"How about we play a small game? Dear Alextasa. "The tone of speaking was so gentle and soothing, polite, like a gentleman whispering to his lover.

“What game?”

The woman blushed and her heartbeats when she heard it: "I learned a very interesting game of playing time from mortals."

The magic power quickly flowed into shape, and in a moment a huge chess board rose up.

"How about we come to the yi bureau?"

"Play chess? I don't know"

"Don't worry, what's the point if our chess game is like those mortals?"

"You can choose your partner to enter this chess game as a chess piece, and I am the same. But the rules are different from mortals. Our chess pieces can rely on strength to speak and kill the opponent to occupy the opponent's chess pattern. Whoever kills the opponent's king will win."

"I refuse this."

"Reject? Haha, you reject me. You reject me? You always reject me!!" But after a moment of crazy explosion, he replied with a gentle gesture. "But I will not reject your rejection. But your children and this world will not have the choice to enter the final moment."

“We are not out of choice.”

"Ha, what about the dragon soul? Did you get it? Don't think I don't know, my good brother Nozdom went to get it. But before he came back, the world would be destroyed. Because, you know, is this our secret to me telling it?"

"No! It seems that I have to accept it. Then tell me, will you want to enter the game? If you enter the game, I'm afraid no one will be your opponent."

"Then, Alextasa. Please sit with me for a while. Look at our chess pieces and decide your own destiny. The fate of this world is hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Help

Hero, help me

With a clang, the door was opened with great force, scared everyone to jump. But after looking at the person coming in, everyone continued to do their own things.

"Hey? Ximeng, why don't you go to work on your paper today?"

"Don't mention it, I was kicked back if I didn't review the question."

"Hey, doesn't Old Man He like you the most? Everyone said he wanted to give you permission, why would he still make things difficult for you so disrespectful?"

"Who knows?"

Listening to the sour words of the roommate on the bed diagonally opposite, Wang Ximeng replied impatiently, throwing the thick stack of information on his hand onto the table, and then skillfully turned on the computer and opened the battle to his account.

It’s better to go to the monster to change your mood, and by the way, try the metaphysical belief bug you found.

"Xi Meng, are you logged in? How many brothers are going to go to the arena?" Li Bo, the roommate sitting behind him, turned around and asked him.

"I'll clean up the Dragon Soul first."

"Okay, help someone with a short worker. Call me when it's over."

"Okay! Have you helped someone with the Green Dragon again?"

"Isn't this idle or idle?" Li Bodeser. "Who told me that I'm already invincible?"

"Tsk, you should be proud of those newcomers in front of these newcomers!" Wang Ximeng laughed and complained without hesitation. "When the second fool of 8O level two must have been defeated, which one of them didn't have?"

What he most resents now is the maid with a big chin.

Wang Ximeng glanced at his character list and clicked a few times on his mouse.

Compared to those roommates who dominate the full profession, his character list is simple, with only two full-level characters. The Undead Warlock and the Human Paladin. You can tell from the appearance that the time spent by the two characters is completely incomparable. The Warlock is in a dark and bloody T5 set of magical outfits, with a dog stick in his hand, and a colorful enchantment all over his body. The Paladin is in a mess, and it looks like a blue-green outfit that has just reached the full-level level, and he doesn't even have to think about magical outfits.

Looking at the ragged Paladin, Wang Ximeng laughed. If it weren't for the achievement of double-faced spies, he wouldn't have been too lazy to spend time in the alliance to build a small trumpet and practice until the full level.

While he was thinking, he clicked the mouse and double-clicked the warlock as if his finger had already conditioned reflexively.

Pressing "o", except for a few classmates in the class, the friend list was almost gray. Wang Ximeng sighed softly, pointed out the few names that were always bright, and sent him a whisper.

Give it to the sky:bsp;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          

At the end of the version, these profiteers were still persevering in contributing to XYi.

Wang Ximeng sighed again, but his subordinates had been operating the character for a while and skillfully found the CD merchant, and simply paid the money into the dungeon.

Tianji's moral integrity whispered: Good luck, brother. I'll make it this time

Tianji's integrity whispered: Old rules, bsp;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      �

Given to the Skyline: You said. Don’t be dependent on the debt after leaving.

Tianji's integrity whispered: At least you have asked me for so many times. Brother, you can't trust me. I am famous for my integrity in the group of profiteers!!! How about 5oog?

Give it to the Sky: Didn’t your integrity be overturned to the Sky long ago?

The moral integrity of the sky whispered: If you want to shake it, you will shake it on your head!!!

Looking at the other party's reply, Wang Ximeng grinned silently, feeling inhumane complacent. He had been calculating for a long time for Long Niang. If this kung fu is spent on the thesis, forget it, after this game, go to do the thesis. Old Man He is indeed very strict with him, but he is optimistic about him and does not want him to do it perfunctorily. In fact, Wang Ximeng himself is clear about these things. But just one question has been beaten back several times. Who is not annoying?

Still thinking about it, Wang Ximeng's sorcerer had already stepped into the copy, and a blue strip flashed on the screen. Wang Ximeng threw all his thoughts on learning to the side of the death wings on the screen, unable to help but rub his hands, imitating the stupid cow in mT in his mouth, muttering in a slutty way: "Hehe, brother, Red Dragon Girl, I'm here."

Today at the maximum level, it is no longer difficult to sweep the Death Wings alone, but it is obvious that it depends on the face if you lose your mount.

Wang Ximeng carefully manipulated his role, stepped on various feudal superstitious positions he had studied, and threw shadow arrows.
Chapter completed!