Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Three(2/2)
After two hours in a row, the two came to the corner again and saw that all the medicine had been used up.
"Killing is really fun, but unfortunately, there is no more potion..." the tough cow said with a regretful expression.
"Let's go! Tomorrow will be more enjoyable." Qingyao said with a smile.
"Really?" the tough cow said with wide eyes.
"Of course it's true. Isn't it satisfying to lead countless players to rob?" Qingyao smiled and continued: "Lou will choose the target for you to attack later, and things on the forum will also be arranged.
I won’t go there tomorrow.”
"Why don't you go?" Ling Chen asked confused.
"I won't do such things as robbery." Qingyao said with an upright face.
Ling Chen and the other five people couldn't laugh or cry. They had already come up with their ideas. It didn't make any difference whether they participated or not.
"Kong Cong Ci is rushing to the back of the road. If we don't leave, they will have to discover our intentions. Xingchen, you have to stay behind." Qing Qingyao reminded.
Everyone woke up, called up the duel one after another, and chose to quit.
The white light flashed, and under the gaze of everyone, the six people just exited the duel in a graceful manner.
In the audience, the players stared at the place where the six people disappeared, unable to react for a long time.
Is this the end?
It seems that everyone has a feeling that there is still something to be desired. Even the players who are opposed to Ling Chen, when he and the tough cows are having fun killing each other, they gradually see something.!~!
Chapter completed!