Volume 1: Enduring humiliation and burdening 74, sick petite crying bag
This girl named Youyou is a contestant from Lucheng Slave School, and her strength at the peak of the third level is quite eye-catching among the contestants on the bright side.
After going from Lanqi to Zhuangcheng and seeing these contestants, he realized that this competition may not be so simple.
Originally, he thought that the old students from all over the world who could participate in this competition would at most reach the threshold of the third-level peak, but now that he saw that there were not a few players at the third-level peak, it was difficult for him not to doubt whether there would be fourth-level players secretly cultivated everywhere and preparing to compete.
He could see that everyone, whether it was Chili or other regions, seemed to attach great importance to this slave school competition.
It seems that this competition is not just a simple trial method of resource tilting, and it should have other intentions.
Lan Qi faintly felt a little bit of the context of the matter, but he hadn't found more yet.
"The ......"
Huahua's sudden voice interrupted Lan Qi's contemplation.
He looked at Flowey, not knowing what this little white face wanted to do.
The moment Lan Qi's gaze fell on Huahua's body, his face turned red, and he looked a little charming.
Flowey lowered her head and muttered:
"Brother Lan Qi, can you ...... Can you give me a piece of clothing......"
Lan Qi then thought that this kid's clothes had already been torn into rags, although there was no dew, but if he walked, he couldn't say for sure.
That picture...... Hey, I can't think about it, I can't think about it, Lan Qi shuddered, and said in his heart:
"I don't know what the charm of this kid is, my straight man will think a little about that when he faces him, sure enough, those who can represent a region in the competition don't have any fuel-efficient lamps, and even a little crying bag has some unknown secrets."
After thinking about it, Lan Qi still waved his hand and took out a pair of clothes, handed them to Huahua, and said:
"I'm a little stronger than you, and I don't have the right clothes, so let's deal with it first."
"Thank you, Brother Lan Qi, it's already good."
After a while, Huahua calmed down, at least she spoke neatly.
With a red face, Flowey hid behind a tree and quickly changed her clothes.
Lan Qi shook his head, slandering in his heart:
"A big man, twisting and pinching, is not refreshing at all, not as good as a good woman."
But he didn't say anything.
After a while, Flowey changed her clothes and walked out.
Lan Qi's clothes were a little wide and didn't fit so well.
However, in this way, it exudes an indescribable temperament.
"Don't wander around outside if it's okay, next time there may not be another chivalrous girl to save you."
Lan Qi didn't plan to communicate anything with him anymore, after all, he was just out for a walk, and this incident was just a small episode.
And there is always a weird feeling on this little crying bag, and Lan Qi doesn't want to have too much contact.
The two separated, and Lan Qi disappeared from Huahua's sight.
Huahua's temperament changed suddenly, with a smile on her face:
"Is this the master's disciple, it's really unusual. It's amazing that even an ordinary fifth-level supernatural can hardly resist my charm, and he can still basically stop his heart! ”
Lan Qi was taken aback when he heard this.
He couldn't have imagined that this weak little crying bag who was almost "defiled" by others turned out to be his master's beautiful person.
Just now, the overseer was casually thrown to the ground by him, and he didn't go far, when he happened to hear Huahua's muttering.
Sitting by the lake, listening to what the overseers fed back to him, Lan Qi looked pensive.
"Chili, Chili, what are you coming from, and what are you planning for me?"
Lan Qi faintly felt a little headache.
He looked up at the accommodation arranged by the Zhuangcheng Slave School for contestants from all over the world, and sighed:
"How many old people are hidden in this! Which ones are real slave school students, and which ones are the bigwigs in disguise? Who is their enemy and who is their friend! ”
The sparkling surface of the lake, reflecting the gradually falling sunset, and the light breeze blowing disturbed Lan Qi's thoughts.
He was suddenly less confident in his own strength.
Now the contestants are hard to distinguish between real and fake, who can say that there are no hole cards?
said that it was a friendly exchange, who can be sure that when the competition officially starts, will the old six hidden in the dark be the killer?
"Hey, I'm so hard!"
Lan Qi sighed, his mind sank to the system, and he felt a little relieved when he saw his seven-figure deposit.
"That's it, let's cover the water with the soldiers."
Lan Qi threw out a stone, made a splash on the surface of the lake, hugged the prison guard, and Shi Shiran left.
On the other side of the lake, a heroic woman stood on a tree, looking carefully.
"Again, what do you think about this?"
I don't know when, Flowey's figure appeared next to her.
No one knew that the two of them were originally a pair of immortal couples, both of whom were fourth-level peak abilities, but they were arranged in different regions by Chi Li.
Huahua who appeared again, although she was still charming, was already a completely different mental outlook from just now.
The panic and shame all disappeared, and in the starry eyes, there was a bit of wisdom beads in hand.
"We directed and acted in such a play, originally to test Lan Qi and see if he could really help the master, but now it seems that it is a little redundant, his ability is bigger than the two of us think, and it should not be a problem for the slave to win the championship this time."
"Hey, it's really unpleasant that I sacrificed my hue and just tried to find out this thing!"
Flowey sat on a branch and sighed.
Falling into Youyou's eyes, her face flushed.
It's hard to imagine that this neat and neat Lucheng girl would also show such an expression.
"Again, you're so beautiful!"
Huahua saw this again, with an obsessive look in her eyes, and couldn't help but praise.
"Go, shameless! Don't hurry up and test the others for that kid, otherwise the master will blame you, be careful that the old lady won't let you touch it! ”
With another smack, the rabbit jumped from the branch to the ground, and in a few flashes, it disappeared.
Flowey smiled dumbly, shook her head and jumped down from the branch, the smile on her face retracted, replaced by an icy cold.
On the tree not far from him, there were several big men tied to him, who were looking at Huahua in horror.
"My body, is it pretty, crap?"
Huahua's charming smile is full of murderous intent.
"If the oil is full of fat, there is a way to die."
When the words fell, I didn't see any movement from him, and I saw those strong men with third-level strength, and the flesh and blood on their bodies were peeling off piece by piece.
They wanted to scream, but the vocal cords of the tongue had already turned into rotten flesh, and they couldn't scream at all.