One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Jing Chennian wanted to say that this was none of his business, but when he met the little girl's bright eyes, he changed his words.

The boy raised his hand slightly, and touched her chest with his fingertips, "A clean and dark place."

Ling Qiong froze for a moment, "You want me to kill someone?"

Jing Chennian withdrew his hand, "Didn't the little princess kill someone before, why are you scared now?"

Ling Qiong: "..."

Afraid is not afraid.

It's just killing an NPC in the copy of the copy, and there is no psychological burden at all.

only……

This request was made by the cub, so I was a little shocked.

Ling Qiong pursed her lower lip and asked him, "What will happen if you don't find the time?"

Jing Chennian evoked an evil smile, and from the void, slowly slid his fingertips across the girl's pretty face, whispering softly like a whisper from the dark, "Ghosts will like you."

Ling Qiong met his gaze, "Then will you like me too?"

Jing Chennian withdrew his hand and leaned aside, "Why are you so hard on me?"

Ling Qiong moaned: "Who made me like you."

Jing Chennian: "Little princess, if you have a mental illness, go out and see a doctor."

Ling Qiong clutched her chest, pretending, "If you like it because you are sick, then let me die."

Jing Chennian: "..."

Where did you learn these nonsense words.

…

"ah--"

The players who were fighting over there were attacked by the long-awaited ghosts and were dragged directly into a dark corner without life.

A group of people stopped fighting among themselves immediately and looked around vigilantly.

There are obviously street lights on the street, but at this moment it still feels gloomy, the wind from nowhere blows into the cracks in the bones, it is bitingly cold.

"ah!"

There was another scream.

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see that their companion was dragged up to the tall building next to him by something, and disappeared into the broken window.

Ling Qiong went to see Jing Chennian, who turned his head slightly to look there, with a warm face, but a cold smile in his eyes.

Ling Qiong rolled her eyes around, "Zi, you didn't do this, did you?"

Can drive so many ghosts to one place at the same time...

"So what if I did it?" Jing Chennian didn't mean to deny it, "This is where we are different, we are not in the same camp."

Lingqiong didn't answer, "Why did you attack them?"

Jing Chennian: "What do you want? My existence is to prevent you from passing the customs."

Ling Qiong crossed out a few possibilities in her mind, and slowly guessed: "Are you looking for something?"

In the last dungeon, Jing Chennian recovered his strength only after finding the boss' bones.

What about this copy?

Jing Chennian rubbed his brows, "Can you go and type your copy? Don't meddle in my affairs."

Ling Qiong was serious: "But you are the BOSS, I play the dungeon to play the BOSS, if I don't look for you, who will I look for?"

Jing Chennian: "..."

Jing Chennian wanted to swear, but his good self-cultivation made him hold back.

…

"Run..."

"Go to the left, hurry up, rush out, go over there!"

"There are ghosts here too!"

"Why are there so many ghosts? They are coming!"

The ghosts sneak attack, causing the player to lose several people. At this time, the ghosts do not sneak attack, but appear openly and attack them in groups.

Among ordinary ghosts, there are many fairy tale ghosts like clowns.

The number of ghosts far outnumbered the players, and they attacked in groups, almost drowning the players inside.

Some players had props in their hands, and they didn't dare to hide them any more at this time, and used them one after another.

The ghosts blocked those players, and they didn't want their lives. They were like cats catching mice, teasing them.

Jing Chennian saw that the timing was almost the same, so he didn't talk nonsense with Ling Qiong, and went out from the dark.

Seeing this, the clown quickly followed Jing Chennian.

The ghosts surrounded the players in a circle. The strong man and Friday both put aside their previous suspicions and stood back to back to be vigilant against these ghosts.

The giggling ghosts parted ways, and the boy in the black long gown walked in leisurely, carrying the torrent of history.

For a moment, everyone present thought they were hallucinating and had traveled to the wrong time and space.

When they saw the little girl bouncing up behind the boy, their expressions changed again.

Why is it her again! !

I haven't seen this boy before, but Lingqiong and the others know each other.

I pretended to be an NPC to lie to them before, and later sold admission tickets. It's hard not to know each other.

Why does it seem like she... is with these ghosts?

This dungeon doesn't seem to be divided into camps! !

In some dungeons, ghosts are divided into factions and form alliances with ghosts. If you are lucky, you may pass the level, but obviously this dungeon is not in this mode!

"It's all about what I do? I just come and see him." Ling Qiong drew everyone's attention to Jing Chennian.

Everyone: "..."

Is there a difference?

Aren't you in the same group?

Jing Chennian didn't care about Ling Qiong's small movements, his eyes swept over the crowd, and he didn't give them a chance to speak. He raised his hand and grabbed the void, and a person over there flew out of the crowd, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground .

The crowd gasped and couldn't help but back away.

They were lucky just now, but if this boy was human, the luck would be gone now.

The man kneeling on the ground raised his head in horror, "You you..."

Jing Chennian lowered his eyes slightly, and under the man's terrified gaze, raised his hand to grab his neck.

"Hmm... let it go... save, help..." The man wanted to struggle, but the strength that grabbed him was like a pair of iron clamps, and he couldn't break free at all.

He tried to ask for help from his companions behind him, but unfortunately they were still in shock at this time.

Even if some companions heard it, no one dared to go directly to save people.

The ghosts and monsters staring at the surroundings, the man of unknown origin but who seems to have extraordinary strength, and that weird girl, how dare they go up to die.

The man had difficulty breathing, his face was flushed, and the brilliance in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Is he going to die here?

He doesn't want to die yet...

The air entering the lungs became less and less, and the strength of the man's struggle became smaller.

Just when he thought he was going to die, the force holding him loosened suddenly, and he fell back to the ground.

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

The man leaned on the ground and panted.

Not dead...not dead...unexpectedly not dead! !

However, he was delighted for only two seconds, and the ecstasy on his face froze. The man lowered his head to look at his chest, and the bright red blood flowed out, staining his clothes red.

A grunt came from the man's throat, but he didn't say a word.

Jing Chennian raised his hand to cover the man's eyes, slid it down, then pushed the man away, took out a handkerchief, and slowly wiped the blood off the dagger.

Ling Qiong stood by and stared dumbfounded.

Is the cub so cruel?

this……

This is too pretty!

As expected of her son, he is always so handsome when he kills.

The body of the man who fell on the ground began to disappear, disappearing into ashes like a ghost. Where he disappeared, lay a Rubik's cube clock quietly.

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