"You dare to call me a shemale?" Qing Wuqing's brows furrowed nicely, pointing at the rotten cowboy angrily and saying, "I just saved you, and you don't even know how to thank me, but you actually attack me personally?"
"Cowboy, this is what's wrong with you..." Haoran suppressed his smile and said: "He is ruthless but the famous jade-faced little..."
"Little fox?"
"Ahem...it's the little snitch." Haoran corrected.
"..." The bad cowboy was silent for a few seconds, then turned to Wu Qing and said, "Brother, I think calling me Little Thief might be more suitable for you."
"I..." Qingwu was about to cry but had no tears, and stamped his feet and said: "I won't pay attention to you."
Under a full moon, Qingqing dragged his lonely shadow, walked dozens of steps to the side, and stood motionless. That look, soft and frail, made people look very sad.
"Xiaobai, did we go too far?" The bad cowboy felt a little uneasy when he thought that it was indeed thanks to this handsome guy that he didn't die.
"Uh, how about you go comfort him and apologize by the way?" Haoran also felt ruthless and pitiful.
"We're going to go together."
"Oh well."
After the two reached an agreement, they walked gently towards Wuqing. As they got closer, they could hear Qingqing mumbling words. When Haoran listened carefully, it turned out to be...
"Bite him!"
"Crack it!"
"Yes, that's it, catch me again!"
"..."
The ruthless handsome guy stood straight, staring at the two boss battle circles with piercing eyes, and a series of shouts slipped out of his mouth.
"Xiaobai, who is he cheering for?" The bad cowboy was shocked. His evil-like ruthlessness really cannot be judged by common sense.
"It seems that he is cheering for both parties," Haoran spread his hands and said with a helpless expression: "Looking at the way he is relieved, he probably thinks that one of the two bosses is you and the other is me..."
"..." A drop of sweat fell from the forehead of the bad cowboy.
As he spoke, the battle between the two bosses had already entered a fever pitch. The Netherworld Saber-toothed Tiger had been struck by the sword dozens of times, and his body was covered with rolled flesh, including at least eight or nine wounds that were deeply visible to the bone.
Under the display of the Eagle Eye technique, the status values of the two bosses can be seen at a glance. Currently, the Nether Sabre-Tooth Tiger only has one-tenth of its health left, while the Bloody Sun is slightly better, and its health bar still has two-fifths of its length.
"Everyone, please pay attention. Wait one more minute, and we will go out as a group to try to make these two big bosses die in my hands." He quickly told the two of them his thoughts: "Let them fight until the end.
If so, we won’t be able to share the experience of fighting the boss, let alone dream of dropping any equipment.”
"Brother, I totally agree." Qing Qing seems to have gotten over the shadow of being teased by them. Looking at him, he has obviously spent a lot of time sharpening his sword. If it were a little later, even if Haoran didn't say anything, he would just rush forward.
Give each of the two bosses a shot.
"I have no problem." Although the bad cowboy doesn't like to charge forward, Xiaoyun gave him a fatal order to reach level 30 within two days. Now his eyes light up when he hears that he has experience.
.
"The cowboy is only allowed to fight each boss once and then quit watching the battle." Haoran said decisively.
"Why?" the bad cowboy said angrily. At this juncture, if you fight more, you will naturally gain more experience. Why should you wait in the back?
"Just because you lost one hundred lucky points." Haoran rolled his eyes at him and said, "If these two bosses are mutated by you, how can we survive?"
"I..." The bad cowboy was sweating like rain.
"Oh, so this guy has such a glorious history?" Wu Qingqing heard the gossip and immediately came over with a smile and said: "How about you follow me, cowboy? My favorite is fighting mutant bosses."
"I will never follow a transvestite!" the cowboy protested loudly.
"You..." The ruthless eyebrows twisted at first, then relaxed again.
He suddenly stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his red lips in a very seductive way. Then he waved the white handkerchief in his hand and said: "Enemies, I like your straightforward temperament..."
That posture and face, if placed on a woman, would be truly stunning. Unfortunately... he is a man.
The bad cowboy suddenly felt an inexplicable chill rising from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help but shiver. He felt like he was being manipulated by this jade-faced little snitch, and now his stomach felt like something was surging.
"Here you go." Haoran took out two bottles of scorpion venom from the package and handed it to the two of them, saying, "Apply it on the weapons. Each person is responsible for making a boss bleed. This way we can save a lot of effort."
"Isn't this a potion that has been selling like crazy on the market in the past few days?" Wu Qingqing knew the goods very well and said: "The black market price is 35 gold coins a bottle, how can you be so generous and give it away?"
"The hair dye just now is not cheaper than this one, why didn't you tell me?" Haoran glanced at him, but did not reveal the secret of making a fortune from these two things.
"That's true." Wu Qingrui stroked her long green hair with satisfaction, her expression was as charming as any.
"Wow~" The bad cowboy vomited on the side.
"What happened to you two men today? One of them vomited and the other vomited again?" He glanced at the bad cowboy who was wiping his mouth with ruthless dissatisfaction and said: "Is this the legendary pre-war phobia?"
"Yes, it must be a phobia." Haoran nodded, but added in his heart: It would be more reliable to change the word "pre-war" to "shemale".
(Qingqing said with tears streaming down her face: "Lihua, I am a handsome guy with a beautiful face, how can I look like a bitch? Please give me back my innocence!"
Lihua said calmly: "It seems that the book friends have the final say, you just draw the circles!"
All the book friends shouted: "The pear blossom is wise! Long live the shemale!")
"I'll go first, I'll take care of the Netherworld Sabretooth Tiger's end." Qingqing no longer paid attention to the two of them, and his figure suddenly disappeared into the air, apparently having sneaked over secretly.
"This assassin is really awesome." The bad cowboy wiped his mouth and raised his head just in time to see this scene. He was filled with envy.
"You're not bad at all. Work hard. Several people in our studio will try to find ways to get into hidden professions when the time comes." Haoran said, "You can go too. I'll use magic so I won't get close to you and fight.
"
"Okay." The bad cowboy glanced at the two bosses who were killing each other in a blinding manner, knowing that if he didn't leave, he would have no chance to make a move.
He carefully smeared the scorpion venom on the tip of the sword and gently approached from behind. Although he did not know the invisibility technique, the two bosses who were fighting fiercely did not notice the approach of this little man at all.
"Go to hell!" When the bad cowboy walked to a distance of seven or eight meters, he suddenly accelerated sharply, rushed behind the bloody setting sun, and thrust out a sword as fast as lightning.
