[Comprehensive martial arts] Soy sauce is everywhere in the rivers and lakes

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Jesus is also difficult to control in their territory, and the passage of time seems insignificant.

Zhang San moved the corners of his lips, faintly feeling fine sweat slowly oozing from his forehead.About three snaps later, she made a decision that went against her ancestors. ——An instant is one thought, twenty thoughts are one instant, and twenty instants are one snap of the fingers.

Three flicks, that is four hundred moments, enough for Gong Jiu to kill her four hundred times, or for her to kill the opponent four hundred times.

In this confrontation, whoever strikes first can be said to have an absolute advantage.

Zhang San sighed slightly, his right hand stretched out from his wide cuff, and a long whip lay quietly in her hand.This whip restrained all the power of the gods, it looked so simple and unpretentious, not at all as sharp as a magic weapon should be.

Under Gong Jiu's astonished eyes, she stuffed the lightning whip into his hand.

"You..." Zhang San opened his mouth, but it was rare that he hesitated to speak, and finally said with a heart, "Oh, you can keep this whip. Right now, it seems that you need it more than I do."

The lightning whip fell into Gong Jiu's hands, and there was a faint buzzing sound, and a faint stream of light flashed past the dim torso.

Gong Jiu has always been a different kind in the eyes of others, an existence that is difficult to understand, and there are very few moments when he himself feels at a loss.If there is, Zhang San's act of gifting a whip is undoubtedly one of them.

Zhang San held a pot of flowers in the shape of glass in his arms, and the chill came from his neck.She couldn't see clearly how Gong Jiu used his sword.He practiced murderous swordsmanship, so he didn't need to think too much, the position of the sword's edge must fall near the jugular artery.

Gong Jiu's hand is very steady, at such a close distance, Zhang San can even see the confusion in his eyes.

"Miss Zhang San, without this whip, how would you save your life?" Gong Jiu frowned, his pale complexion made him look weak.

Su Gongdi won the battle by tricks, so he really thought that she could win because of this whip.Without the blessing of the divine weapon, she probably wouldn't even have the chance to get close.

The mood is complicated, Zhang San wants to stretch out his hands and scratch his head a little bit, hesitating between "trash talk ridicule" and "do not pretend to be a showdown and do it directly".

Ordinary administrators have this kind of means, but she chose a path that she had never imagined.

"I don't have any old people and no children. I just go out to work. I can eat enough for one person and the whole family is not hungry. Although I live in fear every day, I often have to deal with various evil forces and run here and there to put out fires. It's boring, but I still want to live..." Zhang San suddenly chattered about his career.

Her eyes looked at Gong Jiu sincerely, as if expecting him to understand her meaning.

Gong Jiu's hand is still very steady, the blade is unbiased, without even a slight tremor.He didn't like to use interrogative sentences in his life, so he couldn't help asking now: "What do you want to say?"

"I want to say don't kill me, please." Zhang San blinked and showed a sly smile.

She said the most embarrassing words, but she was the person who was least afraid of death.

It's not that Zhang San is bragging, if kneeling can solve the problem, if not for the sword around her neck, she can kneel down and hug Gong Jiu's thigh to beg for mercy.

Gong Jiu didn't expect her to have this kind of reaction, and immediately frowned in embarrassment. "If you don't want to die, you shouldn't give me a chance to do it." He said softly.

As the words fell to the ground, the sharp sword energy disappeared from Zhang San's neck, and the cold lightning whip returned to Zhang San's hands.

"Next, you won't say that you want to fight me fairly, will you?" The smile on Zhang San's face remained unchanged, and he said worried words half-truthfully.

How much power Gong Jiu can exert, she has seen some clues from the sword just now.If she really did it, her odds of winning were not high, that is, [-] to [-]% - [-]% was someone else's.

However, he just stretched out his hand and slowly stretched it towards Zhang San.She almost instinctively stretched out her hand to block it.

"Miss Zhang San, you really..."

Following his faint sigh, the fingertip only lightly clicked, and it stopped an inch away from her heart.An unexpected expression appeared on Zhang San's face, and she already felt a sword energy passing through her heart precisely.

She was surprised not because of Gong Jiu's profound skill, but because it had exceeded her prediction.A character with a distinctive style like Gong Jiu, logically speaking, would not contradict what he said.Since he withdrew his sword, he shouldn't have shot again.

But then the unexpected person turned into Gong Jiu again, because the woman who was just about to kneel down and beg for mercy a second ago, at the same time as she was hit with a fatal move, she slowly landed her two fingers on the center of his eyebrows .

Her movements are really slow, as slow as a caress between lovers, so slow that Gong Jiu hardly even has the thought of avoiding it.

——This may be Zhang San's last tenderness.

In a corner that no one knows, what kind of thrilling confrontation has taken place, and the people who eat melons have no way of knowing.

At the moment, their attention is all focused on the activities of snatching relatives.May I ask, who can refuse Hua Wuque—to be precise, Hua Wuque's face?

"I don't know what kind of women the playboy likes. Is there still time for me to pinch my face again?" Passerby A took a selfie in the mirror, looking worried at a delicate and lovely face.

Passerby B: "It's very expensive to change your face."

Passerby A: "If you can spend a good night with the playboy, it will be worth the money~"

Passerby B: "What you said makes sense. I'll quit the game first to check the strategy. There should be a master doing it."

Passerby C (male): "Draw your sword, gentlemen! We meet tonight, and we are enemies."

"That... Excuse me, let me make way." The woman passed them slowly, from her demeanor to her tone of voice, there was an undisguised exhaustion.

The passers-by glanced at her, but didn't say anything unnecessary, so they took a step aside to make way.

It was a face that was more than handsome but lacked in memory, at least in their eyes, it looked ordinary, not quite like a player, but more like an NPC.

"He likes Tie Xinlan."

When the woman walked by, she seemed to leave such a sentence behind.So the three passers-by looked at each other, neither knowing who Tie Xinlan was nor who she was talking to.

"Have you hallucinated?"

"……Probably."

Her name is Zhang San, she is a game administrator and the only administrator of the current plane.She's running into a little trouble right now, the system that assists in the work seems to be down due to fixing an unknown bug.

Because in her memory, the system was not very stable in the past, and downtime was very common, so she didn't think much about it.The snatching quest hung impressively in the quest bar reminded her that the next possible itinerary was to go to the city lord's mansion to be a toolman.

Zhang San's mind was in a mess. She thought it was a short-term amnesia caused by the system downtime, and if it went well, it would return to normal soon.

...So who is Tie Xinlan?

[If there is no accident, it will be Hua Wuque's wife. ] The system answered her in this way.

Zhang San was flattered: [You restarted successfully? 】

System: [Yes, the amount of data is huge, and I allocate most of the energy to process it. 】

Zhang San hesitated and said: [Why do I feel that you are not like you after restarting...]

The system in my memory seems to be different from the current one. The specific difference is that the current one is too serious and not as cheap as before.

System: [...Don't you like it? 】

[You didn’t lose the data before you restarted, did you?Explain why I wake up with a pot of flowers in my arms? 】

Zhang San also has her unique way of avoiding problems.

The system was silent for only a second, before answering very simply: [There are still eight hours left before the completion of this update, if there are no special circumstances, non-essential auxiliary functions will be turned off. 】

For some reason, Zhang San could hear a little stiffness from the mechanical sound of the system.Artificial intelligence, can also be angry?

However, Mr. System obviously didn't want to explain where this sense of disobedience came from. No matter how she called in the following time, the system never appeared again.Fortunately, the map leading to the city lord's mansion was not closed, and she was still able to drive the automatic wayfinding while staring blankly.

The structure of the City Lord's Mansion is not much different from that of ordinary mansions, the main entrance, the back entrance, and the corner entrance.The house was well-built and decorated with lanterns and festoons. It was very festive, but it didn't even have a decent defense.

With such a city lord's mansion, it was hard for Zhang San to understand why the navigation would bring her to the window.

"Why does it feel like being a thief..." She scratched her head.

It's very unprofessional to open the window in broad daylight.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, a voice came from the left side: "Be confident, you are a thief."

Someone on the right side also said: "If it weren't for the greedy person's body, which decent person would lie here?"

Zhang San was quite surprised, she really didn't dare to imagine how many people were lurking near her.Since these people have come a long time ago, why haven't they made a move?

But what does this have to do with her, she didn't come to rob her - no matter how bad she was, she was the one who was robbed!

Turning lightly into the room, the sight in front of her made her breathless for three seconds.

"Ah this."

There were five men sitting neatly on a bed, wearing the same bright red clothes and having the same face.No wonder the people ambushing outside didn't do anything, this situation is indeed daunting.

Zhang San really wanted to turn around and leave, but after all, she wasn't cowardly enough.After calming down for a moment, she said awkwardly: "Is it possible that I went to the wrong room?"

Immediately, one of the five grooms stretched out his hand, and said with a half-smile, "You're a bit early, bride."

The other man sighed softly and said with a smile, "It's earlier than we expected."

Their tone of voice sounds very natural, there is no element of acting at all, it is all true feelings.Zhang San couldn't help taking half a step back, and turned his eyes for help to the few people who didn't speak.

The third man said gently: "It's been a hard journey, but luckily everything is going well."

Taking a second look, Zhang San found that his eyes were different from others.Although he could also judge the direction she was in, so the direction of the face was not wrong, but his eyes were always distracted—the reason was not hard to guess, because his eyes couldn't see.

The fourth man hesitated to speak, and looked at her with worry, and a little bit of gloating (?).

The fifth man didn't speak, and looked at her as if he was looking at the air. Anyone who didn't want to add psychological burden to himself would not want to meet his eyes.

So the question is, who is the real Hua Wuque?

Zhang San took a deep breath and quickly made a decision in his mind.

"excuse me."

Her body reacted faster than her brain. The moment she said these three words, she had already turned 180 degrees, and she jumped through the window when she came and went.

Please, she just came out to work, but she also wants to be a part-time detective?Zhang San never made things difficult for himself. Facing such unreasonable demands, of course the best solution is to run away.

Then she found out what was wrong, why hasn't she landed yet?

One hand held her collar firmly, so she hung in midair.Zhang San's eyes swept away, and he saw only a touch of green clothes corners, then he heard the girl say: "It's not allowed to run away from marriage, you have to take responsibility."

responsibility?What responsibility?

Zhang San didn't think of anything else, only the identity of this girl, she was naturally Ah Qing who was supposed to be playing in the city at this moment.

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The author has something to say:

The missing persons return.

During this time, I went to give birth to a baby and confinement.

Difficult to make up the ending, please pat.