How should Lin Chou describe this feeling? Not only was it shaken by the flashing fonts, but he suddenly felt like his head was like an old-fashioned host with a three-digit memory usage. Speaking of which, his system would not be the legendary one.
Hey, this is the most LOWB creature that occupies a structure. Why is it that when it goes into trouble, it’s usually me, the host, who is most unlucky?
Lonely.
despair.
Gou!
A feeling of being grabbed by the scruff of the neck arises spontaneously: Dog beep system, what on earth have you done to my brain!
Su Yourong and the big-breasted sister looked at each other in disbelief, and there was also Wu Ke, who was hissing and laughing after being tortured by moxa oil.
Several people asked cautiously,
“Boss (Brother Chou), what’s wrong with you??”
The worry on Wu Ke's face was not false at all.
If something happens to Lin Chou, he, Wu Ke, will starve to death on this mountain in less than three days for you to watch live, no kidding!
Although Lin Moumou occasionally encounters minor problems:
For example, I suddenly become so skinny that I am no longer human-like. I often fall into a daze while talking and doing things. Occasionally, I get nervous and do some inexplicable things, and chat lively with things that don't exist at all.
..
But, that’s not as exaggerated as this time!
Look at how pale Lin Chou's face is. His whole person looks inexplicably weak from the inside out, but he clearly hasn't done anything!
Wu Ke was even wondering if Lin Chou had split into another personality like Shan Ye...
Lin Chou waved his hand and said,
"Cough, it's okay. I suddenly felt dizzy. Maybe I had a cold."
Wu Ke: "..."
Brother, can we have some knowledge in our hearts? With your uncanny strength and miraculous physical fitness, you have a cold?!
How fresh hey~
Lin Chou dragged his body up the mountain,
"After you finish eating, clean up. Big-breasted sister, don't forget to take the braid back... I'll go back and rest for a while... Breakfast will be served as usual tomorrow."
Home Tree Cabin.
Lin Chou fell down on the bed, his eyes widened.
"The system is getting weirder and weirder. By the way, will the system die? I always feel like this damn system might sneak a dog leash behind my back at any time..."
"You're going to take jujube pills. There's such a sick and delicate dog thing on the stall. It's okay if you don't provide benefits. I have nothing to worry about for it..."
"It seems that the intelligence points added by the system are all panel attributes. They are completely fake. This guy must have been targeted by the anti-counterfeiting office in the system industry."
"Condemned by God? Destroyed by humanity? What should I do?"
"Emmmm, is it really a lack of energy or something else? God won't give me face, and I won't even say that there will be another source of crystal rain or something like that."
"How about... hurry up and complete those tasks?"
Lin Chou muttered on the bed for an hour, and fell asleep amidst the yingyingying of the sacrificed Xuetuanzi boss and the ghostly cries and wolf howls of the warlock uncle Zhao Qingcang.
After Lin Chou fell into a deep sleep,
"Jigujigu~"
A large number of furry things poured in from a crack in a certain door, and then gathered and expanded into a sphere with a diameter of more than one meter. They stood by the bed and silently "observed" Lin.
"Jigujigu."
Obviously there is no organ similar or roughly similar to "eyes", but the fur ball "standing" there rolling around gives people the feeling that it is "looking" at Lin Chou.
Suddenly, the fur ball used an arm wrapped with mycelium to take out a smaller sphere from the ball body - the size of a spiny tennis ball, probably similar to a gray sea urchin, or a hand-made version of the fur ball's skin.
.
Maoqiu placed the wooden sea urchin on Lin Chou's chest.
"Jigu~"
Press hard.
"Bah."
Lin Chou's clothes were torn, and the sharp thorns scratched his skin, causing a lot of blood to flow out.
Furball was anxious: "Jigu??!"
In his sleep, Lin frowned and patted his chest casually.
"呲~"
The sea urchin was completely stuck in the palm of his hand, and some of the sharp thorns had even penetrated from the back of his hand.
There is a kind of pain that hurts even when you look at it.
However, the strange thing is that Lin Chou didn't seem to feel any pain, his brows relaxed, and he slept deeper.
The fur ball rolled onto the bed, rolled around Lin Chou's bloody hand, and said eagerly,
"Chi-gu, chi-gu chi-gu!!"
sea urchin:"......"
Under the trees in the home, halfway up the hillside.
The warlock shouted at the top of his lungs,
"Only the herons and eagles are singing quietly~"
Zhao Qingcang and the blind old man were swollen and swollen,
"Okay, good singing!"
The warlock suddenly froze,
"Eh??"
Zhao Qingcang muttered dissatisfiedly,
"Hey, what? Why don't you sing? It's disappointing."
The Warlock Master suddenly lifted up his hood.
Between two ferocious horns several meters high, a beauty with perfect lines of silver flames was revealed. Her attire was different from usual:
She was wearing a gauze scarf, her hair was tied up high, and she had a silver cup in her left hand and a small toothbrush that turned into silver flames in her right hand. She puffed out her cheeks and was obviously brushing her teeth.
The silver flame beauty who looked exactly like Wei Qingyu suddenly faced the empty eye sockets of Zhao Qingcang and the blind old man without the cover of her hood.
"..."
The silver flame beauty's eyes were full of confusion and shyness. The toothbrush and mouthwash cup in her hands fell, and her mouth opened wider and wider, and her eyes became more and more frightened.
"Ah~"
——In fact, no sound was made. This was something Lao Zhao made up automatically.
Then, a ball of silver flames with a diameter of more than 20 meters covered Zhao Qingcang's face silently, as if jumping through space.
"groove..."
Zhao Qingcang only had time to curse a word before he was flatly knocked into the soil by the silver flame pattern.
"Hey~"
How high is the temperature of the silver flame...
It was impossible to even perceive whether there was a real temperature. It was just as if Lao Zhao and the blind old man had been pressed to the ground with an iron from beginning to end and ironed several times, and they were firmly embedded in the ground, as smooth as a mirror.
Moreover, the blind old man and Zhao Qingcang suddenly realized that they were like sweet potatoes that grew naturally in the ground.
I couldn't think rationally for the moment, let alone move my fingers, and my heartbeat had stopped.
The flame ball bounced up like a balloon, flying higher and higher until it disappeared into the yellow clouds.
After finishing all this, the silver flame beauty rolled up her arms and sleeves, and launched a set of hearty military fists on the head of the warlock's spiritual body. She roared angrily and exploded into a ball of flame, which wrapped around the two giant horns without moving.
Already.
Of course, the warlock who was still in a daze did not realize that he had just been "beaten".
He scratched his head frantically,
"That's not right! Is it awake? How did it get out??"
Because the warlock uncle suddenly discovered that the fur ball located in his "Qianlong in the Sleeve" and the "skin bag" that was bigger than the mountain suddenly disappeared.
Gul'dan is on top, this is totally unreasonable! (To be continued)