Reign of the Hunters

Chapter 95: See you again, stinging bee.

The scene seems familiar. Ye held the steering wheel quietly and drove calmly, but many original things came to mind. It seems that in the last lifetime, she and a stranger had this conversation in the car, but that conversation they had had had turned upside down. Finally, the white stranger opened the door and stubbornly returned to Yu Feiyun.

Time soon proved that if she was a stranger, she was driving fast and excited, and the stranger was trying so hard to stop her, and finally...

Ye exhaled lightly, alright, alright again. So, in this life, she thought she would listen to strangers, whatever his opinions, and she would seriously consider them, not insistent, not arguing, not even grandiose.

“What do you think?” The stranger pulled out a meat clip and stuffed it in his mouth, biting it with a big mouth, and I could tell that he was really a little hungry.

“What do you think?” This is the true truth of Ye's words. She is actually whispering in her mind right now. It is not very clear what the white stranger is asking.

The stranger glanced at Ye Yi and looked at her side of the car carefully. After not ignoring his own meaning, he slowly said: “How did he get here? ”

This question... Leaf also thought seriously, but, honestly, she didn't know, she wanted to ask easily, but... she forgot. Really, damn, how can her memory be so bad sometimes that she forgets this most important question. So when the stranger asked the question, she had to ask uncertainly: “He and the waves knew each other a long time ago, and knowing where we lived wasn't hard, but... how did he get here, why did he come here, I don't know. ”

White stranger raised his eyebrows, quietly looked at the leaf words, with a shallow smile at the corner of his mouth, suddenly he reached out and touched the top of his head of the leaf words, then said: “What do you think of this person in seniority? ”

This is after Tan broke the waves, another person asked himself this question. If, because Tan Poi Lang is young enough to spread his words, then if he is a stranger to ask himself this question, the leaf words will never be, and it is impossible to say half a lie. She followed behind a car quietly, walking slowly, now at the height of her daily driving, inevitably, she was stuck in traffic. But also because of the good opportunity for traffic jams, it gave him time to think seriously.

“I think this guy is kind of like a kid.” Ye thought about it for a while, then made a serious assessment: “Diamond horn tip, possessive, arbitrary, actionist, you must get what you like. It's like being a little kid, seemingly not admitting to calm reason on him, and I'm a little wondering, how did he grow up to be this big?” She turned to look at the stranger and looked at him strangely. “You said," Well, this kind of person should have a low emotional level, at least lower than my emotional level. This kind of person can grow up safely and safely. There is no mess, is it because of luck? ”

The stranger blinked, then blinked again, with a little uncertainty: "I said, are you the same person I was talking about in the first year? ”

“Hmm?” Ye looked at the stranger with a strange expression: “What is the same person different from one person? ”

The stranger continues to raise his eyebrows: "I mean, the rhythm you describe in your mouth is definitely not the same person I know. ”

“What kind of seniority do you know?” The leaves feel like a parrot who learns his tongue. “What kind of person are you in your life? ”

“At least the first year I know is definitely not a child, calm, self-sustaining, resolute, rational, harsh, and fraudulent, smooth, for the familiar, that's a downhole stone, anyway, it's definitely a demon, how come when it gets to your mouth it becomes a child?” The stranger curled his eyes and laughed a little.

“You can't possibly mistake him, Tan Poi-Wan knows him personally.” Ye's words are a little confusing at one time, whether he made a mistake or not. In fact, easy dust is not a seniority year, which is too strange. Her expression became a little strange and disturbing.

The stranger suddenly laughed, laughing back and forth, as if he had just heard the world's funniest joke, seen one of the world's funniest movies, even bent over to hold his stomach, reached out and rubbed the moisture in the corner of his eyes.

Leaf looked at the stranger even more inexplicably. What did she just say? She thought about it carefully. She shouldn't have said anything. At least she didn't make a terrible joke. How could she laugh like this?

Looking at the somewhat vague face of the leaf words, the stranger withstood a smile and took a few deep breaths before holding that strong smile back. However, he still had a brilliant smile on his face. He sat on his side, leaning against the back of the chair, and said to the leaf words: "When a man does not love a woman, he can often turn her upside down. He thinks he is special MAN, so tasteful and romantic that he can control the big picture. Women love and even worship such men because they feel like little birds. But the truth is, when a man is truly in love, he becomes a boy, and when you think that man is particularly bright, I'm sorry, he's not in love with you. ”

This time it was Leaf's turn to blink her eyes. She blinked for a moment and blinked again. She looked at the stranger and her eyes became more obscure: “You mean...”

“I didn't say anything.” White stranger turns around and looks straight ahead, "the phrase, you feel it yourself, don't ask me. ”

Ye frowned and mumbled a few words that no one could understand before saying, “Do you think Senior Year is a bad guy? ”

The stranger turned his head and thought, “How can I put it? I think he's an ordinary person in personality, not the perfect type of saint, not the type of bad guy who gets pus and pus from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet, just like you and me, there's a good side, there's a bad side, there's an ordinary person. ”

Ye worm his lips a little and did not ask him what he most wanted to know. The car in front moved a little, and she moved along. Looking quietly at the car butt in front of her, she sighed silently. In fact, the most unusual question Leaf wanted to ask was, is this man worthy of his own emotions? But she couldn't ask. The stranger is right, she feels herself, don't ask him. But, in the last life, in the face of Yu Fei Yun, he did not ask himself, the stranger has already spontaneously opposed it, how can this be the case in this world?

She now feels a little bit bitten by a snake for ten years in fear of the smell of a well rope, always afraid that this new year will become another Yu Fei Yun.

White stranger could probably feel the meaning of the leaf words, he looked at the calm side face of the leaf words and said after a while: “Although the seniority is a demon, I think he is the kind of person who is dedicated and responsible, sometimes he loves to play, but mature mind is a good object. ”

Ye did not see the white words, just sat there quietly, but it was like a movie in my head. Hurrah flashed through the scenes of the current year. A long time later, she exhaled lightly: "Hmm. ”

At that time, the white stranger leaned on the back of the chair, as if he were asleep, but his heart was sober, and he sighed. No matter how she followed a child with a snotlout behind her ass, she would need to protect herself no matter what, one day she would have her own life, and there would be another man to replace him. I don't know why, he has a sour feeling, as if the daughter he raised was robbed by someone, he sucked his nose, and in his dead life, don't think I will let you go...

After Spring Festival, players have a lot of props that they get for New Year's Eve activities. These props are quality props that increase their attributes. If it's not for New Year's Eve activities, it's not that easy to make them by yourself. It was with these props, and throughout the game, the players of the guild, engaged in a fierce push of copies. With the help of these props, the progress was very rapid, and for a while, there was good news on the continent, and many guilds had pushed down the BOSS that could not have been pushed down.

Daily upward has been busy getting in and out of the replica group every day. After a period of development, the number of people up every day has now increased by another stage, starting to move towards the size of the Intermediate Guild. Although there is still a long way to go compared to a super-government such as Seiji, because the selection process is very focused, the people who go up every day are essentially elite soldiers, and pulling them out, although you can't say a top ten, the top three or four are fine. The problem that bothers them most now is the lack of equipment, so all the squadrons that go up every day, mix in copies and in the arena every day, only to get better equipment and greatly improve their abilities.

Ye Wu has been in the Rocky Mountains for some time. After the year, she had good luck. She actually touched the temple without going around a few times. Several times she became familiar with it, but she also figured out all the roads of the Rocky Mountains. Now, no matter where it was randomly transmitted, she can find the temple successfully.

The bow in the temple is still hanging on the hand of the natural goddess, and the natural goddess is still enclosed outside the aperture. The leaf word has been thinking a lot lately, but it is still unable to open the aperture. Finally, I had to go back to where I came from and find Natasha at the fork, but Natasha didn't know about it. Fortunately, Natasha gave her a hint that she could ask those who had fought in that war, because the Elf King had performed sacrificial ceremonies in front of the temple with all the Elf warriors before his march, and she could find them and ask them what they deserved.

As Ye pondered, there was only one NPC that was related to her now and to that war, and that was the spiritual bee that had become a ghost, and there seemed to be no one else.

So, again, back to Despair Swamp.

This is still a restricted area for players, and the leaf words came in reluctantly because of their strong potential. High-end monsters everywhere, the dead spirit and the floating corpse on the battlefield waited quietly for the swamp, the wind whimpered past, and brought Sensen's chill down on his skin, making Leaf's words unbearable to fight a cold war. Slowly, she quietly bypassed several ghosts, watching if they found themselves, and constantly adjusting the direction toward the graves of the stinging bees to reach their destination as close as possible.

The process seemed simple, but if it was to be done, it was still a tough thing, at least when the leaves reached the grave of the stinging bee, and her whole back was sweating cold. Still in a diving position, she stared closely at a dead spirit slowly flowing from the fifteen degree angle in front of her left. As she approached herself, the dead spirit turned her head and looked in her direction. Ye immediately held her breath, scared even the atmosphere to breathe. Although his current rank is already very high among players, facing these monsters is not really what it is, if the spirit finds him, he can fly over and kill himself in seconds.

The void eyes of the dead swept away coldly where the leaves were, nothing unusual, and drifted further away. Leaf words only slowly, gently exhaled a long breath, reaching out and touching the gravestone of the stinging bee.

Subsequently, a green smoke sprang up above the grave, which gradually formed a human figure in mid-air, the stinging bee.

The clear figure of the stinger bee stretched out a lazy waist in the middle of the sky, then took a deep breath and said easily: “I feel a friend calling me, let me see, who's here.” He looked down at the leaves and smiled: “It's been a long time since you, my people. ”

“Yes, it's been a long time, stinging bee.” Leaf words offered a salute to the stinging bee, expressing tremendous respect for him.

“How's Tamra?” The stinging bee looked at the leaf words, smiling, and could tell he was in a good mood. So a tragic hero may be a little bit inappropriate, but from the look on his face now, he's in a really good mood.

Ye hesitated for a moment and thought about telling the stinger bee the real situation, but the stinger bee seemed to see something: “My people, what is it you have to say? What are you hesitating about? ”

“Barbie, your friend Tamra has returned home.” Leaf thought about it for a while and told the stinging bee the truth in a more gentle way.

After a slight glimpse of the stinger bee, he realized what the Leaf word meant, his face flashed a little sad, and then quickly recovered: “This is good, we all yearn to go back to our homeland, no matter how, it can be really good.” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)