With an unusual smile, Frans's eyes flashed red, and he said, "Let's have a fight, Libo Lisa"

"Okay," Liborisa agreed, unusually neatly, and she stepped out, and the two of them disappeared. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"How do I think Librisa is deliberately provoking Frans," Arthur said seeing how quickly Librisa agreed.

"She did it on purpose," said Sier, who had not spoken before, at this time, "It was a very interesting thing for her to see Frans angry with her, and she already knew what the consequences of doing this would be, so she agreed so neatly."

"This guy is really funny," Arthur was a little speechless.

Shruhl shrugged.

"Anyway, Frans can't beat Liborisa now" Arthur remembered that Frans's current strength was still sealed, and said, "This time Frans seems to be abused"

"Don't worry, Arthur," Wills said with a smile, "Frans has a lot of cards, and even now, Librisa won't be able to take advantage of her fighting, and she will even fall into disadvantage."

"Alas, no, you can fall into disadvantage in this situation" Arthur looked incredulous, but she knew that the higher the strength, the higher the gap at each level, with the difference in strength between Frans and Liborisa, Frans could still have the upper hand.

"Because Libo Lisa, this guy will deliberately release water" The corners of Sier's mouth raised slightly: "After all, this battle is not a battle with the enemy, so the two of them will still take a sip, but if you don't let Frans gain the upper hand and vent your anger, then maybe fighting Frans will really be regarded as fighting with the enemy, at that time, both Libo Lisa and Sier will lose a lot."

"Frans isn't so impulsive," Arthur said with some disbelief.

"Normally, no, but this time her anger is about to break through the critical value, and now she is so provoked by Libo Lisa, and she doesn't let Frans vent the fire during the battle, then it really will" Sier said: "Actually, Frans also knows that Libo Lisa will release water to let her vent her fire when she fights, otherwise she will not fight with Libo Lisa, after all, there are many ways to fight back against Libo Lisa"

"Hearing you say that, how do I feel that Librisa and Frans are mutually beneficial, as if they were calculated," Arthur said with some uncertainty as he touched his chin.

"Almost" Sier found a seat and sat down: "Libo Lisa already knew that this was the result, but she felt that the reward was worth it, so she added fuel to Frans's anger, and Frans was also provoked by Libo Lisa's anger and also knew how to fight back to vent all the anger, so she also fought, and on the whole it was a transaction." ”

"It's really complicated," Arthur listened loudly: "Listen to what you say, there are no coincidences at the level of the Demon Lord, there are no occasions, everything whether it is good or bad is under your control."

"Almost" Sier leaned back in his chair and said: "The level of wisdom of the Demon Lord is originally as vast as the universe, and when we encounter something, we will instinctively calculate almost all the possibilities, whether it is how we do it or how others do it, unless there is a special thing to interfere with, we will make mistakes."

"That's hopeless, after all, there are so few things that can make the level of the Demon Lord feel special," Arthur said.

"yes, but there's one in front of you," Sil said, looking at Arthur.

"You mean the system," saw Sil looking at himself, and Arthur knew what it was.

"That's right," Sil stared at Arthur with a deep look in his eyes, and said, "This system is not only special, but also unusually unknown."

In the early morning, the sun slowly rises in the east, shining its rays on the earth, and the rooster's crowing is heard as soon as the sun rises, and the sound is heard throughout half of the village of Lola.

Leslin, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, couldn't help but open his eyes when he heard the familiar rooster crow.

"So can't you crow later, big brother rooster, let me sleep a little longer" Sitting up from his amazing hard plank bed, Leslin complained in his heart about the rooster that the sun had just risen every day.

Looking out the window, Leslin was stunned for a moment before exclaiming, "It's another day."

Lifting the comfortable bedding and enduring a chill, Leslin quickly got dressed.

After a brief freshening up, Reslyn looked at herself in the mirror that she had bought with a month's salary.

The appearance of the young man in the mirror is neither handsome nor ugly, he belongs to the very ordinary kind, the kind of appearance that belongs to passer-by.

"That's it, it's really" Looking at himself in the mirror, Leslin has a sad feeling every time, after all, he was still a handsome guy before he crossed over, why did he become so ordinary after crossing, the same as passerby A.

Reslyn is a traverser, a very bitter traverser, a traverser who crashes into a tree and crosses.

He doesn't know why he will cross when he hits a tree, others are stoned to death when they cross, and after committing suicide, he just hit a tree, and he didn't even have a slight injury, but he crossed, so it depends on character to cross.

From the table next to him, he took a piece of brown bread that he bought yesterday, this is Reslin's breakfast, looking at his breakfast, the black bread does not look like the hardness of bread at all, and Reslyn wants to throw it away.

If it weren't for the lack of money, Reslyn would never eat this kind of black bread, which is also called bread, don't joke, to say that it is bread is simply an insult to the word bread, this kind of bread that is hard enough to be used as an iron rod as long as anyone with a little money will not eat it.

"Nima, I'm a time-traveler anyway, why do I mix so badly" As a time-traveler, according to the plot in the novel, it's not good to travel to the other world, and I haven't crossed over for three years and eat black bread again, why do I still eat black bread after three years.

Poured a glass of water, dipped the black bread in some water, Reslyn took a bite, the black bread thing can't bite at all without a little water, Reslin still remembers the first time he ate black bread after crossing, he didn't know how to eat, he bit directly, Reslin still remembered the feeling after biting at that time, toothache, tooth pain, as if he had extracted a tooth without anesthetic.

With a kind of disgust, Reslyn finished eating the black bread and looked at the remaining three black breads, this is Leslin's lunch and dinner today, it looks a little shabby, but there is no way, there is no money.

Walking out of his one-bedroom home, Arthur locked his door, although it was completely unnecessary, after all, his family was poor, and the money was all on him, and the black bread that could be used as an iron rod in the house was gone, and there was nothing to do before, and Reslyn estimated that if the thief entered, he would be dumbfounded.

Despite this, it was already a habit that he had developed in his previous life to lock the door when he went out, so Reslin still locked the door.