Online Game: The Strongest Killing System

A wry smile appeared on Lin Wenhao's face. Although Grandma Dong and her old sisters were talking in a low voice, Lin Wenhao's hearing was incomparable, so those words fell into Lin Wenhao's ears carefully.

Lin Wenhao walked over helplessly and said, "Don't you want to dance? Let's start?"

Several old ladies looked at Lin Wenhao curiously. Their own grandson was also as old as Lin Wenhao, but they never said anything about dancing together, and what's more, they felt that they were nagging, always It's a look of impatience.

"Oh, you are Lin boy! You have grown up."

"That's right, people are also handsome."

"By the way, my granddaughter doesn't have a boyfriend yet, how about I introduce you?"

"Hey! Forget about your granddaughter, and don't look at how much she weighs now."

When the old lady who spoke just now heard this sentence, she suddenly became unhappy, frowned and said, "What's the matter? The ass is so good to give birth to!"

Lin Wenhao's head was full of black lines, and when he heard the old aunts talking more and more irrelevant, he hurriedly said: "Let's dance first, the temperature will rise later, too hot is not good for your health."

All the old aunts nodded in agreement, Grandma Dong smiled and winked at Lin Wenhao, and then went to play the song.

The music sounded in this small square, the tune was melodious and cheerful, and it had a great sense of rhythm. Several old aunts started dancing in unison without needing to lead the dancers.

Lin Wenhao wanted to go and sit on the side, but before he could walk a few steps, Grandma Dong pulled him back and said to Lin Wenhao with a serious face.

"You must be active today!"

Lin Wenhao couldn't say what he wanted to say, and in desperation he could only twist his body with the old aunts.

A rather strange picture appeared.

A tall and handsome young man was dancing to the music among a group of old ladies...

Many morning joggers would look at him when they passed by, and Lin Wenhao also had a rare shy expression on his face.

The square dancing lasted until almost 9:10 in the morning, and the old aunts gradually dispersed. Before leaving, some old aunts even asked Lin Wenhao to come often.

Lin Wenhao could only nod his head in agreement, as to whether he will come or not is another matter.

Grandma Dong happily patted Lin Wenhao on the shoulder and said, "How is it? Do you feel much better?"

Lin Wenhao said helplessly in a low voice: "Have you forgotten? I am now considered a cultivator."

Grandma Dong glared at Lin Wenhao and said, "Shit, cultivators pay attention to the unity of nature and man. Look at you, you stay at home every day, and you always have to come out to get some air!"

You are also a master of cultivation!Lin Wenhao slandered, and then he didn't dare to say anything to make Grandma Dong angry.

When the two returned, they went to the supermarket to buy some fresh vegetables and fruits. After cooking and eating together at noon, Grandma Dong let Lin Wenhao go.

Back in his room, Lin Wenhao breathed a sigh of relief, Mrs. Dong's caring personality is really...

When Lin Wenhao was about to enter the game room, Cao Delong called.

"Is it ready over there?"

Lin Wenhao muttered something and then picked up the phone.

"Young Master Lin, good news!"

Cao Delong's slightly excited voice sounded, and Lin Wenhao frowned and said, "What's wrong? Are the people ready to go to Tiankeng?"

Cao Delong was taken aback for a moment and then said: "It's amazing, Young Master Lin, you are really good at predicting things!"

"Daoist Qingshan took the lead this time, and many sects responded, and the manpower gathered extremely quickly."

"Many people have gone to the southwest now, look at our side..."

Lin Wenhao nodded secretly and said, "Okay, then let's leave as soon as possible, and you need to book the air ticket."

"Young Master Lin, don't worry, just leave this trivial matter to me."

Cao Delong quickly agreed, and then both of them hung up the phone.

Lin Wenhao squeezed his chin and thought for a while, then immediately entered the game.

Now Taoist Master Qingshan has made preparations, and his own side has to speed up, at least the expedition team must have something to do when they leave for the southwest.

Otherwise, the presidents of those big guilds will probably fry the pot...

After entering the game, Lin Wenhao first checked whether the refrigerators in the group were online, and when he saw the name of the refrigerators was Hui, he set off directly to the Thundertheon Guild's residence.

Thunder God's guild was located next to White Night's guild, both of which were in the center of the temporary camp, surrounded by many small or weaker guilds.

Perhaps this is also a manifestation of identity?Lin Wenhao was not interested in this at all. He went straight to the Thor Guild's residence and said to the players at the door.

"I'm looking for the person who is in charge of your Thunder God."

The players at the door were busy building, when he heard someone talking, he said impatiently: "We are the Thor Guild, not everyone can enter."

After speaking, the player was about to turn around and wave to Lin Wenhao behind him to drive him away.

But when he turned around, he saw the ID on Lin Wenhao's head - "Master of Swordsman Blood Slaughter".

Hiss——The player gasped, and then he said with a flattering smile, "Sorry, sorry, Blood God, I thought someone was here to make trouble."

The voice of this sentence trembled slightly, which proved the panic in the player's heart at the moment.

The refrigerator has repeatedly explained that there must be no disrespect towards Lin Wenhao, especially before the action of besieging Lin Wenhao, absolutely no hostility towards him.

And the attitude of the player just now was very bad.

Lin Wenhao didn't have any desire to deal with these high-spirited big guild players. He waved to this player and said, "I have something to talk to the people in charge of you."

"Okay, Blood God, wait a moment, I'll go inside and talk to them."

After the player dropped a sentence, he hurried into the tent of the Thor Guild.

Lin Wenhao looked at the disappearing figure of the player indifferently, and then waited patiently.

Not long after, several players came out of the tent.

The leader is an elf assassin player, on his left is the rain and thunder that often follows the refrigerator, and on the right is an elf girl player, her attire looks a bit like a monk, and the golden gloves on her hands are quite eye-catching.

The Elf Assassin player said with a smile, "Blood God! I've heard his name for a long time."

Lin Wenhao said with a smile: "I can't talk about it, it's just rumors, what do you call it?"

The Elf Assassin player patted his thigh and said, "I'm sorry, look at my brain."

"Lei Mang, this is the team's temporary commander. This is the Thunder Fist melee captain. You should have seen wind, rain, thunder and lightning."

Lin Wenhao nodded to several people and said, "Well, yes, I'm bloody."

The introduction was quite simple. Lin Wenhao's words carried a slight sense of oppression. The name Xuesha had already become a high mountain among players. The name will suffice.

Lei Mang and Lei Quan froze slightly, while Feng Yue Lei Dian looked at Lin Wenhao strangely, muttering in his heart.

Could the blood slaughter be causing trouble again...