It wasn't until a voice came that Mingtian lazily opened his eyes.

"Ding-dong."

"Please get out of the room within an hour."

"Disable items in the dungeon."

When the other guests arrived, the 3D surround sound finally stopped agreeing to make salted fish tomorrow.

I don't know how many people there are outside, and the movement is not small.

Isn't it really my sister?

Could it be that the world is linked?

Tomorrow day, tidy up your appearance and stand behind the railing.

Until a red figure entered the room, looking across the railing from Mingday.

Bright day's eyes lit up.

"Sister!"

Mingyang hurriedly walked to the railing, he grabbed the railing with his hand, and looked at Lin Qingyin who was holding a gun outside in surprise.

"Sister, isn't this dungeon a forbidden item?"

Lin Qingyin didn't have so much time: "Is the painting here for you?" ”

Mingday's confused face: "Painting? ”

Lin Qingyin turned around decisively.

"Hey! Sister, help me out! ”

Lin Qingyin simply jumped out of the window.

Da Da Da –

The residents who followed behind Lin Qingyin poured into the room, and the entire room was instantly crowded.

Shocked by Mingtian, he took half a step back.

And the inhabitants are mutated, and each of them has a lot of wounds.

Some have hollowed out their abdomen, some still have intestines, and some don't even have eyeballs, but they can still move normally.

The point is, it stinks.

Bright day: Breathe fragrant!

……

Lin Qingyin sat on the roof to rest.

The place where tomorrow is in the middle of the day is the last floor of the whole building.

The painting may have been ruined.

Lin Qingyin listened to the movement below and was indifferent.

The moon was as cool as water, falling on the girl in red on the roof.

Lin Qingyin's eyebrows were cold, and he took out a ribbon and tied it around his wrist.

Hopefully they'll meet again in the next invitational tournament.

Seeing Lin Qingyin's expression, Zero Zero was as quiet as a quail in the system space.

Things are finally going in a good direction.

One mountain does not tolerate two tigers, and the ancients did not deceive me.

Bang –

Lin Qingyin broke through the window.

Residents spotted their target and turned to it.

Boom –

A huge hole was blown out of the floor, and the small half of the inhabitants fell directly to the next floor.

The eyes of the bright day watching the play in the recliner froze.

Lin Qingyin sent all the residents in the inner enclosure below.

Then he made a teleportation in the doorway.

Residents are sent to the next floor unless they go through walls or climb windows.

The quality of this building is surprisingly good, none of this has collapsed.

Zero-Zero: ...... What's wrong, right?

"Sister, what are you...... Gunpowder? ”

Lin Qingyin looked at Mingyu with a deep gaze.

In the small space separated by the railing, tomorrow is lying in a recliner, leisurely.

Tomorrow's body is inexplicably cold.

Mingchen got down from the recliner and walked to the railing, smiling like a bright moon and a breeze: "Sister, it's hard work." ”

"What about paintings?"

Mingyang took out the painting: "Sister, I just found out that there is really a painting here, you rescue me, I will give you the painting." ”

The place outside the railing seemed to be demolished, and Lin Qingyin walked to the window and sat on the windowsill.

In the bright day, I saw the bright moon into the ink painting, and the ancient city reflected the green silk.

"Unfold."

"Sister...... Isn't that right? ”

Lin Qingyin sat on the windowsill and played with a knife in his hand.

"Sister, are you hanging?"

Why can I still use props?

Knock –

The knife rested on a railing, making a buzzing and trembling sound.

"Oh, it's my brother, it's not right, my sister, you just want to see the painting, what is this?"

Tomorrow is well-behaved, and the picture scroll will be unfolded.

Lin Qingyin's gaze fell on the scroll, paused for three seconds, and a warm smile appeared on his face.

Ming Tian also smiled: "Sister, you look so good when you smile." ”

Lin Qingyin held his chin, his smile became brighter and brighter, and the coldness faded, just like a delicate flower in the wind, and the green silk was slightly raised by the night breeze.

"Sister, don't laugh like that." Mingday's face turned red, "It's going to kill me." ”