Outside Qiwang Town, Ling Xiaolu was guiltily explaining the lamb chop with wings and flying away, when a black shadow fell from the sky.
Ling Xiaolu was shocked: "Be careful!"
His reminder was obviously superfluous. The black shadow's giant sword slashed at the dove, but it split a cloud of black smoke. This person is actually a fake, but the real dove quietly appeared behind the attacker. Just a shot can let him release the ghost.
"Wait a minute!" Ling Xiaolu saw the face of the person coming, and hurriedly stopped, "He is my friend!"
Poison Dove's hand stayed only one centimeter away from Ji Meng. He also wore gloves similar to bird's claws on his hands. The nails that popped up when attacking were extremely sharp and poisonous.
"Is he your friend?" Poison Dove asked repeatedly.
Ling Xiaolu blurted out in a hurry, whether he liked it or not, he could only admit it: "Reluctantly... It's..."
"What is reluctance? Can you tell me again?"
Ji Meng took a step forward and wanted to catch Ling Xiaolu, but was persuaded by Jin Dou's nails, "Don't move."
Ling Xiaolu really wants to hit him, do you feel a little bit of a dying person
Poison Dou glanced at the top of Ji Meng's head: "It seems that you are not as afraid of gold names as you said."
"What's so scary about Jin Ming? Black names like you should stay away." Ji Meng retorted disdainfully.
"Wow! Big brother, don't say a few words! I'm afraid you will raise a placard to express the next sentence!"
"With me here, I won't let you compare with deer." Ji Meng ignored Ling Xiaolu's advice, and turned to warn Poison Dove.
"Really?" Shijiu didn't explain, and teased him deliberately, "What can you do, beat me?"
It was obviously impossible to beat him, and Ji Meng suddenly thought of the purpose of chasing and killing him.
"What's his bounty? I'll double it for you!"
"You're crazy! That's two million!" Ling Xiaolu shouted.
"Okay, take your hands away, I'll give you four million."
Ling Xiaolu: "What???"
Ji Meng squinted at him in disgust: "But who will give you a reward of two million if they are full?"
"Why didn't you tell me who would give me four million to redeem me when they were full?!"
There was a chuckle from under the mask, and the dove's nails shrank back, and the man took a step back.
"I know now why you're not afraid of him. Since your friend is here, I'll go first."
The poison dove disappeared, turned into a group of crows, and hula scattered.
Ji Meng didn't understand: "Why did he leave without the money?"
"Where did you hear the rumors? Ten big men besieged me. If it weren't for the poisonous dove, I would have died a long time ago."
"Then stay away from him. This guy has an anti-social personality. How can normal people enjoy killing people in games."
"The pressure of the real society is heavy, and it's not enough for people to have some unusual hobbies in the virtual world? Really."
Ji Meng strode up to Ling Xiaolu and looked at him several times from head to toe.
"And you, how long have I been offline, how many things do you have on your head?"
"What's the matter? You are allowed to have golden light on your head, but not mine."
"Glittering gold?" Ji Meng scorned, "Are you called a reward?"
"No no no," Ling Xiaolu shook his finger, "It was already half an hour ago, and now my name is - Reward, Dao!"
He looked so badly beaten that Ji Meng pretended to draw his sword and wanted to cut him.
Ling Xiaolu pointed at himself angrily: "You still want to slash me with a knife? Why don't you ask me why I was offered a reward?"
Ji Meng put down his sword: "Who is offering you a reward?"
"The lines are wrong. You should follow my words and ask, because who was the reward?"
"Who the hell did you get the bounty on?"
"..." Ling Xiaolu accepted, "Forget it, let me tell you, it's Father Kou."
Ji Meng didn't believe it: "Dou Kou is actually willing to spend money on you as a reward?"
"What does he want to spend your money on?"
"Why is it my money again?"
"You promised to duel with them and ran away again, and you owe them one million, do you remember?"
Ji Meng thought for a while: "Oh, it seems that there is such a thing."
"Everyone has seen it, don't think about reneging on your debt!"
"Who defaulted on the debt? I just forgot." Ji Meng thought that his anger was not very smooth. "Also, who has been talking to the people who offered you a reward, which side are you on?"
"Of course I stand on the side of justice, and there is absolutely no favoritism for relatives and friends!"
Ji Meng was originally angry, but his face gradually softened after hearing this sentence: "What did you just say? Say it again."
"I said I was on the side of justice."
"Next sentence."
"There is absolutely no favoritism for relatives and friends."
"Alright then," Ji Meng said with pride, "I don't care about you because you treat me as a relative and friend."
Ling Xiaolu: …
Ji Meng put a snail on the ground and a smaller box on the snail's back.
"What is this?" Ling Xiaolu asked.
"Postman. Ever sent pet mail?"
Ling Xiaolu knew that "Ling Long" also had this function, but he hadn't tried it.
"No, what are you letting it send?"
"Of course it's one million. Is it possible that I have to transfer it to him in person?"
"This, this, such a small box can hold a million?"
Ji Meng thought he was making a fuss: "The size of the parcel will definitely change according to the pet. Besides, non-combat pets are not big at all."
Ling Xiaolu stared at the wriggling (?) little guy on the ground: "But you use a snail as a postman, how long does it take to go?"
"That's none of my business," Ji Meng said as if it had nothing to do with him, "You can always get there if you walk slowly."
As they spoke, the snail squirmed forward another half a meter.
"Are you sure it won't lose the box? What if it is picked up by passers-by?"
"Don't worry, it gets lost at most and won't lose any pieces."
"Where is this reassuring?!"
Ji Meng lazily pressed his earlobe: "Wait for me to tell you over there."
Ji Meng: In
Dou Kou: You dare to go online? Why did you run away from the duel
Ji Meng: I lost it, the money has already been sent to you.
Dou Kou: When did you send it? Why didn't I receive it.
Ji Meng looked down at the wagging tail of the snail under his feet.
Ji Meng: Ah, it's been a while since I sent it out.
Ji Meng: But the postman crawls slowly, you'd better stay still, lest it change direction after it climbs halfway.
Dou Kou: Climbing slowly? ? What did you send it with
Ji Meng: Snail.
Dou Kou: ? ?
Dou Kou: (!) Ji Meng, you actually sent me an email with a snail?
System prompt: You have been blacklisted by this user and cannot send private messages.
Dou Kou: (!) Come on! !
System prompt: You have been blacklisted by this user and cannot send private messages.
After solving a problem, Ji Meng took Ling Xiaolu's arm and pulled him to the town involuntarily.
"Now go and sell me your junk."
"Damn? It's obviously you who ran away with money, okay?"
"Me? Take your money? Are you too embarrassed to ask for money?" Ji Meng complained mercilessly, "I almost called the police when I opened the bag online, do you know that?"
"Great, call the police and arrest you, the liar who ran away with money!"
Ji Meng suddenly stopped and asked in hindsight, "There's something wrong with this town, why is there no one in the town?"
"Probably they were all scared away by the dove."
"Look, everyone else knows how to run, but you foolishly move up."
"I… "
If I can't beat him, I really want to beat him.
Ji Meng originally wanted to sell the junk and take Ling Xiaolu to buy a baby, but the people ran away and disrupted his plan.
"When you sell out, follow me to the next town."
"Why? I have to go offline for something."
"You went offline as soon as I went online, did you do it on purpose?" Ji Meng ran back from his uncle's dining table in order to go online as soon as possible.
"I want to call."
"You can also make phone calls in the game."
"I'm going to the rooftop to make a video call."
"What video calls have to be made on the rooftop, are you going to jump off the building live?"
Ling Xiaolu: "…"
He had to tell the truth: "My parents work on the boat, and my mother cares about me. She has a video call with me every Friday night."
"Oh," Ji Meng seemed to believe, "What role does Tiantai play?"
"They fly around the earth once every day. At 21:37, they are the closest to my house in a straight line. I am even closer when I go to the rooftop. Rounding up is about equal to meeting."
"..." Ji Meng couldn't fault it, "Go then, I'll be waiting for you here."
Ling Xiaolu wanted to ask him if you had nothing else to do, but time was running out, so he hurriedly read the article and went offline.
Just as he was about to go out, Ling Xiaolu remembered the collar on his neck, and hurriedly folded back and took a scarf around it.
His fiery-eyed mother—in fact, as long as he is not blind, he can see—surely questioned this unusual behavior:
"What do you do with a scarf in summer?"
"The typhoon is strong at night, I'm afraid it will blow."
The mother was a little surprised: "My son who graduated from high school has started to take care of himself?"
"Is it for college students? It sounds more mature."
"Be more mature? I haven't asked what happened to the yellow hair you dyed."
"This," Ling Xiaolu got closer to the camera, showing off his hair, "I just dyed it yesterday, isn't it handsome?"
"Like the poodle your next door neighbor had when you were a kid."
"...Mom, this is a popular color for young people."
"Young people are not afraid of going out at night to see the wind."
Well, I can't say enough about her!
The mother and son chatted for ten minutes, and Ling Xiaolu admitted that he was going back to play games, because he knew that even if he said he would go back to study, his mother wouldn't believe it.
When he went online again, Ling Xiaolu found that Ji Meng's position had not changed, but he actually stayed there and waited for him.
It's just that when he just came off the assembly line, there was only Ji Meng himself. Now there was a huge flying dragon lying there. Ji Meng was sitting on the ground leaning against the dragon, holding food in his hand, teasing his short legs to jump high.
It's still a familiar scene, and the familiar aunt laughs.
Ling Xiaolu didn't expose himself immediately, but secretly observed Ji Meng like this for a while, thoughtfully.
It was Ji Meng who discovered him first: "What are you doing over there? Why don't you make a sound when you go online?"
Ling Xiaolu walked over slowly and squatted down beside him.
"I was observing you just now, and you reminded me of one of my junior high school classmates."
"What's wrong with him? He's handsome?"
"I'm not handsome or ugly, my grades are good, and I don't make small reports, but there are no classmates to play with him."
"Why? Cold violence on campus?"
"Because he is the son of a very fierce and bald dean in our school, although everyone has no opinion on him, but when they see him, they think of his father, and unknowingly they stay away."
"Childish." Ji Meng commented bluntly.
"A junior high school student, how mature can you be? The point is... I saw you as if I saw him. Hey," Ling Xiaolu poked at him, "Do you usually have no friends in the game, so you always talk to me like this? baby play."
"Yes, yes?" Ji Meng was a little flustered, "What's wrong with playing with the baby, isn't the baby fun?"
Ling Xiaolu sat down on the ground: "But that classmate has no choice, why don't you want to play with your real name? It's your real name and your golden name, so you need to write a relationship account on your face, even if you know everything about you. It's not wrong, but it doesn't stop us mortals being prejudiced?"
"You know you're annoying."
Ling Xiaolu: … How can this guy be on the same level as Ling Long!
Ji Meng was unusually silent for a moment: "I'm happy to use my real name, and it doesn't mean that I don't have any friends, but those people don't want to leave their husbands for three words and don't want to play with them."
Ling Xiaolu extracted useful information from this sentence: "You mean, when someone calls your husband, you don't want to play with them?"
"Almost, don't you like making frivolous friends?"
Ling Xiaolu's eyes became brighter and brighter: "Is that why you will despise me when I call you husband?"
Unexpectedly, this is the way to get rid of Ji Meng.
Ji Meng Wei Dun: "I don't know, do you try?"
Ling Xiaolu used the sweetest and most disgusting tone he could think of, shaking Ji Meng's arm coquettishly and said, "Husband~ Let's play together~~"
"Row."
Ling Xiaolu: …
He slammed Ji Meng's arm away angrily: "Who are you? You deserve to have no friends!"
Ji Meng suppressed a smile and pulled Ling Xiaolu up from the ground: "Go, go to the next town."
"Why?" Ling Xiaolu was not angry, but he still stood up obediently.
"Buy a baby."
"What's the matter, so many babies are not enough for you to play?"
"Don't you think I don't have a land mount? You just help me pick it out."
"I'll just say it casually, are you so serious?"
Ji Meng turned his head when he heard the words, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "After all, it is the opinion of my few friends in this game, how can I not care?"
"Hey!" Ling Xiaolu was convinced, "Ji Meng, you really shouldn't use your real name, hurry up and buy a prop to change your name, I'll help you pick a new name, it's called Ji Mo!"