A Genius and a God Fell In Love

Nangongnan's footsteps shook for a while, and finally couldn't hold on to stop. She said, "You can run and leave me alone."

"No, I promised not to leave you behind." Zhao Feiyuan gasped and said, "I think of a way."

The **** bull is approaching, and Nangong Nan anxiously said: "Leave me alone, or we will both die."

Moo, moo—

The black figure rushed over with a rumble, Zhao Feiyuan's anxious face was full of sweat, she was panting: "I'll lead it away, you go to the left and hide."

After she finished speaking, she waved her hand at the **** bull, "Da Niu, I'm here, come chase me."

Then he lifted the black cloth, turned and ran.

The huge black cloth radiated a wave-like arc, and soon covered her figure.

Nangongnan slowly straightened up.

She did not go to the left to hide, but stood on the spot and stared at the black bull who rushed over.

There was no fear in her delicate eyes.

The black cow's momentum blew the black cloth.

The black cloth began to fly and roll again, sending out strange waves and depressing breath in the huge space.

The girl's muddy dress was hunting.

Long hair was also flying in the wind.

Moo—

Hei Niu was so excited when he saw the living, his cries became even more joyous.

It did not chase Zhao Feiyuan, four hooves jumped up, and two crooked horns rushed towards the south of Nangong.

Nangongnan slanted, and the black bull rushed into the black cloth.

She turned around, grabbed the black cloth and turned to the opposite side, then grabbed the other corner of the black cloth.

He tied the black bull to the black cloth.

The **** bull trapped in the brie shouted loudly and ran across the black brie.

Within a few seconds, the horns cut a hole in the black cloth.

The **** cow became more excited, and the four hooves rattled on the floor, and within a few strokes of the black cloth, it was ripped apart by its mouth and horns.

Nangongnan's face changed slightly, and she stretched out her right hand and took out a dagger from her secret pocket.

She rushed over and grabbed the cow's tail, and turned over the cow's body with strength.

The thin girl covered in mud rides on the body of the **** cow.

The shimmering dagger pierced the **** cow's neck sharply.

"You tore the black cloth, it has nothing to do with me!"

The voice fell, blood splashed.

She drew out the dagger and stabbed in again fiercely.

The **** cow rushed into the black cloth without direction. The huge black cloth entangled a cow one by one for a while, and then was torn apart by the black cow.

In an instant, four or five pieces of black cloth were torn apart by the black cow.

Nangongnan held the horn tightly with his left hand and the dagger with his right hand, repeating the action over and over again.

She was almost tossed by black bulls several times, and finally climbed up again.

A little blood spurted from the cow's neck sprinkled on her face and white skirt.

At this moment, this thin girl, how weak and sick is there.

With blood and mud all over her body, she is a killer!

Until the **** cow slowly stopped the riot.

Nangongnan stopped holding the dagger's right hand tightly.

The black cloth was flying, and the place gradually returned to silence.

Clap clap—

The girl lowered her head, blood flowing from the terrible neck of the black cow, dripping on the floor and making a sound.

She took a deep breath and turned over and jumped off.

Da Hei Niu's heavy body crashed to the ground, shaking the floor.

The girl raised her hand and touched the blood on her eyelashes.

Seeing something in Yu Guangzhong, the movement stopped.

In the next instant, her legs bent and she fell softly to the ground.

He opened his lips slightly and started to gasp, and his breath was short of breath. It seemed that the fierce battle had just triggered physical illness.

After a while, sweat oozes out of the girl's forehead, and the weak one seems to be supported by willpower.

Even if the body was exhausted to the limit, her sight did not move away from the front.

There was a person standing there, standing sideways, wearing a large light gold robe, with ancient and sacred patterns embroidered on the sleeves and placket.

His hair was loose, long and supple, like black cloth floating around.

The man supported his chin with one hand, and looked at the awkward black cloth that was torn and bitten by the black cow in front of him, feeling a little distressed.

He said to himself: "There should be a rule that guards against NPCs are not allowed to destroy game props."

His voice is very special, like a Sanskrit voice from nine days away, empty and ethereal.

Echoes the divine coercion emanating from him.

A light flashed deep in the bottom of Nangongnan's eyes.

Who is he?

This person gave her the feeling like the gods seen in the temple, sacred and solemn, making people subconsciously kneel down and bow down.

She didn't say anything, her autumn eyes just looked at him.

The man raised his hand and pressed it on the black cloth, and the sparse black cloth returned to its original shape.

He repaired the other rags in the same way.

Ten minutes later, the corpse of the black cow on the ground disappeared, along with the pool of blood on the floor and the blood stains on Nangong Nan's body.

A note appeared where the black cow disappeared.

There is a large black letter "Left" on it.

Nangongnan tried to crawl over, trying to pick up the note, but was preempted by a hand wearing five rings.

The girl frowned her eyebrows, coughed delicately, raised her head, and saw a face with soft edges and corners and a holy face.

Unlike his appearance, he wears thin-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, with thin golden tassel pendants hanging from the ends of the glasses.

Nangongnan said in a low voice, "Can you return the note to me? This is the player's route for customs clearance."

The man squeezed the note with one hand and put his chin with the other, and asked Nangongnan to roll his eyes: "You can see me?"

Nangongnan's expression was innocent and weak. She said: "I can see it, I am born with bright eyes, who are you? You don't look like a player."

"I will repair the destroyed game props."

He glanced at the note in his hand, wondering if it was Nangongnan’s illusion. She heard a little smile in his voice, "The child is really good at fighting now, and his body is so sick, and he has to work hard. It's really hard going through the barriers."

South of Nangong: "..."

She felt he was gloating, and she had evidence.

"Give it to you, human child, good luck to you."

The restorer disappeared, and the note slowly floated down, just in the hands of Nangongnan.

Everything returned to calm.

Nangongnan glanced at the word "Left", stood up, lifted the black cloth on the left and walked in.

The black bull disappeared, and a game of escape you chased me ended, and then it was as quiet as death.

If they stop walking, there will be no sound around them.

The boy with the forehead was lying on the ground in large print, the forehead was taken off by him, and he held it in his hand to wipe his sweat.

"It's dying, dying, my mother, **** irritated, ah ah ah ah-"

He crashed and shouted, "A few more times, I really crashed!"

The middle-aged man sat on the ground with one leg bent, and he was also sweating profusely and panting like a cow.