Players Please Respect Yourself

   Chapter 566 Jason, come out and die!

  Ao Xiaowu's strategy was quite unexpected.

   Sure enough, there are things like love over time, but the most important thing is that this girl's thinking is super conservative. In her bones, she is the traditional Chinese women. I really don't know how the old dragon taught her, it's the Confucian thing anyway.

   It was only after Sun Shangying messed around a few times that she accepted her fate, and she never mentioned anything about disconnecting her sense of sympathy.

  Unfortunately, no matter how Sun Shangying and Wang Hao opened up the battlefield in the car or elsewhere, Ao Xiaowu refused to leave the house. You can do whatever you want at home. If you go out, don't do it. If you are in a hurry, you are screaming like you are going to kill her.

   However, the women around him, except for Sun Shangying, are all deserted by the gods. As a result, once Wang Hao tries to beat the mandarin ducks and break the relationship between the sand sculpture player and the native girl, he will immediately be opposed by all the women.

  Yes, there is nothing wrong, even though the time in the Celestial Dynasty is still short, Ai Xi, the demon queen, Ao Xiaowu, and even the two maids have learned to hold a group.

   They have an almost natural sympathy for girls from the land of redemption.

   Now, Wang Hao has moved to a new villa, and the one he used to live in on Ersha Island has been given to a pair of filthy young couples.

  In the hall of the villa, two young men are anxiously waiting for the [Judgment Moment] to arrive.

   "Hahaha! You don't have to think about it! It must be horrible to look at! Running to the present is to die at the sight of the light!" At the handrail on the second floor of the hollow hall, Jun Zihao spit out a poisonous tongue.

But before he could finish speaking, a strong arm stretched out from behind and grabbed his ear, followed by a thunderstorm: "[Jun Muqi], did the old lady embarrass you? Come here. No. Squeeze you out, old lady and your surname!"

   "Ah! Susie! Wait! Forgive me, give me some face in front of outsiders—" Jun Zihao screamed, and was carried away by the female barbarian like a bag of rice.

   His situation confirms that sentence: How many floors can a bag of rice hold?

  The floor-to-ceiling glass of the hall just faces the villa next door. Because they are all their own people, they are not blocked by trees. A group of bachelors crouched on the glass and stared at this side.

   "Damn it! Even monarchs and ministers have become girls in the game, no reason!"

   "May she be Suzy II!"

"Bless him!"

   The terrible resentment of these guys, if they were in that world, maybe they could affect the reality, and I would be sorry in the Celestial Empire on Earth.

   A Mercedes-Benz van drove into the garage of the villa. When the two young Mao girls jumped out of the car, the dirty gods collectively let out an extremely tragic wailing!

   Immediately, these guys scattered!

  You think they are desperate?

too naive!

   These guys went online and searched for indigenous girls everywhere!

  This is destined to be difficult, they forgot their respect in the game.

  The human beings in the Land Forsaken from the Quicksand City are actually very afraid of these Atlanteans, and reverence does not mean acceptance.

  The player is something like an alien monster, which is immortal and immortal.

   Those who can summon the courage to interact with players normally are mostly daring fellows such as orcs or northern barbarians.

   Here comes the problem. Among the orcs, there are not many girls who really look more like humans, and most of them have thick hair.

  Because in the past, pure-blooded orcs were the most respected among the orc clan. Half-orcs are actually at the bottom of the clan, living a miserable life, belonging to the class that is oppressed and enslaved.

   Such a half-orc girl who conforms to the aesthetics of the Chinese people is actually very rare.

   The long-term discrimination and cold treatment in the clan has prompted them to desperately want to change their current lives, even at the risk of putting themselves on the players as chips.

   So when [Junchen Tianya] and [Drunken Birds] were stunned for a while, and then introduced themselves, they immediately felt the enthusiasm from another world.

  If they knew what these two girls were thinking at the moment, they would definitely burst into tears.

right!

   They are thinking: It's a normal human being! Great!

   They were overjoyed!

   After Wang Hao knew about this, he complained: "This is outrageous for Nima!"

  Ao Xiaowu and Sun Shangying wanted to gnaw off the foundation of the Leaning Tower of Pisa on the spot after hearing this, and the two women who were in sync with each other said in unison, "It's outrageous to have you? First soak in the Egyptian Demon Empress, and then deal with Joan of Arc!"

   On the other side, the villa where Heizhen rested.

   One night, the villa was filled with terrible laughter.

   "Hey hihihihihi—"

"not good!"

   "Idiot! Am I an idiot?"

  The servants were so frightened that they secretly made small reports to their superiors.

  Rachel rubbed her brows when she received the report: "They're all worry-free guys. But there are people from the abyss who suppress the witch, at least the witch won't go crazy and kill her own people, right? Sister Daria?"

Daria next to    sighed: "This also means that we are more dependent on the abyss."

   "He's not an idiot, he should know we're staring at him, he can't do anything."

   "That's when we have spare time, and we're afraid of the last minute..."

"Ugh!"

  Heizhen here has no self-consciousness to be the center of discussion.

   She slept on a rare soft velvet bed.

She seldom slept in bed before. The insecurity and endless anger brought by her reincarnation made her always wake up easily, or she lost control of her power in her sleep, burning all the people and things around her, and almost opened her eyes. When I opened my eyes, what I saw was the tragic scene after the flames burned.

   The scorched and smelly corpse, like a charred wooden pillar with black flames rising from it, and disfigured furniture.

   In the eyes of everyone, she is a **** of flames walking on the earth.

   Heizhen did not expect that this discrimination, this fear, and this endless anger would come to an abrupt end at noon today.

   Now as soon as he closes his eyes, he loses control, crying and begging Wang Hao to spare her ugliness.

   "Tsk, **** it, why did it become like this?" She smacked her lips fiercely, and suddenly felt that her body and mind longed for the feeling of hugging.

   She hugged the soft quilt tightly, feeling the coolness spreading from the ice magic stone that Wang Hao gave her, and subconsciously regarded the quilt as the **** who was wanton tossing her.

   Soon, her face turned red, and she forced her face into the pillow. Otherwise, she was afraid that the screaming sound like a small animal would be heard by the **** servant spy.

   At noon the next day, the beautiful legs wearing black metal boots kicked open the wooden door of the hall of the Abyss Legion Station again.

   That rude female voice is everywhere!

   "Jason Momoa! Come out and die!"

  Wang Hao looked at her trembling legs before the battle and was quite embarrassed: "Well, wouldn't it be better for you to rest today?"

"Ha! What are you talking about now!? You don't need to be merciful at all! Come on!" Hei Zhen said with pride, her face was flushed red, and her pupils didn't even dare to look directly at Wang Hao. at a glance.

but--

  She - Joan of Arc (black version), such a tough woman!

   Brakes and Reverse?

  NoNoNo!

   There is no drop!

   (end of this chapter)