Lin Qingyin asked leisurely: "Do you want to give points?" If you don't want to, do you want to choose a way to die? ”

The werewolf boss returned to his human appearance, he glared at Lin Qingyin, and a pair of beast eyes were cold in the sun.

Lin Qingyin put down the hand that supported her chin, she leaned back in the chair, and wrapped her arms around: "Have you forgotten the lesson I taught you when we first met?" ”

Werewolf Boss: ......

Woohoo woo.

The audience watching from a distance was surprised to find that the boss suddenly languished a little.

……

The feasters of the main city were still in a hurry.

There are four seasons in the main city, and the autumn wind blows, and it is late autumn at this time.

There were more and more people in the main city who participated in the high-class feasts, but the madmen were still with them.

There seems to be a consensus among the madmen that some people are responsible for disrupting the lower fields and others are responsible for the higher ones, and the division of labor is vague but strangely clear.

In addition to those madmen, there is also a person who is known for abusing the boss with every copy.

"Then who's going to go in for a month, right? It hasn't come out yet, is it dead? ”

"I guess it's dead, this game is so ......" stingy.

The person who answered did not dare to finish.

Then who has to provoke the boss every dungeon, the game system is so stingy, don't you have to kill her?

If the game system continues to endure it, what difference is this from allowing others to and pee on its head.

The companion "coughed", and the attendees realized that they had muttered the analogy.

When the companion thought of something, he suddenly felt a little regretful: "I heard that her strength is quite good, and she can bring low-level people to the banquet to have a copy." ”

"Those who need to be taken to the banquet should die or die."

They didn't learn anything else in this game, but the truth of the weak being eaten by the strong was ten out of ten.

Two diners were walking down the street, and someone crossed them and blended in with the flow of people in front of them.

The man wore a mask, her hair tied up in a neat ponytail, and she walked slowly with her hands in her pockets.

The rumored strange banquet attendee, with a mask on her face, must be in her pocket when she walks, she is not in a hurry, and her posture is leisurely.

When she wants to enter the dungeon, she goes to the service point to provoke the gatekeeper robot, as if it were a teleportation point.

The two attendees silently closed the microphone: ......

She didn't die.

And the flow of people in front of him also had an eerie pause of a few seconds.

"Hey, big guy! Big guy! Wait for me! ”

The two banquet attendees who had spoken before only felt that a gust of wind was blowing around them, and a middle-aged man like a ball ran over.

Two Attendees: ???

How did this man manage to have an inverse ratio to his weight and speed?

"I have to thank the big guy for saving my dog's life! Boss, don't you have a place to live yet, I'll use my points to open one for you. ”

"No, I have, you can go."

"Huh? Boss, do you have a place to live? I thought your points were still negative, big guy. ”

Lin Qingyin: ......

That's not it, it's zero.

"Big guy, I have to give you something."

Lin Qingyin quickened his pace: "Then send a basket of fruits to the front desk of the service point, and say that I sent it." ”

Middle-aged man: ......

Big guy, you're embarrassing me.

Lin Qingyin waved his hand, slightly chic.

"Boss, I'll give you a message."

The middle-aged man caught up with Lin Qingyin.

……

In the park, Lin Qingyin and a middle-aged man sat on a swing.

Lin Qingyin sat sideways on the swing board, and she faced the middle-aged man through the chains.

Lin Qingyin crossed his legs, his arms around his chest, and his back was straight.

Middle-aged man: ......

The big guy can't learn this posture.