Now he has no way to establish a firm foothold in the game world. He has the most money. If he can solve this problem with money, of course it would be better.

"Do you look like I'm short of money," Galadriel asked, holding his chin in a different position.

Is there anything in him that is not one-of-a-kind exquisite?

Those are all precious treasures from the outside world, and if one of them leaks out by chance, it is enough to make people break their heads.

Where can Galadriel still look at Qiao Jiarui's hundreds of thousands of gold coins, he is not a person who is short of money.

On the contrary, he wondered why Qiao Jiarui reacted like an idiot.

There was only one reason why he brought Qiao Jiarui back alive.

That is Qiao Jiarui knows the trace of His Majesty.

"I'm not going around in circles with you anymore. What is your relationship with Qiao Nan, why are you chasing him?" Galadriel asked this question again.

"Didn't I say it all?! The Qiao Nan I know and the Qiao Nan you mentioned are not the same person at all! Why do you have to be so unreasonable!" Qiao Jiarui was very annoyed when he heard Galadriel's question.

He had already explained that the Jonan he knew and the Elf King Galadriel spoke of were not the same person at all.

If you think about it with your toes, you know that the elf king must be a very powerful NPC, and his younger brother Qiao Nan is only over 60 levels now, how can he become the elf king? !

Galadriel tapped his forehead with a headache.

He really didn't expect this person to be so stupid. A normal person would definitely think that the two people he said must be the same person when he heard this emphasis.

Is this man really related to His Majesty?

"I just want to know the situation of the Qiao Nan you mentioned. I don't care who I'm looking for. Now you are in my hands. It seems that you don't quite know what the situation is now."

Galadriel can be said to be the worst tempered among their elves.

He has never been a person to be bullied, maybe he was a good person before and was unwilling to hurt others easily.

But so many years have passed, and after going through everything that year, Galadriel has already changed.

As long as he can achieve his goals, he doesn't mind using some methods that he was not ashamed of before.

Of course, the premise is that the other party can give him a satisfactory answer.

May the mother tree forgive itself.

"Don't you still know who you are facing? You are still negotiating conditions with me here. As long as I am not happy, I can kill you immediately."

Qiao Jiarui choked.

However, Qiao Jiarui still did not change his attitude.

Anyway, this is a game, and the NPCs in the game will not kill people casually.

When the programmer of the game designed the gameplay, in order to prevent the playability from becoming worse, a setting was specially added.

If you are killed by npc, you will only lose one level and one piece of equipment, instead of becoming a whiteboard number like being killed by a player.

The fidelity of this game is too high. In order to prevent some players from being unable to control the game and taking the game as reality, they will do this.

So in the later stages of the game, everyone will try their best to avoid death, in order not to return to before liberation.

Qiao Jiarui is only in his thirties now, and it only takes a day or two to train up. And he doesn't feel bad about dropping the equipment. At this time, he is very happy to provoke the NPC.

Galadriel's expression was barely calm just now, but it was as cold as winter. Just looking at it makes me chill.

If someone who doesn't know Galadriel sees him now, he will doubt his eyes.

After the death of His Majesty Jonan, Galadriel almost became the second His Majesty.

He treated everyone equally, and always had a harmonious smile on his face.

When he was in the Demon Domain, his expression was very cold, but it was understandable. After all, the air in the Demon Domain really made their elves uncomfortable.

Samilo and the others didn't feel that anything was wrong, and even their temper became irritable when they were in the Demon Domain.

But now that he returned to the elf land, which should have been the environment they were most familiar with, Galadriel showed a completely different image from what he showed to the outside world.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Qiao Jiarui felt that Galadriel's hair seemed a little dull, and turned black for a moment.

He shook his head and looked intently, only to find that it seemed to be just his own delusion. Qiao Jiarui glanced at Galadriel, his lips moved, as if hesitating whether to speak.

Galadriel was also patient enough to tap the wooden handrail beside him lightly, and a crisp knock sounded in this small space.

Tick-tick, tick-tock pressure rushed towards Qiao Jiarui on the opposite side like a tidal wave. Qiao Jiarui could even feel the substantive pressure, sweat dripping from his forehead incessantly, he finally couldn't bear the pressure and opened his mouth.

"I said, I said it, I really don't know why you want to know that bastard—" Before he finished speaking, a huge force slapped his face.

Qiao Jiarui only felt a buzzing sound in his head, and his eyes were blackened by the fan.

He was beaten to the side without being able to react to what happened just now.

The corner of the mouth was cracked, the nosebleed was dripping down half of the face, and the right ear seemed to have lost hearing.

That half of his face was instantly red and swollen, and even the other side that wasn't fanned was swollen.

After being beaten, Qiao Jiarui stuck out his tongue in disbelief, licked the corner of his mouth, and tasted a hint of fishy sweetness.

There was a scream in this small space, Qiao Jiarui tasted a trace of blood, and the burning pain on his face spread all over his body in an instant.

Qiao Jiarui has been spoiled by his family since he was a child. Those servants did not dare to disobey their young master, and his parents regarded him as a jewel in their hands. It was too late to love him, so how could they possibly beat him?

And his friends of the same age didn't dare to provoke him because of their family background. They always only played other people's share, and no one else played their own share.