The Wicked Cultivation Game

The players outside talked about it, and Fang Yue didn't care about their bad mouths.

Besides, that's our cheerleader, number one fan! Give some care as it should!

Lifting his feet to enter the guard team, Fang Yue suddenly paused... He found that Mu Zi was still following him.

Well, leader Mu Zi, you go back, I'll just go in and meet Lin Ling alone.

The main thing is that Fang Yue feels that Lin Ling will scold her head and face, and someone is... a bit embarrassing.

But Mu Zi said: I want to report to Captain Lin about the past, and also go to the library to exchange something.

……Oh well.

Entering the guardhouse, Fang Yue felt a murderous aura as soon as he entered the front hall.

Looking inside, I saw Lin Ling sitting on a chair. Seeing Fang Yue coming in, his expression became indifferent to the naked eye, showing a sneer, staring coldly at Fang Yue who had just started. The whole winter looked like a big ice sculpture. It's so cold, it's freezing.

coming?

Obviously these two words mean a cordial greeting, but in Lin Ling's mouth, it is like a ten-mile winter wind, carrying a chill.

Fang Yue smirked awkwardly: That... I'm here.

sit!

ah?

sit down...

Fang Yue carefully looked at Lin Ling, guessing what he was thinking, and finally bit the bullet, walked to the chair next to Lin Ling and sat down, feeling uncomfortable, always feeling that Lin Ling's next sentence was a storm-like attack of bad breath.

But Lin Ling didn't, unexpectedly calmed down, and just looked at Mu Zi lightly first.

What's your business?

Mu Zi respectfully reported everything about Fang Yue, the refugees and Goudong.

Well, it's handled well. If you want to go to the library, you can go by yourself.

yes!

There is a special person in charge of the library, and there is no need for Lin Ling to follow him.

Wait for Mu Zi to leave from the side door.

In the hall of the guardhouse, it became quiet, like the calm before the storm.

grunt.

Fang Yue swallowed her saliva, feeling a little nervous.

Lin Ling is so calm, a little scared, okay!

Just as Fang Yue was thinking, she saw Lin Ling get up suddenly, picked up the teapot on the table, opened the teacup, and poured hot tea.

When the tea was full, Lin Ling stopped and put down the teapot.

Fang Yue saw that Lin Ling really seemed to be pouring tea without any other movements, so she couldn't help rolling her eyes: Well, Brother Lin, I'm not...

Don't!

Lin Ling suddenly raised his voice, and said with a sneer, Brother Lin, I can't bear the title!

Fang Yue:? ! !

coming!

Lin Ling's temper is coming!

For some reason, seeing Lin Ling's reaction, Fang Yue was a little relieved.

I'm not afraid that you will be angry, but I am afraid that you will be gloomy and want to mess with me...

Immediately, Fang Yue straightened her attitude: Brother Lin, I was wrong, I delayed! I didn't mean to...

I'm the one who should say I'm sorry. Team leader Mu was here just now, and I didn't give you face. Now Brother Lin is here to apologize to Brother Ye!

Fang Yue:? ? !

What the hell am I! Who taught Lin Ling these words!

This guy is an indigenous NPC who definitely doesn't understand this stalk, and some player is definitely mad at him!

Depend on!

I am a good person who is both good in character and learning, noble in quality and pure in spirit. You don't want to learn from me, but learn from these messy things!

Damn it! It's so frustrating to be yin and yang!

With a froze expression, Fang Yue said with an embarrassed smile: Ha, haha, Brother Lin, are you confused? Why can't I understand what you are talking about?

Don't understand? It doesn't matter if you don't understand... In this way, Brother Ye, please fight me to the death now! If I don't pull your skin off today, today's business will be considered endless!!

He sipped at Brother Ye in the front, and yelled at the last sentence without grace, and even smashed the teacup that had just been filled with hot tea directly at Fang Yue's face.

I rely on! It's going to be disfigured, okay? !

Fang Yue's face was shocked, and she quickly reached out to catch it, barely catching it.

But the hot tea splashed a lot on the palm of his hand, and he gritted his teeth when he was so hot, until he saw Lin Ling's unfriendly expression, he quickly said with a dry smile: Good tea!

...Then drink!

Speaking of which, Lin Ling stood up abruptly and took a step forward, directly pressed to Fang Yue's side, clasped Fang Yue, and raised his hand to pour the hot tea from the teacup into Fang Yue's mouth.

Not to mention, this move came so suddenly, Fang Yue was unprepared, his strength was suppressed, and he was forced to take a mouthful of hot tea, which made him yelp.

Brother Lin! Brother Lin! Brother Lin! Hot, hot!! Don't be impulsive! Don't be impulsive! You want to die, you want to die, you want to die!

Fang Yue struggled chaotically, but was pressed by Lin Ling's strange force, and forced to drink half a cup of hot tea, which made him roll his eyes.

The hot tea hurts '-1' and '-1', it doesn't matter at all, [Breath of Night] will recover in minutes, but the hot person feels uncomfortable all over.

Lifting one foot, Fang Yue kicked Lin Ling. Lin Ling was kicked more than one meter away, stopped firmly, patted the dust, and looked at Fang Yue calmly.

Evened out.

Cough! Cough cough! You, you, you, what did you give me to drink?

It's nothing, it's just pain tea that makes your stomach hurt for hours.

Pain tea? Stomach pain? Is it a laxative?

Fang Yue's complexion changed, and as soon as she covered her stomach, she really felt a burst of unfamiliarity, as if she was about to urinate at any time.

open status bar...

Status: Pain tea (sore stomach, diarrhea).

Worth! So poisonous! Unexpectedly, you, Lin Ling, have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and you can play tricks!

Fang Yue was excited to scold her, when suddenly a system notification sounded.

System prompt: [Pain tea] status has been removed.

Fang Yue: ...

Breath of the night, my superman!

Fang Yue's expression calmed down instantly.

The world is so beautiful, but I am so irritable, not good not good.

Putting on a smiling face, Fang Yue said, It's good that Brother Lin can vent his anger, I'll suffer a little, it's nothing.

snort!

Lin Ling shook his face: It's good to know, and, today's night shift, tomorrow's morning shift and night shift, you are all on duty, do you understand?

This seems to be really unavoidable, after all, Fang Yue was late and it was almost midnight.

Fang Yue accepted the job with a wry smile, and Lin Ling nodded in satisfaction.

Okay, then I'm going to rest.

Said that Lin Ling was about to leave, but Fang Yue's heart moved.

etc!

Lin Ling stopped, and looked back with a half-doubt and five-point dissatisfaction.

what happened again?

Fang Yue looked at Lin Ling, hesitated, but finally asked cautiously: Well, suppose, suppose, if I say that I like Hua Wuye and must marry Hua Wuye as my wife, will you kill me? ?”

What?

Lin Ling was taken aback, as if he didn't understand what Fang Yue meant.

After a while, he looked weird, and looked at Fang Yue with inexplicable eyes: Are you not sick? If you like it, you like it. What do I care?

Don't worry, I'm just assuming!

Don't assume you like Hua Wuye, it's just you and Hua Wuye...I have no problem with you and Hua Wuye really being together, let alone killing you or something.