Chapter 258 No. 7 Guild [[-]]

Zhou Qi's last impression before leaving the dungeon was the little Yan Qing standing in front of her, with a cold expression all over her body and face. She almost used a robot-like indifferent expression.

She said, congratulations, you can leave here.

Zhou Qi pursed her lips, with some inexplicable subtle emotions in her heart, she knelt down to hold Xiao Yanqing's hand, but the other party took a step back to avoid it.

Xiao Yanqing didn't seem to be used to being in contact with people, and there was a look of resistance on her face, but she was soon suppressed by her again.

"If you say..." Zhou Qi opened her mouth. She assumed countless things in her heart, but she didn't know what to ask when she opened her mouth. Finally, Zhou Qi sighed. She looked at the little girl in front of her and asked softly: " Can you smile at me?"

Qi Cheng was always at the side. He looked at the two people in front of him calmly, his fingertips trembling slightly.

They are currently in a dark underground warehouse, surrounded by low-quality tobacco and the smell of damp and rotten underground, mixed with a cold wind, rushing into their nostrils.

At the most embarrassing moment, Qi Cheng opened his eyes in a daze, his hands and feet were tied, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears, as if someone was talking beside him.His throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound.

Qi Cheng lowered his eyes, his head was a little confused.

I didn't know which sentence touched the little girl's sensitive nerves just now, and she tied Qi Cheng up immediately when her expression changed. Logically speaking, Zhou Qi should have wanted to help him, but I don't know what Zhou Qi said. The strings weren't set right, and they didn't care about Qi Cheng's life or death, and kept circling around the little girl.

What sentence made the little girl's expression change?

Qi Cheng recalled carefully, thinking about the whole process of Yan Qing's facial expression change.

Thinking belatedly, it seems that he mentioned the phrase 'empty shell without emotion', and Yan Qing's expression is not right.

Xiao Yanqing in front of her blinked her eyes dully, her expression remained unchanged, she said softly, "Why are you laughing?"

Zhou Qi was stunned for a moment: "That's right, smiling makes people happy, and it's also a way to express your happiness."

"Oh." Xiao Yanqing nodded slowly to show that she knew, she raised her eyes lightly, her tone was slow and indifferent, like a little robot without emotion.

"I am not happy."

"I don't want to laugh."

……

……

Zhou Qi received an invitation from Yu Jiang, the president of the Saintess Guild.

Especially when Zhou Qi mentioned a rule clue in a daze.

Yu Jiang's tone was businesslike: "The Saintess Guild welcomes potential newcomers."

Nightingale bent her eyes and smiled: "Little sister, if you are willing to come, the guild will naturally treat you well."

"That doesn't sound right." Zhou Qi spread his hands, "I'm just a newcomer, so it doesn't matter?"

"Potential and newcomers are very precious things to the Saintess Guild." Yu Jiang said seriously.

Zhou Qi paused for a moment.

The guild that Yan Qing belongs to is the top No. [-] guild in the entire infinite world. The method of recruiting new members is very unpredictable, and there is no way for No. [-] guild to accept new members.

But Zhou Qi knew very well that she should not be able to get in.

Then the next best thing to do is the Saintess Fairy Club, which is actually a good choice for her.

after all……

Zhou Qi looked down at his hand, his fingers curled up slowly.

She wants to become someone useful to Yan Qing.

"I will think about it carefully." Zhou Qi said.

Nightingale lowered her eyes to look at the player forum, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Has Wu Yu entered the arena?"

This is a name that is a bit unfamiliar to Zhou Qi, she turned her head with a confused expression.

Yu Jiang explained: "Wu Yu is a member of the No. [-] guild. He is good at Miaojiang witchcraft. He has been elusive for a long time, wandering between various copies."

"In my impression, Wu Yu seldom goes to the arena, because her special skills are not easy to expose to others." Nightingale pondered: "This is really big news."

She bent her eyes and smiled, turned her head to look at Zhou Qi, and hooked her fingers at Zhou Qi: "Come on, little sister, my sister will show you the magic of Miaojiang witchcraft."

……

……

On the big screen in the arena, Wu Yu lightly removed the mesh cover of the vent, and took out a silencer pistol. This pistol only had three bullets, and there were seven people standing in front of her.

Wu Yu pursed her lips. Her whole body was covered under the huge black robe, only her white chin was exposed. She raised her hand and pointed the gun at the man in the front.

After the slight sound of the trigger being pulled, the man rolled his eyes and fell silent. The others immediately became vigilant.

Wu Yu quickly jumped down from the air vent, and hit a man on the back of the head with the butt of a gun. Under the heavy blow, the man fell limply to the ground.

"Over there!" The remaining few people besieged.

Wu Yu bent down and picked up the gun of the man in the corner, holding it in his hand.

With this distraction, a bullet hit Wu Yu's heart quickly and accurately.

The huge recoil made Wu Yu take a few steps back. She clutched her heart, trembling with pain, her fingers slightly protruding from under the robe were slender and white, with bright red slender snakes wrapped around her fingertips.

Wu Yu took out a miniature bomb from his pocket, "I thought it wouldn't be needed in a short time. Let's make a bet, who will die here first?"

Wu Yu smiled and lit the bomb.

Several clusters of fireworks of different colors exploded in the small warehouse.

The five people who were panicked and wanted to retreat were taken aback for a moment, and were dumbfounded.

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Several people in the underground warehouse looked at each other in blank dismay, all stunned.

Overhead fireworks are still exploding.

Wu Yu had a headache, it seems that he took it wrong?

Wu Yu reacted quickly, took a few steps back, clinging to the vent, and took off the large explosive bag tied to his body. It was something from a black workshop, but he didn't expect it to come in handy.

"It's ready." Wu Yu ignited the explosive package and threw it in the direction of several people. One of them subconsciously caught it. Several companions around him were scared and scattered, just in time to catch a glimpse of Wu Yu getting into the vent, and they held hands gun, and fired towards the position of the vent.

There was a loud bang, and the explosive package exploded centered on the warehouse, and the huge impact forced Wu Yu to fall forward.

At the same time, countless brightly colored little snakes and scorpions hidden under the black robe crawled out and burrowed onto several other people.

Wu Yu sat cross-legged at the position of the air vent. She did not hide or dodge. The huge mushroom cloud when the explosive package exploded was reflected in her dark eyes. The bell vibrated.

When the smoke cleared, Wu Yu picked up the bell on his waist and shook it lightly.

The few people who had been at war with Wu Yu just now stood up with dull expressions. Each of them had a small scorpion lying on the back of their necks, and walked over with the sound of Wu Yu's bell.

(End of this chapter)

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