Chapter 674 How to teach a scumbag to be a man 63

  【I haven't killed enough yet, what about her supporters? Isn’t your goddess worthy of being a wanted criminal? 】

  【Hahahaha, goddess of fart, in front of my goddess Xueyao, is she a fart? ! 】

  【I have already added vendetta to kill, see her once and kill her once, and kill her until she is retired! 】

  Add my satellite: [Oh, what a big tone? Who pretended to be so courageous for you? 】

  The gentleman is in the wild: [It seems that you have already chosen, so that's it. 】

  The man in Tsing Yi held a flute in his hand, slowly falling from the air, standing on his toes with his hands behind him.

  Four simple names on the head, without joining any guilds.

   [Oh, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, is this here to help the little bitch? 】

   [Don't say I look down on you, just two people, dare to stand for her? 】

   [Brothers, then kill them together to retired! 】

  The fluorescent reflection of the computer screen, the eyes behind the blue lens are deep and dull. The man raised his hand, bends his fingers, and slowly pulled open the shirt collar. The **** Adam's apple rolls, and his thin lips suddenly hooks——

   "I will kill you?" A pleasant voice rang low, and the laughter was stained with a murderous intent, "Satisfy you--"

  Flute sounded.

  The branches and leaves on both sides of the street are hunting in the wind.

  The man in Tsing Yi slowly closed his eyes, and his figure floated up in the air. The sound of the flute formed a seemingly soft but hostile light wave around him, and while protecting him, it spread to the surroundings.

  Those imperial guild players upon seeing this, also picked up their weapons and attacked Qiao Ye.

  唰, 唰, 唰——

  That figure, quickly only left behind. Countless skills passed by his robes, but they didn't hurt him at all.

  The thin lips evoke a slight curve, and the bottom of the eyes is stained with strong malice.

   Slowly open her lips, and spit out two words, "Too slow."

   Satire is infinite.

  In the next second, the bamboo leaves that were lingering around him scattered all around, enclosing all the players who attacked him.

  The sound of the flute is getting farther and farther, it seems to be coming from the horizon.

  One skill after another, was released from the man’s hand that only left after shadow.

three minutes.

  More than ten players, he solved them all by himself.

   There were corpses lying on the ground all the way, all could only wait silently for the countdown of the resurrection time.

  The man in Tsing Yi put away his flute, put one hand behind him, and landed slowly.

  The wind lifted the corners of his clothes, his black hair and green robes, his face was like a crown jade.

  Trance, it will make people produce a kind of, in this game, it is the same as the real world.

  Satellite looked at him with excitement. He hadn't seen the boss play the game so seriously for a long time. Since he retreated behind the scenes, playing games is more like work and task than entertainment.

  Add my satellite: [Clean up your dishes, my boss alone is enough. 】

  Add my satellite: [Nabimen, kneel and tremble! Dare to bully my sister-in-law? 】

  Add my satellite: [Bah...you dare to bully the goddess Ayao? ! 】

  【The big guy's technique is not reduced back then! Still so awesome! 】

  【Kneel down to sing conquer for the boss. 】

  【Naughty or gentleman in Bing Niubi, the ancient gods can also provoke your dishes? 】

  【Hahaha I laughed so hard, what about the imposing Royal Palace? How does it feel to be one-to-ten? 】

  【This is the end of bullying! 】

  【Ahhhhhhhh! Is this the boss who came to find a place for the little apprentice? 】

【mother! I'm really serious about this cp! Excited enough to scream a groundhog! 】

  【You wait for me! 】

  【Hehe, is it fun for high-ranking players to bully us novices? 】

  (End of this chapter)