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It has been a long time since I started to perform the task and now I think about it carefully, and I have changed from a newcomer to an old man, which has really changed too much for Chang'an.

But there are always things that people can't change, such as nature!

Xue Fatzi is a casual person, since he and Chang'an have the same smell, he has also become a two-dimensional fanatic, and has successfully evolved into a dead house.

"Break away from Europe, get out of Europe, get out of Europe!"

On the sofa in the hall, Xue Fatzi was holding a mobile phone in his hand, his expression was solemn at this time, and his fingers were drawing something on the mobile phone screen!

Haste as a law...... He suddenly yelled, and the screen of his phone suddenly flashed.

“SSR！ Oh my God! ”

As if feeling a great surprise, Fat Xue collapsed directly from the sofa to the ground, and for a while he rolled on the ground with excitement!

"Huh? What's wrong with you, fatty? Upstairs, Chang An and Yan Yueyan walked down, looking at Xue Fatzi's virtue, they always felt very curious, and at this time, the woman in black on the side smiled: "He seems to have drawn some SSR when he played the game just now." ”

“SSR？ What is that? Yan Yueyan looked puzzled.

"What!" Chang'an on the side had already rushed up to pick up Xue Fatzi, pulling him by the collar, Chang'an roared angrily: "Say, what did you draw?" ”

Xue Fatzi's face was sweet at this time, and he didn't mind looking at the fierce Chang'an: "...... Ibaraki"

He spoke softly.

"Die! Bastard!! ”

Throwing him away fiercely, Yan Yueyan looked at Chang'an who rushed upstairs on the side, as if she saw the tears in the corners of his eyes.

"I'll go, what game can make him so gaffe?"

"I don't know." The woman in black shook her head.

……

In the next few days, everything was peaceful, and they had a good relationship with the people of the mortal squad, and the interaction between the two squads was frequent, although there were not so many tasks to squander, but the woman in black would always take the trouble to help them pass on the word to each other.

Luo Qingli has gradually improved in the attainment of plants, the last task was completely relying on the seeds of Futong, she didn't want to drag her down like this anymore, and Futong has been guiding her all this time.

Besides, when young people reach this age, something will happen, Ning Fan and Feng Rou look at their signs as if they are a little dry and hot, but in most cases, it is only Feng Rou who comes to him, because Ning Fan is still too troublesome after all, and has always refused her discussion, which makes Feng Rou angry.

In the hotel of the mortal life team, Nan Yi persuaded Feng Rou bitterly, saying that the world of the two people is different, one is in 2017 and the other is in 2005, if you marry in the past, you will be an aunt, Ning Fan is in the timeline of this world, he is still a child or something!

Then he was beaten by Feng Rou.

In fact, there are always people who are very persistent in something, such as games, since the last time Xue ** drew SSR, he drew another one, this Chang'an can't bear it at all, and basically put his month's salary in, krypton gold, dead krypton! However, it is of no use, Africans are Africans after all!

There are a few monks in the Buddha team, Chang'an and they have more or less heard a little bit of it, in short, they are six perverts! When Bai heard that those monks had also suffered a big loss at the hands of Chang'an, his expression was also a little surprised, he could make them suffer, and the six-person team in front of him was already like that.

Whether they can get out alive or not, Chang'an they don't think about it, and they support each other to survive, which is already their best expectation.

When the time comes to New Year's Day, this day can be regarded as stepping into 2018, and it is not easy for everyone to survive this year.

"Cheers!"

In the hall of the hotel, everyone held a very festive banquet, Ning Fan and Ling Luochen have never been the kind of people who are suitable for this kind of atmosphere, but it is enough to have Xue Fatzi and Chang'an to enliven the atmosphere, and even the woman in black was pulled out of the bar by them.

"Miss Administrator, I've always wanted to ask, are you a ghost?"

"Sort of!"

"What the hell? You're the first ghost I've seen without being afraid! ”

Xue Fatzi and Chang'an were crazy, their faces were flushed, and when Chang'an put his head on Yan Yueyan's chest in a daze, Yan Yueyan only blushed, but he didn't refuse, of course, all this peace only lasted until Chang'an said the word "so hard".

Late at night, after five missions, they no longer need to go back to their rooms to sleep, but in the hotel, they still fall asleep automatically at midnight, but that's fine, they are quiet after all.

The woman in black covered each of them with a quilt, and looking at everyone's confused faces, she suddenly found that she felt that these people were very familiar, which was a strange thing, and smiled, and she walked back to the bar again.

Her expression returned to indifference, she was familiar with the rules of the hotel, she knew that all this would not last long, and she knew how to cherish her companions while also being able to face the death of her companions, which Chang'an they had been able to do, which was what the hotel wanted! If the death of a companion causes them to lose the desire to live, then what's the fun?

There were no ghosts coming this night, and in the morning, after a night of hangover, the rest of the people except Ling Luochen were not in a good state of mind at this time.

"How are you feeling?" Ling Luochen asked lightly.

"It's alright!" Shaking his head, everyone thought it was okay!

"Then let's start training!"

"What?!"

……

2018.1.12.

"Draw, draw, draw, draw......"

In a neighborhood in K City, a man is drawing something on a drawing board with a paintbrush in the house, the room is very dark, although it is daytime, but the man draws the curtains, he does not turn on the light, only a little sunlight in the room penetrates through the gap in the curtains, and a spot of light shines on the man's face.

This is a 27 or 8-year-old look, he still looks very young, but his mental state at this time seems to be a little wrong, his beard is unkempt, his face is very sloppy, and the smell of his body has attracted a few flies.

"Draw, draw, draw, draw......"

The paintbrush in his hand was waving wildly, his mouth was constantly muttering something, and the bloodshot in his eyes could make people see that he was very excited at this time.

Half an hour, an hour, two hours, finally ...... Close!

"Hahaha, hahahaha, hahahaha......"

He suddenly laughed at his painting, laughing so madly that he didn't know what he saw, and suddenly, his laughter stopped, and his expression became very frightened again......

"No, no, don't!"

He trembled and took a few steps back, but in the middle of the painting he had just painted, a pair of long, pale and slender hands suddenly reached out and pulled him into the painting!

Everything was so calm, in the dark room, the windows seemed to be not closed, a breeze blew, and the curtains were slightly blown open, and the spots of light became larger, and shone on the painting......

Painted, nothing!