Chapter 210: I can’t drive away (one more)
byFancy is the first time I heard that it can also combine the two operations.
The ancestor nodded and said:
"Many taskers above the Great God will do this. In this case, the difficulty will be superimposed, but relatively, the reward is ridiculously high."
Fancy asked him: "Have you done it?"
The ancestor pondered for a while and said:
"There are not many people in our position that don't do it. Everyone is doing their best to climb up, and it is understandable to take some risks."
Fancy suddenly didn't want to ask further.
There must be countless dangers in it, and how thrilling and terrifying others will not understand.
However, it can be seen from the attitude of the ancestors,
He hadn't paid much attention to the Blood Moon.
If you really care about it, you will know more than that.
And there is not much surprise about the operation of blood moon fusion of two seven fragments,
It seems to him that it is a very normal thing. Anyone who wants to climb up will take this step.
It can only be said that he did not take the blood moon seriously at all.
Thinking of this, the fancy is completely relieved.
To be honest, Fancy Dang is not particularly clear about the status of the ancestors in the book city world.
In the Ming Dynasty, he has no reputation.
You can't see any of his works on the major lists in the bookstore world.
But he knows so many great gods, and he has a good relationship with the major veteran editors.
He seems to be an important character living in the upper pyramid of the book city, secretive and indispensable.
Most importantly, he doesn't seem to be following the path of the general public...
Seeing her in a daze, the ancestor took a strand of her long hair and wrapped it around her index finger, raised her eyes and asked her:
"What are you thinking?"
He got a little closer, and he could almost smell the faint smell of tobacco on him.
The tobacco taste is very different, with a hint of spice.
At first glance, it doesn't look like tobacco, but a calm cologne fragrance.
According to Fancy's understanding of him, it should be the smell of some hand-rolled cigarillos.
Fancy sniffed at his neckline and said:
"You changed the cigarette, it tastes good."
Both are veteran cigarette enthusiasts.
The difference is that fancy like cigarettes, thinner and lighter.
For her, touching this thing is purely a good medicine to numb herself when she is in a bad mood or bored.
If she is in a good mood, she would rather eat candy than touch it.
Smoking hurts the skin too much, especially for girls, a cigarette is equivalent to staying up ten times all night.
Ancestors are different.
He likes cigars, made from fermented tobacco, and wine of a nature, purely for enjoyment.
But he doesn't smoke often.
Mainly there is very little leisure.
In the memories of his fancy youth, he always worked from 9 to 5 and had a lot of entertainment at work.
It takes at least an hour or two to enjoy smoking a cigar slowly.
He would rather not smoke than enjoy this star in a hurry.
Fancy doesn't like cigars, and that's why.
It was so time consuming and she was so patient and tasteful.
Ancestor raised the lower half of his eyebrows and asked her, "Want to try it?"
Said casually:
"No, I'm in a good mood recently, and I don't want to touch these things."
As he spoke, he sniffed again on his neck.
Don't say it, it smells really good.
Ancestor's eyes were stained with a smile, and he suddenly picked her up and straddled his lap.
Fancy was full of the fragrance on his body, stunned for a moment, and quickly supported his shoulder.
She lowered her head and saw that he was staring at her with deep eyes. The wine in there was so fragrant and wanton, and people who were drunk would not pay for their lives.
Huahuan's heart trembled, and he didn't know what to think, and suddenly covered his eyes with his hands.
Auntie is right.
There really is such a kind of man in this world. When he looks at you, he seems to be watching the only fireworks in the world for him. Every spark is his most affectionate and lingering appearance.
Fancy panic.
Ancestor is like a glass of wine in her life.
It has a sweet taste, it is addictive, and the mouth has an infinite aftertaste.
Start with her sense of taste, numb her little by little, seduce her...
Fancy covered his eyes and asked in a low voice:
"When did it start?"
When did you start hitting on her?
Ancestor was covered by her eyes and did not move, only showing his angular chin and beautiful lips.
"I said I didn't know you believed it?"
Fancy pursed her lips and said, "Letter."
She didn't think too much before, and she didn't dare to think too much.
Because she always knew how much she weighed.
There are so many young and beautiful women in this world, how could she make her ancestors fall in love with her with just one face?
This is indeed the case. When he started following him for a few years, he completely cultivated her as a right-hand man, a pure superior-subordinate relationship.
But I don't know when he started to really care about her and included her in the trajectory of his life...
It's just that at that time, she was too young and had a heavy prejudice against men in this circle.
She couldn't feel it, or she deliberately ignored it.
Ancestor suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap around her waist and said in a low voice:
"I never thought that the little girl I picked up by chance would not be able to drive away..."
Fancy let go and put her arms around his neck instead.
They were never love at first sight.
Love at first sight is just a matter of seeing.
......
Book City 190, in mid-May, Fancy picked up another book.
This is the task indicator for this month, and the fish will be salted when it is completed.
The difficulty is not high, there are only three fragments, and it is not as difficult as the last blood race world.
Xiao Feng said: "Although you can effectively avoid the influence of the role, you still need to give yourself some buffers."
Looking at the title of this book fancyly, he said with some sour teeth:
"Is the main line of learning Bawen is to study hard and make progress every day?"
"Gold Medal Female Scholar"... She is a scumbag in the real world who has not completed nine years of compulsory education...
The mocking wind gave her a 'of course' look, and then added a 'you can do it' emoji with a smile.
Really want to encourage the head teacher of elementary school students...
Fancy had to say: "Okay."
The main line is learning, she should be able to do some side jobs.
After thinking about it carefully, decided to go to the modern romance channel in the square to see what could buy and use.
Originally, she wanted to bring some medicinal herbs, black technology or something, but this book has limitations and belongs to the youth campus text under the Modern Romance Channel.
To put it bluntly, there can be no unreasonable plots, and naturally the tasker will not be allowed to bring props in.
If it is allowed to bring it, it will be messy, and every book can be considered a fantasy text.
However, like the second "Brother's Little Vault", there are not so many restrictions.
The main reason is that no one cares about public resources, and taskers often bring props.
For example, those golden fingers are wide open, mindless and cool, and modern texts have turned into fantasy in the end, and they are basically public resources.
So Fancy grabbed a few valuables from her jewelry box, stuffed it into her backpack, and filled the three grids.
Modern language, certainly can be used.
Then he squeaked with his ancestors, greeted the two sisters, and simply entered the world neatly.
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