I'm just a Buddhist player

Chapter 38

A new round of competition began, and the grimreaper also kept an eye on the buoy. Yi Lanqing just threw the bait into the river for a while, and felt a fish biting the hook.

This time it was a puffer fish weighing more than a catty. It is said that it has a good blood recovery effect when cooked.

It was another hand warming that lasted six seconds. In less than an hour, Yi Lanqing's bucket was full of fish, and the buoy of the grimreaper hadn't moved yet.

"Is it fake?" The Destroyer couldn't hold back anymore, "Little master, did someone hang fish on the hook for you under the water? You both used the same bait, how could it be like this?"

"Maybe it's my luck..." Yi Lanqing thought of the lucky point he had drawn, only one point, could it be so powerful?If I get a little more, wouldn't it be against the sky?

Grimreaper observed the seats where the two were, and waved to the expulsor.

"Master." The Destroyer Pidian Dian leaned forward.

"Take the little master's fish back to the place of death, and then stay away from me." The man's ruthless words undoubtedly identified the expulsor squatting behind him as the culprit for not being able to catch fish.

"That's good." The Destroyer had mixed feelings, and left lamentingly with a bucket of fish.

"Ha, it's another one!" The young man fished out a fish for an unknown number of times, and stretched out his hand to the man with a smile on his face.

Grimreaper put down the fishing rod and held the boy's hand with an unexpectedly soft expression.

“滴,吸收负能量197点,触发“温暖舒适”状态,持续360秒。中级吸收术升级进度更新38/100，中级治愈术升级进度更新38/100。”

The total negative energy of grimreaper has been reduced again!From the initial 200 to the current 197, although I only absorbed three points less, it means that the opponent's total negative energy has decreased by nearly one hundred points.

Although the amount is small, it at least proves that the opponent's condition is constantly improving!

The four eyes met, the grimreaper didn't let go for a long time, and the boy didn't pull away for a long time. A pink "intimacy 10" rose with pink bubbles, and they seemed to be witnessing something between the two.

"Hey, the low-level learning technique takes effect, the talent "High Innovation Endurance" will be obtained for 10 minutes, and the level-up progress of the low-level learning technique will be updated by 5/10."

Innovation stamina?What kind of talent is this?Yi Lanqing vaguely remembered that when she was hugged by the grimreaper before, she also used low-level learning skills twice. It seems that her main talent at that time was not this.

The survival aid on the opposite side suddenly lit up, Yi Lanqing came back to his senses, saw the grimreaper stood up, and rubbed the top of his head.

"I will go offline first, and I will complete the task with you tomorrow."

As soon as the voice fell, the grimreaper disappeared. Yi Lanqing relaxed, hung the fishing rod on the bracket, and closed his eyes in the recliner to rest his mind.

I've caught so many fish just now, I'm almost exhausted, my arms are so sore, I'm really desperate for points.

The boy picked up a grape and put it in his mouth, enjoying the warm wind from the autumn forest while eating the fruit.

Yi Lanqing touched his baseball cap, for some reason, he suddenly felt uneasy.

"bump!"

The crisp sound of breaking through the air startled a flock of birds. Yi Lanqing was caught off guard and fell off the deck chair. The red color on his chest slowly spread, soaking through the sea-blue jacket, like a ball of fire in sea water, dark and hot.

Sniper!The boy couldn't move, his blood volume was instantly emptied, and he entered a dizzy state.

This is the Forest of Autumn, which is the protocol area. Players will be banned if they attack other players.Is this the so-called karma? Grimreaper attacked the sunset people in the agreement area, and was killed by a single shot in the autumn forest.

Yi Lanqing couldn't bear the Grimreaper's loss of durability for his new equipment, so he could only hope that he would be lucky enough to meet a passing player and save himself.

Just as he was thinking, the sound of unhurried footsteps gradually approached. Before Yi Lanqing could be happy, he saw the visitor lying on the recliner where the grimreaper had been sitting, reaching for an apple, and the sound of biting was crisp.

"Please save me." Yi Lanqing couldn't move her body, and couldn't see the face of the visitor clearly.

"Help you? Okay."

A high-end angel suit in white clothes came into view, and the delicate and slightly delicate features were so familiar.

"Schoolmate." Yi Lanqing instantly recognized this person. When he was in Shashifeimo, he had confronted Grimreaper to check his own situation.What did his friends call him then?It seems to be "Lin Haoran"?

"I'll save you, can you promise me a condition?" Lin Haoran squatted down, his eyes swept over the boy's face inch by inch.

"What conditions?" Yi Lanqing was a little depressed. He didn't leave a name for his good deeds on weekdays, let alone ask for any reward. Why couldn't he meet a good person like himself?

"Leave the Reaper, stay away from him." Lin Haoran frowned, "Is it possible?"

Yi Lanqing blinked, the grimreaper hadn't recovered from the dying state, and he needed to earn some points, so how could he just leave?

"No, why don't you change the conditions?"

"I only have one condition for you!" Lin Haoran's voice was a little deafening, "Do you really know who he is, so why don't you just post it up?"

If he could move, Yi Lanqing just wanted to cover his ears. Facing the deafening questioning, Yi Lanqing remained gentle, "I don't want to know who he is, and I won't leave him. Since you don't want to save me, Then leave and let me die quietly."

"Are you crazy?" Lin Haoran grabbed Yi Lanqing's collar, "Do you know that people in the church once said that people around him will be entangled in darkness and die!"

"In a hundred years or so, you and I will both die." Yi Lanqing has always been indifferent to such words that threaten children.

"You, you..." Lin Haoran's eyes suddenly turned red, like a wronged child, he was speechless for a while.

"Please let me go and let me lie flat to die." The young man's eyes were cold, without any trace of humanity.

"Okay, okay!" Lin Haoran let go of the boy's collar, and took two steps back, as if he had made some big decision, "In this case, student Chu Qingge, let me tell you, I, Lin Haoran, am the real fiancee of the Reaper. In the not-too-distant future, I will marry him! If you continue to pester him, I don't mind giving you some flair.

When the time comes, please keep your eyes open to see whether Grimreaper will protect you, an unknown person who was abandoned outside, or protect me, my fiancée! "

Yi Lanqing was stunned for a moment, speechless.

"Don't you believe it? You can ask yourself!" Lin Haoran took a deep breath, "Ask the Destroyer or him, ask me if Lin Haoran is his fiancée!"

The young man looked at the sky in silence, why Grimreaper never said that he had a marriage contract, and now that he was caught by his fiancée, it seemed that he had meddled himself.

"Stop talking?" Lin Haoran stroked his chest, trying to control his emotions, "Although the game is not reality, I am very unhappy that you two live together. I hope you propose a separation with him as soon as possible, and the farther away from him the better."

"This alumnus." Yi Lanqing said slowly, "I don't care whether you are grimreaper's real fiancee or not. First of all, I will never take the initiative to propose separation to him. Secondly, please tell grimreaper that you don't feel comfortable with him being with me , Let him propose a separation. As long as Grimreaper wants to separate from me, I agree immediately, and I will never entangle me again.”

"Finally, alumnus." Yi Lanqing blinked, "Everyone is a man, why is it a fiancée, why can't you be a fiancé?"

Lin Haoran's breath was blocked in his throat, and he wished he could shake this person to death. Is this the point?ah?

Before the 5-minute dizziness time was up, Yi Lanqing's chest was tight, and she didn't want to continue entanglement, so she directly chose to "return to the camp to revive".

The expulsor was spraying the fish that Yi Lanqing had caught, when the boy bowed his head and stepped into the fortress.

"Little master? Stop fishing so soon?"

The boy turned a deaf ear to the greetings from the Ousters, and just boarded the elevator in a daze.

fiancée?Why does grimreaper have a fiancée?Why did he never mention the reality of having a fiancée to himself?

Even if it's just a game, you should at least tell me!In this way, I will no longer have other thoughts.

In the cloakroom, the teenager took off the blood-stained "senior agent", picked up his little ripped shirt and put it on again, shrank in the corner of the fitting room, and got off the assembly line.

In the dark church, a huge bird-headed figure is enshrined, dim candles dance, and devout believers wear hoods to cover their faces in front of faith.

On the side of the believers, the dry infected people kneeling and praying were blocked in the huge transparent wall, with their hands clasped together, the blue blood had dried up.

"When the positions of the stars change

The continent sinks under the ocean

It is not the dead who sleep forever

Even death has its end..."

The chant was low and hoarse, and the believers bowed their heads piously until the lingering sound dissipated.

"Brothers are all here. I don't know if the high priest called late at night, but what happened?" A man stepped forward, his hood covering most of his face.

The high priest standing under the bird-headed statue didn't say a word, proudly ignoring the person who asked him, as if he was waiting for something.

The bottom is in good order, and all believers have great endurance.Under the hoods are all the faces of successful people, there will be multi-millionaires, and there will be great powers in a certain field.

Being able to stand in this church is not only an honor, but also God's approval of believers in all aspects.

"Yeah, yah, yah..."

Three black crows flew from outside the church and hovered in the church.

The believers knelt down one after another, clasped their hands together, and the high priest was no exception, kneeling above reverently.

"Yeah..." Three black crows landed on the bird-headed human figure. Unlike before, their claws were empty, and they did not bring the words of the prophet.

At this moment, a pure white crow glided into the church from the outside, with its wings spread more than two meters long, it came overwhelmingly, its wing feathers brushed over the candle flames, and the flame rose violently, illuminating the entire church.

The white crow landed on the statue, its eyes, mouth, and claws were all light pink, and in its beak was a thin transparent bottle.

The high priest stretched out his hand tremblingly, and the white crow tilted his head to look at the high priest for a while, but he didn't let go.

The high priest put down his hood, revealing a somewhat old face. The white crow nodded and let go of its long beak. Under the eyes of everyone, the slender glass bottle fell into the high priest's hand.

The high priest bowed to the white crow, turned around and showed the believers the thin transparent bottle, which was sealed very well. The bottle body and the bottle cap were connected by a fine silver chain, and the bottle cap was printed with a bird's head figure, which was exquisite and elegant. .

The high priest opened the vial and poured out the tiny chips inside. The white crow jumped down and swallowed the chips in one gulp.

"The stars have arrived at a specific position, and the old ruler has reappeared in the world." The white crow spoke, with pink eyes shining brightly.

"The merciful Son passes through the chaos, and the sleeping darkness is about to dissipate!"

"Holy Son!?" The high priest's eyes were wide and cloudy, and his old hands trembled with emotion from the bottom of his heart.

The white crow flapped its wings and raised its head high, "After you find the Holy Son, be sure to take it with you to the Holy Land and deliver it to the Prophet!"

The high priest bowed humbly, "The sea of ​​people is vast, please ask the prophet to give a hint on how to find the Holy Son."

"Holy Son, possesses power different from ordinary people!" The crow flapped its wings, and the candles in the church were instantly extinguished. When the believers lit the candles again, the white crow disappeared without a trace.

The high priest pondered for a moment, then looked down at the two believers closest to him.

"Messenger, send the news of the Son of God to all branches, please do your best to search for it!"

"I will do my best for my God." The messenger bowed his head and put his right hand on his heart.

"Deacon, you lead people to screen out the people found by the branch and find the Holy Son."

"I will do my best for my God." The deacon nodded.

The high priest nodded, looked at the crowd of believers below, frowned suddenly, covered his chest with one hand, and coughed violently, the sound seemed to cough out his entire lung.

The messenger stepped forward and supported the trembling body of the high priest, with worry in his voice, "High priest, please go to rest, and leave the rest to us."

"Cough, cough, cough." The high priest coughed, his face turned pale, and he held the messenger's hand back, "Send, send me back."

The messenger nodded to the deacon, and slowly helped the high priest to leave the church.

On the aircraft, the High Priest took off his hood and robe, revealing his white hair and thin body.The courier helped the old man sit on the smart chair, and the treatment robot came quickly and slowly injected a tube of blue medicine into the old man's body.

"Xiaoxiu, take off your hood..." the old man's voice was hoarse, "I'm about to return to chaos."

"No." The messenger pulled off his hood, with tears in his eyes, it was Xiu Qiyi.

"I have persisted for nearly 150 years... I have reached the limit..." The old man held Xiu Qiyi tightly with his withered hands, "I may not see the next spring day, the snow will bury my body."

"I'll go to the Science and Technology Association again..." Xiu Qiyi pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were firm, "They will definitely continue your life again!"

"Son, I understand your heart, but everything has a beginning and an end, so don't pay too much attention to it." After the effect of the medicine, the old man recovered a little, "Instead of looking for a science and technology meeting, I hope you can find the saint who was prophesied as soon as possible." Son, get him familiar with the church as soon as possible, and cultivate his influence."

"But shouldn't these be the task of the deacon?" Xiu Qiyi was a little puzzled.

"Don't forget, the deacon is still implicated in the child of the imperial army." The old man sighed softly, "That child is the only godson of the deacon, and the deacon tried his best to protect him after the prophet made a prophecy about that child. "

"The arrival of the Holy Son is about to dispel the darkness, but that child is the embodiment of darkness. If the deacon finds the Holy Son first, what do you think he will do?" The old man couldn't help coughing twice, "So I need you to protect me Holy Son, do everything to make him full of wings, so that he can lead the church to continue in the future."

"I understand what you mean." Xiu Qiyi nodded heavily, "Please take care of yourself. I will find the Holy Son as soon as possible. The Holy Son needs you."

The old man nodded kindly, "Very well, child, no matter what, remember that you have always been my proudest student."

Xiu Qiyi touched the old man's bone-like hand, suppressed his emotion, and nodded with a smile.

"By the way, I heard that you got close to a student recently?" The old man smiled teasingly, "You are not young anymore, you should think about how to find a partner."

"I just want to use him." Xiu Qiyi ruthlessly retorted.

"Really?" The old man was amused by Xiu Qiyi's heavy expression, "Use him or like him? You have to think clearly, if someone snatches you away, then don't regret it."

"No." Xiu Qiyi touched the tip of his nose, "I just want to find out the forces behind him, and I have no other thoughts about him."

"Okay, I pretend not to know that you are nervous when you touch the tip of your nose. Take care of your own affairs, and don't cry until you can't cry." The old man waved his hand, "Go do your business, the old man doesn't want to see you Huaichun's appearance, like a fox constantly emitting a courtship scent, gave me a headache."

Xiu Qiyi widened his eyes, moved his lips, hesitated to speak, and finally walked out of the aircraft as if discouraged.

"My dear leader." As soon as Xiu Qiyi stepped out of the aircraft, he was stopped by a man, "What is my mission this month?"

"I'll send it to your optical brain." Xiu Qiyi resumed his lazy look, "Who has seen the picture I found in Chu Qingge's house before, except you and the high priest?"

The man blinked his eyes, and calculated with his fingers, "Little Liu Xiaowang from the technical department, and the experts who were invited over at that time..."

"You don't need to study the first human figure, now you only study the string of characters." Xiu Qiyi put on his hood expressionlessly.

"Then what does that on the human body map mean?" The man leaned over and asked curiously.

"You don't need to know." Xiu Qiyi seemed to recall something, his face was slightly gloomy, "Protect that picture, and don't let anyone see it again."

Sitting on the sofa, Yi Lanqing glanced at the fly whisk and gossip cards hanging on the opposite wall from time to time, looking a little cautious.

"You're welcome. Come, try this drink. My friend brought it from abroad." The dean of Huaxia Language and Literature sat opposite Yi Lanqing, smiling kindly.

The last time Yi Lanqing met the dean, it was still in the holographic video, and he still remembered the temptation of promising a scholarship at that time.

"I don't know why the dean is looking for me?" Yi Lanqing held the drink can in his hand, silently recalling what he had done.

"It's hard for you to hide it from me, kid." The dean narrowed his eyes, and suddenly moved forward, "I finally know why you didn't choose the major of combat at that time, and insisted on changing majors to our literature department .”

Apart from ignorance and despair about the three types of laser science, Yi Lanqing really couldn't think of any reason.

"You didn't tell me at the time." The dean slapped his thigh, "Do you think I don't know anything if you keep it from me?"

Yi Lanqing was stunned in place, blinked, and then looked at the Taoist magic weapon opposite, feeling a chill in her heart, could it be that the dean was hiding something so that his soul-changing matter was discovered?

"I understand what you're thinking." Seeing Yi Lanqing's tense expression, the dean leaned on the sofa proudly, "Young man, very proud. I was just like you back then. People don't frivolously waste youth."

Yi Lanqing was at a loss, especially Monk Zhang Er, who couldn't figure it out.

"Since you don't want to talk about it, let me, an old teacher who has carefully studied the psychological development of teenagers, speak for you." The dean is confident.

"Actually, it's not that you don't like the combat department. On the contrary, your combat foundation is excellent. You feel that the combat department of the highest institution in the imperial capital can't teach you, so you deliberately chose the literature department in order to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. The school’s combat professor ability, isn’t it?” The dean’s eyes were shining brightly.

Some analysis seems to be well-founded and has a super high imagination, but Yi Lanqing thinks that he has always kept a low profile and respects teachers and teachers.

Yi Lanqing blinked and said sincerely, "No, I don't, the students just can't learn it."

"Can't learn?" The dean thought he had seen through everything, and had great confidence in his guess.

"I watched the video of the duel between you and the students of the Combat Department yesterday, and you told me that I can't learn it? Do you think the professors of the Combat Department teach too low-level?" student, "It's so arrogant..."

Yi Lanqing blinked blankly.

"But I like it!" The dean leaned forward and slapped the table vigorously, "It has personality, and it has the style I used to have!"

The things on the table shook, and the dean's face was radiant, "You don't know, the kid in the first combat department was also a top student. He fell in love with the girlfriend I just made and pestered him everywhere. In a fit of anger, I got married to him." We made an appointment. At that time, there was no simulated duel arena, and the two of us fought in the playground, and the sun and the moon were dark!"

When the dean talked about Xing Chu, he took a sip of his drink, "I beat him until he lost a tooth!"

"Amazing." Yi Lanqing applauded.

Seeing the students cheering so much, the dean became more and more happy, "That kid is not my opponent at all, let me tell you, if I didn't have a compassionate heart, that kid would have been beaten to death by me! You don't know, I... ..."

There was a sudden knock at the door, and a vigorous old man entered the entrance with a file bag. He was dressed in a well-proportioned suit, and the dean's voice stopped abruptly.

Yi Lanqing stood up and looked at the old man politely.

"Let me introduce you." The dean didn't know why, his face was a little embarrassed, "This is my lover, his surname is He, you can call him Professor He."

"Hello, Professor He." Yi Lanqing bowed politely and said hello.

"Hello." Professor He was stern and polite.

"Are you the student who won the duel against the top student in the Department of Combat?" Professor He had silver hair, but was extremely imposing. Yi Lanqing noticed the professor's slightly bulging temples, and knew that he had met a powerful character.

"It's just a fluke." Yi Lanqing was humble and polite, but the truth was the same. If he hadn't chosen cold weapons and fought purely with melee, he would have had a hard time, and there was still a three-point chance of winning, but what kind of laser gun he used, he might have to be beaten The possibility of being smashed into slag.

"A fluke?" Professor He sneered, "Professor Shi, who teaches cold weapons, saw the video of your decisive battle, but couldn't sleep for several nights, so he sent a letter of resignation this morning."

"Students think that a student can't represent a teacher's quality." Yi Lanqing didn't know this happened, and felt a little embarrassed.

"I said the same thing." Seeing Yi Lanqing's sincere attitude, Professor He loosened his tie, hung the briefcase on the automatic storage hanger, showing a bit of a homely atmosphere, "What were you talking about just now?"

Yi Lanqing turned his back to the dean, and did not see the dean's nervous expression.

"The dean is talking about some fun things with me." Yi Lanqing smiled lightly, and the dean heaved a sigh of relief.

"Are you talking about the fight he had with combat students when he was in school?" Professor He took off his suit and put on a loose T-shirt.

"The two really have a tacit understanding." Yi Lanqing responded delicately.

"He kept nagging about this in my ear last night, blaming me for beating him up too hard." Professor He put on his apron and looked quietly at the old man behind Yi Lanqing, "I don't even think about it, if it wasn't for me He was beaten so hard, how could he go to the hospital to take care of him for two months."

Yi Lanqing blinked her eyes, and after thinking about the reason, she couldn't help feeling a little envious in her heart.

"My surname is He, you can't save me some face!" The dean almost jumped up, and strode towards Professor He angrily, "I also knocked out one of your teeth at that time!"

"Okay, okay." Professor He pushed away the flailing dean, and looked at Yi Lanqing, "Let's stay for dinner today, I will cook myself."

"Thank you, Professor He, Dean." Yi Lanqing bowed again.

"I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, braised eggplant box, and Kung Pao chicken." The dean's attention was diverted, and he began to enter the ordering mode.

"You can eat whatever you like." Professor He entered the kitchen, leaving the dean and Yi Lanqing staring at each other.

"Well, actually..." The dean was a little embarrassed and wanted to explain.

"I understand." Yi Lanqing was extremely considerate.

The dean hesitated to speak, and the housekeeping robot went to turn on the 3D projector, which played the latest variety show audition program.

"This contestant, do you have any special abilities that you want to show us?" The woman with sunglasses propped her chin with both hands, sitting on the judging table, elegant and beautiful.

"Yes, I can keep hiccupping." The round-faced man was serious and confident, "I can keep hiccupping, if you don't believe me, listen up."

It was too late to stop him, and he heard a long "hiccup..." from the man, followed by another "hiccup..." The men and women on the judging panel covered their noses with despair in their eyes.

Yi Lanqing and the dean froze on the sofa, neither of them changed the program, the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

"The meal is ready." Professor He came out of the kitchen and took off his apron, "What are you looking at?"

"The audition for "What Ability Do You Have?" The dean looked troubled, "Young people nowadays have really...complicated tastes."

Professor He cooked a table of meals, which tasted good. Yi Lanqing ate with relish, and was inexplicably comfortable with the two old people.

Seeing that Yi Lanqing was full, the dean handed Yi Lanqing a list.

"What is this?" Yi Lanqing couldn't understand the series of scoring criteria above.

"The men's event at the next month's sports meeting." The dean stroked his stomach, "You are the only boy in our class."

Yi Lanqing read the events one by one, men's 400-meter hurdle race, 1500-meter race, 5000-meter race, marathon run, men's shot put, long jump...

Looking at the student's questioning eyes of "Are you a devil?", the dean rubbed the back of his neck, "Participate in at least three events, and you will get points if you participate, as long as it is not the last one."

"The students will start practicing in the next few days." Yi Lanqing silently clenched his fists, "Running, no, running students are better at it, but they are not very familiar with shot put."

"Good at? Well, I don't ask too much, as long as I don't let the professors of the Combat Department go away." The dean cast a sidelong glance at Professor He, gloating at his misfortune.

"I will increase the endurance training of the Combat Department in the past few days. I hope you can beat us again by chance, and you'd better run first in the school." Professor He remained calm.

"Yo Yo Yo." The dean challenged like a child, "Is Professor He afraid?"

Professor He put away the bowls and chopsticks and handed them to the robot, "How about we make a bet?"

"You say." The dean responded positively.

"If this student wins the first place in any men's event in the school, I will not force you to learn to cook. And let this student minor in combat and obtain two degree certifications." Professor He looked at Yi Lanqing , "If you don't have one, then please, Mr. Dean, learn how to cook a dish. At the same time, this classmate, you must unconditionally change your major to the Combat Department."

The dean was stunned, and Yi Lanqing blinked, "But, isn't it said that there is only one chance to change majors at the beginning of school?"

"You don't have to worry about it, I will definitely do what I said." Professor He seemed to have a winning chance.

"Okay!" The dean patted the dining table and stood up, "The surname is He, it's a deal!"

Yi Lanqing was sent out by the dean in a muddleheaded manner. The two decided on their own affairs inexplicably. Could it be that he would have to run between the Department of Literature and the Department of Combat in the future?

"Qing Ge." The dean insisted on giving Yi Lanqing an extra piece, "You must win. I can provide you with professional instructors and training venues, but please make sure you win!"

Yi Lanqing was flattered that the dean was so reluctant to part with him.

"I really don't want to learn to cook..." the dean looked up at the sky, his tone was long.

Yi Lanqing remained silent, and suddenly found tears glistening in the corner of the dean's eyes.

"The guy named He used to say that he would cook for me for the rest of his life. Now that he is old and has heart disease, he just wants me to learn it by myself.

I know, he is afraid that if he leaves, I won't be able to taste his taste again...

You say this old guy is so bad, so he doesn't think much about being with me, and I don't let him feel at ease, even if he is afraid that he still has a breath, he will survive for me. "

Yi Lanqing's eyes were moist, and after pondering for a while, he could only say, "You two have such a good relationship."

"Emotions also need to be cultivated." The dean said and patted Yi Lanqing's shoulder earnestly, "If you like it, think about each other more and communicate more. Every bit of the relationship between two people will accumulate, and then it will become So-called love."

Yi Lan quietly looked into the dean's eyes, feeling inexplicably clear in her heart.

"Dean, I suddenly remembered that I have something to do." Yi Lanqing quickly bowed, "Thank you very much!"

Seeing the students leave quickly, the dean did not forget to remind, "Remember to take the first place!"

Yi Lanqing raised her hand and raised a "v" high, and couldn't wait to go back to the dormitory and lie down in the game cabin.

The boy got up from the corner of the dressing room, and found that the blood-stained clothes he had taken off were gone.

Yi Lanqing came to the tenth-level cabinet and found the fully repaired "senior agent" without blood.

Putting on this outfit again, Yi Lanqing suddenly had a new feeling.He hasn't played the game for three days in a row, will he be angry if he releases the pigeon of grimreaper?

The boy entered the elevator and found no trace of Grimreaper or Ouster in the fortress. Just when he was wondering, the world horn suddenly sounded.

"Sister Xiyang. Ying: Reaper, you are too much, we have already apologized, what do you want from us!"

"Sunset. Gentle scum: Our camp must fight you to the end! You pervert, xxx!"

"Sister Xiyang. Ying: Reaper, does killing make you happy? Huh? Why did the people in our camp provoke you? What kind of hatred made you block and kill us for three days!"

"Xiyang. Gentle scum: Don't say it, he is a freak and strongly demands sanctions from the game! This kind of person should not appear in "the day after tomorrow". If there is such a person in the last days, mankind will perish!"

The boy's eyes widened, and he almost used Zui Chuan Luo Ying's footwork to get on the helicopter and headed straight for the sunset camp.

Sneaking into someone else's camp without an invitation letter is considered an invasion of someone else's homeland. Yi Lanqing was held at gunpoint by a sunset player as soon as he got off the plane.

"You want to take advantage of the chaos and steal, don't you!" the player in the setting sun was very angry, "You things that make trouble!"

"That..." The boy raised his hand, "Where is the Grimreaper?"

"You are looking for death!" The player with the gun had red eyes, and his mental state was almost on the verge of rage. He kept poking the boy's chest with the gun, "Are you happy to touch our pain, huh?"

"No, no." The boy quickly denied, "I'm here to live with me and go home for dinner."

"Who are you living with?" One person pushed aside the furious players and squatted in front of Yi Lanqing.

The young man looked at the words "gentle scum" above the head of the man opposite, and he didn't want to speak. This man just scolded grimreaper for a long time.

"Wait." The gentle scum looked at the nickname on the top of the boy's head, a little surprised, "Are you just a little kid who can only kiss you?"

"Yeah." The boy was a little restrained.

"When you first got the title, I waited for you for a long time, and I wanted to pull you into our camp." The gentle scum's voice was a little hoarse, "It's hard to see you, but our sunset has become like this again, my camp Being targeted by the Reapers really cannot give you basic security."

"Then can you take me to meet the grimreaper?" The boy lowered his head and tugged at the hem of his clothes.

"He was in Shire City, blocking the entrance of our camp and killing people. You may be killed before you can see him." The gentle scum's face twisted, "I have died several times, come back and eat something to prepare to continue to die .”

"Shire City?" The boy obviously hadn't heard of it.

"It's the battle zone of the camp. At the same time, there are abundant resources there. The Reapers blocked there, robbed our camp of resources stored there, and even killed our people." The gentle scum was very angry, "It's too much, shit!"

"Okay, then I'll go find him myself." The young man turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the gentle scum, "I'll take you there, it's rare that there is someone who has the same ambition as me to die, remember not to be in the current scene after death Resurrection, the drones of the Reapers are all over the city of Shire, and they will chase and kill you at any time."

"No." The boy replied seriously.

"Okay, let's go." The gentle scum picked up the boy, stuffed him into the helicopter, and entered Shire City with the belief that he would die.

As it approached Shire, the sound of artillery fire shook the sky, as if the gods were venting their deep anger and wanted to trample the whole land into the sea.

"There is a four-second protection period just after getting off the plane. I'll lift you up higher. If you want to see it, look at it quickly." The gentle scum suddenly pulled out the boy, put his hand under the boy's armpit, and raised it high.

Before Yi Lanqing could react, he was lifted up by the gentle scum, his clothes were not straightened, and the wrinkles were folded on top, revealing his little white belly.

With his feet in the air, the boy kicked his legs, the sound of gunfire stopped abruptly, and the gentle scum closed his eyes tightly, "Look quickly, my ears are deaf!"

The boy struggled and fell from the grasp of the gentle scum, and ran towards the huge Destroyer on his short legs.

A figure jumped down from the Destroyer's protective cabin, and hugged the running boy violently.

Like regaining a treasure, holding on tightly and unwilling to let go.

"Junjun, let's go." The boy's voice was choked with sobs, "I'm sorry, I made you worry