MTL - The People Who’re Supposed To Kill Me Fell For Me Instead-Chapter 70 1118.43

The hat part of the cloak covered the head of the milk cat, and the ear was hidden in the hat, but it was still visible.

Probably the visual illusion, Gu Yan thinks that this milk cat with a black cloak looks more rounded.

"Ball." He leaned over and took the milk cat up. Gu smacked his hat with a bit of a bad taste, and teased and tapped on the two ears.

The eyes narrowed and the ears were swayed like this, and the milk cat did not move quietly. It was only after the sensitive ear position was touched by the warm fingertips that it moved the ear slightly.

The fingers that were close to each other were kept squatting, and the feeling of low cool and softness reminded Gu Yan of the previous sloshing in the dark space. So he silently transferred his hand to the back of the milk cat, stroking the other's back through a small cloak.

The milk cat held in the hand is cold and cold, just like the other person in the form of death. However, after all, the milk cat is small in size, so a round and small group, he is a little warmer when he holds it in his arms.

"Oh." Perceived the youth's intentions, the milk cat wearing a black cloak with the arch of the young man's arms arched with a low voice.

It is also good to have a low body temperature. In order to warm it up, the young man will hold it as carefully as he does now.

In the inner city of the Nether, you can't use the returning stone, but Gu Yan has the biggest plug-in... In fact, it is more accurate to call the plug-in. Of course, the transmission will not be a difficult problem.

From the list of friends, I saw the silver crow in the map of the fortress of Lodda. There are still some places in the inner city that have not been visited. Gu Yan is ready to hang out for a while. When the other party arrives in the foggy valley, he can let his lover send him over.

The undead races in the inner city and the players in the outer city can see, there is a big difference in appearance. The high-level undead in the inner city are basically an elegant aristocratic sect. Apart from the grayness of their skin, their appearance looks just like ordinary people.

Although both are displayed as ‘? ? ? ‘The high-level npc, but the display is the friendly state of the green name, Gu Yan is not worried about what will happen to the tragic event of being killed back to the rebirth point.

In addition to passing through the courtyard of the palace, Gu felt that the undead who had been banqueting had stared at him for a moment, or half of them were staring at the milk cat held in his hand.

"My god." How to change the appearance, the familiar pressure on them to be imprinted on the soul can not be ignored, control their own expressions, these high-level undeads go to the highest etiquette for young people passing by the path .

The two masters of the meditation area appeared together, and they naturally needed to salute, but the undead did not find a proper name for the young humans in front of them, until one of them sang the lower head of the youth and said 'His Royal Highness' This word.

Their king is now like this, let these high-level self-conscious souls feel a kind of...similar to the feeling of the collapse of the world.

The second time facing this solemn etiquette, Gu Yan is still not very used to it, but the milk cat he held in his hand did not say anything about it, only ‘咕噜噜’ to his arch.

If you don't show it, these high-level undead seem to dare not have other actions. Gu Yan touched the back of the milk cat on his hand and nodded to the gray-faced undead in the courtyard.

Although the youth in front of the eyes is already an inconspicuous path, the familiar pressure is placed there, and the life of the living is more innumerable than the pressure. They really don’t want to notice it.

After turning around, the young black-eyed youth seemed to be leaving, seeing the movement of the young man turning, a enchanting banshee did not press the previous step: "I... oh..."

The mouth was shackled and it was a death knight who held her up. The gap in power made her unable to get out of bed for a while, until the figure of the human youth could no longer be seen, she was let go of her colleagues behind her.

"Don't do anything to ask for." The death knight shook his head to his colleague who was too tempered. He had a 90% grasp. If he didn't pull the other person, the next sentence is correct. I want to talk about the abyss imprint on the human neck.

"Don't you care a little?" Knowing that a friend is good for her, the banshee is still tightening her eyebrows.

Since the last time she was concerned about this matter, the abyss imprint is not indelible unless the person carrying the imprint is not willing to eliminate the imprint. And that human beings are obviously wearing the shackles of their kings, so they are not willing to eliminate the abyss mark, really...

"My **** does not express his position. This kind of thing does not make us speak out." With this sentence as a conclusion, the young and handsome death knight no longer continues this topic.

In fact, Gu, who is completely immersed in the gun, knows nothing about the above situation, including what the abyss imprints. He doesn't even know that there is such a thing on his neck. And the initiator of all this was being held in his hand, his eyes narrowed, his tail swaying gently, and his voice snoring low.

The abyssal mark of lavender looks a bit like a magical symbol, engraved on the neck of the young man, and the mark is in the place where the highest existence of the world is the most favorite of scorn or kiss.

This imprint was left when it used the identity of the Abyss, and it was marked by the possession of the possession of the youth. This supreme being is always keen to do this.

This person belongs to it.

It does not hide this possessive desire, and the milk cat in a black cloak stretches out on the young, slender fingers.

"It seems almost the same." Looking at the position change of the object of interest on the buddy list, Gu Yan touched the head of the milk cat and put the black cloak hat on the other side.

The last arrival is a towering and huge clock tower, which seems to be the tallest building in the inner city of the Netherland except the temple. It is also very old. Originally, Gu also wanted to challenge the stairs to climb the top of the tower, but the people on the buddy list showed that they had reached the foggy valley. Of course, he could not wait for people.

"We are going to the Seril Manor in the foggy valley." The exact location of the agreement is here, and it should be just right now.

The delivery service provided by Guangbra is a few streets of the transmission device. Gu Yancai just finished speaking to his lover and heard the low voice of the response. After the blink of an eye, he safely arrived at the designated place.

Sending a team request through the buddy list, waiting less than five minutes at the door of the hotel in Seril Manor, Gu Yan waited for the paladin wearing heavy armor.

"Legs and legs, can your cat change shape?" The first sentence of the meeting did not mention the task. The silver crow first looked at the milk cat who was crouching on the left shoulder of the youth.

There is no resistance to this kind of stuffed creature. If it is not to be seen that this milk cat is not willing to be close to other people except the young people in front of him, he has long wanted to get started and touch two.

But speaking, how does he feel that the black cloak on this milk cat seems to be familiar?

Seems like I have seen it...

However, the milk cat in front of me is so small, it looks round and smooth, and the paladin, who has always been a big heart, has no way to put the other person and the sickle down like a chopping dish to make him lie naked for countless times. Robe death is linked.

"Well, the costume." He nodded, did not manage the nickname that the other party used for him, and Gu Dawei was serious nonsense.

The Seril Manor is also the place where the high elves live. Although the elves here are also cold-faced, the players who have been to the Everlasting Forest will know that compared with the Elf nobles on the Wangcheng side, The elves on the Lille Manor can be regarded as warm and hospitable!

At least the elves here are also willing to talk to outsiders when the reputation is only neutral, but to the Yongye Forest, the reputation is not above the friendly, the high elves there will not even give the player a little more, directly It is like ignoring the air.

If the player is entangled, the consequences are very serious, they will be expelled by the guards, and they will not be able to enter the map for a week.

"Then we ride the flying mounts." When he said this, the paladin's gaze remained on a female elf, and of course it was purely an appreciation.

The elf race is synonymous with the word 'beauty'. Even if it looks cold and expressionless, it looks undeniable.

This can be seen from the racial talent of the Elf race in the game, 10% of the appearance of the addition. This one alone has no branches, of course, this talent is very tasteless in the eyes of some big men.

The more powerful the elves, the more outstanding the appearance on the outside. Thinking of this, the Silver Raven touched his chin and said to the magician who walked with him: "When we brush up the reputation, do you want to see the Elf King?"

The elves on the side of the Seril Manor have been so good. If the Elf King is better than these elves, it must be a stunning beauty.

Although the Paladin does not know that the kings of these high elves are male or female, this issue has not been known to the players so far.

Gu Dawen heard nowhere and nodded. His starting task was to enter Wangcheng to find an elf npc. Then he would go to see the Elf King.

Of course, this is his current thinking.

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