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Chapter 813: Note the omen of being alone and Fang·Smile Disappears·Ran

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Seeing this Luna Hunt, which is larger than a normal bow and arrow and looks more like a melee weapon than a long-range weapon, everyone in the night scene was a little surprised...

"This is what a night machine feels like..."

"Speaking of which, it's the first time to observe something like a night device at such a close distance."

"Apparently, it's a night implement based on an item from a foreign mythology..."

"Well, if you develop your ability well, it can completely make up for Fangran's shortcomings."

...

Seeing that Fangran took out the night weapon that he had pierced through Osphia's zero-riding white wing attack on the virtual screen just now, Qing Ning's eyes were instantly filled with the radiance emitted by the hunting of the moon god, and asked cautiously while amazed:

"May I touch..."

"Ah, yes, but it will disappear when I let go of my hand, so I can't borrow it from you..."

Fangran scratched his head and answered, then turned his head speechlessly when he felt the fiery gaze behind him again:

"Brother Fangshu, can you stop staring at me so directly..."

It's weird...

However, the alchemist, who was deaf to these words, stared at the powerful and gorgeous silver moon bow in Fangran's hand with his eyes popping out and asked:

"Night weapon level, where is the night weapon level!? How many digits are there in the number!?"

(; ̄д ̄) Amount...

Seeing that his eyes could no longer accommodate other things, Fangran felt a little sweat in his heart and felt that it might be bad if he said something about the top 20 of A-level at this time, so he pretended to be stupid and didn't look at him. , raised his eyes to look at the nonsense on the ceiling:

"B... Grade B twenty..."

After saying this, Fangran found that everyone was staring at him strangely.

Hey, why are you looking at me like that

Immediately afterwards, he felt a murderous aura behind him, and heard the alchemist's low-pitched laughing voice:

"Hey~ b-level twenty, what about the name of the nightware..."

"Er... Ah... Artemis' eternal pursuit... hunting..."

Sensing the danger for some reason, Fangran gave an honest answer, and the next second, the alchemist gritted his teeth and forced a smile, strangled his neck from behind with one hand, and burrowed his middle knuckles into his temple with the other!

"Ah! Er! Intuit! Mi! Si! The goddess worshiped by one of the seven ancient wonders, one of the twelve main gods of Olympus! Isn't this an A-level mythical weapon! Even if the little girl in the royal court can't play Come out with all the power of White Wing, but with your c-level mana, you can shoot through the opponent and return the b-level night weapon! Who are you kidding!!!"

"I'm... going to die!!"

"Hateful Xiao Fang! Not only is the promotion of the ranks going to be shit luck, but the C-level has an A-level night weapon! Ahhhhhhhhhhh! No way, I'm so mad at my father! I'm going to do justice for the sky today except you, who is so annoying Jealous bastard! Electro-Optical Dragon Drill!!!"

"Ah! Butterfly! I was wrong! I was wrong!!!"

Fangran, who was trying to fool him, completely forgot that, except for Gou, everyone present was more experienced than him, and he had probably guessed the level of the night weapon from the power of his last blow at that time.

So this is the fate of dishonesty. If you say a grade even a little later, everyone will accept it, but if you want to lie and say b grade, children remember not to imitate him, whether it is carelessness or cheating, Remember to tell the truth,

Your significant other will surely forgive you (smile).

Seeing Fangran being punished by the alchemy envoy for drilling his temples, and remembering that he must have been "crushed to death" by the ceiling in the end must have been planned by someone with no conscience, Meng Lang looked at Lehe's eyes drooping happily and grinned:

"By the way, my brother, you are really lucky. From the Greek mythology known as the romantic history of the gods, there are only three virgin goddesses with so many pornographic stories. You can choose one of them..."

Then he clasped his hands across his chest and shook his head, as if speaking with admiration:

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are indeed a senior single operator, I admire, admire!"

It was the first time he knew about this kind of thing. Fangran was stunned on the spot when he hit the nail on the head to find out the point of complaint. Snarl at him while locked up!

"Fuck! Brother ψ(Д#), you say you are an idiot! You are a senior single operator! I will bite you to death!"

"Hahaha, those guys in Wang Ting certainly didn't expect that they would lose. I really want to see their expressions now."

Seeing Fangran, Fang Shushi, and Meng Lang fighting together like children with their teeth and claws open, the young master smiled happily, then rubbed his chin and couldn't help thinking about the curvature of the corner of his mouth, and then looked at him as if he suddenly remembered Other Night Bureau members proposed:

"In order to celebrate this unexpected victory, why don't we hold a party at the beach tonight to celebrate?"

"Well, that's fine, after all, it's really a rare victory, and it should be mobilized in advance for tomorrow's b-level battle."

"Hey, BBQ by the sea!?"

Upon hearing the proposal from the young master, the magician said with a slight smile to the other two b-level combatants, while Mu Cheng looked over with bright eyes when he heard that there was something to eat.

"Haha, it looks like I have another drink."

"Fanran, they must be tired today, and proper relief and relaxation are also necessary."

Hearing that the uncle and Su Qun nodded in agreement, the young master looked at the tall figure with wine-red hair again.

"Yesheng, what do you think?"

Mo Tong looked at Fangran's Moon God Hunting unconsciously in a daze. He came back to his senses after hearing what the young master said. Ye Sheng nodded and smiled absent-mindedly:

"Well, I think it's also very good. Although the winner has not yet been completely determined, everyone will be very happy to enjoy this short-term joy of victory."

"Okay, Emma, help me arrange the ingredients for the evening, if it's not enough to contact the company and let them deliver it to me."

"Okay, I know."

Standing on the sidelines all the time, watching the young master act resolutely, let Emma prepare for the arrangement. Su Qun looked around in the observation room, explaining something helplessly to Hua Ling. The magician and the uncle were talking with a smile.

The rest of the members surrounded Fangran, who was flanked by the alchemist and meng lang, observing with great interest and desperately what the night weapon from the famous greek goddess looked like.

Glancing at Ye Sheng, he couldn't help but smile softly. Under the joyous atmosphere of victory, Su Xing felt a kind of warmth that belonged to the night game, and only belonged to the night game.

"By the way, little brother Fangran, although you may not be ignorant, I still remind you that after the ranking battle, in order to maintain the friendly relationship with the royal court, there will be an exchange and meeting between the combatants of both sides."

When he came to Fangran's group, he looked at Su Su and gave a gentle smile, but upon hearing this sentence, Fangran, who was still struggling with the alchemy envoy's strong man, suddenly moved as he wanted to bite Meng Lang. He froze for a moment with a stiff look.

Thinking of the last scene before being teleported from the simulated scene just now, he silently looked at the recovery with a blank expression.

Fang's smile disappeared.

Sister Susu, are you serious...