On the top of Zuowang Peak, the mountain is blocked by heavy snow.
With a movement of Emei's wrist, Bai Lian was like a snake, repelling the invisible Youquan Assassin.
The prediction of Milk Tea Xiaosu is terrible.
Youquan is the best assassin sect among the six sects in "Xia Ke Xing". In MOBA games, it is equivalent to a high-explosive jungler. And Youquan will be invisible. Youquan stealth attack, a fatal blow. However, the operation of Youquan is very difficult, and there are not many Youquan who play well.
If wet hands are a rare spring with good operation, milk tea cake is an even rarer bloody nanny.
Emei is not as good at PK as Youquan, but there is a difference of 3,000 cultivation bases between the two, and the operation of Milk Tea Xiaosu is extremely sharp. Two minutes later, Milk Tea Xiaosu easily killed the Xiaoqiang Assassin in black with a wet hand, and fell to the ground with a scream.
Ji Xiaoli happily ate the Zhuanming Pill and was resurrected on the spot, cheering for his disciples.
[Teacher stands at attention and salutes: Disciple, why are you so strong!]
[Milk Tea Shortbread:…]
After thinking about it, I didn't say the phrase "You are too weak".
I feel very aggrieved when my hands are so wet.
If he died in Ji Xiaoli's hands, he could still comfort himself because the other party's cultivation was too high. But dying at the hands of a nanny, even if the nanny's cultivation level is much higher than his, he still feels depressed: he really lost to the operation.
[Current] Hands are so wet: Damn, turn on the perspective and hang up, I can see even when I'm invisible.
Milk Tea Xiaosu didn't answer him, but stepped on his face and walked to Ji Xiaoli's side.
With wet hands: "..."
Depend on!
Ji Xiaoli was in a much better mood, he walked over and stepped on his wet body several times, to avenge his face being stepped on by the other party just now. When he was about to leave, the one who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke.
[Current] One hand is so wet: Garbage Emei, if the cultivation level is the same, can you kill me? And your master, you're such a jerk.
Ji Xiaoli suddenly exploded.
[Current] The teacher stands at attention and salutes: Don't you only dare to kill people who hang up
[Current] Hands are wet: You won't be killed by me if you don't hang up. Killing you kind of crap is the same as killing a hang-up.
Ji Xiaoli: "!"
Furious into a puffer fish! ! !
Ji Xiaoli really wanted to refute the other party, but he couldn't say a single word when he looked at the wet words. Because the other party was right.
If the three of them had the same cultivation level, it would be impossible for Milk Tea Xiaosu to kill Hao Shi, because it was impossible for Emei to kill Youquan with the same strength. And Ji Xiaoli couldn't kill the other party, because he was a badass.
Ji Xiaoli gritted his teeth, scolded so wetly with his hand, it turned into a bright light and flew to the resurrection point.
It wasn't until the person ran away that Ji Xiaoli realized that something was wrong: [Wait, his low cultivation level is his own business, why should we compete with him fairly.]One hand is so wet that he kills idle players, not giving others a fair chance to PK.
[The teacher stands at attention and salutes: This bastard, if I have the chance, I will scold him to death!]
[Milk Tea Xiaosu: Can you scold him enough?]
[Teacher stands at attention and salutes:...]
Ji Xiaoli, who rarely swears since childhood, was speechless.
[Milk Tea Xiaosu: Can you kill him?]
[Teacher stands at attention and salutes:...]
[Teacher stands at attention and salutes: You are not an apprentice, why do you boost the morale of the enemy and destroy your prestige.]
[Milk Tea Xiaosu: You need to know where your strengths are.]
Ji Xiaoli: "???"
Does he still have an advantage
Emei in white walked around Ji Xiaoli, and typed a few words very seriously: [You are a fool with a lot of money.]
[Teacher stands at attention and salutes:...]
Five minutes later, someone suddenly exclaimed in the killer business channel of Bloody Clothes Building.
[Professional] Smiling with a flower: Damn it! There is a boss offering a reward of 444 Ruanmei coins to kill a secluded spring named "One hand is so wet"!
[Business] Amitabha: 444 soft sister coins? This hand is so wet, how much cultivation, let me do it!
Countless assassins excitedly rushed to the Longmen Inn to check the latest reward list.
[Eh, he is also the killer of the Bloody Clothes Building. Just 1W2 cultivation base!]
[Who the hell is so quick? This bounty has already been accepted!]
[... Is this the end of the bounty offer? This hand is so wet and too good.]
[what! The boss is offering a reward again! It's so wet! ! !]
Each player can be rewarded three times a day, and in just five minutes, he died twice with a wet hand. His operation is not bad, but the cultivation base equipment is there. The temptation of 444 soft sister coins is enough for many 1W5 players to accept a reward and kill him.
Every time he was killed by someone, Ji Xiaoli would receive an email from the system telling him where he was killed. Ji Xiaoli immediately took his disciples there, looked up at the tombstone with wet hands, and stepped on it a few times to vent his anger.
After the reward was accepted for the third time, his hands were so wet that he didn't know where to hide, and the reward was never completed.
Ji Xiaoli waited patiently, when Milk Tea Xiaosu suddenly spoke.
Milk Tea Xiaosu: [I recorded the screen.]
Ji Xiaoli was taken aback for a moment: [What?]
[Aunt Gongsun's sword dance.]
Ji Xiaoli subconsciously thought "Since the screen was recorded, why didn't the apprentice say it when he asked last time", but the little mentally handicapped didn't think about it at all, so he said excitedly: [Really? Was it recorded on a computer?]
[Ok. send you. add me on Wechat.]
Without even thinking about it, Ji Xiaoli typed out his WeChat ID, and before he pressed the "send button", his movements stopped suddenly.
WeChat with milk tea cakes
Ji Xiaoli was stunned for a few seconds, at this time, Milk Tea Xiaosu had already sent her WeChat account.
Ji Xiaoli came back to his senses.
There's nothing wrong with it, the apprentice is not a cute girl, adding a wechat can save a piece of meat.
Ji Xiaoli happily opened WeChat and entered those numbers. A light yellow profile picture suddenly appeared on the phone screen.
It was a small barrel-like robot. He held up two thin arms and ran towards the end of the street, facing the bright sunshine, leaving a shadow for the world. This street is not like in China, it is the idyllic style of Europe and America, the little robot also looks very strange, the size of the head picture is too small, Ji Xiaoli can only see a big round head.
The WeChat name of Milk Tea Xiaosu—
Cyril.
Cyrillic.
Personal signature: To be continued.
Ji Xiaoli stared at the little robot and was stunned for a while. Then he presses friend request.
[Friend application: You are a stupid and rich master.]
The milk tea shortbread came through quickly.
[Cyril: [video file]]
Ji Xiaoli accepted it immediately.
The file is huge, over 300 M, and Ji Xiaoli started to speak.
[Fragrant Roasted Kodak Duck: Apprentice, what is your profile picture, did you take it yourself?]
[Cyril: Hmm.]
The apprentice seems to talk a lot.
Same as in game.
Ji Xiaoli thought about it silently, and said again: [Is that a robot?]
[yes.]
[Fuck, really? you made it yourself?]
Ji Xiaoli just asked casually, but he didn't expect Milk Tea Xiaosu to really answer: [Well, I made it myself.]
Ji Xiaoli's eyes widened.
[Fragrant Roasted Kodak Duck: Kneel to the boss! ! !]
[Cyril: You will never kneel to me in your life.]
[Spicy Roasted Kodak Duck:? ? ?]
what
[Cyril: flat body.]
Ji Xiaoli was "flattened" with a dazed expression.
The two chatted for a while, basically Ji Xiaoli forced the chatter, and Milk Tea Xiaosu responded with a few words. Seeing that the apprentice seemed to be busy, Ji Xiaoli didn't bother him anymore. After the video was uploaded, Ji Xiaoli quickly clicked to watch it.
The glamorous dancers wield long swords and dance a thrilling heroic sword dance.
The background music is dense drums and the sound of the pipa. When seeing Aunt Gongsun smashing the bright moon with her sword, as if smashing the entire magnificent youth, Ji Xiaoli breathed a sigh of relief and was shocked again.
He turned on the game again, just in time to see a speaker.
[Horn] One hand is so wet: Hehe, the teacher stands at attention and salutes, I'm so rude, Anonymous thinks I don't know it's you. Kill me yourself if you have the ability. I hacked to death more than 2,000 cultivation bases, I force you to have nothing but money.
[Speaker] Hands are so wet: Are you scared of the dish
[Horn] One hand is so wet: Believe it or not, I am 2K lower than you in cultivation level, I can kill you again.
Ji Xiaoli snorted coldly.
[Trumpet] The teacher stands at attention and salutes: I just have a lot of money, so you refuse to accept and bite me.
The world immediately boiled.
[Is this the boss who offered a reward of 444 soft sister coins?]
[Kneel to the boss! I also want more money!]
[Trumpet] One hand is so wet: Oh, come out, where is your little apprentice, why is he hiding behind your little apprentice's ass without fear? Caibi, okay, you have money and you are the boss. But you kind of rubbish, it's useless to have money, you only have fucking money. Apart from money, you're a sucker.
[Horn] The teacher stands at attention and salutes: Aren't you jealous
Ji Xiaoli held back for a long time, and actually held back this sentence, he was so stupid by himself, but he couldn't swear.
[Horn] One hand is so wet: Jealousy? Oh, the teacher stood at attention and saluted, a rich dish is so realistic hahaha.
Ji Xiaoli gritted his teeth angrily, and was about to speak again, when a loudspeaker appeared above his head.
[Horn] Milk Tea Xiaosu: Besides being rich, he can hack you to death. And you don't even have money.
At this time, WeChat suddenly lit up. Ji Xiaoli clicked on it and saw that it was a voice message, followed by another one.
"Stupid or not, wasting time with him."
"I will take you to become stronger."
Every word is transmitted from the sound hole of the mobile phone, and the faint sound of electric current can be heard. The tens of thousands of mobile phones failed to convey the original sound of this sound, as if the breeze was blowing over the bright moon, with a hint of refreshingness belonging to young people in the soft, humming sound, which made the noisy air conditioner in the room quiet.
Ji Xiaoli had never been fascinated by a voice of the same sex before, his hand holding the phone froze until the phone fell to the ground and made a click.
Ji Xiaoli snapped back to his senses, picked up the phone, and found it wasn't broken.
He couldn't hold back, and clicked on the voice message again to listen to it.
"I will take you to become stronger."
The apprentice's voice seemed to be... a little nice.
The author has something to say: Milk tea cake: My master never let me worry for a moment.
Xiao Li: Why does my apprentice even have such a nice voice...