standard equipment for stalkers, this dagger coated with poison on the blade is always carried around, but unfortunately it didn't come in handy this time.

Looking at this intricately carved gadget, Pigier concluded that it was worth a lot of money, and even had a desire to find out where it came from.

"My knife!" The fat man looked back with a look of incredulity.

"Here we are!"

Sem flew up and kicked the fat man who had just turned his head directly to the condiment shelf, and then he swung his fist and slammed it until the fat man's mouth and nose were bleeding, and finally stopped under the persuasion of Mrs. Melville, who came in a hurry.

Pije, who was hiding in the distance, was stunned. He only knew that the low-level stalkers of Black Iron had no ability, but he didn't know that they were so weak.

The patrolman on a tall horse soon dared to come and took Sem and the dying goblin fat man away.

【Ding Dong!】 Congratulations on completing the quest "Planting Blame is a Traditional Virtue of the Night Race", with an overall rating of Perfect, and you will receive three Skill Points. Judging from the completion of this task, the creatures of the Night Race are indeed unprincipled. Change the task ...... below]

It's not uncommon for the system to complain about Piger, but when it comes to saying that he doesn't pay attention to principles, Piger feels unconvinced.

That's right, he really doesn't understand what the purpose of this goblin's activities here is, but isn't this kind of thing "planting blame" just the task that your system gave me? I don't speak of principles, but it's not because of you.

After upgrading to version 2.0, the Diablo Honor system seems to be getting smarter and smarter. This made Piger feel very uneasy, as if the stone he usually saw suddenly could speak, not a novelty, but a strangeness.

Moreover, the system always evaluates Piger's daily tasks with a certain sarcasm, giving Piger the feeling that the system exists not to improve his abilities or help him return to the Atlantean plane, but to test how dehumanizing he can be.

Look at the unfinished daily tasks, oh my God-

[Come on the haze, return with the fun: When you are furious, how many humans can you kill in one minute?] Give it a try. Gain 1 skill point for up to 10, 2 skill points for 11-20, and 3 skill points for 21 or more. 】

[It's better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let one go: Legend has it that one in every thousand humans has a rare blood type, and if you kill a thousand humans in a row, how many of them will have the owner of a rare blood type?] 1 gains 1 skill point, 2 gain 2 skill points, and 3 or more gain 3 skill points. 】

[Human Twilight: Successfully provoke a world war in the original plane, and you can obtain all the skill points needed to directly enter the final trial.] 】

【Real Thousand. Person. Slash: ......]

These missions are pressed to the bottom of all missions, and are mostly related to mass killing, and in Pidger's opinion, almost all of them are desane. What's even more terrifying is that all tasks don't talk about cause and effect. "Why kill? Why provoke a world war? There is only one answer to these questions: systematic random tasks.

What kind of punishment will happen to the goblin fat man named Dasco Popov next is not a matter of concern to Piger. He only hoped that he would never see another alien creature until he returned to the Atlantean plane.

"Meow!"

Betty stepped out of it lightly, her blue eyes looking at Pige, and then she lunged forward and jumped onto Piger's back with unmistakable accuracy, and her body never moved again, except for her head turning to the side from time to time.

This is the reason why Piger and Betty are regarded as the best CPs by people in the western suburbs. At first, it was a little awkward, but now Piger is used to swaggering around the market like this every day. It couldn't be helped, after all, it was the fastest way for him to absorb the Light.

However, not long after they walked out of the store, they suddenly heard someone in front of them shouting, "Pippi! ”

Ha?

Betty kicked hard in her back and slipped away.

Before Piger could raise his head, the shadow of a water tank appeared in his mind, and then the tank slowly deformed, shrinking slightly inward up and down, outlining a ravine, roughly forming a human figure - unfortunately, the middle part was not included at all.

"Pipsqueak!"

The slight vibration from the paw pad told Pigie that if he didn't react now, it wouldn't be so easy to be caught by the perverted chubby chick for a while.

Then, Piger pretended to have just heard the same, and looked up.

"Whew-"

The sound of a whirlwind sweeping. A dark shadow flashed in front of him, and then Pije felt his entire body suddenly go weightless.

Pigie's face darkened, and he felt like all the hair on his body was about to explode. If you just pick him up, you may be able to bear it, because after all, the fat girl's body is soft and comfortable.

But the other party's behavior is clearly more than that.

"Pippi, wood--ma-"

This "water tank", which combines the characteristics of fetishism, narcissism and a penchant for heavy food movies, will smack Piger twice on his mouth every time she sees him, with her mouth that has eaten fried scorpion hairy eggs and cold silkworm chrysalis, but the hand strength is so strong that every time Piger experiences this, there is a kind of violent molestation. A sense of humiliation.

[Alice Gibson, Light Elf, Level 56 Silver High Ranger/Archer/Dancer......]

As a branch of the larger species of elves, both the Light Elves and the Night Elves inherited from their ancestors the characteristics of being able to sing and dance, and being dexterous and lively. They have the most beautiful voices in the world, and their ability to feel art, the occult, and literature far surpasses that of other races, and they can use their beauty to the extreme, even when they are in battle.

The reason why it is divided into two branches, light and night, is said to be because the elf is a creature separated from the body of a creator god after his death, and the sunny side has a whiter complexion, and the shaded side has a very dark complexion. Later, the differences between the two elves grew, and one decided to believe in the Light, while the other did not hesitate to turn to the Night camp. As a result, the two elves who were originally born from the same root were completely opposed.

Just as the Orcs are often unjustifiably referred to as "beast-headed and human-human mongrels", the Elves are often secretly replaced by another nickname by other races because of their origins.

Maggots in the literary circle.

When Alice, the so-called "most literary race", first pointed her lips at Piger, the latter almost bared her teeth and gritted it, but finally had to give up this move in Anne's admonishing eyes. That's where Pije gets Alice Ling. The beginning of abuse.

"Pippi is such a well-behaved dog, how cute he is to see him ignore people!" Alice once described Piger's ignorance of her, and was even happier to see Piger baring his teeth at her, "Ah, Pipsqueak is still grinning!" ”

"Hey, in fact, I also like dogs, but because I like them so much, I'm afraid of doing something too much, so I have to get a cat instead." The devil knows what Alice is referring to by "going too far", but since then, Piger has deliberately avoided being alone with the fat chick - it is too dangerous.

While Pije was struggling in Alice's arms, another girl not far away had squatted down slightly, letting Betty lick greedily in the palm of her hand, and let out a crisp laugh from time to time.

Piggie wanted to look that way, but Alice's face was so big that it blocked all his vision.

"Pipsqueak, I didn't expect us to be back so soon. Ha, it's because I'm worried about you that I ended the summer camp early. Let's see if I'm pretty, sister! Alice's arms were tightly wrapped around Pige's body, and her breasts kept squeezing around Piger's body, looking very happy, "I didn't expect you and Betty to come out to meet us, what a coincidence." ”

Whoever greets you is the grandson. Pije thought as he tried to turn his head to the other side.

"Angels love beauty", just listen to such a vulgar name to know what grade the event is. This week-long summer camp under the banner of "fitness weight loss plasticity" has no other effect than to tann the fat girl in front of her.

Just when Piger felt a little depressed, Anne's little face was already showing from the side.

Because the weather was so hot, Anne carefully curled her hair and tied a small ball at the back of her head, revealing her smooth forehead. The white half-sleeved shirt with a light blue long skirt is very simple and fresh.

Seeing Pigey, who was tormented by the light elf Alice, looking at this side, the corners of Anne's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a seemingly innocent but very charming smile.

The eyes of the people around them melted all at once.

No matter where she is, Anne, who is like a small sycamore, will always attract the attention of the surroundings. Whether it is a man who loves to change his heart or a woman who loves to be jealous, when he sees this little girl, he will have a feeling of wanting to be close.

Let the good feel transparent, and the adulterous will feel charming.

Such a woman is destined to be an extremely dangerous existence.