Players Please Respect Yourself

   Chapter 560 French Tsundere (3 updates) (Leader Heigu Little Angel Plus 110)

   In the land abandoned by the gods where she was born, everyone feared her, cursed her, hated her.

   Every pair of eyes that looked at her told her - we want you to die!

   She even forgot how she did it. Anyway, there are all the scumbags on the other side who have also been reduced to this human purgatory, so let's burn them all...

After    is burned, the world is quiet.

   No more vicious curses.

   There are no eyes that hurt her heart.

   It is this sin that is extremely heavy and should not be an ordinary girl's burden, so that she will always have a feeling of suffocation that she can't breathe and is about to drown.

   At this very moment, there was an existence who was not afraid of her terrifying flames, strode up in front of her, and said she was—cute! ?

  Before she became the saint who was admired by the people of New Orleans, she was just a girl who was pure to the extreme.

   This long-lost compliment made Black Joan of Arc messy in the wind!

   She didn't even realize that her fire tornado shrunk in a big circle in an instant.

   She is not a real Elementalist, her flame is actually the power transformed from the spiritual system, the source is her anger towards the third party in the Hundred Years War between England and France - the Duchy of Burgundy and England!

   As the source of power, the mental power is reduced, and the reaction is the weakening of the flame.

  If Wang Hao wanted to 'shark' her, now is undoubtedly a good opportunity.

   What are you kidding?

   I, Wang Mouhao, never kill my sister to testify!

  Wang Hao was so slow and firm, walking in front of her with an aura that she felt was already irresistible.

   Heizhen was clearly shaken, and the black cross sword she held flatly trembled visibly. The pure black sword body swings up and down at least 5cm, and there is a thorn-shaped X-shaped guard on the sword that trembles like a sword flower.

   Her yellow eyes were still full of disbelief.

  Wang Hao let out a chuckle: "The times are different! Jeanne! A face like yours, in the eyes of me and my subordinates, is a beauty that everyone wants to soak in!"

   Recalling the 'sincere' to explicit calls of those sand sculptures, fish, shrimp and crabs, Heizhen became even more chaotic.

   "What, what... what?" Hei Zhen's feet softened, and he staggered back a step: "How is it possible, a murder witch like me?"

"Murder?" Wang Hao expressed contempt for the word, raised his chest, and said proudly, "Murdering for selfish desires and greed is a murderer! Fighting for one's own country and mankind, killing people on the battlefield is called a hero! Of course! , the hero of the enemy, the enemy of mine. This principle remains the same no matter the generation. I have killed a hundred thousand orcs and enslaved all the herbivorous orcs among them, but now they call me king!"

  Perhaps, this is domineering!

   Killing a lot of people, even if you are arrogant, others still look domineering!

  Heizhen's heart was smashed to pieces, she couldn't help but soften her legs and took another step back.

  Wang Hao's finger lingered with a thick water element, lightly pressed against the sword, pushed it away, and further shortened the distance between the two.

close!

So close!

Hei Zhen, who is only 159cm tall, even with high-heeled boots, still had to look up at the burly man in front of her. She was so shocked that she was speechless by the handsome face that looked like a prince charming in a fairy tale, and could not help but breathe. in a hurry.

   She took a third step back.

   "Boom!" Suddenly, her back was against the wall.

   is not good, there is no refund!

   Almost all the shame and anger in her soul erupted collectively, she subconsciously waved the battle flag on her left hand to knock on Wang Hao.

   Waving flagpoles that are more than two meters apart from a distance of less than one meter from a fighting angle is very stupid.

  Wang Hao grabbed the flagpole with one hand, the terrifying high temperature of thousands of degrees couldn't hurt him at all, and pouted: "Don't you think that your clumsiness is actually quite cute?"

cute! ?

cute.

cute-

   In all his life, no one has ever said such a thing to Joan of Arc, whether in this or the last life. Before joining the army, she was just a peasant girl, her face was dark all day, and there was black mud hidden between the nails of her ten fingers.

  After joining the army, in order to fight, wearing men's clothes is more commonplace.

   Indeed, before she was about to be burned at the stake in her previous life, a nobleman attempted to violate her in order to weaken her chastity, in order to successfully stigmatize her as a witch.

   That has nothing to do with 'cute'!

   In her simple world view, it should be the daughter of a noble family who can use such a description.

   Shortness of breath and weak body, for the first time since she was reincarnated, the flames around her felt too hot.

   It was just a little bit, and she was about to collapse to the ground like mud.

   Honestly, Wang Hao never thought of flirting with her. At first, I thought her three views were a bit ridiculous, and I just wanted to tease her. Gradually, he recalled how the players exposed her in the forum, and was attracted by her poor background.

   Really met, Wang Hao also felt an inexplicable attraction emanating from her, which should be about the power of [Dragon].

   He knew he shouldn't flirt with her, but he couldn't control himself.

   When he came back to his senses, Wang Hao found that he had become a black jerk.

   She trembled, it was a face that was mixed with self-loathing and infinite entanglement, and could be called a master of [Yan Yi]: "Wait! Wouldn't you really be disgusted by my disgusting face?"

Wang Hao pressed his left hand against the wall, and his right hand held her extremely beautiful melon face, facing each other with a distance of less than ten centimeters, and said calmly and tenderly, "Kiss, I need to give your face a friendly kiss. ?"

Dear?

   What is a pro?

   means 'dear'?

   Heizhen, who doesn't understand the language of a certain treasure, subconsciously misunderstood.

   Heizhen blushed, and turned to the beginning: "You... What a joke! Who are you not good at kissing! Do you have to kiss me, the most unpleasant woman in the world?"

  Come on, is this the legendary French arrogance?

   "Then I kissed!" Wang Hao slowly pressed down his tiger lips.

   "Ah! You! Don't come here!" Hei Zhen exclaimed, but lost her sword and battle flag, and like a weak woman, weakly pushed Wang Hao's chest.

   Heaven and earth conscience!

  Wang Hao really kissed on the cheek.

But at the last moment, the system suddenly prompted: [You have activated a passive ability based on Charisma (Furious Charm) on Dark Joan of Arc, Dark Joan of Arc must pass a mental check with a difficulty factor of 36...Spirit check...Due to its will The strength is extremely low, and the spirit check fails...]

  Wang Hao was forced: "Wuuuuuu- (If you really don't want to meow, you'll let go! Even his neck was caught by a pair of tender arms wearing black gauntlets, and he couldn't step back.

   Shameless attack on the enemy!

   Wang Hao refused!

   (end of this chapter)