People Arrived at the Type Month, Now Lost Contact

"It sounds like you have challenged many people who are stronger than you. Can you tell me your story?"

Probably thinking of her own way of life, Jibril looked at someone's face and smiled. Her long eyelashes curled up and down, and the smile on her face was very innocent.

She is genuinely curious about what someone goes through on their journey.

"Why are you asking me this?" The young man who had already learned about the Flügel's attitude and was about to leave was a little surprised.

"This is a girl's curiosity." The smile on his face was really similar to that of a girl who wanted to listen to the story, and it had a magical power that made people dizzy.

"Actually, it's nothing, that is, when the blood-bad individual whose strength is not comparable to that of the orcs, he used the power of the demigod to defeat some characters, then took part of his power, and then tried to usurp some of the lost characters. The power of a sane god, and drifted on with the flow, leaping through the trials like all the gods of steel, slaying the enemy and taking the spoils from their corpses."

Someone who was about to leave briefly summarized his record.

"Also, don't look at me with eyes that yearn for power. If you follow my upgrade route, ninety-nine out of [-] people will die, and the remaining ones will probably be out of their wits."

Li Zihan added, feeling that the eyes of a Flügel yearning for power seemed to see Merlin's Cao Wei Dajun.

His way of fighting by relying on intelligence is obviously not something that ordinary people can play.

"That was really a glorious and magnificent journey."

Jibril was very disappointed when she heard someone's supplement, but then she praised it sincerely.

Li Zihan revealed very little information, but this did not prevent Jibril from being able to hear the crisis, conspiracy and swords and blood hidden in the words.

Although such an act has little to do with glory.

However, as a Flügel, Jibril obviously doesn't think it is shameful to take the power of others. Among the Flügel, there is a saying "killing and taking what you want is no different from giving it away". In the Flügel group, this kind of thing is obviously not a moral issue.

"Actually, I don't want to do this either. After all, the abilities of the world's boss-level characters are not generally difficult to deal with."

A look of nostalgia appeared on the face of someone who had been fighting with the world boss.

"But a person floating in the rivers and lakes will definitely make enemies. If he fights with enemies, he will easily offend his relatives, friends and even his ancestors. There is no end to it."

"Because the path I take will definitely cause a lot of trouble, and then involve a large number of characters. Since I will get into trouble with old monsters sooner or later, why not make enemies with those old monsters at the world boss level from the very beginning? "

Relying on intelligence to fight a blitzkrieg, the young man who looked like a plane locust shrugged.

"Challenging the top boss doesn't need to worry about pulling out follow-up tasks, and the benefits are great. If this is the case, why should I play house with Xiaoyu Xiaoxia?"

Jibril was stunned, as if she was a goose. She thought that Li Zihan would say something, "Why go forward, because the enemy is there" and other passionate words, but she never expected that Li Zihan would actually say something. Saying this kind of reason sounds a little nonsensical.

It turns out that under the guidance of this kind of nonsensical thinking, did this guy fight wits and courage with the top things in the world, and grow up step by step?

"Although it sounds a little nonsensical, it's still pretty good, isn't it?"

Compared with the reason and the process, the boy who paid more attention to the result said so after noticing Jibril's expression.

"Except for some shortcomings, it is really a wonderful life."

Jibril felt a little pity for someone. If this guy didn't insist on fighting against Artosh, he should be able to create more exciting stories during the journey.

It's a pity that he bumped into the strongest god this time, and this kind of journey called Liu Xiu should come to an end, but even if he will fall down soon, this kind of life is really quite brilliant.

Thinking of this, Jibril's eyes looking at someone's head became more and more hot.

It is a special species from a different world, not a complete god-species, but it has the top combat power among the gods, has defeated multiple world bosss, has a concept similar to its master, and can even give the strongest master God of War With a sense of crisis, Artoxiu realized that the rarity of such a head was at an exceptional level.

Jibril really wanted to turn this head into her own collection, but she really couldn't beat it, so she could only choose to be patient, turning her killing intent into a strong curiosity, and then admiring it from the side, as if she had no money to buy a genuine one Hand-made otaku.

"Don't look at me with such burning eyes, I will think you are in love with me."

The boy who felt that the eyes of a certain Flügel at the side were too naked reminded him gently.

"I love you (head) so much~"

Jibril, whose slut essence gradually began to appear, laughed. If the slobber at the corner of her mouth is ignored, she can definitely be called a peerless beauty.

"When you say something like this next time, remember to move your eyes away from my neck."

The boy who probably knew how precious his head was to the Flügel sighed.

"It's all because you're so attractive, isn't it?"

Looking at someone's face, Jibril's heart was touched. It's too sad that such a person who created miracles died at the hands of God of War without leaving any traces.

Maybe she should do something to let such a person leave some traces of existence instead of just leaving a name that is passed down in legends.

"Hey, hey, we are also acquaintances, anyway, you can't live for three months, why can't you give me your head?"

Jibril tried to keep someone's head as a souvenir.

"First, I still have a small winning percentage." Although he is not as good as Artoxiu in terms of attributes alone, the young man who can run away even if he can't beat him rolled his eyes.

"Second, although we are barely acquaintances, don't you think that asking for brains from an acquaintance is more excessive than finding a beautiful girl you don't know on the street and saying 'give me a child'?"

"Do you mean that as long as you have several children, you can get your head?!"

The Flügel, whose three views are significantly different from those of the human species, widened her eyes and looked excited. She felt that it would be a good commemorative plan for this legendary figure who was about to be killed by the God of War to leave offspring.

"Since this is the case, do you want to consider breeding with me?!"

Li Zihan glanced at Jibril next to him, and then moved to the side. He suddenly felt that the head of the Flügel was as dimpled as the Crimson Demons.

"First of all, I don't have the habit of giving my head as a dowry to my lover, and then, as an extension of the Elf Corridor, you also don't have the ability to reproduce."

Li Zihan spoke very calmly, making a certain fanatical Flügel stop.