BOSS bomber

Chapter 71 He's a Blood Moon

Lin Ziruo's bet startled them.You should know that one gold is equivalent to ten yuan in Huaxia currency, and one game of one thousand gold is 1 yuan.

This is not a small amount, and not everyone is rich.

"Is this kid scaring people? Does he have a thousand gold?"

"Damn, I hate this kind of rubbish who has no money to pretend to be fat. If he has so many gold coins, is his equipment still so rubbish?"

"Brother Death, bet with him to see if he has such gold coins?"

"Brother Death, if you don't have enough gold coins, I can lend you. If you win later, I'll share it."

"Get rid of the rubbish rib warrior!"

Most players were not optimistic about Lin Ziruo, and some players fanned the flames and fueled the flames, wishing that Lin Ziruo and Lin Ziruo would fight immediately.

"Boy, that's what you said. Don't cry when you lose. No one will pity you then." I was the god of death sneering again and again.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's PK quickly, if you don't have enough gold coins, you can also mortgage the items." Lin Ziruo said.

"Since you are in a hurry to give flowers to Lao Tzu, I have no reason not to accept them."

I am the god of death and sent a PK request, betting all my savings of 180 gold, one piece of [-]th-level gold equipment, three pieces of gold props, five skill books, and I borrowed [-] gold from my friends, worth a thousand gold in total.

I am the god of death and said arrogantly: "Boy, bet quickly, if you don't have money, get out of here, and don't come out to embarrass yourself in the future."

Lin Ziruo looked at the items in the PK gambling block, showed a thief's smile, took out a thousand gold from the backpack and put it down.

"I don't see how much money you have left. It's a pity that they will be mine soon hahaha." I laughed wildly like a god of death, and I couldn't wait to confirm it, for fear that Lin Ziruo would go back on his word.

The two entered a state of competition, forming an independent battlefield, competing high and low.

The winner will get everything the opponent bet on.

"Boy, it's too late for you to regret it now. I can kill you with one arrow. Suffer!"

As soon as I entered the competitive state, I was the god of death who directly fucked the guy, drew the golden bow, and shot three arrows at Lin Ziruo, in the shape of a character, and went away through the wind, like a flash of lightning, and arrived at Lin Ziruo's door in the blink of an eye.

Chase the wind!
Lin Ziruo was very straightforward and didn't want to waste time, so he used the wind-chasing step and avoided three light arrows. He was like a ghost, and came to the right side of I am Death without a sound. the wound.

Spike!

Two bright red characters rose from the body of I am the god of death, and with an expression of extreme shock, they fell to the ground with a bang.

The players around were stunned and stunned.

At this moment, everyone knew that when they encountered a ruthless character who was eating pigs and eating tigers, those players who spoke satirically of Lin Ziruo suddenly felt chills behind their backs, and felt a burst of fear in their hearts, for fear that Lin Ziruo would retaliate.

The most tragic thing is that I am the Grim Reaper, and he doesn't want to die. He thought he could easily kill Lin Ziruo and earn a lot of money, but he didn't know that the other party was picking pigs and eating tigers, waiting to fall into a trap.

Oh my god, my hard-earned gold coins and equipment!
I am the god of death, and let out a hysterical roar from the bottom of my heart, regretting too much, if there is a medicine for regret in the world, it would be great!
Reminder: Congratulations for defeating I am Death, and getting 580 gold and level [-] gold equipment...

Listening to the system prompt message ringing in his ears, Lin Ziruo felt happy.

The outcome has been decided, and I automatically quit the competitive state. I am the god of death, dejected, and left with my tail between my legs. When I left, I didn't forget to glare at Lin Ziruo. The meaning is unclear: I remember you.

If Lin Zi dismisses it, there are many people who remember me, and how old can you be?

He has no sympathy for a person who bullies the weak like me, God of Death, and this is his own fault.

If Lin Zi had no ability, wouldn't he be trampled flat by him.

When Lin Ziruo approached Wang Er, the players gave way one by one, with awe and fear written all over their faces.

"Brother, just now, my little brother has no eyes and no pearls, and his words were rude, please don't take offense."

"Master, I was wrong. Your lord has a lot, please don't argue with me."

"Brother, I will be your little brother from now on. As long as you give an order, I will go up to the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​​​fire without hesitation."

Witnessing Lin Ziruo's strength, those players who looked down on others were so scared that they put down their dignity and dignity to apologize to him.

One of the female players was even more shameless, she came to Lin Ziruo with a swinging waist, sent him the address and number in reality, said a lot of I adore you and like you, invited him to fly together, and watch the sun tomorrow .

Lin Ziruo hated this kind of woman who casually sacrificed her body in exchange for material needs, even if she never had a woman in her life, he would not want it.

Lin Ziruo ignored them and came to Wang Er: "Do you need help with anything?"

"Enthusiastic Brother Warrior, I do need your help. This matter is dangerous. You may lose your life because of it. Are you sure you want to help me?"

Lin Ziruo said decisively: "Definitely."

"Thank you." Wang Er clasped his fists and bowed, and said slowly: "My father was seriously injured and needs two main medicines, Yuanshui and Lingxingcao. Can you find them all?"

"Yes." Lin Liaoruo said firmly.

Reminder: You accepted Wang'er's request, collected Yuanshui and Lingxingcao to heal his father, and got the task of making a name for himself.

Mission: The job transfer mission is to make a name for yourself.

Task reminder: Huiyuan water originates from Liuxia forest, the star grass in Hanxingling.

Mission Progress: 0/3
After reading the mission description, Lin Ziruo bid farewell to Wang Er, ignored me and the others from the deep mountains, and rushed away to Liuxia Forest to find the Yuanshui.

"I feel that this martial artist looks familiar." I came from the deep mountains and looked at Lin Ziruo's back in the distance, falling into deep thought.

"Shen Shan, don't you feel familiar when you see every master?" A soldier said with a smile.

"No, this person really looks familiar." I nodded earnestly from the deep mountains, slapped my forehead with my right hand, and suddenly realized: "I know who he is."

"who is it?"

"Brother Shenshan, tell me quickly, don't lose your taste."

The surrounding players were urging for a while, wanting to know who is the warrior who kills me in one blow.Everyone has curiosity, and everyone can understand it.

I come from the deep mountains and I am very solemn and respectful: "He is the blood moon."

"It's the Xue Yue who is the sure target of Ting Feng Tower and Shadow of Darkness!"

"When you put it that way, it really looks like a blood moon."

"My God, it is said that Xueyue is a god of killing. He is extremely fierce. I don't know how many players he has killed in Tingfenglou and Shadow of Darkness. He is a character that cannot be messed with."

"Yeah, everyone should know that Heiye Guyu, one of the top ten masters of Tingfeng Tower, and Yehuo Liaoyuan, the hall master of the Dark Shadow Hall, have personally hunted and killed Blood Moon to no avail, and Heiye Guyu was almost killed by Blood Moon, what do you say? Not scary."

"According to what you said, didn't we walk around the gate of hell just now?"

When they learned of Lin Ziruo's identity, each of them took a deep breath, with lingering fears in their hearts. Thinking of sarcasm Lin Ziruo, they felt a wave of fear in their hearts. They dare not provoke such a cruel person.

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