Legend of the Asura

“Ding, there's a call outside. Do you want to answer it? ”

“It should be Tin's phone, let's get off the line. ”

Feng Yao nodded and disappeared into two clusters of white light with his brother...

Xiao Tin's phone had been automatically disconnected when the wind came out of the game cabin due to poor time. The wind picked up his phone and called Xiao Tian back.

“Boss, what kind of mysterious mission have you been working on lately? How can you not be contacted in the game? ”

“Oh, it's just a hidden task, I'm afraid to scare you, I'll tell you when I get out. By the way, I may not be able to go back to the wind building for a long time, remember to talk to my little Soft, make sure she doesn't worry too much... Forget it, let Xi Ruo say that you are not safe. ”

Without waiting for Xiao Tian to complain, he hung up directly.

How many gold BOSS is the limit of Shennong Ding's trial?

Are there any other trials in the back?

One door a day, this kind of upgrade should not be too horrible... just pity my little soft, to keep my girlfriend alone again.

“Brother, go shopping with me!” Fengyao ran out joyfully, his clothes had been changed all over again, his light t-shirt was firmly attached to his body, his tight jeans outlined his arrogant long legs, and his tiny white heeled sandals lined with shiny little feet.

With the wind shining in front of him, he couldn't help but admire the charm and was forced to hold his arm and pull it out.

“Yao 'er, I haven't changed...”

“You don't have to change, brother is the best in everything. ”

“But I haven't spoken to Xi Ruo yet...”

“As I said, Xi Ruo's sister went with you in the game. Don't think about your tenderness for a few days. If you don't think about your tenderness, just think about me.” Fengyao held his arm tight and then wore a broad sun hat.

The wind laughed. Women have their own careful eyes, even the gentlest and most considerate Yao in the world.

Walking into a bustling commercial street, the long-running noise made him a little uncomfortable. Although Fengyao covered most of her face, her perfect body still provoked countless male animals to the side frequently, and the crash rod crash on the way was never stopped.

“Brother, so many beautiful women are staring at you!” Fengyao was a little proud, and some of the flavors said,

“I can't help it, the charm is like this.” The wind glistened with pride and smiled at several of his little sisters who were peeking at the side of the road, suddenly lightning them up.

“My narcissistic brother... brother, let's go buy some clothes for Xie Ruo's sister.” Fengyao walked across the street with the wind.

“But... but this is a women's lingerie store...”

A woman in a plaid dress looked at the direction where the wind had disappeared and suddenly shouted: “That man was a wind, a wind! ”

Her partner looked at her reaction strangely and asked curiously, "Who's at large? ”

“Prince of the most popular wind in the history of Jinghua University, although he had left Jinghua University four years ago, now almost all the girls of Jinghua University have his picture hung in their bedroom... I didn't know how many girls cried all night when he left Jinghua, I didn't think I actually met him today...”

“Wow, so amazing, isn't it super handsome? ”

“Not only is he handsome, I'll show you my hidden video on my computer when I get home, beat up a shitty senior director, beat down a dozen hooligans who broke into school by themselves, but also one who singled out the whole basketball team at Huaxia University to win...”

The plaid dress girl had rushed forward to chase him, but he could no longer be seen in the ever-flowing crowd.

“Kohl, hair | Spring? ”

“Hmm, what's that, I'll tell you...” The girl called “Little Cole" said a word gently in her ear and ran away with joy.

“Ah ~ ~ you're dead, you can even say that! ”

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Summer vacations at Jinghua University are brief and fixed, and on August 6th, it is the annual opening date of Jinghua University. Early this morning, the wind sent Feng Yao to school early on. When the two were separated, there was no darkness, only a warm smile.

In this period of time, apart from sleeping in a room, there is little separation between the two and life is simple and cozy. Their emotions have melted long ago, and geographical barriers cannot affect them in any way.

Besides, into the game, they can be together as well.

Although he actually only has less than 10 minutes of game time per day, the level of impunity continues to grow at an alarming rate. Yesterday, after resolving 16 Golden BOSS, he went up to level 41, pulled down the second Hate Sky IV level, stunned those level madmen, and wondered why this dragon had upgraded so quickly without his head or tail. Fengyao also rose to level 35, almost to the ranking list, small to level 39, white to level 37, star to level 35.

The long-running system tone tells him that the next level is the end of the trial, facing 17 golden BOSS!

It was midday when the wind returned home, and if it was lying quietly in the game room, the wind seemed to see a beautiful picture of her stroking the grass.

Yao 'er walks away, what should we do about this lunch... we can't let him eat noodles every day like me... there's a bath... changing his clothes... combing his hair... going to the bathroom...

Windy thought of the first two big, so that the heart of Feng Yao dropped out of school had both. Eventually, we had to let go of the problem for a while, drill into the game room, and continue with the final trial.

Looking at the gorgeous golden BOSS team in front of them, the wind first took a professional photo of them and a scroll smashed past them.

Thunder Soul Explosion Skills Volume.

Boom!

The moment the scroll was thrown, the green world completely turned purple, countless rough and powerful lightning bolted down, forming a huge thunderbolt hell, huge roaring noise deafening, mixed with cluttered screaming and dinging objects dropping, lasted 10 seconds to gradually disperse.

The wind opened its mouth hard to close, and the scene was completely shocked in its head.

This is the power of the curse… and it is only a low-level curse.

How shocking would the intermediate and advanced curses be?

“Ding, you killed level 40 gold BOSS 'Dark Blood Wolf’, reputation +40...”

“Ding, you killed level 40 gold BOSS...”

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