The People Who’re Supposed To Kill Me Fell For Me Instead

Seeing the mouth shape made by the silver-haired elf, Gu Yan’s eyes drifted to the side, and the other party did not make a sound, but Gu Da has already automatically filled the elf with a cold and soft texture to his low '喵' A cry.

This is too foul -

There is no resistance to the way the lover loves this way. Gu Yan pauses and touches the movement on the head of the milk cat in the arms, and puts the cloak hat that falls behind to the cow.

"Oh." The milk cat in the arms of the young man now looks particularly embarrassed, and his tail squats on the back of the young man's hand, very well-behaved.

"Ding--"

It is a reminder of rising reputation. This time Gu Yan did not go to see it. It is no accident that his reputation in the Elves should have reached reverence.

At this time, the human priest who was far behind the fallen abyss suddenly heard the prompt of the task update. When he opened the task panel, he saw that the legendary task line on the list that was originally conspicuous orange turned into a dull gray, and behind. The word 'failed' in brackets appears.

The human priest even stopped the work of adding blood to the team members.

"You don't have to keep up." Take a few deep breaths, and the priest finally made this sentence on the team channel.

The task has failed, and it doesn't make sense to catch up.

The Supreme Leader finally woke up after sleeping for hundreds of years, and the elves who were in high position on the scene simply could not wait to open a celebration in Wangcheng. It is a pity that their slumber is a secret thing, and it is not allowed to be announced.

It’s not good to hold a celebration in a big way, but it’s really awkward. These high-ranking priests later made a prayer in the temple.

"Your Majesty, in order to wake you up, I personally promised this to the lord... In exchange for the sacred relics, I hope that you can forgive me for this private matter." Finna stood still under the tree of life. The silver-haired elf bowed his head.

Even if the sacred relics are rare precious treasures for the ancient elves, the cold and arrogant nature makes these high elves unable to be a sly merchant, adhering to the concept of fair trade, and the rewards they give must be equal to the difficulty of the task. .

The human youth in front of them awakened their majesty, and of course it is worth exchanging in any reward.

The expression is known, and the expression of the tree under the tree of life is so cold that the silver-haired elf can be described with a blank expression. The size of the dagger is very small, and only the people who have been watching can find it.

[Squad] [Silver Crow]: "Legs and legs, I think this Elf King was very warm when I kissed you."

If you are not so many people present, maybe you will stay longer?

This kind of words can't be said in the face of these high elves. The Paladin cleverly uses the unique skills of the player, and calls up the chat box on the virtual panel and directly enters the text.

Now it is estimated that these npcs have to wait for a story, and after the completion of the plot, they can get the task reward. During this period, it is also idle, and it is better to ridicule their teammates.

But I don't know if it is an illusion. The Paladin always felt that after he knocked this passage out of the team channel, the handsome silver-haired elf seemed to look at him.

[Squad] [Senro]: "..."

Standing close, Gu Yan clearly saw that the pair of gaze watching him was a slight squat, this is a small action that his lover will make when he is in a good mood.

Sometimes the threat is expressed, but the difference between the two is different. Gu Da can easily distinguish it every time.

This time, I was in a good mood. As for the reason, I knew from the position that the other party just stared at...

The beautiful pale gold 瞳眸, just stalked on his chat panel.

[Squad] [Silver Crow]: "I didn't ask you if the Elf King was good or not. You just returned to me with a ‘um,' it’s really a teammate.”

A new line of information appeared on the chat box. Gu Yan found that the line of sight on his face was now slightly moved, and the silver-haired elf still had a cold expression, but Gu Yan saw the emotion from the other side's eyes.

At that time, Gu Yan did not know that the Elf King, who was sleeping in the temple, was also one of his own lover's vests. He was asked this question in front of the other side, unless he wanted to deliberately make the other person jealous, otherwise the answer is of course simpler. The more dull it is, the better.

If you want to make the other person jealous, he will go to touch a cat casually, and you will be able to smell a house of vinegar, which can be used to praise others.

Even the vinegar of those young animals should be eaten. When thinking about this, Gu Yan would be a little laughter. The degree of monopoly of his own lover is really so that he does not know what to say.

After reading the account of sleeping, now that the other party is so happy, it is not bad that he makes the other party happy again.

[Squad] [Senro]: "Well, good-looking, especially good-looking."

[Squad] [Silver Crow]: "Oh, your legs and legs are behind you."

It’s so interesting, the Paladin looked at the chat box and almost didn’t laugh out loud. In fact, he took the initiative to say that he would come to the map of Yongyue Forest with the other party. In addition to the reason that the ‘team brushing reputation will be more troublesome,’ the main purpose is to dig people...

No, suddenly I thought that the other side has always been a lone ranger, and the silver crow felt that he could not use the word dig. In general, it is close to the set, this is the task assigned to him by the club.

Seventh Heaven is behind the guild with club support. The other big guilds in the game are also like this. Some of the core members of the guild are professional players, and they can be seen on the competitive stage of the professional league every quarter.

Regardless of the reason for this club, the Silver Raven is really happy to get along with the magician in front of him, and he is looking forward to letting the other party join his team.

As far as age is concerned, the magician is already in the golden age of playing professional leagues. After all, professional players are eating young rice.

In the period of keyboard online games, they have to react more than consciousness, thinking and hand speed. Now, when it comes to holographic online games, the speed of hands is no match, but the requirements for thinking response become higher.

This is not friendly to the players who have passed the golden age, and the brain response speed is relatively slow, which is reflected in the holographic online game is the relative delay of the role action. In the battle against opponents who are also professional players, these gaps will be magnified and difficult to make up.

A few years ago, the Paladin was sure that the magician he wanted to pull into his team would have been rushing to be robbed by various clubs. But from the fact that the magician has always been a lone ranger, he also knows that the other party was All of them refused.

By the end of this year, the other party is already twenty-four years old. It is still very young in the general industry, but in the professional circle, this is already the age at which it can be ridiculed as an elderly person.

Clubs that originally wanted to compete for resources will naturally choose to abandon this resource that no longer has sufficient value. They believe that by this age, the magical ability of all aspects of the magic will inevitably decline.

However, in the recent several cooperative observations, especially in the arena, the Paladin only wants to say... If this level of responsiveness can be called the elderly, then none of them are properly Young people.

The other club in his club first discovered this point and immediately sent him the task of pulling the man. But how to open it, I think the Paladin has a headache.

However, no matter how painful the Paladin is, it is standing under the tree of life. It seems that the silver-haired elf who is listening to the high-ranking priests has clearly raised his eyes.

This kind of good mood has been obvious to people at a glance. The high elves present are careful, and at the same time they have some doubts. Their majesty looks like a good mood...

The elves are a cold-blooded race, especially for their kings. It is incredible to have such a clear emotional appearance.

Especially good looking.

Enduring the unstable flow caused by the emotional fluctuations, the unlucky players took down the line, and the highest existence of the body of the king of the elf scorned its pale golden eyes, and wanted to remove all the people except the youth. The idea of ​​throwing out this space has become even stronger.

Although it is said that it does not have the heart, in the body that is controlled, Asa knows that its heartbeat is now in an abnormal state, and the normal heartbeat frequency is not like this.

Due to the rationality of the script, this kind of thing that can be thrown out by others cannot be done, but it is not long before the endurance, this highest existence will wait for a reasonable opportunity to clear the field.

The sacred relics are the possessions of the Elf King, and the high-ranking priests reported the matter almost the same. The cold-haired silver elves cleared the other people on the grounds of the sacred relics and the tree of life.

The interior of the temple was suddenly empty, except for the two left behind, only the newborn elf in the form of a small light group floated around the tree of life.

It can be counted as a separate person. It has always been caused by people who can't do anything with the silver hair elves. Now that other people are gone, Gu raised his right hand and put a thumb and index finger on it, and pinched the left cheek of the elf.

"Ready to sleep." The tone at the end of the sentence is slightly picky, but because the appearance of the elf is too foul, Gu Yan has not been able to force it.

The silver-haired elf pinched on his face squinted slightly, and the beautiful pale gold enamel still clearly reflected the youth in front of him, and regardless of his left cheek, he was still pinched by the young man, and he bowed his head in this position and kissed him. Youth's lips: "Like A Yan."

No matter what was pinched on the face, the pale golden scorpion was picked up. This highest existence stickyly lowered the head of its body and slid on the neck of the youth.

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