Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!
Chapter 209 Pretending I'm Really an NPC (1)
Chapter 209 Pretend I'm Really an NPC ([-])
233 felt that his host seemed a little happy.
The old monster's face has always been as thick as her bark, and even if there are demons dancing in his heart, it will be so worn that he can't see it at all when it spreads all the way to his face.
If there was any emotion on her face, it was either she was willing to share her feelings with others, or she was performing for others to see.
When there is no need for acting or interpersonal communication—such as in the system space, she is not much different from Wannian Facial Paralysis.
But 233 can tell that Bai Ling is not the same today as before.
——For example, when she came back before, she would sleep with her head down for a few days, but this time, she only lay down for less than an hour, and then got up again to play games and watch movies.
I was happy to see it, and I would grab some of its popcorn from time to time.
Poor 233 is only the size of her slap. It gnawed for half a day, and the old monster ate it up in one bite.
233 stared at the bottomless system for popcorn again, "...QAQ"
It was pitifully stupid for a while, looked at the last bucket left beside it, finally mustered up the courage, hugged the bucket with two paws, and pushed it away secretly.
The next time Bai Ling stretched out his hand, he grabbed nothing.
Only then did she look away from the movie, turned her head to look at 233, and pressed her finger on its forehead, "Stingy."
233 pretended not to hear, and buried himself in hard work.
There was no timing tool in the system space, so Bai Ling sat up and stretched, feeling that he had almost rested, so he called the lottery bucket, reached in and took out a note.
She glanced down, then raised her eyebrows in surprise.
——It was actually a B-rank world.
[Body provider: Ye Wenhan (plane B26874)
Additional request: Stop Ye Weizhong from "poisoning"]
There are many kinds of B-level worlds, martial arts with a touch of fantasy, the end of the world where everyone has supernatural powers, and an interstellar world with advanced technology, all of which are possible.
It was impossible to tell what kind of world this was from the additional request, so Bai Ling threw the note away and had no choice but to adapt to the situation.
She walked into the teleportation array.
****
When he woke up again, before his sight was restored, he heard a noisy sound around him.
laugh--
boom--
grumble--!
clang-
dun dun dun -
Among the various sound effects with unclear meanings, a command voice is particularly eye-catching:
"Long-range No. 2 holds a group, close-combat back to No. 1... Hey, daddy, can you stay with the remote station? Why are you so close to T? Want to play back push therapy?"
Bai Ling: "...?"
what?
She looked at the cold ice sword in her hand, and then at the group of monsters and ghosts in different costumes in front of her, feeling a little dazed.
It doesn't look like the end of the world, and it doesn't look like you are fighting a war, but the clothes are a bit like martial arts.
... Forcibly ignore those tube top dresses, and the five cents special effects with hot eyes.
And what about long-range and melee combat, baby daddy T and so on...why does it sound like a game?
After being dazed for a few seconds, Bai Lingren hadn't recovered, his body had already moved by itself.
——The slender and exquisite sword swung obliquely, and the terrifying sword energy swept across.
The clever ones had already obeyed the command and ran away, while the less clever ones were knocked down by the sword energy, and collectively spurted a mouthful of blood.
And the representative character—the dad who ran at the end and ran for his life with a fan sprayed the most, and fell to the ground immediately after spraying.
Bai Ling: "..."
Regardless of the group of things in front of her, she turned her gaze, and suddenly found that there were many translucent option bars in her field of vision.
"Qingshuang lv.105" is written on the upper left corner - probably her name.
-
Note:
Long-range melee: divided according to different attack distances
Nurses, dads: blood boosters, usually remotely
T: attracts the hatred of the boss, thick skin and more blood, convenient to control the direction of the boss's face and release skills
Thank you Panpan, Pipi Pig, Nana, Nuan Dong, Dayan Weilan, Dyeing and Wine, Painting Dreams, Chenqing, and Xinyi for the little cuties~
What a tweet!
(End of this chapter)
233 felt that his host seemed a little happy.
The old monster's face has always been as thick as her bark, and even if there are demons dancing in his heart, it will be so worn that he can't see it at all when it spreads all the way to his face.
If there was any emotion on her face, it was either she was willing to share her feelings with others, or she was performing for others to see.
When there is no need for acting or interpersonal communication—such as in the system space, she is not much different from Wannian Facial Paralysis.
But 233 can tell that Bai Ling is not the same today as before.
——For example, when she came back before, she would sleep with her head down for a few days, but this time, she only lay down for less than an hour, and then got up again to play games and watch movies.
I was happy to see it, and I would grab some of its popcorn from time to time.
Poor 233 is only the size of her slap. It gnawed for half a day, and the old monster ate it up in one bite.
233 stared at the bottomless system for popcorn again, "...QAQ"
It was pitifully stupid for a while, looked at the last bucket left beside it, finally mustered up the courage, hugged the bucket with two paws, and pushed it away secretly.
The next time Bai Ling stretched out his hand, he grabbed nothing.
Only then did she look away from the movie, turned her head to look at 233, and pressed her finger on its forehead, "Stingy."
233 pretended not to hear, and buried himself in hard work.
There was no timing tool in the system space, so Bai Ling sat up and stretched, feeling that he had almost rested, so he called the lottery bucket, reached in and took out a note.
She glanced down, then raised her eyebrows in surprise.
——It was actually a B-rank world.
[Body provider: Ye Wenhan (plane B26874)
Additional request: Stop Ye Weizhong from "poisoning"]
There are many kinds of B-level worlds, martial arts with a touch of fantasy, the end of the world where everyone has supernatural powers, and an interstellar world with advanced technology, all of which are possible.
It was impossible to tell what kind of world this was from the additional request, so Bai Ling threw the note away and had no choice but to adapt to the situation.
She walked into the teleportation array.
****
When he woke up again, before his sight was restored, he heard a noisy sound around him.
laugh--
boom--
grumble--!
clang-
dun dun dun -
Among the various sound effects with unclear meanings, a command voice is particularly eye-catching:
"Long-range No. 2 holds a group, close-combat back to No. 1... Hey, daddy, can you stay with the remote station? Why are you so close to T? Want to play back push therapy?"
Bai Ling: "...?"
what?
She looked at the cold ice sword in her hand, and then at the group of monsters and ghosts in different costumes in front of her, feeling a little dazed.
It doesn't look like the end of the world, and it doesn't look like you are fighting a war, but the clothes are a bit like martial arts.
... Forcibly ignore those tube top dresses, and the five cents special effects with hot eyes.
And what about long-range and melee combat, baby daddy T and so on...why does it sound like a game?
After being dazed for a few seconds, Bai Lingren hadn't recovered, his body had already moved by itself.
——The slender and exquisite sword swung obliquely, and the terrifying sword energy swept across.
The clever ones had already obeyed the command and ran away, while the less clever ones were knocked down by the sword energy, and collectively spurted a mouthful of blood.
And the representative character—the dad who ran at the end and ran for his life with a fan sprayed the most, and fell to the ground immediately after spraying.
Bai Ling: "..."
Regardless of the group of things in front of her, she turned her gaze, and suddenly found that there were many translucent option bars in her field of vision.
"Qingshuang lv.105" is written on the upper left corner - probably her name.
-
Note:
Long-range melee: divided according to different attack distances
Nurses, dads: blood boosters, usually remotely
T: attracts the hatred of the boss, thick skin and more blood, convenient to control the direction of the boss's face and release skills
Thank you Panpan, Pipi Pig, Nana, Nuan Dong, Dayan Weilan, Dyeing and Wine, Painting Dreams, Chenqing, and Xinyi for the little cuties~
What a tweet!
(End of this chapter)
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