One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Ling Qiong felt that Bro Game was messing with her.

She is a player, and the boy is a dungeon boss in a dungeon, how can they play happily together?

Is this challenging the authority of the rules of the black domain, or is it testing her ability to make friends out of nothing?

【Kiss, krypton gold...】

roll!

Ling Qiong scolded angrily from the bottom of her heart.

If she had money, would she have fallen to this point? !

【……】Why.

【Then come on my dear~】

Winky dropped this sentence and hid it.

Ling Qiong was so angry that she grabbed the grass on the ground.

Jiang Cha didn't expect such an accident, and at this moment, he was a little bit confused.

"What should we do now?" She asked Ling Qiong, who was squatting on the ground and picking grass.

Ling Qiong continued to sigh: "How would I know."

Ginger Tea: "..."

…

Ling Qiong nestled in the wooden house and did nothing, and Jing Chennian didn't bother her either.

Jiang Cha felt that he couldn't sit still like this, so he still went out to find clues.

Every time I go out, it will be a little dangerous, but fortunately, I came back safely.

"When are you going to lie down?" Jiang Cha put down her schoolbag and looked at the person in the wicker chair.

From that day on, she has been lying here desperately, never leaving the door.

If it weren't for the old housekeeper who came to deliver food to her regularly, she would have starved to death.

Jiang Cha is also very strange, why is that gloomy old housekeeper treating her so well...

Too good to be her butler.

Ling Qiong propped her chin, lacking energy, "Lie down until the sea dries up."

Ginger Tea: "..."

Jiang Cha took a deep breath, "Although that Jing Yuan didn't attack us now, who knows when he will suddenly attack us. It is more important to leave here now."

"Um."

The little girl agrees that she agrees, but there is no follow-up at all.

Ginger Tea, who doesn't talk much, is now forced to talk more, "Are you going to spend all this time here?"

Since coming out of the basement that day, she has never seen the teacher again.

Jiang Cha felt that he should be gone.

So the only players who are still alive in the dungeon are her and Ling Qiong.

As for the dungeon boss Jing Yuan, Jiang Cha had never seen it before, but that didn't mean it wasn't dangerous.

Ling Qiong said lazily: "It won't die, what's wrong?"

Jiang Cha: "Each dungeon has a time limit. If you haven't cleared the level by the last time, you will die here." Doesn't she know this?

Of course Lingqiong knew this rule, "It's not too early, what's the hurry."

Waiting for her father to think about how to deal with the cub without spending money, she is very confused now.

Ginger Tea: "..."

Just lying like this, no amount of time is enough.

Jiang Cha had no choice but to look for clues by himself.

The villa was burned down, and more clues were buried in the villa, and ginger tea did not go very well.

"Do you think Jing Yuan burned that villa?" Jiang Cha was irritated by these clues, and there was no one to discuss with. In the end, he couldn't help but ask Ling Qiong, who had nothing to do.

Ling, the culprit, Joan calmly dumped the blame: "Maybe?"

Ginger Tea also thinks that he burned it, the purpose is to prevent them from passing the level.

Jiang Cha asked again: "The bones we found before, are they his?"

Ling Qiong scratched her head, took out a hand bone from behind, and measured the length with her hand, and said honestly: "I think it looks a bit like it."

Jiang Cha: "..." Why does she still have bones in her hand!

The bones that were found before were all gone, and Jiang Cha had tried to find them for the past few days, but unfortunately they couldn't find them.

It was after they found all the bones that Jing Yuan changed.

According to normal logic, it should be these bones that restrict his movement. He must first find the bones before he can recover his strength.

She always thought that those bones were taken away by Jing Yuan.

Who knew she still had one in her hand!

…

Jiang Cha came back before dark that day, and saw Ling Qiong changed into clean clothes and looked like she was planning to go out.

"Are you going out?"

Lingqiong: "Yeah."

Jiang Cha was puzzled, "It's getting dark, what are you going out for?"

In the nearby forest, there is thick fog when it gets dark, and there are some ghosts hiding in it, so it is very dangerous to go out.

Ling Qiong sighed: "Go and find my cub...the dungeon boss to talk about life."

Jiang Cha: "???" What life are we talking about? What is there to chat with you about a BOSS?

Ling Qiong went out arrogantly, with a heroic posture.

At this time, there was a thick fog outside, so Jiang Cha took a slow pace and chased after her. The goal was the thick fog, and she didn't know which direction she was going at all.

Ling Qiong walked towards the villa, and the dense fog seemed to be conscious, and took the initiative to open a path for her.

The burned-out villa was now completely intact in the mist.

There is no bright villa, people don't feel any sense of security, only boundless and endless fear.

Ling Qiong took a breath, cheered herself up from the bottom of her heart, took the hand bone, stepped up the steps, and pushed open the door with the hand bone.

A gust of wind blew out from the door, and Ling Qiong couldn't help shaking her arms.

She didn't go in, but stood at the door, poked her head in, and called out crisply, "Jing Chennian?"

quiet--

Ling Qiong stood at the door, unwilling to go in.

And the people inside seemed to be waiting for her to go in.

The two sides remained deadlocked for five or six minutes.

At this moment, a cluster of faint blue flames lit up from inside, followed by one after another.

The entire space is rendered in a faint blue.

At the stairs, a black figure quietly appeared, still wearing a retro-style gown, with blue flames floating around him, like the Lord of the Underworld in the dark night.

The boy leaned on the armrest and slowly descended, Qingyue's voice fell, "I'm still wondering when Miss Sang will come to see me."

Ling Qiong blinked her eyes and asked obediently, "Are you waiting for me?"

Jing Chennian stopped in the middle of the stairs and looked down at her: "I'll wait for a long time."

Ling Qiong tilted her head, "You miss me so much, why don't you come to me?"

Jing Chennian: "..."

Who misses her?

Jing Chennian ignored Ling Qiong's nonsense, "Miss Sang is here tonight, isn't she here to talk to me about these irrelevant things?"

The little girl outside the door thought seriously for a few seconds and said, "To me, these words are more important."

Jing Chennian: "..."

What are these words?

Jing Chennian felt that it was not a good thing to say, so he changed the subject: "Miss Sang, please come in."

Lingqiong's little head shook from side to side, as if she was very frightened, she slowly moved inside.

Seeing her like that, Jing Chennian raised the corners of his lips, and his tone was slightly mocking, "Miss Sang is still afraid?"

Lingqiong chick nodded like a pecking rice: "Well, I'm just a little girl with no strength to restrain a chicken, why aren't you afraid?"

Jing Chennian who had watched her hold down ghosts with her bare hands: "..." He believed in ghosts!

Jing Chennian came down from upstairs and motioned Ling Qiong to find a place to sit, "How do you know my name is Jing Chennian?"

The name he uses is 'Jing Yuan', the name Jing Chennian, and he has never told anyone about it.

Where did she know that?