Legend of the Asura

The white light flashed and a man and a woman appeared successively in Tianlong Square.

“Brother, is this Tianlong Imperial City? It's spectacular.” Women's white veil covers, a pair of starry eyes glittering with exciting light, amazingly weighing everything around them.

The man's stiff face revealed a smile and his sister was happy, his greatest happiness.

Although the vast majority of players are practicing in the wild, Tianlong Imperial City's huge square is still overcrowded. Yang Aotian carefully protects his sister from waves and waves of people.

At the center of the square, five giant magic screens were erected. Yang Aotian stared as hard as a snake at a name on the ranking list, and the tight double fists came with the skeletal staggering sound of "bang bang bang".

“West —— gate —— maniac ——”

Three low, cold voices, as if they were from the abyss of hell, forced everyone around them to fight a cold war. Yang Xi looked at his brother nervously, but did not persuade him anything. She knew that her brother would listen to her about everything, only this thing wouldn't.

Yang Xieruo's sweeping of Yang Aotian's "Demon Wolf - Madness” revealed a little pain and hatred in his eyes.

What kind of crime is it that makes this pure, snowy girl hate herself?

“Brother,” Yang Xieruo gently pulled Yang Aotian's arm, “Go and change...”

“Mm-hmm.” Yang Aotian turned back to God and looked at his sister with pity and said, “Cheryl, what kind of profession do you like? ”

“I'm going to choose my favorite florist so I can see flowers of all colors every day...” Yang Xieruo's eyes are full of desire and excitement.

Yang Aotian's heart ached and nodded silently.

“Brother, I will never have to drag you down again.” Yang Xieruo's voice was full of guilt. If it wasn't for taking her to level 10, her brother would have been able to transfer.

Because, if Yang Xiao doesn't have the slightest sense of weird escalation.

Yang Aotian looked serious and pretended to be angry and said: “Don't say such silly things in the future. We are family, there is nothing to drag you down! ”

Yang Xi threw up his little pink tongue and pushed Yang Aotian: “Got it! Brother, hurry up and get over that amazing Hulo! ”

Yang Aotian nodded, “If anything happens, you must let me know! ”

Throw away the bronze sword in your hand and Yang Aotian went straight to the transfer point.

“I'll never use you again. ”

……

“Yang Aotian, transfer, assassin! ”

Tianjin's atheistic eyes glanced at him for a moment and muttered: “It's almost level 14 before I come to change jobs. What's so funny about the new village? ”

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“Old Zhang... cough... Master Zhang Tian, you said you could move away, why did the Emperor not send you to collect the grass?” The wind followed Master Zhang back to his door in a flash, and he finally couldn't help but ask.

“Wind Soul Warrior, there is nothing that can be done about this kind of thing. Don't say that the passage of the passage is within 100 kilometers of the Emperor City of Tianlong. Even if it can be reached, those two seconds of application time is sufficient for the fairy to kill the passage. ”

Escape: Cut ~ I'm going to be killed in seconds, too.

“Zhang Tianshi knows a great deal. Are you also afraid of the fairy beast? ”

“Oh, but most monks have weak vitality, let alone little ability to attack. ”

“Oh, it turns out —— oh, I wonder if this spell can be passed on?” When Zhang Tianshi took out another piece of token paper and was ready to walk away, the wind asked.

Zhang Tianshi stunned: “Oh? Is it the spirit warrior who has the heart to preach? Simple and simple, if the soul warrior has a heart, the path of poverty can immediately convert you to Heavenly Daoist. With the qualities of the soul warrior, you will become the genius of my Heavenly Daoist Gate. ”

“So simple?” The wind lingered for a while, and then he became vigilant, "cough, I do have a long-standing desire for monasticism, but I don't know what the side effects of being this monk are? ”

“Side effects? There are no side effects, just not edible, not near female, not staying outside for long, not greedy, not easily angry, not easy to kill, not marry, not lazy, not...”

The wind listened with a pale face and said hastily: “This monastery is not in a hurry, we'll talk later, we'll talk later. Oh, yes, I have things to do. I won't give them away. Bye.” After that, he hurried into the wind tower.

Master Zhang Tianshi's misty water: “Isn't it terrible to be a warrior? ”

“Young master, you're back.” Soft and still playful to stand there and greet.

“Ah... hmm.” The wind wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and the monastic guys were probably kicked in the head by donkeys.

“Young Master, please use the early...” Back to the room, he softly served a snack and walked in.

“Earlier? I think I've eaten. ”

I've just had breakfast in the air, and I'm not hungry.

While eating in the game does not really solve the hunger in reality, there is no difference between smell and taste enjoyment and reality.

It has to be said that the Round reached an abhorrent level of simulation.

Nevertheless, the wind took a glass of milk and drank it, with a pure sweetness, smooth mouthfeel and absolutely no trimeric cyanamine.

Quality milk: Effect: Life +50.

“Soft, sit down and eat together.” The wind is kind of funny to stand there and peek at his tenderness from time to time, he says.

“Ah? Young master, I... I've eaten. ”

When she was with Princess Mizuki, she could eat with her without any hesitation, but now this young master always likes to bully her, she still has some uncertainty about his personality, and she feels uncomfortable.

“Have you eaten and swallowed? Sit down and eat, we people from different worlds don't have as many rules as you do. ”

Players simply enjoy eating, NPC will starve to death if they don't eat.

The soft brush on her face turned red and she had to sit down carefully and mess with the cake on the plate.

A brief early hour passed in a strange quiet atmosphere.

“Soft, watch your home, the bad guys are coming. Don't open the door.” The wind snuck a few handfuls on the soft body before being satisfied and ready to turn away.

“Young Master...” Softly cried out for the wind.

“Hmm? You don't want me to go? Hey, it's okay. I'll be back in the afternoon. You just have to take your clothes off and wash them white. ”

Soft and blushing, he ignored the second half of the sentence and twisted for half a day to say: “Young master, the family... is running out of money. ”

“Money? What money?” Do you want money too?

“Young Master... to buy cooking materials, all kinds of flower seeds and trimmings, clothes, water, fuel, and... and my room has no quilt, I had to sleep in the Young Master's room last night. ”

“ …… ”

“I... my own money is at Princess Watermoon's. I didn't bring it. Some of the tapes on me have been used up for yesterday's dinner and today's breakfast...”

Swearing, she dared to ignore something very important - not only did the little girl not pay her commission herself, but she didn't even pay for her living.

Although this little girl doesn't have to pay a commission.

“Approximately how many gold coins a day? ”

“One day… about 100. ”

“… okay, this standard of living is barely affordable.” The generous man with the face of the wind pulled 1,000 gold coins to give to Soft, “this is the cost of living for 9 days, no need to look for it, keep an eye on home, I'm leaving. ”

“…” The gentle thought was: “My father clearly said he had 10 million gold coins, and the young master was so mean. ”

“Should I go find something to do? I used to be able to play with the princess every day, now this bad master is usually not at home, definitely bored to death. ”

“But what can I do? ”