Chapter 22: The Beautiful Brother in a Skirt (1)
"Ask questions."
[Refuse to answer.] γ
"Keep asking questions, you can't refuse."
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111, who was forced to answer, felt that after his host went to do a task, he became a different person, not at all like the cute little cutie before, and he wouldn't call it a baby.
Huo Ning: "......"
When did he call this sand sculpture system baby? Did it not wake up?
As always, Huo Ning sat on the chair that suddenly appeared in the middle of it, looking up at the snow-white ...... Presumably the ceiling?
It's been three days since he was out of that so-called novice world.
Closing their eyes is Ji Zhujun, the island they have stayed on, and the things they have eaten together. I think more about these things than sudden deaths.
For three days, he didn't say a word, and 111 also knew that his current situation was not right, so he didn't dare to go up and provoke, so he could only cower and find a corner to hide, and by the way, peek to see if he still wanted to beat himself.
Don't be smuggled! 1. Always know everything!
Fingers unconsciously beat on the armrest, Huo Ning closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and said softly, "System." β
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The host finally summoned himself, and 111 felt that he was about to be laid off! Reason: The host is addicted to a daze and does not want to do the task.
Huo Ning stood up and stretched, and walked to a corner without looking back.
"Let's get started, next task, hurry up."
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I don't know why, it suddenly had a bad premonition.
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It was a familiar feeling of dizziness again, Huo Ning looked at the black unknown object wrapped around his wrist, and was silent for a while: "You ...... this task"
111 is very good: [Unless necessary, it will not appear, and at the same time turn on the shielding mode.] γ
The information was quickly passed into his mind, Huo Ning took a brief look at it, and suddenly the expression on his face was not quite right.
The original owner, Luo Ran, the head of the Immortal Dao and the first disciple of the Ethereal Sect, is quiet and indifferent, and he won't even let out a fart unless necessary.
[Mission Objective: Ensure the personal safety of Ji Dui (success in death is considered failure)]
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Mr. Huo: I think this system is messing with me.
111 was clever, and after watching the information and memories transmitted, he immediately slipped away with oil on the soles of his feet, and even Huo Ning ignored the kind of shouting, and there was no shadow when he swished.
Huo Ning smiled, and finally could only observe the situation around himself.
He was in the middle of a mountain, surrounded by lush greenery.
- though he doesn't know why he's here, the information doesn't say it.
The unknown object wrapped around his hand was his natal spirit sword, the legendary Excalibur Duanwu.
- It's a pity that it's ugly to look at.
Duan Wu trembled, feeling that this human being had suddenly gone crazy, otherwise how could he be aesthetically distorted and think it was ugly!
I can bear to scold, but I can't bear to question my appearance!!
Duan was lifeless, so it shook and cut Huo Ning's fingers that were arranging his sleeves.
End None: !!
Something happened, ahh
Duan Wudu was ready for his master to stuff it into the furnace and melt it and reforge a sword, but he saw Huo Ning licking the blood beads indifferently, and after looking at it warningly, he didn't move.
The corners of the lips were slightly raised, and the slightly pale lips were stained with blood, which actually had an amazing visual impact.
Demon, also glamorous.
And this look just happened to crash into Ji Dui's eyes.
He stared at the figure for a long time, and smiled, his eyes full of strange interest and possessiveness.
This bland-looking elder brother actually has a surprisingly attractive feeling.