Slide 842
Pan Chen is a stone, wasn't it taken away by the uncle? Why is it swaying here
Those green eyes, I can't wait to absorb all the souls.
It is estimated that he is afraid of something, and can only watch the tasker drooling eagerly.
Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing looked at each other and planned to leave the restaurant silently.
"Two beauties." Pan Chen saw Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing, his eyes brightened, and he rushed in front of them.
"For dinner, I don't have any points, can you buy me a meal?" Pan Chen looked a little shy, "I want to taste what you eat."
Every time I see Pan Chen's shy look, but killing people is really painful, and this killing doesn't tell the cause and effect, and there is no karma.
Even if it destroys a plane, it doesn't matter.
With Mao so defying? !
Pan Chen cheekily sat with Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing, took the menu and ordered a table of dishes, and then his eyes turned on Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing.
That look is the look of food.
Ning Shu asked: "Why are you here?"
Is it really good to throw such a person in a virtual space
It's like a wolf entering a sheepfold.
"I'll just walk around." Pan Chen said with a smile. Pan Chen looked very delicate and looked like a clean and gentle college student. He was very harmless, and even blushed if he said a few more words.
But these are all appearances.
The dishes Pan Chen ordered were all here. Pan Chen took a bite with his chopsticks and smacked his lips, "It tastes good, you guys eat too."
Ning Shu picked up the chopsticks and ate, but he paid for it by himself, so he had to eat it.
Ning Shu ignored Pan Chen next to him and asked, "Do you know whose hands have the origin of the world?"
Mei Ziqing shook her head, "Even if you have this kind of thing in your hand, will it be shouted everywhere, this kind of thing is rare?"
that's true.
Pan Chen ate, looked at Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing, and asked, "What are you talking about?"
"Nothing." Ning Shu said.
Pan Chen stretched out his clean and slender hands on Ning Shu's shoulders, and pressed Ning Shu's shoulders, as if he was looking at how Ning Shu's soul tasted.
Ning Shu moved his shoulder, avoiding Pan Chen's hand, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
If you want to absorb the power of your soul, it depends on whether you can run.
"Your soul is very good." Pan Chenswen praised Ning Shu politely, as if to praise the taste of the foie gras.
Ning Shu's face trembled, Ning Shu wondered what percentage of his winning rate would be against this girl.
The estimated winning percentage is negligibly small.
"Why are you here?" Mei Ziqing asked Pan Chen.
Pan Chen smiled shyly, "There are so many souls here."
Mei Ziqing:...
"Get here." An indifferent voice sounded.
When Pan Chen heard this voice, his face suddenly collapsed, and he turned to look at the uncle in the black windbreaker at the door.
Pan Chen put down his chopsticks and walked over to the uncle very decadently.
Pan Chen was quite awkward and didn't want to pay attention to the uncle, but he was concerned about the opponent's powerful strength. If he could destroy him, it would be very, very difficult for him to give birth to spiritual wisdom.
Ning Shu watched the two men silently make up for a love between ghost attack and shyness.
The uncle glanced at Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing, and left with Pan Chen. When they left, Pan Chen was still looking around, staring at the tasker and couldn't move his eyes.
As soon as Pan Chen left, Mei Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief and said: "This kind of thing can only be controlled by the first generation task force. It is a disaster wherever he goes."
Ning Shu pursed his lips. After all, it was not strong enough. When it was strong, he just held the broken stone in his hand and threw it for fun, and he was worried about something.
Ning Shu had a conversation with Mei Ziqing, and did not ask about the origin of the world, but it is certain that there is no such thing in the trading hall. There may be a black market, but it is very likely to face the situation of black eating and black. It is not safe. ensure.
My current strength is still not enough to protect this kind of thing.
Anyway, this road is quite long, and you can only pay attention to whether there is a world origin in the mission world.
And there are five kinds of world origins, it is not easy to get one, no wonder the world is so difficult to construct.
After dinner, Ning Shu separated from Mei Ziqing, and Ning Shu was going to the black market to see.
"I suggest you don't do it now. Let's talk about it until it is stronger. The worst is for high-level taskers. Not everyone can enter the black market. The lowest threshold is high-level taskers." 2333 said.
Ning Shu:...
Discrimination!
Ning Shu could only say helplessly: "Then stop shopping, go back to the system space."
Ning Shu fainted and returned to the system space. Ning Shu put the flowers sent by Mei Ziqing on the coffee table.
The entire system space is filled with a light and elegant smell, which makes people smell particularly comfortable.
Ning Shu pulled out a book from the shelf and looked slowly. After finishing reading it, she placed the book on the shelf, sat down in a dreadful manner, and said to 2333, "Look at the next tasker."
2333 coughed and said, "Do you want to be a concubine system?"
"The last world was ancient. I don't want to do ancient missions anymore." Ning Shu said wearily, "let's talk about it next time."
2333 was a little disappointed, "Okay."
Ning Shu sat on the sofa and waited for the task force. A woman gradually emerged in the space, with good facial features and good looks. The capital of the Chinese, this woman was pale and swollen. She looked very young.
Ning Shu estimated that he was around twenty-five years old.
Her eyes were dull and dim, her hands were in front of her, making a gesture of hugging the baby, but there was nothing in front of her.
Ning Shu cleared his throat and said, "Hello."
But there was no response from the other party, Ning Shu couldn't help but raised his brows, "Hello."
The other party then looked at Ning Shu, but she didn't say anything.
It was the first time that Ning Shu encountered such a client. He had encountered hatred or sadness or regret in the past, but there was no client who was so desperate for her.
There is no vitality in the whole person, I don't know what happened
Ning Shu asked, "Are you going to counterattack?"
"It doesn't matter, why should I be taken to such a place when I die?" Zhang Ning said, from beginning to end, her arm didn't move, she always looked like she was holding the baby.
"What is the counterattack? I have nothing to counterattack, what can I change?" Zhang Ning frowned and said.
Ning Shu took a breath with a bit of toothache, and decided to read the story of this world first.
The person in front of me was called Zhang Ning. She was an ordinary woman without any amazing talents. She was an ordinary woman.
However, she is a little older than Ning Shu thought. She is 28 years old and met her husband An Jinwei through a blind date.
An Jinwei is an employee of a state-owned enterprise and has a house at home. From outsiders’ eyes, the conditions are quite good. Zhang Ning is getting older, and her parents are very optimistic about An Jinwei. After receiving a gift of 100,000 yuan, Zhang Ning married Zhang Ning. An Jinwei.
(End of this chapter)