Zhongyu stood at the birth point, holding a key in his pocket.

A small gang surrounded him: "Take out the key to the multi-world and you can leave."

"Hmm?" Zhongyu looked at the opposite side in confusion: "Why give you the key?"

The little gang was amused: "Where did you come from the naughty green? Do you think you are the light of white people?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhongyu was already rushing up like a ghost and bit the player's neck.

This sudden change made these small gangs who were rookies confused.

Their companions were bleeding from their necks, and Zhongyu grinned with blood all over his face: "Who do you think is the ignorant green?!"

Your whole family is a naughty person!

Zhongyu's fierce appearance almost made the members of the small gang recall the fear of being dominated by Qingchen, and turned around and ran away!

"Hehe," Zhongyu walked towards the long street like nothing happened, with blood on his face, and his white novices's bust was dyed red.

All passers-by looked surprised and terrified, but he didn't care as if nothing had happened.

"The Light of White? Why do you always hear people mention the Light of White?" Nakaha murmured in a low voice: "Is he a very powerful character? I wonder if he is qualified to be my coach."

At this time, someone on the side of the road shouted: "The White Light has taken action again, kill another one... Hey, I will stop after killing one this time."

"Now everyone says that White Light is a huge shade Voldemort, and he plotted against many people."

Zhongyu muttered to himself: "Do you want to gather a few slaves in the Western Continent first? This white light seems to be very good."

When he was in the Eastern Continent, what he most hoped was to take Qingchen as a slave, but the plan failed.

This time, there shouldn't be a failure, after all, there are not many people as powerful as Qingchen.

...

...

Qingchen crawled in the grass, holding a crossbow in his hand, and secretly glanced at the target ahead.

With a soothing sound, the cold arrow shot out, with an extremely tricky angle.

However, the player on the opposite side was also very powerful. When he heard the sound of the bowstring, he subconsciously dodged. The cold arrow that had originally shot at the other party's neck only hit the other party's shoulder.

Qing Chen crawled on the ground and quickly retreated. Instead of chasing him, the player took out a firing gun and fired a signal flare into the sky...

Qingchen was shocked. He agreed to have a one-on-one sneak attack. Can you not afford to shake someone over?

In the past, knights used to shake people and fight, but now he is alone, where can he go to shake people?

Moreover, at this time he had realized a problem: he was going to be targeted!

Someone is forming a group to find him, but they are all masters!

A voice came from a distance: "The White Light is here, Phoenix Guild comes to gather, come and kill him!"
Chapter completed!