After Luo finished speaking, the room was silent, only faintly heard Xiao Lan's breathing sound that changed from time to time, and Luo's disguised breathing sound that did not change in frequency.

Their breaths were intertwined, as if to merge into one.

Luo's face was very close to Xiao Lan at this moment, and his flawless facial features occupied all Xiao Lan's sights. He could easily see himself reflected in Luo Qian's golden eyes—

His eyes were wide open, his expression stiff, and he looked utterly stupid.

No, it can't go on like this!

Xiao Lan's mind was full of alarm bells, and his instinctual and dangerous intuition told him that if things continued like this, something might happen that would subvert his cognition.

He stretched out his hand to support Luo's shoulder and pulled the distance between the two.

Then he rolled out of the gap a little embarrassedly, and ran towards his bedroom quickly.

"I, I, I've been fighting at the training ground for a long time today. I feel so tired. I'm so sleepy right now, so I won't talk about it anymore—" After a pause, Xiao Lan went straight into her room without finishing her sentence. , closed the door with a backhand.

"Hu... hu... hu..." Xiao Lan leaned against the door and gasped for breath, having the illusion of escape from danger.

Before he could catch his breath, Luo's unhurried voice came from the other side of the door: "Do you need me to massage you, sir?"

"No, no, no... no need..." Xiao Lan shivered and answered quickly.

"Then, let's say good night to you in advance." Luo's tone was still the same as before, and he couldn't hear any difference.

"Night, good night..." Xiao Lan replied instinctively.

Strange, what's the matter with him today, obviously there are cases where he and Luo are closer in the dungeon? Didn't he see Luo's face for months? Why do you feel different today?

After thinking about it and finding the answer to the question, Xiao Lan simply attributed the reason to the aftereffect of listening to Qi Ning's story.

After all, the Buddha said that there are seven hardships in life: "birth, old age, illness, death, resentment, separation from love, and not being able to ask for it", Qi Ning's story accounts for more than half of it, and it is still a love story.

It seems that in the future, we should listen to less stories and fight more.

Fighting is good, fighting is good for physical and mental health, and fighting makes people live longer.

Xiao Lan was paralyzed on the bed, her mind was cluttered, she always felt that today's coffee was too powerful, and she might have insomnia tonight.

The other side of the door.

Looking at the closed door not far away, Luo still had an elegant and decent smile on the corners of his mouth, but a golden streamer of unknown meaning flickered in his eyes.

He turned off the ceiling light in the living room and sat back on the sofa.

Luo whispered softly in a volume that only he could hear: "You can run away as much as you want, sir...but you will always have a part of me in your life."

In a dark room, the pitch-black hunter with golden eyes is waiting patiently, waiting for the prey who has already entered his snare to realize the truth that has long been unable to escape.

"Have a good dream, sir."

——

The next morning, Xiao Lan got up and greeted Luo awkwardly and politely, then rushed out of the room and went straight to the training ground.

Xiao Lan stood in a trance at the entrance of the training ground. Today's training ground is still as busy as before, and the players who came in and out were hurried and serious.

He quickly chose a training room, plunged in and started training frantically.

This time the opponent is an assassin.

Covering his face in black, he held a short thorn in his hand, and his movements were neat. Every move quickly and ruthlessly attacked Xiao Lan's vital position. If he was not careful, he would die under his knife in an instant.

This kind of battle requires Xiao Lan's full attention to deal with it, which just leaves him with no extra thoughts to think about other things.

During the high-intensity battle, Xiao Lan wandered between life and death again and again, his nerves were tense to the extreme, and wounds of various sizes continued to appear on his body.

At the same time, the [Bone of Dalit] became more and more convenient in his hands. The battle made him feel extremely relaxed, and the tangled emotions in his heart disappeared.

The bone blade swung out, cutting the opponent's throat with one knife.

At the same moment, the opponent's short thorns were also sent into Xiao Lan's chest.

This put the two of them together.

Xiao Lan's body slowly fell to the ground, the wounds on his body began to heal automatically after the battle, and the surrounding environment gradually recovered.

At this time he heard the system's voice:

"Poverty can't limit my imagination, you got [a lottery ticket that a fool will open]"

What a congratulations that his seemingly out-of-control skills finally gave him a new item.

But what is this? Why does the name carry an air of sarcasm.

Xiao Lan looked at the props that appeared:

[Name: Lottery tickets that only fools can open (advanced items, already bound)]

[Ability: Scratch the lottery ticket to participate in a lottery]

[Explanation: "Since I participated in the lottery, the house is gone, the car is gone, and the deposit is gone. This is simply a scam!" - an unknown person who once participated in the lottery said this]

Just based on this explanation, how can a normal person want to open this thing...

However, after reading the contents of this description, Xiao Lan suddenly had a bold idea. Since it looks like he will get poorer and poorer, does it mean that he can use this thing to get poverty points? !

He is already so poor, what liar can shake him?

Poverty grew from hatred to courage, Xiao Lan reached out and scratched off the lottery ticket.

"You fool, you are deceived, you will lose the causal relationship between the wealth worth 1000w"

"Di-, it was detected that the player Xiao Lan has no room"

"Di, it is detected that player Xiao Lan has no car"

"Di-, it was detected that the player Xiao Lan has no deposit"

"Di-, it was detected that the player Xiao Lan has no valuable items"

"..." The system seems to have fallen into silence, such a player who is too poor to start is really rare.

After a moment of silence, the system prompts to continue:

"The increase in poverty value by 10 million is a small step for poverty, but a giant leap for Xiao Lan"

"Obtain the mental retardation buff, the game NPC's evaluation of your intelligence is reduced by 20%, the effect will take effect the next time the player enters the game, and will last for the entire game"

Xiao Lan: "..."

Although you have obtained poverty points, what is it like to feel that you have been mocked in a full range of tricks?

Gan! Trash games sooner or later pills.

Forget it, anyway, the intelligence buff is reduced by the NPC's evaluation of him, not his own thinking ability.

For the 1000w poverty value, the feeling is not unacceptable.

The addition of the 1000w poverty value made Xiao Lan feel that there was a little more strength in his body. Next, he should continue to practice fighting, so that he could get used to the current strength as soon as possible.

——

After fighting for so long, Xiao Lan walked out of the training room, ready to drink some water and take a rest.

He brought a bottle of energy drink and was sitting in the rest area outside the training room drinking slowly.

At this time, someone called Xiao Lan from the side.

"Are you also an intermediate player?" The voice was clear, with just the right courtesy.

Xiao Lan turned to look, this was a tall, well-proportioned man, wearing a well-cut white shirt, very handsome, with a bit of an advertising model temperament, greeting him with a hearty and clean smile.

Seems like a very easy to like person.

At this time, his body movements seemed to be very relaxed, and he did not show the slightest attack power.

Xiao Lan nodded at him: "Hello, what's the matter?"

The man smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Zhou Guangkai. I have just been upgraded to the intermediate level recently. I want to find a player to practice against. As a result, I happened to see you, so I took the liberty to interrupt."

Xiao Lan felt that it was good to practice with players. He hadn't fought with players very much, so he nodded in agreement: "My name is Xiao Lan, let's have a fight later."

Seeing Xiao Lan's agreement, Zhou Guangkai approached Xiao Lan to chat with him: "How do you feel after you upgrade to the intermediate level? I'm not afraid of your jokes, I was in a hurry for a while."

Xiao Lan thought for a while: "It's okay, it's a little more dangerous than when I was a junior."

Zhou Guangkai's eyes brought a timely approval: "You are really amazing, are you all alone?"

Xiao Lan: "That's not true. I have a teammate, and it's always safe to be with him."

Zhou Guangkai looked surprised: "Are you in danger? Ah, have you been injured?!"

Xiao Lan nodded.

A bit of dissatisfaction flashed in Zhou Guangkai's eyes: "Didn't your teammates protect you well? How can you do this?"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to feel that he was a bit shallow and deep, and added: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't say that your teammates were embarrassed, I just thought it was unfair to you, and you deserve better protection. "

There seemed to be some subtle provocation in this tone.

Xiao Lan said indifferently, "It's okay, we won anyway."

What Zhou Guangkai wanted to say was blocked: "..."

"Uh... yes, it's good to win, you are really amazing." After a while, Zhou Guangkai smiled again, "I really feel bad that you need someone to face these threats alone, if only I could protect you. "

Xiao Lan glanced at him inexplicably, why is this guy so weird?

What's the use of his protection?

It's not Xiao Lan's boasting. With the blessings of [Poverty can't limit my imagination] and [The Bone of Dalit], there are probably very few intermediate players who can beat him.

And this person doesn't seem to have Luo's reserved and abstinence temperament, nor does his manners have Luo's elegance and appropriate advance and retreat.

Ah bah, why did he think of Luo again, stop now.

Zhou Guangkai softened his voice: "Don't think too much, I just admire you very simply and want to be your friend. I don't know if I have the qualifications, if your teammates mind, it's fine, I don't want you to feel Difficult."

His eyes were sincere, as if he was really thinking about Xiao Lan from the bottom of his heart.

"Call first, then come on." Xiao Lan didn't consider the subtle hidden meaning of the other party's words, got up and walked to the training room.

For him, this is a door-to-door opponent, fresh and still alive and kicking.

After a while, it doesn't matter whether there is vitality or not.

Zhou Guangkai: "..."

How can there be a subtle ominous premonition...

Xiao Lan entered the training room first, followed by Zhou Guangkai.

Zhou Guangkai stood in the field with a straight posture and looked very pleasing to the eyes. He showed a gentle smile to Xiao Lan: "Come on, let go and fight."

Xiao Lan was overjoyed, and her eyes brightened a bit: "Really?"

What's with your expression? The ominous feeling in Zhou Guangkai's heart was spreading, but he still steadied, maintaining his graceful smile: "Of course, it's a battle to go all out, isn't it?"

Following his words, a circle of water ripples appeared on Zhou Guangkai's side, which seemed to be his fighting style. The water wave lifted him slightly, like wings spread out behind him, making him look holy,

He speaks freely and easily, and with his excellent appearance and attitude at the moment looks full of charm.

It's a pity that the opposite of him is a solid humanoid self-propelled mallet.

I saw a white stick appearing out of thin air in Xiao Lan's hand. The stick looked ordinary without any decoration, and it looked like the most ordinary prop.

Zhou Guangkai breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that Xiao Lan did not intend to greet him with high-end props.

This time it should be able to save... right? ! ! ! ! !

Before he could finish his thoughts, he saw Xiao Lan lunging towards him at an astonishing speed, leaving only a white afterimage in the air with the white stick in his hand.

Zhou Guangkai hurriedly mobilized the water waves to form a shield in front of him, trying to block Xiao Lan's attack.

"Bam—"

The lifespan of the water shield only lasted for less than half a second, and it shattered into a mist of water under Xiao Lan's strength.

Xiao Lan kept moving, and [Dalit's Bone] hit Zhou Guangkai with undiminished strength.

Zhou Guangkai was startled, he hurriedly lowered his waist, and escaped from Xiao Lan's stick with the help of the strength of the water waves under his feet.

"Bam—"

Another sound.

When Zhou Guangkai looked back, he saw that the pillar behind the place where he was standing had been smashed by Xiao Lan with a stick, and it looked like it was a clay sculpture, vulnerable to a single blow.

What kind of power is this! Zhou Guangkai was shocked.

However, soon it was too late for him to shock the others, because Xiao Lan was already waving his stick and rushing towards him again.

Zhou Guangkai was about to run away again.

However, just for a split second, he had already missed the best opportunity to dodge. Just as he turned sideways, Xiao Lan’s stick had already landed firmly on him—

Just waved him out.

"Bam—"

Zhou Guangkai flew straight for several meters like a baseball that was hit, and finally slammed into the wall at the other end of the training room.

His body slid weakly along the wall. The moment he was hit, Zhou Guangkai seemed to see the distant starry sky, and glimpsed the mystery of the origin of the universe and the emergence of life.

Is this guy practicing the dog-fighting method...

Zhou Guangkai fell to the ground and felt that his limbs had been disconnected from his brain. How could he think about it before he wanted to discuss with Xiao Lan? Is it bad to chat? Is it bad to have a dinner date?

In the future, I will no longer have to use the handsome and sultry style when fighting by myself.

Zhou Guangkai turned his head to look at Xiao Lan, expecting to see an apologetic look on the other's face, and then took the opportunity to get closer, but he saw a scene that left his heart and heart torn apart——

Xiao Lan was actually rushing towards him, and the stick in his hand was raised again.

Oh shit! Do you still have any sympathy? ! !

At this moment, Zhou Guangkai really realized what is called "you may die if I go down with this stick".

"Stop-stop-, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!!" Zhou Guangkai said quickly, he was afraid that if he spoke more slowly, he would really be beaten into a puddle of mud.

Xiao Lan retracted the weapon with a bit of regret, but he actually kept his hand and did not switch to the blade form, otherwise Zhou Guangkai would be cut in half by him, and he also put away the flame of Dalit.

He looked at Zhou Guangkai, this guy doesn't seem to be a melee type, and his body is so fragile.

Alas, not happy.

Zhou Guangkai looked at Xiao Lan's regretful expression and was about to vomit blood, what are you regretting, eldest brother? ! Regret not finding a chance to kill me?

Then Xiao Lan waved at Zhou Guangkai: "It's nice to meet you, we'll have a chance to fight again in the future, goodbye."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the door of the training room.

Zhou Guangkai tried his best to squeeze out a smile: "Goodbye, you...you're amazing, I really...envy you, can you teach me?"

Xiao Lan summed up her experience: "Just go and practice."

After Xiao Lan's back disappeared, Zhou Guangkai, who was lying on the ground, finally couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

Who wants to see you again, gone! Never see you again! !

If you have any other dishes, just practice, are you mocking me! !

He took out the contact props in grief and anger, and cried after the other party connected: "Boss!! This guy is a fucking animal!!! He can't move at all!! Damn!! It looks like he will be single for a lifetime! !!"

"I have been seriously injured at work! I want to apply for psychological treatment!!!"

"Pfft—" Under the grief and anger, Zhou Guangkai spat out another mouthful of blood and fainted.

The boss of Samsara, who didn't have time to say a word on the opposite side: "..."

Look at what happened to his younger brother, this bloody face is miserable.