Chapter 127: Doomsday Crisis (40)
γDrop! The pseudo-heroine's luck value has been reduced by 20 percent, and the current luck value is 35 percent! γ
When the cold mechanical sound of the system started, Qiyin was watching a play.
Yang Meng no longer has the vigor of the past, except for the thunder ability, which is more powerful than ordinary people, she basically has no backstage. But her temperament can't suffer, which has caused the current phenomenon.
Obviously, Yang Meng accidentally bumped into someone, but he glared at the other party impatiently, but the other party had a big backstage and a big temper, and then they quarreled. In the end, the fight began.
Yang Meng's character is not good, and the people in the entire base don't like her very much, except for some people. Her luck is getting lower and lower, which leads to her luck getting worse and worse.
After hearing the news that the other party's luck value had decreased, Qiyin was bored for a while. Before, he was still majestic and wanted to beat people up, but he found that when it was realized, everything became boring.
I just wanted to turn around and leave, but I heard a roar behind me.
"Xia Qing!"
Well? Who is Xia Qing?
Oh yes, it's me.
Qiyin looked over with a smile and said with schadenfreude: "Oh, isn't this Miss Yang?" How did you get to where you are now? What a pathetic! β
Yang Mengtie's face was blue, and her whole body was sore, if it weren't for the army coming over, she might still be beaten now.
And the source of everything is this slut in front of her!
"Xia Qing! What kind of grudge do I have against you? You're going to do this to me?! She admits that it was indeed her fault at first, but wasn't she punished later?
Why did fate be unfair to her again and again?
Why?!
"I'm a man, hold a grudge! If you offend me from the beginning, you will never have a good time in this life! Qiyin restrained his smile, a chill on his face.
She was like a demon from hell, her eyes were filled with ice and snow, and the wind made people shiver. The lips that were always hooked in the past were pursed into a line, and the red lips became more and more dazzling.
At that moment, Yang Meng felt that he had seen hell.
"You madman!"
"Huh!" With a chuckle, Qiyin returned to his previous appearance of being light and breezy, as if what he had just now was just a temporary illusion.
"There is no right or wrong in this world, only strong and weak, I am strong, so I dominate everything for you!" If you are weak, you can only be fish on the chopping board!
"Who the hell are you?" Yang Meng suddenly remembered his previous conjecture, "You also came here wearing books, right?" Isn't it good for you and me to join forces to defeat the heroine? Isn't it good for us to be the saviors of this world? β
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"Little Liuzi, is she crazy?"
[She thought you were wearing books like her......]
Qiyin looked at her with a stupid expression, "If you have a brain disease, you can be cured!" β
"Xia Qing! You're not a character in this book at all, so you're from the same world as me! The more Yang Meng spoke, the more stunned she became.
She felt that this woman's purpose was actually the same as her, but she killed people without seeing blood, and she borrowed the heroine's knife to kill people!
What a calculation!
Why? They all come by books, why are you more noble than me?
"Xia Qing, let's join forces!"
"Miss Yang, I don't understand what you're saying, but one thing is for sure, you can go to a mental hospital in this situation!"
[Host, don't let the other party know your true identity, otherwise you will be ostracized by the Heavenly Dao!] γγ
Fortunately, the fool only guessed about wearing the book, and didn't think of anything else.