After confessing in front of the whole server, she was chased by the boss

Chapter 7 Are All Fake?

En Siruo didn't move, and was stunned for a moment because of this scene.

It's not that she hasn't seen others playing the profession of painting hearts, but she has never seen anyone so clear.

The sleeves don't have a trace of too bright colors, and the steps are steady. The moment you wave the paintbrush, your moves are deadly, but you never show the slightest bit of vulgarity.

To him, those skill special effects are not fancy decorations, but a part that should belong to him, which is extremely harmonious.

[Squad] [Accompanying the world]: Isn't it daily?Why don't you move?

Ren then typed and asked, his hand speed was extremely fast.

While sending out these words, his fingers nimbly pressed the keyboard keys one after another, and his eyes were fixed on the computer screen.

He usually does not have the habit of checking the daily routine, nor does he like to check the daily schedule.

It's boring, and you have to make up a whole team.

trouble.

Swipe once now, it's like bullying mobs to vent.

[Squad] [Flying Turtle]: Don't worry about it!

Ensiruo came back to his senses, performed lightness kung fu, jumped into the next group of mobs, switched the combo button, and attacked all the mobs.

The rest of the team didn't dare to speak, but looked at the numbers in the real-time injury data column of the team members in the upper right corner, which were constantly refreshing and rolling up.

Obediently
A level 132 monster, one slap can slap a level 129 player with normal equipment until only two-thirds of his blood is left.

These two people are good, killing these mobs is like swatting mosquitoes, not only did the blood not drop at all, but even the more they brushed, the more vigorous they became?

The group of mobs had just been refreshed, but they disappeared within two seconds?
This is not doing daily, it is clearly a game to brush damage!
In the column on the upper right corner, the number of damage caused has rolled to a number that can't be understood with the eyes!
What is this?
[Squad] [Colorful Wonton]: So what. That's weird
After the first task of daily dragon was completed, someone in the team said.

[Squad] [Ran Ran Hongyue]: Really.

[Squad] [Mountain and River Dreaming]: I finished the first daily in less than 10 minutes, and the time to kill the boss is estimated to be less than 3 minutes. This can refresh the server record.

The three of them were chatting, and a message was refreshed on the [World] channel——

[System] [World]: Players [Flying Turtle] and [Walking World] won the fierce battle with [Xiao He] in 2 minutes and 32 seconds, setting a new record for this server.

【How many? 】

【What the hell? 2 minutes?Let’s compare the speed with the high-speed rail? 】

【The point doesn't seem to be this, family members.】

【Um?Didn't the gods in the world say no to that?Why do you suddenly brush daily with 【Flying Turtle】?A new record? 】

【I seem to smell gossip】

What kind of gossip smells!No gossip!
Some are just a 21-year-old who wants to finish the daily routine quickly and then go offline to sleep!
En Siruo directly hid the chat box window, and put all his thoughts back on brushing the daily routine.

In the past, it would take at least half an hour to brush with teammates on a regular team, but today it was completed within half an hour.

Looking at the free daily double experience time, En Siruo felt a little distressed.

The few people in the team who hung up the phone thanked each other and quit the team.

Looking at the last one left, En Siruo had no choice but to open the private chat dialog box.

[Flying Turtle]: Aren't you leaving?
[Accompanying the world]: I helped you brush the daily, isn't it worth a 'thank you'?

She didn't beg anyone to brush it for her!Don't go too far!

[Flying turtle]: I didn't ask you to brush it for me.

[Accompanying the world]: But I still did it, otherwise you wouldn't be able to finish it in half an hour, wouldn't you?
Well, you will say, she throws in the towel.

[Flying Turtle]: Thank you.

En Siruo sighed, and quickly typed a line in the dialog box——ok?Can you not in the future.
[Accompanying the world]: Let's make friends.

That line was not finished.

En Siruo stopped and pressed Back to clear the dialog box.

After calming down a bit, she thought about all the things she had experienced when she was 'forced to marry' live on [Not Bad Money].

Thinking about it carefully, her way of publicly confessing to "Accompanying the World" at that time was really inappropriate.

It's even ugly, her way of doing this is no different from the live broadcast of "Not Short of Money" to force a marriage.

Besides, she didn't know [Accompaniment World] at all at that time, and she didn't say a word to him.

Just like this, an innocent person was dragged into the water, and a person who was originally low-key and strong was disturbed by this kind of gossip.

[Accompanying the world]: Where are people?Why don't you talk?

He frowned slightly, looked up, and was a little relieved when he clearly saw the other party's ID followed by a status of 'the other party is typing'.

[Flying turtle]: Yes.

[Accompanying the world]: How is it?how about?Willing to accept my friend request?
[Flying Turtle]: I'm sorry.

The man's hands froze when he was about to type, and his deep green eyes trembled slightly.

Soon, a new message was sent over there.

[Flying Turtle]: I didn't think about the live broadcast of the confession.

[Flying Turtle]: I originally wanted to say that I have someone I like, and I wanted to persuade [Not bad money] to give up, but it turned out.
[Flying turtle]: I guess you have been disturbed by many people in the forum and the game these days, I'm really sorry
[Accompanying the world]: So you don't have anyone you like now, and you don't actually like me, just to reject others, so you use me as a cover?all fake?

Uh.
Is this the point?

En Siruo pursed her lips tightly, and suddenly felt that she was hurting someone even more.

But she sent the reply anyway.

[Flying Turtle]: Yes, I'm really sorry, sorry.

En Siruo clicked on the keyboard again, and finally typed out a long paragraph and was about to send it, but found that a prompt popped up in the private chat dialog box - the other party has gone offline.

going offline?
So fast?
En Siruo bit her nails unconsciously, with a confused look on her face.

Are you angry, or simply don't want to talk to someone like her?

She thought, or send the paragraph she typed.

As a result, another prompt popped up in the private chat dialog box - the other party is not online, and non-friends will not be able to send offline messages.

"tsk"

What year is it, I can't even send offline messages!

En Siruo hurriedly clicked into the personal information of [Accompaniment World], and applied to add a friend.

After finishing the daily work, she temporarily lost the intention to continue playing the game, and after closing the game, she habitually entered the game forum.

The game forum of "Laughing Dreams of Jianghu" is divided into several large sections, the most popular of which are game-related consultation updates and gossip about the rivers and lakes.

Click into the 'Jianghu Gossip', the most popular posts at the top are none other than 818 with various stimuli falling below the limit.

Next, it is the post area with the most replies and the most clicks in the current time period——'After the public confession was rejected, the two secretly cooperated to win a new record for the whole server? '

En Siruo: "."

UC should really ask you melon eaters to write news
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"Old Ren."

Just after taking a shower, Tao Wenyao knocked on the door of the study and looked inside.

In the specially high room, in front of the large French windows, the man with black hair and green eyes turned his head slightly after hearing the voice, his tough face was particularly eye-catching.

The man didn't speak, his expression was gloomy like a wild wolf who was extremely vigilant about his personality, a bit of anger could be read between his brows, and his green eyes completely darkened.

Tao Wenyao felt something was wrong, his back felt cold, and after saying something to tell the man to take a bath, he hurried away as if he had taken refuge.

The room was quiet, and the fan of the laptop was still blowing, and the screen showing the game log-in turned dark after a long period of no operation.

　ah!I caught up!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)