Bengtie: A card pool character who gives knives to players

Flames rose from the teacup in Sambo's hand.

Sambo: "... Oolong tea can be ignited by flames. That's quite novel. Ahem, is there a patent for it?"

"I guess so." Ling Zhou smiled broadly. "Doesn't it taste great?"

[Laughing out loud in the middle of the day!]

Ling Zhou had a look of detachment on his face. "You told me he wasn't from the joyful faction? I really don't believe you this time."

【But he is an unknown guest. 】

[There's no rule that says people can only have one life, right?]

Many old 2D fans are quite familiar with this scene.

Isn't it just a tribute to the classic scene, flammable oolong tea?

Back then, this meme was popular for a long time.

"It doesn't matter whether it's a pleasure faction or not..."

"The contrast between the wings and beauty of an angel and the dark side of a devil..."

"Hey hey... hey hey hey... the white-cut black Lingzhou Naogong, I like it the most..."

The audience in the live broadcast room have heard too much of Ah Xian’s amazing quotes today.

If her words are normal, I basically don't feel anything.

Yes, that's right, this is normal by comparison.

It's not even the lowest power level.

[Poor Sambo, just follow him and he will be arrested immediately.]

[Personally, I think the heavy attribute is equivalent to being less than a yandere. What happens to those who offend yanderes in the two-dimensional world? Needless to say, right?]

【Don't worry, there won't be any male yanderes in non-otome games. 】

Why not?

[Because the heroine is not locked, it is destined to be impossible to release. A female yandere is still possible. ]

[I'm so angry, who did this yandere boy offend? I'm going to punch him!]

Sambo's expression was full of joy: "It's really great...!"

"cheers!"

Lingzhou drank it all in one gulp, then looked at Sangbo with a smile.

The meaning is obvious.

If you don’t finish drinking, it means you don’t treat me as a brother and you don’t want to accept my apology as a brother.

Is Sambo touched?

I dare not move!

He could only raise his glass again and force himself to drink all the oolong tea.

Then, pray that I won’t collapse like I did last time.

"Brother Sambo is very generous. I admire him."

Lingzhou smiled with his eyes narrowed and gave a thumbs up.

Sambo's eyes twitched frequently, and he forced a smile and said, "No, it's embarrassing to praise me like that..."

Lingzhou still didn't open his eyes.

"Good brother, can I ask you something? I'll give you some wine as a thank you for your answer."

Wine?

Thank you?

Sambo was almost frightened to death, and his hands waved in front of him, almost leaving afterimages.

"No, no, no, no thanks. I'm a nice, sunny guy who's always willing to help. Just ask me, brother. I promise I'll answer everything I know!"

The scared look on his face like a quail made every player who saw this scene laugh so hard that they held their stomachs.

Help.

I really live in Bengbu!

"It's not a big deal. Since you brought us here, there's one thing I still haven't gotten a clear answer to."

Lingzhou slowly opened his eyes.

"The lower classes are clearly trying to save themselves, but no one has ever mentioned working together to break through the blockade of the upper classes."

"That secret passage of yours is your own channel. Why don't you tell the people below? It's none of my business."

"I just want to know, is it Swarovski, the person, or rather the existence, who is preventing the underground fire from breaking through the blockade in this underground world?"

Chapter 57 You are quite honest

The worry and uneasiness on Sambo's face froze.

It turns out it was just a small issue?

That's fine.

"The people from Dihuo didn't tell Brother Lingzhou about this?"

"Just as you guessed, the underground fire didn't want to overturn the cover of the passage, but it was unable to do so."

"Given Brother Lingzhou's intelligence, he must have understood everything after receiving my confirmation."

Lingzhou fell into deep thought and did not respond.

Sambo wanted to leave.

But the man in front of him didn't let him go, so he didn't even dare to lift his feet.

I always feel that Lingzhou has an inexplicable sense of oppression directed at him personally, and I can't find the source of it.

What's going on?

Lingzhou is definitely not the Masked Fool.

Because I can't feel the breath of the mask, and there are imaginary fluctuations of encounters between unique destiny energies.

As for mourning the actors?

What a joke!

Who has ever seen a mourning actor laugh?

I wonder if putting on the mask will make that oppressive feeling disappear...

But then again.

Masks can be worn, but are far from necessary at this time.

This gentleman is, after all, an unknown guest.

He won't easily threaten people's lives unless you follow the example of some stupid thugs who step on his weak spots and pull on his weak spots.

Lingzhou ignored Sangbo's little thoughts and muttered to himself.

"The disparity in firepower and combat power is preventing the underground fire from breaking through the core blockade..."

"What logic is behind Swarovski stopping the underground people from rebelling..."

"According to Oleg, he's a robot that experienced ancient wars and has existed for at least seven hundred years. So..."

"Lingzhou, Sangbo?" A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

There was a hint of surprise in his tone.

Sambo turned his head subconsciously and found that the visitor's eyes suddenly lit up.

Very good!

My dear sister, if you have any urgent matters, you must find Lingzhou.

This way, I, old Sambo, can escape with a clear conscience.

"Why are you here?"

Xing came forward.

"I finally made a seamless entrance, but it seems I didn't hear their conversation."

Axian knows Mihoyo.

Mihoyo is very good at using this method of plot advancement to allow players to obtain more information from their perspective.

But the protagonist in the game, who is played by the player, actually doesn't know it.

"Why does it smell like alcohol?"

Xing twitched her upturned nose and paused her gaze at the cups in the hands of the two men.

① "Would you like to drink without me, the God of Wine?"

② "I can't sleep. Do you have any more wine? I'd like some too."

Sambo said weakly: "Good sister...minors are not allowed to drink..."

① "How can a minor have a face as great as mine?"

② "Brother, do you think I'm an eight-year-old?"

happy.

The words "intangible cultural heritage of mankind" came out of Ah Xian's mouth.

"Is this guy eight years old?"

Sambo laughed and said, "Sorry, sorry, I've been too tired lately and my brain has been a little off. Please don't blame me, dear sister."

"There's no way a minor could look like my good sister...her features are picturesque, her gaze is radiant, her elegance is noble, and her skin is as white as snow!!"

Hearing this, Xing's lips curled up slightly.

"You're quite honest."

"Hilarious! If it were the male lead, how would Sambo praise him here? Does anyone in the live studio know?"

Axian was quite curious.

[His brows are sharp, his eyes are bright, his face is like a crown, and his eyes are like a jade pond.]

"The barrage is pretty fast. Did they finish typing in the dialog box a long time ago and just wait for me to ask?"

[Quick reaction, Ah Xian is indeed a smart person.]

[Something's wrong. Isn't it said that women's IQ drops dramatically when they're in love?]

"Lingzhou's husband is so outstanding. As his little wife, shouldn't I have some brains? I love him so much that I can't embarrass him."

[Is this how all paper sex relationships are?]

"Go, go, I am an excellent example."

Ling Zhou: "Brother Sangbo, don't you have a business deal to discuss?"

"Oh, yes, yes, yes! I won't bother you anymore, I'm leaving now!"

Sambo understood immediately, as if he had been pardoned, and he wanted to grease the soles of his feet ten times.

Staring blankly at Sambo who was running faster than flying, Xing blinked in confusion.

Why is it like avoiding the plague?

Are she and Lingzhou that scary?

"Why are you unable to sleep? Are you having a lot of doubts?"

Lingzhou's voice was calm and peaceful, with a look of concern on his face.

Eryou has a hard time showing the character's facial emotions.