What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

The world is undecided, you and I are both bullshit!

Chapter 24 Sorry!Please read it, it’s urgent!

On June 6, I announced the first round of trial promotion of my new book. When I saw the text message from the backend, everyone was confused.

Meow only has 5 words, so I recommended it. I didn’t bother to read it, so I sent it directly! !

It has also been mentioned in book circles. If you don’t read it, you won’t recommend it. If you don’t recommend it, you have to send it, so the seedlings need to be cared for (sold badly)

The readers can just move their hands and turn to the last page to add a follow-up page for me...

Especially every Tuesday, recommendations will be made based on the number of reads that day. Don’t do it on Tuesdays. If you do, you may not be able to find this person.

Anyway, keep reading, please!Autumn pear cream!

I love you so much~

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Off topic:

the first:

Some readers have reported that 1000 is too much. Thank you for your patronage.

In fact, once I set too many rewards, the protagonist's strength will grow too fast, which will easily lead to the collapse of the power system, and the sense of development from a young age will also be greatly weakened. That's why I have so many thank you for your patronage.

But if you think about it carefully, so many thank yous for your patronage are indeed uncomfortable to watch, and it feels like "I have been struggling for most of my life just to get food."

After careful consideration, I chose to make some changes.

A mechanism will be added to the later plot to recycle these thank yous for patronage, increase the fun and give them secondary value.

It shouldn't be that uncomfortable to watch by then.

second:

Drawing cards is not necessarily a cool story, I need to emphasize that here.

In this book, the golden finger is just a legitimate reason to make the protagonist grow faster and more happily. The main subject is not the golden finger, but the storyline and world view that I want to express.

Goldfinger chose to draw cards just because I was crooked in playing Iron Breaker Guarantee, and wanted to commemorate the five thousand dollars that I lost.

third:

Some very Chinese-style words will indeed give readers a sense of separation.

Since I was writing about the female protagonist before, I instinctively bypassed these words, but now that I was writing about the male protagonist, I couldn’t help myself.

I will change it, definitely next time.

fourth:

Regarding the family with outstanding status, the fact that the eldest and second brothers are both top talents, but the third son is a loser is not a mistake in the setting.

Don't ask, asking is a foreshadowing.

Thanks for the feedback from book friends who asked these questions.

If we can change it, we will work hard to change it.

that's all.

By the way, I’m looking for a little reward, hey~ (show your hands)

Chapter 25 24 The so-called strength, flesh and blood flying everywhere!

In the eyes of the man in black, the sprinting Duomi was like a wolf king whose head had not yet grown up. He was not very young, but his ferocious energy was clearly revealed.

It turned out that the dagger thrust out at a tricky angle was forced to defend.

Ding! !

Tiny sparks flew, and the two daggers intertwined, making a sweet intertwining sound.

The first confrontation failed, so the two of them took a few steps back to distance themselves.

The information obtained from the test was quickly processed, and Duomi was slightly confused about the man opposite.

He clearly has the body of an adult and fairly decent fighting skills, but after the fight, he found that the man seemed a little... powerless when attacking?

So much so that the attack that could have knocked Domi flying with sheer force could now only hit him [-]-[-].

Can an adult exert the same power as a human cub who appears to be 7 years old but is actually 13 years old?

That’s too much, isn’t it?

But that's okay, at least the difference isn't that big.

I still have the strength to fight!

"System, use [Siddha Kayn's Scythe of Shadow Stream's enemy-killing experience]!"

As he finished speaking, the scene in front of him flew around. His vision and perception would be synchronized with Kayn's...

It was a long, meandering river in the forest, stretching from here to the city-state of Noxus.

Looking back, I saw countless Noxian soldiers wearing black and red armor and holding swords, guns, swords and halberds pouring up from the lower reaches of the river.

On the other hand, here, there are only a few subordinates wearing black shadow-flow costumes, probably only about fifty, who are as small as ants compared to the legion that often has thousands of people.

At this moment, another deep and rough voice came from his mind: "Kayn, how I miss the smell of blood rolling in the water."

Kayn stretched out his hand, and a ferocious scythe that was just over two meters tall appeared in his hand.

It was covered in blood, and there was a huge eyeball inlaid at the intersection of the handle and the sickle blade. It seemed to be biologically active. Duomi saw it turn with his own eyes.

Such a huge scythe was like a child's toy in Kayn's hands. He easily pulled it out and put it on his shoulder. He looked at the thousands of soldiers below with a smile, his eyes full of disdain, and he said in a bohemian voice:

"Then today is the day to relive it, Laast, just wait by the river, the enemy will be like a falling flower!"

"That's right, let's dye the river red!"

Domi could clearly feel the way Kayn exerted his power. The powerful power flowed through his body and went to wherever they were needed in an orderly manner.

First the soles of the feet.

Kayn led his men to charge against the Noxians. The strong wind in front of him was split by his scythe. He took the lead!

Soon, the weapons met!

Then there’s the arms and core.

Driven by the two, the giant scythe rotated like a meat grinder, removing the heads of the Noxians one by one. The whistling sound of the blade was also mixed with Kayn's wild laughter.

He was like an artist, performing the art of killing among the dead!

The sharp blade separated the skin and flesh, and the head flew into the sky!Internal organs smeared on the ground!

After killing one person and then the next, there is almost no pause, and the scythe will not strike twice on one person.

When there are multiple enemies surrounding him, he will turn into a black shadow and blend into the ground, then emerge from another place and continue to sweep across with the giant scythe and pierce it with sharp blades.

Achieve precise and efficient slaughter.

Domi does not have the physical fitness or scythe-wielding skills of Kayn. The only thing he can feel is Kayn's absolute control over his own power and the battlefield.

No trace of strength is wasted, and no one dies outside the plan. Just like every move made when playing Go, one can find a way out of a difficult situation.

As for those incredible skill effects, perhaps this is another reason why he can survive with ease even when being surrounded and intercepted by thousands of people.

Be bold and careful, dare to operate, and even if you are in a difficult situation, you still stand on the commanding heights of your spirit and taunt the enemy crazily.

Domi felt that he understood the essence.

"Noxian power is a joke." He laughed.

As Kayn's Shadow Step was used again.

The leader of the Noxians lost his target again. He looked around in panic, trying to find traces of Kayn, but the next second, a blood-stained scythe was placed on his neck, and he murmured like a devil. Ringing in my ears:

"Darkness has fallen~"

The picture stopped here, and the crystallization of his thoughts also made a cracking sound.

The flow of time returned to normal, and he returned to his body.

After a battle that lasted for several hours, thousands of people were slaughtered, and even the slightly unfamiliar assassination technique underwent a glorious advancement under the baptism of blood.

They are all born to kill, taking different paths to the same end.

[Assassination: Beginner’s first practice → little success]

He weighed the dagger in his hand. Its shape and weight made him feel extremely familiar, like an extension of his hand.

There was a hint of confusion in the man in black's cloudy eyes. He didn't understand why an opponent who was harmless to humans and animals turned into a demon that killed countless people in the blink of an eye.

The air seemed to be filled with the smell of blood.

Just when the man was feeling doubtful, Duomi suddenly became angry.

Power wanders where it is needed. Yes, that's the feeling. Power comes from the heart and then moves with you!

At this moment, he became the master of his own body.

The force on the dagger even doubled, and the speed was so fast that the man almost didn't react.

The edged dagger cut through the facial skin tissue, and dark-colored blood spattered out. The blood almost hit the neck.

Duomi, who came behind the man, didn't give him any time to react. He relied on his back to attack again.

This time it was aimed at the heart.

Kayn and the knowledge of assassination told him the location of his heart, as if pointing an invisible finger to a place for him, and whispered in a bewitching tone:

"Look, this is the heart, put the dagger in there, insert it hard!

Then listen to the sound of life disappearing, and listen to the last moan of the poor creature!

That will be the spoils of victory! "

puff! !