Chapter 8:

The blue swordsman dangled his clothes, and meditated on the ground, suddenly stood up.
[Teacher Lizheng salute: don't say 300,000, the more he sees Harmony, he hits me 500,000, and gives me 1 million in vain, and I won't bow my head to the scum man and give him a kneel! !! !! 】
After hearing that, Emei Bai Yi looked at Ji Xiaoli quietly. Because of standing for too long, she made a "waving Bailian" action.
Ji Xiaoli: [Tuer ... keke, what are you looking at? ] Looks too handsome for the teacher?
[I'm thinking, it's not worth spending a million to see a result. 】
【What? 】
[Well ... not worth it. 】
Ji Xiaoli: [? ? ? 】
Is the apprentice stupid, how can you say incoherent words?
Ji Xiaoli didn't know, Xiaocha Xiaosu really thought about whether to spend a million to hit someone, but he quickly denied this idea. He hasn't lost his sand sculpture yet. At the same time, Xiaocha Xiaosu looked up at the computer, and saw that the mail icon lighted up on the game page called "Etsumi Haruka".
Several people wrote him private messages after he finished the horn.
[Protect our meat pack :? ? Toxic, Chun and you are Huashan, and what Emei gold skills we grab! 】
[Poor monk's stance: Amitabha, the donor is so rich, why not help the poor, such as me. 】
[Beiyuan: What do you mean, Chunhe? 】
Yoshimi Haruka responded to the meat buns and quit color in turn.
[You can't buy a wonderful hand to rejuvenate, I won't sell it. 】
[See you in k field. 】
Both sent a reply.
[Protect our meat pack :? ? ? Won't you sell Wait, Chunhe, what do you mean, what do you mean you won't sell? 】
[Poor monk's stance: today ... today is a happy day of the zodiac. It is not appropriate to kill and kill. Do n’t create evil! I'm leaving! 】
Yue Jianchun did not reply to them anymore, he looked at the female Emei named Beiyuan.
Koshimi Haru and the long list of friends, each person's name is followed by a parenthesis, and the numbers in it range from 0 to 9999. This is the closeness value of friends. Sending roses can increase the closeness value among friends. An intimacy value is equal to one dollar. Koshimi Haruka never gives a rose, but none of his friends list has an intimacy value below 100.
Among them, the intimacy value of Beiyuan and Yuejian Chunhe is 9999.
They are all from Beiyuan.
Looking at that name, he calmly slid the mouse and moved the other party from the "somewhat problematic" friend column to the "very problematic" friend column. If someone opens the account of the top gangster on this list, I'm afraid he will be surprised to find that his friend has three columns.
"I have a problem in my head"
"My brain is very problematic"
"The brain is all a problem. A
The last friend column, "My Brain Is All Questions," was just set up two days ago. It was empty, as if waiting for someone to join.
After seeing Haruka and moving Beiyuan to the very problematic column, she happened to send another message.
[Beiyuan: Chunhe, are you intentional? You do n’t accept me, and even friends do n’t want to do it now? Did you still remember those words that I said at the beginning? If you like, I can go back to Emperor's Pavilion, and I treat you ... nothing has changed. 】
… Neuropathy, the brain is broken.
As soon as Kumi sees his wrist, he removes Beiyuan directly.
[Trumpet] Beiyuan: Koshihisa Harumi! I am at odds with you! !! !!
Players didn't know if Beiyuan private letter Yuejianchunhe, nor did Yuejianchunhe delete the opponent without hesitation. They only thought that Yue Jianchun and bid 300,000, hit Beiyuan's face, and made Beiyuan angry and angry.
Ji Xiaoli also flexed his muscles, his apprentice: [Sell it, apprentice! 300,000, this is already much higher than the market price. Hurry up and sell it to Yue Jianchun and the sand sculpture! You are so European, 300,000 is enough for you to draw two more golden skills! 】
[Can't sell. 】
【what? 】
[Bound already. 】
[? ? ? 】
Ji Xiaoli quickly opened the equipment bar of milk tea, and then ...
[Look! !! !! 300,000, are you so bound? ? ? 】
【Ok. 】
after awhile.
[Milk Tea Crisp: Don't talk? 】
[Teacher Lizheng salutes: I am just thinking ... one mountain is higher than the other. It turns out that I'm not the most stupid person, but you are the only one! 】
[Milk Tea Crisp: ...]
The milk tea shoes have been bound, and no one can buy them, and the world sighs. Everyone can see that at level 108 and 1w3, the milk tea cake is also a rich man. She also has Emei's superb gold skills and rejuvenation. I must wait for her to catch up with everyone's level. It must be a new one.
Maybe it can replace Beiyuan as the new elder sister of Emei in "Xia Ke Xing".
But that's been two weeks.
At this moment, Xiaocha Xiaosu brought his master to the competition platform in Jingjing City.
The skills and combos that should be said, Xiaocha Xiaosu have all been taught to Ji Xiaoli. The k operation is to be practiced in actual combat, and theoretical knowledge alone is not enough.
The female Emei 1w3 was repaired, and the male Huashan 1w2 was repaired.
Ji Xiaolixiu is lower than the milk tea, and the tea has the best golden skills.
[Teacher Lizheng salute: I can't beat you ...]
[Milk tea cakes: No. I am Emei, you are Huashan, your martial arts suppress me. You also have a golden skill, two purple skills, and we win by five or five points. 】
Ji Xiaoli suddenly ignited fighting spirit.
But after playing four games ...
[Actress, say five or five! !! !! 】
[The premise is that the technology is the same. 】
[……]
[You used to be snowy and clear earlier. If you use it after I use high mountain water, you can kill half of my blood. 】
Ji Xiaoli is flexing his muscles: [Again! 】
The two masters and apprentices had a night of discussion on the ring ... It can not be said that it was a unilateral slaughter of Emei in white against the swordsman in blue. Because of martial suppression, Ji Xiaoli was able to stand on the ring for one minute. But after playing more than 20 games, he destroyed half of the milk tea's blood at most once, and was quickly filled by the opponent again.
At the end of the game, Xiaoshu Xiaoshu also mentioned his several shortcomings.
Ji Xiaoli suddenly realized that the pupil seemed to be particularly familiar with Huashan's skills.
But soon, the words of milk tea Xiaosu dispelled his doubts: [In fact, in the six major schools, Huashan best not to hit Emei, but Shaolin and Wudang. Shaolin's Wanfo dynasty was perfectly restrained by the meteors of Huashan month by month ...】
Oh, the apprentices are very familiar with every martial art.
After talking for a long time, Xiaocha Xiaosu suddenly asked: [Looking at your operation, you should not have played online games before or did not play in the arena. Why do you suddenly want to practice k? 】
Ji Xiaoli has a very good manner: [Tuer, you forgot our ancestors' instructions, and you must hack to death for the teacher and see the turtle grandson! 】
[……]
【what happened? 】
[High difficulty. 】
[? ? You must not give up! 】
[I can't teach. 】
Ji Xiaoli: "..."
Xiaocha Xiaosu was about to speak, and suddenly received a private letter.
[Protect Our Meat Buns: Spring ... Spring Harmony? 】
The milk tea crispy ignored him.
[Protect our side meat buns: You are really Chunhe! Damn, you practiced Emei? Why did you practice the Emei name? Alas ... Do you say that you bought this account for the rejuvenation of your account? 】
Really guessed the meat bun.
The small tea with milk still ignored him.
[Protect our meat pack: Well, I see you. 】
A few seconds later, a female Emei riding a beautiful white horse crossed the crowd and came to the ring. She stood in the middle of Ji Xiaoli and Xiaocha Xiaoshu, made several rounds around it, and finally stopped typing.
[Current] Protect our meat buns: They are equipped with wonderful hand rejuvenation shoes and look different from others!
Ji Xiaoli was stunned.
This is Emei, the third-ranked female in this district.
But Ji Xiaoli looked down.
[Current] Teacher salutes: Is it different? I think it looks the same as other Emei shoes, and looks the same as yours.
The shape of the shoes is the same, there is no difference.
[Current] Protect our meat pack: You do n’t understand, ah, I really want to kneel down and lick these shoes!
With that said, the meat bun really did a "lying down" action. Emei in white lay down on the ground, her face lying next to the milk tea's shoes.
Ji Xiaoli: "..."
Lying, pervert! !! !!
Are all the big brothers so unruly?
Of course, Ji Xiaoli didn't know, and Roubao knew that the Emei in front of him was Yue Jianchun, and he would also say it if he didn't have any discipline. But Ji Xiaoli refused.
[Current] Teacher salutes him: Let's go, stay away from him.
[Current] Protect our meat buns: I rely on, sir? ? ? !! !! !!
[Milk Tea Crisp: He is my master. If you're fine, leave. He doesn't know I'm a queen. 】
[Current] Milk Tea Crisp: Let's go.
The amount of information was so large that the meat packs were suddenly aggressive and did not respond. He saw the Huashan swordsman and the Emei woman ride on high horses and left without looking back. As soon as the meat bun wanted to stop someone, he saw a masked assassin in black fall from the sky. He acted ghostly, holding a knife, and stabbed at the tea with milk.
Xiaocha Xiaosu responded very quickly, she quickly avoided, and at the same time added blood to fight back.
But the gap between the ranks and the suppression of the martial arts made her stay for only half a minute and died in the hands of this quiet spring assassin.
When Emei in white screamed and fell to the ground, her body fell to the ground, and a bang, a tombstone named "Tomb of Milk Tea Xiaosu" fell from the sky, hit the edge of the platform, and pressed the body of Milk Tea Xiaosu.
Ji Xiaoli and the meat bun were choked.
The two stepped forward and opened the tombstone.
"Wanted warrant:
Kill this European! !! !!
--anonymous"
[Teacher stands and salutes: ha ha ha ha ha, apprentice, this is the price of your sneaking into Europe! 】
[Protect our side meat buns: ha ha ha ha ha, you guys have today too! 】
Lying on the ground, the milk tea Xiaosu was silent for a few seconds, ordered to be resurrected, riding a horse, and decided to stay away from the two sand sculptures.