Advanced NPC

Chapter 323 About the Big Brother's Anger

To be honest, the fact that Hathaway and Abai killed their opponents in seconds - most players in the forum were not surprised at all.

But they didn't expect such an instant kill.

Reasonable, shouldn't it be something, the young lady loses control skills, and Ah Bai explodes and takes it away?
In the competitive post that night——

Floor 685: What the hell, it was the nanny who threw the person out of the field, and then shot and killed the other one?
Level 701: Your nanny is really scary...

Floor 788: Are all your bosses so handsome?

Floor 910: I can no longer tell whether this is a nurse or a soldier. It's too scary. The soldier still has muscles on his body——

Floor 936: I have learned judo here for ten years, but I feel that I only have GG when facing young ladies. Damn, these are all tricky angles, it's scary.

Floor 1108: I'm thinking about what Baishen should do when he encounters domestic violence, it's so miserable.

Soon, the 1108th floor was praised to a terrifying number - the replies were also very exciting, such as "Everyone is in nine-year compulsory education, why are you so good", "Think carefully, be careful", "Hahahahahahahaha Haha", "My God, Baishen is too miserable!"...

——The next day, on the active forums, the hot searches had become "Miss Hesevi, Sister Jinli S" and "What should Baishen do if he encounters domestic violence".

……

Netizens now, in fact, really have a strange style of painting and a tricky angle——

"Hahahahahaha what should you do if you are domestically abused." Hesaiwei brushed the forum with joy, laughing until her stomach ached.

Abai glanced at her, but said nothing.

This is the library of Zhandu.

It is really surprising that there is no damage to this place-I don't know if the attackers avoided this place on purpose, or they didn't take it as a target at all.

Hathaway felt the low aura on Abai's body, coughed, and restrained her laughter—but she still kept a smile on her face.

Abai had nothing to do with her, he could only silently... even look at her with a bit of sadness.

"The time when Zhandu was established—it was 475 years." Hathaway laughed at his eyes, silently spread out the book, and put it in front of his eyes.

Seeing this, Abai raised his eyebrows.

There was no competition today, and Hesevi wanted to find some information, so he came along with him—but he didn't expect what Hesevi was looking for...

Even just this time has been "rewarding a lot".

Abai suddenly thought of what she had said to him earlier.

["Silver Empire 475 years."

"It is recorded here that they sought the help of Lantiste, but... it is only recorded in the summary part, and the records that belonged to this period are not - it does not seem to be destroyed, it should be deliberately Did not write."]

Time overlaps.

"It's really interesting." Hathaway bent her lips, "In 475, Lantiste came to the Silver Empire because of the covenant with the human race, and at the same time, Zhandu was established..."

So the Cornwall family has been entertained by the elves.

Hathaway hooked her lips.

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Fairy land.

The brown-haired woman was lying on the white stone bed with her eyes closed. If it weren't for the occasional faint reminder of breathing, people would think she was dead.

The surroundings were silent, silver patterns were hanging from the elongated vines, surrounding the stone bed where she was, and the sunlight from the transparent glass window fell on her face, making her pale and translucent.

at this time……

The woman's eyelids trembled slightly, and after ten seconds, the long eyelashes trembled, and then slowly...lifted up—the pair of dark green eyes seemed to be washed, reflecting the white room, blinked, and closed again , open, close and open again.After several struggles—probably the last time when they opened their eyes, a red light flickered in the depths of their eyes.

She woke up.

……

boom!
The elf guard NPC suddenly heard a muffled sound, was startled, looked at each other, and immediately walked towards this room...

"Master Antovilia—"

They were a little confused about the situation, thinking that someone disturbed the adult's coma.

However, when I went in, I saw that Antovilia sat up with her hands on the bed, and beside her was something that fell on the ground—it seemed to be some crystal with sharp edges. She didn't hold it firmly, and her hand was cut open. The blood kept flowing down his fingers, and when he saw someone coming in, he just raised his head slowly—without any strength, he took a quick breath.

The NPCs froze for a while, then recovered after a while.

One of the elves turned and walked out of the room, ready to report to the leader; the other stepped forward and asked nervously, "Master Antovilia—"

Antovilia raised her chin and pointed to the medicine box in the room.

The elf was startled, and quickly took it over.

Antovilia took out a bottle of potion from it, and poured it on her hand without saying a word——

A strong pain dissipated from the back of her hand, and they also flowed down the back of her hand——Antovilia only frowned slightly the whole time, her face became whiter and more transparent, but through this pain, she felt more awake.

"My lord—" the elf hissed, feeling a little dazed.

Antovilia closed her eyes and did not speak. The pause lasted for a few seconds. When she opened her eyes again, the last bit of weakness in her pupils had disappeared completely.

She slowly raised her hand, brought over the water not far away, took a sip, and said with a slightly hoarse voice, "What happened recently."

The elf seemed to have not recovered a bit, and was startled after Antovilia asked again, a little hurriedly: "Recently... Lord Lantiste took some elves to the Silver Empire."

"Silver Empire." Antovilia raised her eyebrows.

The elf nodded, and went on to speak in detail.

"Is...is he crazy?" But after the end, he heard Antovilia's slightly surprised and headache words, "He actually made a compromise with the demons...and made Tessilien—"

"Master Antovilia—" At this moment, Tessillian and several elves walked in—

Antovilia glanced at Tessillian, then turned to the elves and said, "Help me prepare a magic project."

"My lord, that magic project—" Tessillian couldn't help but said after hearing her finish.

A trace of anxiety flashed across the face of this elf who usually treats people coldly—it was really surprising.

Antovilia just glanced at him indifferently: "You should know—the demons must never leave Longshan."

This is his condemnation.

Tessillian immediately lowered his head.

"Damn it... what is Lantiste doing?" Antovilia rubbed the center of her brows, "He cares about the fate of the human empire... Adventurers simply can't believe it."

The air pressure around her was so low that people couldn't help shrinking their necks, not daring to breathe out.

(End of this chapter)