readx;“ Boss. "www.biquge.info A man hurriedly came in, and a middle-aged balding man hurriedly turned off the computer that was playing an unhealthy video, straightened the few hairs left on the top of his head, cleared his throat, and said with a little anger, "What's the matter, remember to knock on the door next time." ”

The man couldn't help but laugh and said, "Boss, you don't have to hide, it's just that the film you watched is too old,"

The bald man said angrily, "This is nostalgia, nostalgia understands." What's the matter, I'm seeing the most critical moment!"

"Oh, because the battle between No. 70 and No. 4 was so bad, the audience seriously doubted the level of our remaining players and clamored for a refund. ”

The boss disagreed, "Do you want to refund the ticket when you come in?" It's okay, the ticket gate is guarded by Su Lin'er, and no one dares to refund the ticket." The bald man thought about Su Lin'er's weight of four hundred pounds, and the muscles of his whole body were more developed than those of the male fitness coach, and the domineering laughter "Hmm, hahahaha......" is simply the actual version of the dominatrix, no, it is simply a mad and strengthened version. Thinking that Su Lin'er is his wife, the boss couldn't help but shiver all over his body, when he went to bed, it was no different from going to the execution ground, and he racked his brains to think of reasons for not going home at night, plus the pressure of work was bald. I think back to the scene of my first day in the cave room, it's simple, the next day at work, everyone thinks that I ran out of the critical care ward on my own, and it looks like I jumped from the tenth floor and fell into a pile of mush before I died.

"The problem is that the boss asked Zhu Rong to join the Fog Sect as well, and he was treated the same as Victory"

The boss was startled, and randomly lay on his back on the seat, "Whatever the boss says, just do it, we can't afford to mess with it." ”

The subordinates withdrew, and the boss couldn't help but mutter, the tasks given by the top are really getting stranger and stranger, and the last to sign up for the 68th to arrange the game as soon as possible, I really can't figure out why......

Oni Wu suddenly opened his sleepy face, stared at the man in a suit in front of him, and put Zhu Rong, who was unconscious, aside. The ghost fog dragged Zhu Rong, pushed his glasses, and threw it on the half-dead Zhang Lan, who let out a painful sigh in a coma. "This bastard actually lost. Oni Mist pushed his glasses, and the clear lenses glowed white.

Ghost swallowed a pack of snacks and said inarticulately, "We won...... Under...... Well, the noodles are good, and the leftover ...... Well, I was thinking about it later, you said...... Whew, isn't it, ghost?"

The ghost slept peacefully on Luo Xinyu's lap and let out a soft snort......

"This bastard ......" The irrepressible anger was expressed on everyone's faces, and you have to have a degree of disconnection, so why does the bastard look so bewitching like this.

"No. 71 Ayudi Flamed against No. 53 Moli. ”

After everyone listened to the collective black line, whose name is so domineering, it completely destroys the overall painting style of the name taken by the red thorn, isn't the red thorn brainless, how did you come up with such a meaningful name?

Ling He suddenly stood up and shook his black hair, his bewitching face was matched with a bewitching smile, completely like a domineering Night Monarch. Ling Xue glanced at it and roared directly to pounce, but was pulled by the child with the lollipop in his mouth, otherwise Ling He would probably have no pants when he entered the arena. In addition, everything is going well before entering the arena.,By the way, you also need to save for Prosecutor Lori, who almost died from a nosebleed.。

This Ling He is also a fucking demon, and all the men's appearance depends on the ghost shadow and Ling He. However, with the addition of Zhu Rong and Zhang Lan, they were directly pulled back. Especially Zhang Lan, pulling it out is the same as pulling a monkey with a monkey tricker.

I sneezed hard in pain, as if I had been scolded severely......

The midday sun was very dazzling, and in the middle of the arena, Ling He's deep eyes like a distant green forest narrowed into a line, and a black umbrella blocked most of the sunlight out of thin air, but Ling He was still not very comfortable, "There is too much sun, although I won't die, but I want to sleep as soon as I bask in the sun." Ling He yawned and opened his already battled eyelids.

The girls in the audience were in the opposite state of Ling He, and their screams seemed to be able to overturn the entire arena!

Ling He barely widened his eyes and looked at his opponent, looking like he was reading a book, his oversized eyes hung on his oily nose, and his hair was tangled up to his shoulders, a little messy, and he was still holding a book, but the black cover did not have a title.

Ling He roared twice to cheer up, he knew that the more inconspicuous the appearance, the more dangerous it was, such as razors, nail clippers, and low-quality condoms......

Mo Li stretched out a free hand and pointed out of thin air, a small circular green totem unfolded in the air, and Ling He couldn't help but mutter, "Totem Master, it's really a rare cultivation ability. ”

The totem master, different from the god heart ability, is also the "god annihilation" of the dragon clan, and it is also the ability of blood inheritance. Relying on special bloodlines and ancestors from generation to generation, he writes all kinds of magical skills that have been passed down from generation to generation, and he has the ability to emit various miraculous skills from totems. But shouldn't the totemist need to draw a totem, and it's such a tedious but necessary process, so that the totemist's family does not enter a very powerful family, and people often slaughter him before he can spend it when they duel him. But...... This person didn't draw the totem at all when he released the totem just now!, Ling He thought to himself

Suddenly, Ling He's body shook violently and fell to one knee on the ground. With one hand on the ground and the other hand covering his heart, his already white skin became like a thin piece of white paper, and cold sweat fell to the ground along the tip of his nose, and he didn't even dare to breathe. But that's it, Ling He has a kind of fragile beauty that kills him, like gorgeous ceramics that are extremely fragile. But when Redthorn saw Ling He's appearance, he didn't scream like a girl and was about to faint. Instead, he stared at the green light emitted from Ling He's heart, and he could vaguely identify the appearance of a spider. Red Thorn was even more nervous than Ling He, biting his lip purple, and finally squeezed out a few words, "It's terrible to be a real mother." ”

"Heart Eater Spell!" A spell released on the basis of the Heart Spell, the Totem Master created the Heart Curse against the Kongdong Clan (vampires). Although it greatly restricts the use of the second ability and divine heart of the Kongdong clan, the particularity and physical skills of the Kongdong clan itself are also very terrifying. There was once a half-breed with the Heart Curse, and one person destroyed a legion.

It was extremely inhumane for the totems to refine the Mind Mantra again. Create the Heart Erosion Spell, and with the Heart Erosion Spell, no matter whether the other party uses it or not, the pain of the heart being crushed alive will make the other party die of pain. It was only later that the Kongdong clan hid in the forests of the far north, and the legend known as the vampire almost never appeared on the mainland. There are fewer and fewer people who can consume the Heart Eater Spell, and even the family that created the Totem Master actually has very few people who can actually eat the Heart Eater Spell. But this inconspicuous man with glasses would still be in danger of being a member of the Kongdong clan and being a real mother, Ling He thought......

(ps: Ling He's real thoughts in his heart at this time: Damn, I'm dying of pain, the author of the pit dad has made me responsible for the commentary for the development of the plot, and it's so fucking long!!! What the fuck can I spit out in my heart, just one sentence at most...... It hurts, ah

But the Linghe Assassin sneered, even though his pupils had dilated from the pain, and he struggled to focus on maintaining consciousness. The mad laughter made people's cold hairs stand on end. "I want to ...... Ask, why do you ...... You don't need to draw totems!"

"I painted. It's just that I'm a famous painter and I draw very fast......"

(Ling He thought to himself, damn what kind of explanation is this, the completely brain-dead author can't find a good explanation, and wants to fool people!)

"What are you laughing at. Mo Li turned the brush in his hand, his eyes seemed to be looking at the prey that had fallen into a trap, and the complex emotions such as enjoyment, pity, anticipation, and self-confidence conflicted, and the expression on his face became a kind of silence.

"I laugh at you...... Ahem" Ling He coughed up a ball of blood in pain, and his painful expression was replaced by a sneer (although the smile was obviously stiff a lot) before he could last a second, "I underestimated my ability." ”

After saying that, Ling He disappeared out of thin air, and when the audience was gradually covered by shadows, when people realized that they were looking at the sky, people saw Ling He again. It's completely different from dying before. An angry expression appeared on Ling He's face, and the whole person floated in the air, and the black night robe was held up by the wind, making a hunting sound. Behind Ling He was a black barrier that gradually expanded in the air, as if it wanted to envelop the entire arena. At this moment, Ling He was like a young god, possessing the ability of darkness and despair.

The black barrier was like a huge black umbrella, and suddenly countless black thorns protruded from the surface in an instant

"How can you still move. Mo Li said, and a yellow totem suddenly unfolded above Mo Li, "Totem Barrier." "When tens of thousands of black thorns were 30 centimeters away from Mo Li, they burst out with a dazzling yellow light. All the blackthorns were blocked, but the blackthorns did not disappear because of this, but like a softened leather tube, coiled on the ground around Mo Li, writhing strangely, more like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to attack.

Ling He roared angrily, and the huge black thorns protruded like Odin's divine spear. Mo Li's whole body trembled, and a black totem unfolded, "Teleportation of the totem." "A deep pit was poked out of the place where Mo Li was standing just now. And Mo Li stood on the edge of the arena in a cold sweat, panting.

The black medium appeared from Ling He's back like flowing oil, and slowly covered the entire arena along the uncollapsed divine spear, and Mo Li lifted the soles of his shoes that were almost stuck in disgust. The viscous medium made Mo Li feel a little nauseous. But he still raised his head calmly, and a totem unfolded, "Secret Technique-Totem-Rebound." ”

Ling He's red eyes appeared with blood mist, red pupils!", "Wang Shu—Refining Teeth!", the black barrier in the heaven and earth instantly highlighted countless black thorns, and they stabbed at Mo Li, and Mo Li showed an imperceptible sneer on his face.

Countless black thorns pierced through Mo Li, but Ling He spurted blood all over his body, and Mo Li only had a small cut of less than a centimeter on his face, and Mo Li licked the blood that flowed down. After all the black media was gone, Mo Li was unscathed. Ling He, who lost consciousness, fell directly to the ground.

"You're still losing!" Mo Li smiled as he walked over to Ling He, who had fallen to the ground.

The world in Ling He's eyes gradually blurred, and he squeezed out a smile, "You think you won." Ling He reluctantly stretched out his hand, raised his palm with all his strength, and clenched his fist.

But at the same time as Ling He clenched his fists, Mo Li's expression suddenly surprised, and slowly turned into countless black flakes from the inside, disappearing......

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised, and they understood that the moment they clenched their fists, Ling He killed Mo Li directly......