Bincheng Watch Club, secret room on the top floor.

Jiang Wan, who found herself ruthlessly left behind to guard her house, finally recovered her calmness after venting for a long time, and sat in front of the screen with her legs hugged.

"Bad woman! Hum!"

The other party is a legendary elf, so he doesn't care too much about these things outside the room. Even if he throws them away, it doesn't matter. Just buy them directly.

Besides, Jiang Wan has no habit of embarrassing things without authorization.

Impolite and too childish.

It is far less advanced and lethal than graffiti in Xilin's notebook.

Without destroying the original content, draw some ugly and cute little monsters in the corners.

When Xilin reads again, she will be attracted by these little things at a glance, so she can only be distracted.

Perfect!

It's simply perfect revenge.

This behavior may seem a bit naive to primary school students, but for Jiang Wan, who is already in her twenties...

This is just right.

"No, I will definitely put a sticker of the little monster on your back when you come back!"

After talking to himself for a long time, Jiang Wan finally returned to her identity as a live broadcast audience.

Unlike some people who open countless live broadcast rooms like old men in the monitoring room and choose their own goals everywhere, Jiang Wan is a pure true fan.

The ingredients are pure, but they cannot be purer.

Her only focus is Ning Feng, and she doesn't care much about the situation of others.

She didn't miss any details at all, including the battle with the giant wolf before nightfall last night, and the later conversation with the pastor Charlie.

As time goes by, her mentality gradually changes from worry at the beginning to relax, and finally she completely relaxed.

"Don't worry."

Jiang Wan saw more than others, and she could guess how much Ning Feng’s mentality changed.

He relaxed, not in a hurry to compete for anything, more like enjoying the game.

So she relaxed too.

That's fine.

There is no need to work hard for some rewards, there is no need.

Just now, just when Ning Feng showed his amazing swordsmanship, Jiang Wan still looked like a little fan and stared at her eyes wide.

She usually watches live broadcasts, while fighting with a group of beautiful women in the live broadcast room she calls "chicken cage".

His eyes looked at the screen for a moment, but his fingers flew, and he viciously laid the declaration of sovereignty:

"You guys wear pairs of pants! That's my man!"

Don't go too far!

What does these trousers all over the floor mean?

Just look at it, why are you still getting into trouble?

Dame!

Absolutely!

"It's right! My husband, don't look at it!"

"You guys say first... Well, I'll go to the bathroom and have some things to do."

"General! (Find pants...)"

"You said that his swordsmanship is so powerful, isn't it the swordsmanship in other places...?"

"This succubus! He is the light of my life, the fire of my desire, my sin, my soul!"

hiss!

These are mixed in other normal discussion barrages, but in Jiang Wan's eyes, they are as dazzling as the beacon in the darkness...

Jiang Wan's bad woman radar is completely rioted!

Why are you so scary?

You are all bad women!

Cracking and crackling.

His fingers flew, and after the magic power strengthened his body, Jiang Wan's typing speed was amazingly fast.

Judging from the speed of input, she is qualified to protect her relatives in many places...

But unfortunately, her fists are hard to beat four hands, and her powerless resistance is submerged in a large number of barrage.

But just as she was fighting against hundreds of people and surrounded hundreds of episodes of beauty, she was suddenly stunned.

Originally, Jiang Wan was shocked when she saw Ning Feng's amazing swordsmanship, but she didn't expect that what really made her lose her composure was still behind...

"Little Fish!?"

Bang!

Jiang Wan, who was originally holding her legs and huddled on the stool, suddenly stood up and looked at the familiar face that appeared in Ning Feng's perspective in disbelief.

Excited, he didn't even notice that he knocked down a few crooked books beside him.

Taking out your cell phone on the spot, Jiang Wan started dialing Chu Yu's number directly.

While waiting for the answer, she almost approached the screen and widened her eyes to look at every detail of the girl on the screen.

It shouldn't be!

But with her familiarity with her teammates, Jiang Wan silently hung up the dialing phone, and she was very sure of the identity of the person in the painting.

Unless she has some twin sister who has been separated for many years, the one who appears in front of Ning Feng is really her teammate.

"How could it be a little fish!"

Is this wrong?

Why did Chu Yu, who did not have much practical ability, appear there?

...

...

This question also flashed through Ning Feng's mind, but he did not ask. It was not a good time to reminisce about the past.

He didn't know anything about Chu Yu's preparations here, and it's hard to ask for details now.

So he didn't even say his name, but just used the name "you".

His right arm slowly lowered, and Ning's face moved his fingers without changing his expression.

It's OK, although it's difficult, but it's still conscious.

So if that's the case...

Ning Feng placed his left hand on the elbow of his right arm, which was on the arch, and he was about to exert force but suddenly paused.

Then, he smiled and handed his right hand to Rhodes.

He lowered his head, smiled at the moment of a dullness, and said softly:

"It's not very difficult to do me a favor, well...a very simple little thing."

A small matter?

Thinking of a possibility, Rhode's brow moved slightly and obediently raised his hand to hold it.

"Okay, hold on, listen to me, three or two..."

Taking Rhode as a fixed prop, Ning Feng exerted force under his feet and turned around at high speed without hesitation.

Click!

With the crisp sound of bones intertwining, Ning Feng's arms made a crisp sound that made people sour and returned to their original appearance.

Ning Feng nodded at Rhode with an ugly face and whispered:

"Okay, you can let go, thank you."

Subconsciously let go of his arms

Rhodes saw the scene in front of him at a close distance, and even the soldiers fighting outside felt a numbness in their scalp.

What kind of monster is this?

It’s not that I have seen the kind of warrior who is ready to die, but none of them can act so easily when facing this kind of pain.

Did he... feel no pain?
To be continued...