Players Please Respect Yourself

But cc may not be sure, after all, what is like time, there is still something to squeeze.

Or use the inner part of the fitness version...that, it doesn't look big.

cough cough!

Of course, unlike the legendary Chen sir, this one's clothes seem to be a little more peculiar. The white off-the-shoulder tights are paired with this black-and-white long coat, which is mainly black and the material is two grades worse. The lower body is a white long skirt similar to a samurai robe, but it seems that two cheongsams have been made for the convenience of movement. The high slit of the style can reveal the black safety pants style shorts inside.

Paired with a pair of boots, which should at least be made of wyrm leather, she looked quite attractive.

She doesn't feel like the coquettish kind of woman.

So why do you want to match it like this?

Aren't you afraid of attracting short-sighted guys?

Wang Hao was really curious: It's over? May I ask this lady, in what capacity are you advising me?

She still pressed the hilt of the long knife tied around her waist with her left hand, and pointed to the badge on her left chest with her right hand: Ao Xiaowu, Sheriff of Quicksand City! The area of ​​order is within my line of sight, and no killings or the like are allowed. Vicious incident. If you have an opinion, you can ask my knife!

Accompanied by the voice, there is a fierce momentum that surpasses Quality Square. Obviously there was no other sound, but it seemed like the clanging and buzzing of sharp knives were constantly vibrating.

With her as the center, all conversations within a hundred meters around have come to a standstill, and everyone turned their awe-inspiring eyes to her who seemed to be thin.

For the many burly orcs in the square, this human woman's figure is as thin as paper, and no one refuted her words.

Suddenly, Wang Hao's pants moved again.

fart!

It was that thing that forced the knife to mess around again.

What plane are you doing?

I didn't want to kill that woman! ?

[I love it! I fell hopelessly in love with that one. Master, I want to form a pair of flying swords with it. 】

Wang Hao: ...

Nima, even knives can be in heat, there are still kings in this world! ?

Huh? Two unanimous voices came from the mouths of the two confronting each other.

Wang Hao seemed to be beating his own erha who was making trouble, and slapped the handle of a certain knife hard when he saw a beautiful woman, and said coolly: At first, I was a little interested in learning about Magistrate Ao's knife skills, but I The knife doesn't want to. Then, let's leave it alone.

After all, Wang Hao bowed his hands and walked past Ao Xiaowu swaggeringly.

The beautiful sheriff was like a statue, standing in the middle of the avenue leading to the inner city from the square, without even looking at Wang Hao, as if he and his henchmen did not exist.

It's just that when the two passed by, Wang Hao looked at the dragon tail protruding from the opening of the trousers on the tailbone with great interest. On the one-meter-long dragon tail, there were fine and dense red dragon scales, and it was very different from the western dragon tail. The end of the dragon, similar to the tail of a fish.

In Wang Hao's impression, the dragon tail of the western dragon is very ferocious, not like a meteor hammer, at least it has various bumps, how can it be so beautiful.

He whispered funny: Ao Xiaowu? Is it Ao Xiaowu?

Ao Xiaowu's head was a little bulging, and he said coldly: I don't know you well! Don't pretend to know me.

hehe!

If I didn't go any further, it would be meaningless to talk about it.

Wang Hao left cheerfully.

Just do what you need to do. Ao Xiaowu scanned the audience, then turned to face the hard-boiled guys with shields: Pull him out.

Arnold, isn't he...

He's not dead! That kid kept his hand. From now on, look at people with your eyes, and don't mess with people you shouldn't.

But it's obviously that guy... A man with a large shield was unwilling.

It was the kid who molested his girlfriend first. Ao Xiaowu's eyes became sharp, and the natural coercion emanating from the creatures standing at the top of the food chain made these guys unable to refute.

After bidding farewell to Ao Xiaowu, Wang Hao was not in a hurry to go to Laolong's place.

Ao Ji? Ao Xiaowu? Hehe! Wang Hao's mood became a little better, he put his arms around the waist of the tool man Elestine, and walked towards Leiyumen... the commercial street next door with his dog legs No. 1 and No. 2. past.

In the Land Abandoned by God, most of the buildings are still full of Western fantasy style.

The half-person-high, loose-leaf bar door can't stop the noise inside, and all kinds of heroic dialects pour out one after another.

The dog-legged Naga No. 1 and 2 helped Wang Hao open the door, and Wang Hao just walked in carelessly, and immediately felt all kinds of scrutinizing eyes.

This kid was in the city gate square just now...

not to be trifled.

Look first...

Humans, demihumans, orcs, all kinds of ghosts and snakes glanced at Wang Hao, but pretended not to see them, and continued to chat awkwardly. They chatted a lot about Wang Hao in their own language in a seemingly enthusiastic tone, thinking that someone couldn't hear them.

well!

Someone with an extremely high upper limit of mental power can exchange it with the system casually, and he can basically speak the language of the entire desert field.

Life is like a play, all depends on acting skills.

Wang Hao didn't mind seeing that a group of people 'just happened' to pay the bill and leave in the middle of the hall, and sat down majestically on the edge of that table, becoming the focus of attention of all small forces in all directions.

Elestine couldn't sit still at first, but thinking of her master's awesomeness, she let go and glanced at the liquor sign hanging on the bar counter: Honey, I want to drink dark beer, okay?

Seeing a waiter with the body of an owl come over, Wang Hao said: What kind of stout to drink, first have two glasses of [Quick Sand Tequila], just give them two glasses of stout.

Sheng Hui 5 quicksand silver coins.

After Dogleg No. 1 paid, the wine came soon.

Elestine graciously helped pour the wine.

At this time, a well-dressed blond middle-aged human male came over. He had a flattering benevolent face and decent manners: Good day, honorable sir, do you need to know more about Quicksand City and its surroundings? What about the rumors? If it’s just ordinary rumors and news, it only costs 10 copper coins.”

Tipsters are everywhere.

Tell me. Wang Hao gave a look, and Elestine poured a glass of tequila for the man. Dogleg A threw out a small bag of silver coins.

Opening the bag, weighing the weight, the man showed a professional smile: Let's start with the big rumors?

Wang Hao nodded.

The Land Abandoned by the Gods has existences from various worlds. Unless you gain the supremacy of 18 space passages and open the gate of quicksand, or be redeemed by the legendary savior, no one will be able to leave this ghostly place. Do you know this news, sir?

Wang Hao nodded.

This is just a prelude, and there is no charge. The man smiled: The next thing is the latest information. Although the land abandoned by the gods is constantly fighting, one thing is certain. The [Redeemer] has probably died , or is it about to come?