"Are you leaving?" The dust girl was still the first to ask Mo Fan's opinion, "Why don't you go to the fourth floor first?" If it's a monster we can't deal with, we'll run away through the exit? ”

"If there's a monster on the fourth floor that I can't even deal with, do you think you'll be able to escape?" Mo Fan raised his eyebrows and asked. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Let's go, then." The dust girl said a little discouraged.

She knew that Mo Fan's words were not sarcastic to her, what she said was indeed the truth, she already had a deep understanding of Mo Fan's strength, if there was a monster on the fourth floor that Mo Fan couldn't deal with, she wouldn't be able to escape at all.

As for what to say to let Mo Fan go up to explore the road first, she hid below, and ran away when she saw that the situation was wrong, it would be pure nonsense, she and Chen Qiwu stayed for no purpose at all, but would only add trouble.

"Then I'll go first!" Chen Qiwu had long had enough of this copy, and with his strength, even if he stayed, it would be useless, and it would be impossible to get any benefits.

Leave early and get rewards early, isn't it beautiful? The reason why he waited for a while was to see if Mo Fan needed his help, but now it seems that there is none.

Just before Chen Qiwu was about to enter the White Light Gate, he suddenly turned his head again and said, "Fanfan, wait until the mission is over, add friends and then get in touch, thank ......."

"Got it, get out of here." Mo Fan was very impatient, and kicked Chen Qiwu on the ass before the other party could finish speaking, and kicked the other party into the light gate.

"Then I'll ...... too" The dust girl bit her lower lip, with a trace of tangle on her face, walked to the light door, put her hands behind her back, her fingers were entangled nervously, and she pulled a strand of naughty hair behind her ear, and finally mustered up her courage, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes.

But because he still felt a little shy, he turned his head embarrassedly, turned his back to Mo Fan and said, "Mo Fan, you can add a friend after you go out later......"

But before she finished speaking, she was kicked in the ass by Mo Fan and flew into the light gate, and she could vaguely hear her angry roar from the light gate: "Mo Fan, you are really a dog!" I hate you......"

"Where do you get so much!"

After getting rid of the two troubles, Mo Fan felt relaxed, his mood was inexplicably happy, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The only regret in my heart is that I can't kick the dust girl for the second time, and the kick just now was on the other party's ass, reasonable, soft, and cool.

If God could give him a chance to do it all over again, he would definitely ...... Kick it twice!

Although the length of this copy was a bit excessive, Mo Fan did not feel tired at all, and his heart was full of unfinished business.

Mainly because of the atmosphere of this copy that he likes very much, it's like a child has just gotten a fun toy, how can he feel tired if he can't play enough?

Since he hasn't played enough, of course he won't leave here, judging from the height of this temple, I don't know how many floors there are on it, which is enough for him to have enough!

As for whether he will accidentally die on it, Mo Fan doesn't care, it's just a game, it's just fun, if everything is just for that reward, it will be too boring.

For him, it is a real enjoyment to have fun and get a high amount of rewards at the same time!

The strength of the golem head on the third floor is already strong to that extent, and the strength of the monster on the fourth floor will definitely only be stronger, so Mo Fan walked slowly up the stairs, with a little vigilance in his steady steps.

In a few moments, his head was almost above the height of the ceiling, but this time the entrance to the passage above was sealed by a wooden board.

Mo Fan had to reach out to top the board above, but it was unexpectedly easy, and it almost didn't take much force to easily lift the board above his head.

His head had barely poked a little up, and when he looked through the gap between the plank and the floor, a pair of red shoes appeared silently in front of him, or rather, the red shoes had always been there.

It wasn't leather shoes or heels, it was a pair of red cloth shoes that looked somewhat similar to the kind of paper cloth shoes that were burned to the dead.

It looks a little ugly, but it's a little weird. Looking up along the shoes, a pair of white calves like jade did not match this ugly pair of shoes.

When ordinary people saw this scene, they would probably be startled, but Mo Fan raised the wooden board above his head and looked up along his calves, as if he wanted to know what the owner of these beautiful legs looked like.

Instead of seeing the twisted and hideous grimace of the imagination, the owner of these little beautiful legs was a little girl who looked to be about eleven or twelve years old.

The incomparably delicate facial features without powder, especially the pair of big eyes that are bright and bright, give people the first feeling that can only be described by the word amazing.

The contrast between her long hip-length hair and her fair and flawless skin makes her flat figure look glamorous and attractive.

It's like a little Lori who came out of a comic, and she can't find flaws, especially the skin, which is so good that it's an exaggeration.

Mo Fan has never seen skin like this in real life, every inch of skin is like an inch of beautiful jade, delicate and flawless.

The only flaw on Lori's body is probably what she wears, which is similar to shoes, a kind of clothing that burns for the dead.

Judging from Mo Fan's aesthetics, these clothes and shoes are really ugly to the extreme, but I can't stand the beauty of people, and when I wear it on the beautiful little Lori, there is a strange sense of beauty.

It's really in response to the old saying: If you look good, you can look good in anything!

At this time, this beautiful little Lori was standing on it, smiling faintly at Mo Fan, and the pair of big eyes narrowed into crescents, which was really a beautiful exaggeration.

"Little brother, what are you doing?"

Little Lori's voice is crisp and ethereal, and it sounds like people are about to get pregnant.

"I want to come up." Mo Fan smiled gently.

"That's right." Little Lori stretched out her white and tender fingers, lightly tapped her delicate nose and said, "Okay, then you can come up, but little brother, you have to be honest." With that, he slowly took two steps back.

"Don't worry." Mo Fan swore solemnly, "I have grown so big, I have never seen anyone more honest than me, my character is definitely trustworthy!" ”

As he spoke, he had already pushed away the wooden plank above his head and stepped onto the fourth floor, only to find that this floor was completely devoid of the gloom of the other floors, but with a little warmth, like a little girl's boudoir.

(PS: I vouch for my personality, there will be no day ghost plot in the next chapter, and you can eat it with confidence.) (To be continued.) )