Fantasy game evolution

After all, there are still many things to do, and it is impossible for him to stay here forever.

Jike is not a stupid man, he will lose if it is not so simple—

Therefore, Liliuum greeted Kurodiya during the process of coming out, and Ling Yan returned to the position of the checkpoint. After a mechanized procedure, he finally returned to the temple...

However, it was directly blocked by Nadal...

Well, sure enough, I can't be spared to feel my body is hollowed out~

Sure enough, should I find a witch to come back and train me?

Ask for collection and ticket~

Chapter 91 Let's play the Gwent card!(Heavy fog)

"Welcome back, Lord Ling Yan." After seeing Ling Yan's return, with an unpleasant look that could not be detected without careful words, the priest named Nadal made Ling Yan feel the guy in front of him. He might throw Infinity Swords to death at any time. His voice greeted him-although he was reluctant in every sense.

"Ah, I'm back." Scratching his hair, Ling Yan nodded with a cold expression similar to his.

After all, people themselves are reluctant to chat with Ling Yan, who is not a good person. Why should he show a hypocritical smile to cooperate with Ling Yan?

"When are you going to leave the Great Sanctuary?" Without the slightest concealment, he directly said the purpose of coming to see Ling Yan: "If you stay here forever, we will be very distressed."

"You are going to ask your Lord Sainte about this, not me." Ling Yan sighed: "Your Lord Saintess didn't tell you anything?"

"Although Rafelia would often report to me, Master Saint does not speak to us." Facing Ling Yan, he showed almost the same helpless expression: "If Master Ling Yan can enlighten me, I will be very grateful."

"The saint doesn't even tell you people, let alone tell me." She still kept that dead and didn't tell the truth: "She just asked me to stay here for the time being."

"——" After a while, Nadal's expression turned helpless: "I see."

Then asked another inexplicable question: "So, where do you plan to live?"

"I lived in the temple yesterday, so I naturally live there today." Faced with this question, Ling Yan didn't finish it like Kaiem, who should have answered, but added a threat: "After all These are the original words of Lord Saintess."

There is no surprise. After hearing this sentence, Nadal’s expression was full of helplessness, just like the kind of hard-working teacher who disciplines a disobedient child but cannot educate her: "Although the Lord Saint may not feel it, but For us, Lord Sainte is an irreplaceable and important person."

"If you are confused because of the Lord Son, the tragedy of the past may repeat itself." As he said, he looked directly into Ling Yan's eyes: "I'm just worried that this kind of thing will happen again."

——Who believes it.

Facing the biggest shady in this church, Ling Yan murmured silently in his heart-although the expression on his face was still the same, um, he didn't care at all.

However, Nadal still maintains the way of other people's pyramid schemes or brainwashing sects to brainwash Lingyan, hoping that he will not be obsessed with harming their sacrifices: "We want to protect the saint."

"For this, even if it is against the intention of the Lord Saint, we have a reason to do it!"

"So, please be considerate of our difficulties."

"Although I know that I will definitely cause you some troubles and things like this, but for me, I just want my sister to be safer." Facing the threat of Nadal, Ling Ling Yan sighed: "Besides, the saint son has always been said by the saint, isn't it?"

"So, are the words you just said to be suspected of the saint?"

"...!" Faced with Ling Yan's playful smile, Nadal immediately closed his mouth, and then scanned the surroundings: "You really made one."

"I don't know anything, and don't want to ask anything." Facing Nadal's words, Ling Yan immediately turned to ask another question: "I just want to know, do you believe in angels or saints?"

"Then what about you?" Facing Ling Yan's question, he asked rhetorically without answering: "What kind of mood do you have when you appear next to the saint?"

"Who knows." Facing Nadal's words, Ling Yan turned and left, not going to care about the guy who was going to express some thoughts: "Menciers generally don't think about the purpose of the employer, unless it is in their own interests. in the case of."

"Benefits..." Nadal sighed silently as he looked at Ling Yan who was leaving, "It's really a practical idea."

After passing through the gorgeous place that made Ling Yan uncomfortable in all kinds of senses, after watching Rafaelia walking around the church with curious little animals on the road, she did not disturb them, and went straight to the saint’s room and pushed the door. Open: "Yo, I'm back."

"Welcome back, Master Ling Yan." I closed my eyes and probably prayed for the woman to open his eyes and said, "Shengzi and the others are understanding the structure of the entire church."

"I just saw it, the little girl's curiosity is indeed terrifying." Facing the saint at this time, Ling Yan always felt something was wrong-so what was wrong?

Probably because of the tone and the look in his eyes, right?As far as Ling Yan's cognition is concerned, the current Colette looks at him no longer so targeted, but has a weird feeling...Anyway, it's like the feeling that Mei Hu always sticks to him... Let Ling Yan feel It's quite shuddering.

After all, he couldn't figure out that this woman had just been scolded like that by himself, and she didn't want to kill him, but she still showed this kind of expression--could it be that she planned to let him relax now and then kill him at night?

——Sure enough, the feminine heart of a woman is terrible...

In his heart, he complained about the woman's thoughts, and Ling Yan said in an instant that he was about to slip away: "There is nothing to do before dinner anyway, I will go back to the guest room to rest." After speaking, he has appeared at the door. Outside, and it's ready to close the door.

A joke, he doesn't want to exist in the same room with this crazy, absolutely black woman for one more second-because there is one more second!He is in danger of being killed!

However, there were no surprises. He didn't want to hear or practice at least, but the words that must be heard and must be practiced were finally spoken by this woman:

"Please wait a minute."

"——What are you doing?"

"It happens that there is still a long time before the ceremony, and I am also a little bored." She showed a gentle and dangerous smile, and made a very troublesome request to Ling Yan: "If you don't mind, I can trouble you to accompany me. A game of chess?"

"--" After a moment of silence, Ling Yan asked with a dazed expression: "So there are still things like chess here?"

Well, today’s reason is: I’m thinking about the advanced settings of the player-so you know!

Ask for collection and ticket~

Picture function finally appeared in Chapter 92!

I have to admit that as a dead house, if you want to play disc games, DND, or even games like Gwent, Ling Yan can accompany you!

But for chess-I have to admit that the title of Crappy definitely fits Ling Yan's attributes!

And this is only for Chinese chess!

Not to mention that he has almost never played chess a few times except for hearing it!

To put it simply: Ling Yan's chess skills are praised even if he is lame.

——In short, now you should find a reason to deal with the past.

Thinking of his plan in his heart, Ling Yan scratched his head with a helpless expression: "You are really free. Compared to pretending, you are completely incapable of making that city float?"

"In front of someone who believes, you don't need to think about those things, do you?" She placed the chessboard, and sat in her place, smiling: "Excuse me, can I start?"

——I'm in a disaster...

Faced with this kind of compulsion that is completely driving the ducks on the shelves, Ling Yan can only sit in the prepared chair, thinking about the functions of the chess pieces in chess, and saying: "Don't lose your temper if you lose. what."

"Of course~" As if she respected her only entertainment, she rarely cooperated and said: "Then, let me drive now?"

"Whatever--" For Ling Yan, who couldn't even remember the rules, such a trivial matter didn't matter at all.