God come to the bowl

Chapter 33 Winning
[Popcorn Flower]: "Master, where are you?"

【Nanfeng Mingyou】: "Ten Mile Slope."

【Popcorn Flower】: "囧, can you come pick me up?"

【Nanfeng Mingyou】: "Are you lost again?"

[Popcorn Flower]: "Hey, what, isn't it expensive to take a carriage? Your pet can be used as a mount, so it's good to save some money."

After a long time, Nanfeng Mingyou finally replied.

[Nanfeng Mingyou]: "Mi Xiaohua, you are really a wonderful flower."

[Popcorn Flower]: "Thank you for the compliment!"

Shilipo is not too far from Ziyun Bridge, but if ordinary players use their internal energy to control lightness kung fu, and there is not enough medicine to restore internal energy, the internal force value will be zero in less than half of the distance.

Popcorn Flower doesn’t receive many quests, and the leveling up is only by fighting monsters or fighting bosses with Zhenjun Zhaoling and others to gain experience. In the big talk world, only players take the initiative to take the quests. Maybe the luckier ones You will receive hidden missions, and if you are unlucky, you may have to pay gold to buy missions.

And Popcorn Xiaohua belongs to the lucky category, because he often mixes with the master to kill the BOSS, and the level is faster. In order to curb the player's lazy behavior, even if he has experience, he will be rejected. That's a lot to deduct, but it's more than enough for Popcorn for now.

Three minutes later, Nanfeng Mingyou riding the Ice Feather Demon Wolf appeared in Popcorn Xiaohua's sight.

Nanfeng Mingyou changed her clothes today. She was wearing a fiery red robe that dazzled her eyes. Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. She looked a bit like the nine-tailed fox demon that was killed in the dense forest last time.

Show bag!

This was the first word that popped up in Popcorn Flower's mind. She always thought that Nanfeng Mingyou only wore black and white clothes. After knowing him for so long, it was the first time she saw him in a red robe.

[System Prompt]: Master Nanfeng Mingyou invites you to ride the Ice Feather Demon Wolf with him, would you accept it?

Because of the previous precedent of sharing the imperial mount, Popcorn Xiaohua did not hesitate, and clicked to accept.

In the big talk rivers and lakes, generally only the opposite sex and women can share the same horse, while the husband and wife are changed to "cuddling and relying on each other".

Along the way, Popmi Xiaohua kept asking about the situation of Meng Yao Xiaoxi and Heiye Maomao, while Nanfeng Mingyou took the trouble to explain to her over and over again. It became a little subtle after the first battle.

As soon as I arrived at Shilipo, I heard the noisy voices of the players. Because it was a PK challenge between masters, the system transformed the pavilion on Shilipo into a competition arena. Xiaohua was even more anxious.

Nanfeng Mingyou seemed to see through her thoughts, "Don't think of Su Ke as weak, Li Weiyan got the third place because Su Ke gave her up."

Popcorn Flower asked a little sourly: "Don't you feel bad?"

"What do you feel bad about?"

"Your little lover was being bullied, and you didn't take action?"

"She has nothing to do with me." Nanfeng Mingyou stood with her hands behind her back, her eyes were filled with indifference, and the corners of her lips raised, "You care?"

Popcorn Flower's cheeks flushed slightly, and she argued, "No."

And the two on the ring had gone through dozens of moves in the blink of an eye. Although they were female players, their offensive power was no worse than that of male players, and they were even so strong that even male players were stunned.

Meng Yao Xiaoxi didn't give Heiye Maomao a chance to fight back, her footsteps were smooth, and at the same time she raised an arrow and shot at Heiye Maomao, "Three thousand flying snow!"

With a "bang", the ice arrow has shot into Heiye Maomao's shoulder, and the blood loss of "-932!" immediately appeared on Heiye Maomao's head. Obviously, Mengyao Xiaoxi's blow has 3000+ blood volume. The black night cat is nothing at all, but it still makes the surrounding players applaud. After all, Shaoxia's defense value is much higher than Meiyu's. Being able to hit this kind of HP shows that Meng Yao Xiaoxi's attack value is high.

Not to be outdone, the night cat swung the long sword in his hand, drew a perfect arc on the ring, and stabbed Meng Yao Xiaoxi fiercely. But the shoulder was cut, and the blood volume of "-284!" appeared on the top of the head, and at the same time, an arrow was raised in the hand.

"Chong!"

The long sword in the hands of Heiyemao blocked Mengyao Xiaoxi's arrow, rubbed his numb right hand and looked at Mengyao Xiaoxi hatefully, the silver sword in his hand turned into a black lightning and struck Mengyao Xiaoxi's chest , while the attack was blocked by Mengyao Xiaoxi, the night cat suddenly turned and slid to the right, and the long sword in his hand stabbed Mengyao Xiaoxi again.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

The long sword slashed across the left shoulder, Meng Yao Xiaoxi's clothes were torn a hole, and the blood volume of "-1075!" appeared on the top of the head, which made everyone in the audience nervous.

Sitting under the stage, Zhenjun Zhaoling stroked the Celestial Silkworm Sword on his waist, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes. Since they have already torn their faces, they don't care about the relationship between any gangs.

Meng Yao Xiaoxi quickly took out the rejuvenation suit, pulled back the blood bar, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and the ice soul bow in her hand flew out again, but was dodged by the night cat, and shot "MISS ".

Zi Lian Nishang in the audience couldn't help laughing sarcastically: "If you dare to challenge Maomao with this little ability, you won't be afraid to dodge your waist."

The voice was neither too loud nor too small, just enough to be heard by Zhenjun Zhaoling and others sitting at the bottom left, Xianyue was very angry, just when she wanted to stand up and curse back, Zhenjun Zhaoling pressed her shoulder, so she could only stare fiercely Zilian neon clothes.

The night cat sighed, but the sarcasm in the depths of his eyes was fully revealed, "Su Ke, I don't want you to lose too badly today, so let's stop here!"

Even though he said so, the movement of his hands did not stop. The long sword attacked Mengyao Xiaoxi with a little bit of cold light, but Mengyao Xiaoxi did not dodge. The urge to stop, but it was obviously too late.

"—2574!"

Meng Yao Xiaoxi raised her deep eyes to look at her, tightly grasped the long sword in her right hand, and sneered, "You are nothing more than that."

As soon as the words fell, Meng Yao Xiaoxi pulled out the ice arrow from the quiver, regardless of the long sword piercing through the right shoulder, the moment Heiye Maomao was stunned, the ice arrow crossed Heiye Maomao's throat, delivering a fatal blow.

"-10207!"

There was a loud noise in the sky, [World Announcement]: The master Meng Yao Xiaoxi defeated the night cat, and successfully won the No.3 master list of this server!
Black Night Mao Mao's beautiful face was full of hatred, staring at Meng Yao Xiaoxi, his body gradually became transparent, but the long sword in his hand was exploded.

"Do you know who taught me that move just now?" Meng Yao Xiaoxi pierced the ice arrow into the ground with a smile in her eyes, "It was President Han, because you hurt the person he cares about the most."

offstage.

"It's really ruthless." Bai Ziluo took a cold breath, he didn't know whether he was glad that he didn't provoke these two plague gods or was shocked by this PK battle.

Young Master Mo Feng stroked the jade flute in his hand, and smiled a little more at Meng Yao Xiaoxi in his eyes, "I like this kind of method."

"Damn! You won't fall in love with her, will you?"

"What?" Young Master Mo Feng's green shirt was blown up by the breeze, with a gentle demeanor, he pursed his lips slightly, "Isn't it possible? The official website's activities are about to start recently, and you should find someone to accompany you in the competition."

"Where can I find it?"

"You can do it yourself."

"You can't be so shameless, Wacha!"

　The more I write, the harder I feel.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)