MTL - Raiders Counterattack [Quick Transmigration]-Chapter 71 Jinjiang Literature City alone

Chu Qianze raised his arm and waved at the person, breaking the silence by the way: "Yo, Master Mo, why are you here?"

"I didn't hear that you were hunted down by some stinky old man, and came to find a place for you." Merck took advantage of the situation to go down a step, looked around, and laughed out loud: "So what's the situation now?"

"The battle is over, an emotional exchange is taking place."

"Emotional communication?" That stinky old man is chasing you, and you still have emotional communication with others. What kind of routine is this?

Merck did not turn around for a while.

Smoothing the mustache, those small eyes narrowed slightly, nodded, showing pride: "Good boy, not bad, worthy of being the person I like, good emotional communication, good emotional communication what!"

too late."

I wrote down the coordinates on the way over and flew to Lincheng.

He would say such a thing?

Chu Qianze: "So confident in me?"

Merck: "Of course, I don't have confidence in you, who has confidence in you?"

The priest on the side couldn't listen anymore, and his face was ashen: "Fart! You little old man, you are all talking nonsense here! I think you are lost by yourself and don't know where you have flown to!"

"Why am I fooling around?"

Believers will believe what you say!"

These words offended the people in the entire hall. They stared at Merck quietly, with a chill in their eyes.

"What are you looking at? Haven't seen the peerless handsome guy?"

Dissatisfied? If you don't agree, come up and fight, you can't beat me anyway~

No one moved for a long time, Merck cut off: "A bunch of cowards."

"Teacher, it's not bad, you can actually follow the sacrificial sacrifice. You have made great progress, and you have half the style I used to have."

I still want to pick soft persimmons, and I don’t think about it, how can my mechanic be so easy to bully?

"Heh, stick gold on your face." The priest sneered.

Merck was about to pretend not to hear, but then felt uncomfortable. Turning his eyes around, he landed on the worshiper next to him, his face full of mockery: "Is this a trick? Hahaha let you have nothing to do every day, and you want to intervene in everything. Now you are punished?"

The sacrificial face turned from blue to black directly, this is the nose on the face!

"You don't get too far!"

"What happened to me? You tell me what I did?" The sacrifice was uncomfortable, and Merck was comfortable.

Seeing someone dragging the robotic arm, Chu Qianze quickly stopped him. "and many more!"

Merck stepped forward, "What?"

Chu Qianze: "You put the robotic arm away first, I almost knocked over that vase."

"Indeed,"

Chu Qianze agreed, and then said, "But it's mine now, and it won't be here soon, Master, please calm down."

"Hmph, when did I miss... eh? What did you just say??" Merck reacted, his eyes widening.

"literally."

Seeing Merck standing still, Chu Qianze simply walked over and moved the vase to the side. He just looked at it, this vase is quite valuable, and it can be exchanged for a lot of good things.

"They start the conflict first, and if they fail, they should pay a price. They can't let people prostitute for nothing."

Merck understands that this peaceful exchange of feelings is extortion!

I can do this! Why didn't you think of it before?

His eyes lit up, and he felt that he had a new way to make money. There were quite a few **** who had chased and killed him over the years, and he could use them all. Those guys who used to dislike trouble are now all walking ingots.

Thinking of losing so many good opportunities in the past, Merck felt a pain in the flesh, and he was heartbroken: "Why didn't you say this earlier!?"

?

Vase what to say.

"You didn't ask," Seeing Merck's thoughtful face, Chu Qianze was no longer distracted. He turned his attention to the people queuing next to register.

"Don't stop, hurry up if you haven't registered."

Seeing this, Merck patted Chu Qianze on the shoulder, his face full of praise: "Good boy, there is a future. Keep going, your future is bright!"

"You have won awards and awards, so have you." Chu Qianze was modest.

"Since it's fine, then I'll take a step first, old man, I still have things to do." Merck waved his hand and was about to leave.

Not much to say, go to those old friends from the past to exchange feelings.

"Master walk slowly." Chu Qianze said.

However, the quest rewards may be lowered by one level.

The list was completed, Chu Qianze glanced at the extra items on the panel, and was quite satisfied.

Go to the sacrificial priest: "Sacrificial sacrificial, then we will go first, next time I will come to play with you."

Next time, next life. Don't come in the next life.

The priest laughed and replied, "Then I will definitely welcome it."

At this time, Zong Xinjue had also put away all his things in storage equipment, walked to Chu Qianze and nodded, indicating that he had packed everything and could go.

Looking around, Chu Qianze set his eyes on the statue next to him. "I think this is not bad, if you don't give it to me as a gift."

The corner of the sacrificial mouth twitched. You've made so many things, and you asked us to give you a statue when you left? Does this sound like a word? !

He took two deep breaths to calm himself: "Sorry, I can't control this."

Panel pops out.

[The stone statue is bound to the central hall and cannot be moved. ]

"Where's the chandelier on the ceiling?"

[Fixed items cannot be taken away. ]

Chu Qianze glanced up the steps and pointed at the throne: "I think that is not bad, or—"

[Fixed items cannot be taken away! ]

It seems that I can't stand it anymore, this message pops up on the panel, and two exclamation marks appear for the first time.

Go ahead.

"The throne looks pretty good, it should be some years old, this kind of thing is very easy to break, you have to cherish it." Chu Qianze pointed at the throne's hand and put it down, taking advantage of the situation to go up Putting it in his pocket, he took Zong Xinjue to the door.

"What do you think of this necklace?" Chu Qianze walked and passed the information on the panel to others.

After wearing, it can be suspended automatically without walking.

What kind of **** attribute, there is no increase in combat power at all.

Zong Xinjue was silent for two seconds when he met Chu Qianze's expectant gaze, and his throat moved: "...It's not bad."

"What about this one? Isn't it nice too."

Chu Qianze switches pages.

After wearing, it can make people have steel bangs to ensure that the hairstyle is not messy.

Zong Xinjue hummed, his expression unchanged: "Indeed."

Fingers swiped on the panel, browsing the equipment, Chu Qianze sighed sincerely: "Suddenly realized the happiness of the legendary local tyrant. If it weren't for the game restrictions, I could wear all these necklaces around my neck. "

Zong Xinjue imagined that picture, with several large necklaces around his neck, several bracelets on his hands, and rings on each finger...

Thanks for the game settings.

Turning a corner, he noticed the wrong direction. "Where are we going?"

Chu Qianze glanced at him. "You won't forget, we still have something to do."

"What?" Zong Xinjue wondered.

The task rewards have all been counted, is there something missing?

The two had come to a hotel at this time. The door senses the arrival of tourists and automatically opens to both ends. Chu Qianze led people in.

Zong Xinjue suddenly remembered what he said before.

[Are you sure you want to open the room? ]

"Remember?" Chu Qianze pressed the OK button.

After the panel scans the identity, the door opens, and he directly grabs the person's wrist and walks in.

Bangdang—

The door is closed.

The curtains are pulled down by default, and a basic desk lamp is lit next to it, and the incandescent light illuminates the room. There is no one around, only the two of them here.

With his elbow on the wooden door, Chu Qianze confined the person between the door and himself, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Now, let's settle the account."

The sense of oppression struck, and Zong Xinjue's head stopped for a while, but he quickly reacted. His face remained unchanged, very calm.

"Are you here."

More calm than expected.

Chu Qianze raised his eyebrows and said, "That's right."

Zong Xinjue understood.

Now that things have been agreed, there is nothing to hesitate. He pulled up the black tights with one hand, revealing his strong chest: "Which side should we start with first?"

Chu Qianze lowered his eyelids, looked at the two places carefully, and then his eyes fell on Zong Xinjue's face. Under this expression of trying to keep calm, there was visible tension to the naked eye. People want to play tricks.

Flicking his fingers, he chuckled lightly, with the texture of the original sound of a record: "It's beautiful."

The sudden stimulation made Zong Xinjue tremble. Hearing what Chu Qianze said, he grabbed the back of his neck and said viciously. "Come on, don't linger.

Chu Qianze didn't say anything, just pointed his finger there and pulled it gently.

Zong Xinjue couldn't help shivering, and the words became broken. It's all too real.

I don't know why, but now he really wants to go offline and restart the game to lower the realism.

"You're welcome."

After Chu Qianze finished speaking, he slowly lowered his head.

Probably the reason for frequent fitness exercises, Zong Xinjue has very delicate skin, and the muscles on his body are tough and smooth, but not that kind of rigid, on the contrary, full of elasticity.

All in all, Chu Qianze had a great time.

…

"It's swollen."

Chu Qianze propped himself up, looking at the bloodshot color, his eyes flashed with satisfaction.

"Not yet?" Zong Xinjue loosened the hem of the clothes he was biting on, turned his head away from his face, but the strange feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger, as if a small paw was gently scratching .

He couldn't control his reaction.

"In a hurry?"

The corner of Chu Qianze's mouth was slightly hooked, and his little finger drew a circle around it: "I think it's almost."

Listening to the man's slow and rapid breathing, he paused before saying leisurely, "But let's do it for now."

Hearing that this was over, Zong Xinjue quickly pulled the clothes off. The friction of the clothes made the swollen area more sensitive, so he suppressed his voice after a while.

Chu Qianze: "How about letting it recover naturally without using a recovery potion?"

Natural recovery...how long will it take.

According to the game settings, if no medicine is used, it is to simulate the recovery speed of one's own constitution. In other words, you have to maintain this state for at least a day.

The lip line pursed slightly, Zong Xinjue said: "Can I put a Band-Aid on it."

I thought it would be rejected.

Chu Qianze leaned against the wall, his tone slightly raised, "Why?"

"I will do what I promise, but it's so obvious that it's easy to spot."

Zong Xinjue pressed the back of his head against the door panel and looked at Chu Qianze: "...I just want to show you alone."

This has been a catchy ball.

Zong Xinjue is right, in his current state, Chu Qianze can see clearly through his clothes. He thought for a few seconds, then took out two Band-Aids from his backpack. "Can."

Seeing that Zong Xinjue was about to take it, he raised his hand to avoid: "lift the clothes, and I will help you stick them."

Tear off the sticky outer packaging, Chu Qianze lowered his head and pasted them, and looked at them for a moment after completion.

"It seems a little crooked, or I'll adjust it."

Speaking, I want to tear them off and paste them again.

"That's it." Zong Xinjue dragged his clothes off, and now he has had a hard time enduring it. If he does it again, he will definitely go crazy.

Seeing the forbearance of others, Chu Qianze couldn't help laughing. He leaned forward and put his chin on his shoulder with some intimacy. "Is it really okay?"

Being stunned by the sudden intimacy, Zong Xinjue put his hand on Chu Qianze's back and hugged him silently.

"What do you mean."

"My temper is very easy to float. If you indulge like this, I may do some bad things, similar to the kind of permanent title." Chu Qianze said lazily, taking Somewhat casually, as if joking.

According to regulations, if you perform 18r in online games, you will be directly banned.

Zong Xinjue understood.

The account is useful and cannot be blocked, but…

He held up Chu Qianze's face.

"Do we want to meet offline?"

The author has something to say: there is one more v

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 3 of her cats;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Wuyi; 5 bottles of penniless;