Welcome to the lock demon tower

Jiang Luchi did not approve the friend application for a long time, but Qiao Que quickly waited for Zhao Kexin's WeChat message.

After coming out of the Demon Locking Tower, Qiao Que did not forget to remind 438 to submit the situation about Zhao Kexin to the higher authorities. It is said that the relevant departments attached great importance to it, and soon someone contacted her.

After thinking about it, Zhao Kexin decided to take part in an introductory training for Buddhist cultivation and try it out, and the class has already started.

Zhao Kexin said in the message that he wanted to discuss something with him. Qiao Que thought about it, then sent her an address, went back to the dormitory to pack up, and left the school with his luggage.

When Zhao Kexin stood in that high-end residential area where the housing prices were said to be expensive for generations, got on the elevator with question marks all over his face, knocked on the door of the flat-floor apartment on the top floor, and saw Qiao Que's face, his whole perspective was shattered.

"Xiao Qiao, is this your home?"

While helping her carry the fruit in, Qiao Que replied in a daze, "Yes?"

Zhao Kexin's eyes were immediately filled with hatred for the rich: "You live in such a big place by yourself?!"

Qiao Que: "You mean a house? My parents bought it for my brother to live in when he is on a business trip. After I got into University A, I basically spent my winter and summer vacations here."

Zhao Kexin put on her slippers and walked around the open kitchen and living room, amazed: "Qiao Que, I didn't expect you to be the young master of a rich family." The kind that if you don't work hard, you have to go home and inherit the family business!

Qiao Que laughed and brought her a beer: "I remember you liked this, so you bought it when you came up."

Zhao Kexin's eyes lit up, and he took it: "By the way, I'm here to ask you, do you want to team up with me for the next mission?"

"Team formation?" Qiao Que was stunned, and immediately asked in his heart: Can we still bind into the same world?

438: "Of course, we will definitely meet the reasonable requirements of the host. Originally, I wanted to ask you whether you want to form a team with Zhao Kexin, but the current situation is that you performed very well in the last mission. Especially you, your personal score has already passed. If the score has risen to a very high level, the next time the world will increase the corresponding difficulty. If the two of you are bound, the difficulty will increase exponentially. Do you want to think about it..."

Without hesitation, Qiao Que said, "That's great, Sister Kexin! Of course we have to form a team!"

438: ...Hello.

Zhao Kexin smiled heartily: "From then on, we will be official companions. Don't worry, I will protect you well if you have my sister around for a day. Congratulations, let's drink one and one...Eh? Qiao Que, this beer you bought Not ice."

"Really?" Qiao Que took the beer bottle and started it warmly: "Perhaps the freezer in the supermarket downstairs is not strong enough. Here, well, here you are."

Zhao Kexin took the can of beer in doubt, and was caught off guard by the cold soda can that "hissed" in the palm of his hand, and then he saw it clearly, but when he changed hands, the shell of the beer had already been frosted.

Qiao Que raised his head triumphantly, his face was full of "seeking praise": "How about my freezing technique?"

Zhao Kexin touched the beer bottle in surprise, opened the lid and took a sip, the cold beer with fine bubbles rushed down his throat, refreshing and refreshing.

She praised sincerely: "Your spiritual cultivation skills are really very practical! Lighters, refrigerators... No, I want to send a message to ask our teacher if Buddhist cultivation has such a small life trick."

438: ...

...God gave you such a relationship with Buddha, is it for drinking?Um?

Zhao Kexin came here for the purpose of forming a team and forming an alliance. She is a white-collar worker in a large foreign company. She spends 996 on a daily basis. In order to meet frequently to cultivate a tacit understanding and prepare for the next mission.

As soon as Qiao Que sent her out and came back, he heard the ding-dong sound of the mobile phone message.

He seemed to have a sense of it, and rushed forward, and sure enough, he saw a notification from a friend who had been waiting for a long time, and a new sentence [Is the exam over? ].

Jiang Luchi's WeChat ID is his real name, and his profile picture is a landscape photo. The riverside, the sky is covered with orange-red sunset clouds, and the sky and the earth are integrated. It is easy to think of sentences like "the sunset and the lonely heron fly together".

Qiao Que held his face and sighed in his heart, "As expected of Brother Chi!"The name is in the scenery, so cultured!

438: ...

I said, is your filter too heavy?

Joe Bold: [Yes!You did well in the exam, thank you Brother Chi! ]

Jiang Luchi: [Still in City A? ]

Qiao Que typed super fast, typed and deleted, deleted and typed again, hesitated a few times before sending out: [Hmm.If you don’t go home, you will go to see Master tomorrow and practice hard!Make sure you don't embarrass Brother Chi! /Show cute expression pack/]

Jiang Luchi: [You have performed well. ]

Joe Bold: [Really? !Hey, I will continue to work hard! /Show cute expression pack/]

Jiang Luchi: [What's your master's name? ]

Qiao Bold: [Yue Shenzhou. ]

After sending this message, there was suddenly no sound from Jiang Luchi. Qiao Que waited patiently for 5 minutes before receiving a reply: [Got it.Practice well. ]

That's what it means to end a short conversation.

Qiao Que was very disappointed and didn't say anything yet!Why are you chatting to death!

Is it because Master's name is too ugly?

438 finally broke in: "Your WeChat name is Qiao Daudao?"

Qiao Que was suddenly struck by lightning: ...to die.

It can't be because of my own name, can it? !

He hugged his mobile phone on the sofa and regretted it like a salted fish turning over and over again. He was the last one to stand up and change his WeChat ID back to his real name and a new profile picture. Only then was he satisfied.

438 took a closer look, but couldn't see why after looking at it for a long time: "What is this?"

Tiger head?

Isn't it a little scary... Are you sure you won't scare your male god?

Qiao Que looked puzzled: "Magpie bridge! The one of Cowherd and Weaver Girl. Don't your AI even know this? Does it seem very cultured!"

438: ...

Early the next morning, Qiao Que got on the bus.

The bus twisted and turned, and stopped in front of a famous elegant bar street in the city.

He got out of the car, walked a few steps, and pushed open the door of a bar that was not special in this environment.

The bar street was still sleeping in the morning, there was no one in the store, the lights were dim, only a tall bartender with dyed blond hair and smoky makeup stood at the bar counter and wiped glasses boredly.

Qiao Que looked left and right, and it took a long time before he saw his face clearly, and pounced on him: "Master!!"

Cry out two poached eggs.

438: What? ? ? ! ! !

The bartender, Qiao Que's master, Yue Shenzhou, was sitting on the sofa patiently listening to his sobbing son's complaints, and thoughtfully put a cup of hot milk in front of him, and took out some egg yolk pies to coax him .

He casually took out a cigarette, lit it, and bit it into his mouth: "Ha... I didn't expect you to be selected to enter the Demon Locking Tower. Have you seen a lot of worldly things this trip?"

Qiao Que bit the egg yolk pie and nodded: "I almost lost sight of you!...Master, why are you smoking again. The uncle will be angry, where is the uncle?"

Yue Chenzhou's face darkened, and he took two puffs. Feeling uncomfortable, he pressed the cigarette into the ashtray casually: "I went out to do some business. Hey, you little heartless person, just ask him when you come back! I am your master, he is you Master? Let him die."

Qiao Que had long been accustomed to his arrogance, and chewed his favorite piece of butter in the egg yolk pie and said, "Master, are you arguing with the uncle again? The uncle treats you so well, don't make him angry all the time."

Yue Chenzhou slapped the table and glared: "It's not over yet, is it? White-eyed wolf!"

Qiao Que shut up wisely, and gurgled milk while holding the cup.

Yue Chenzhou put his feet up on the coffee table, and pondered: "I know about the online monster lock tower of the Alien Management Committee. Although it is a bit dangerous, there is no shortcut for our spiritual cultivation. It's still short and timid, so it's good to go in and exercise."

Seeing Qiao Que lying on the sofa with a pitiful and cowardly look, he beat him on the head with hatred: "What's there to be afraid of! You've been made to treat dirty things as experience for leveling up, and Master's words have fallen on deaf ears? Let me give you a few magic weapons to save your life in critical moments, so that you can remember that you can't die."

Hearing this, Qiao Que jumped up, and approached Yue Chenzhou with a beaming face: "A magic weapon?! You mean, I can already refine my natal magic weapon?"

"..."

Yue Chenzhou smiled and touched his dog's head: "Don't think too much. The difference between the magic weapon and the natal magic weapon, I advise you not to ignore it selectively."

Qiao Que retreated to the sofa and said sullenly, "Oh."

...What kind of unlucky apprentice is this? Yue Chenzhou had a headache and raised his forehead, and in the next second, several things appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Cartoon key rings, ordinary dice, leather bracelets...

Qiao Que: ...

The old god Yue Chenzhou was stroking his non-existent beard, with his hands behind his back, looking like an outsider, with his blonde hair and rock-style smoky makeup, the visual effect was indescribable.

"Don't look at this thing as ordinary, but it is extraordinary. You haven't built a space cave, and the magic weapon that is easy to carry is a good magic weapon, you know?"

Qiao Que stared at him quietly: "Master, don't lie to me. You took the dice from the bar just now, and I saw it."

Yue Chenzhou: "..."

Qiao Que sighed and accepted the things in his hand: "Forget it, I'll work hard this summer vacation, let's practice a few more spells."

Speaking of the technique, he suddenly thought of something, stood up abruptly and said angrily: "Master! The fire technique that my uncle taught me, what did you say to me that the middle finger connects the big acupoints of the body and leads directly to the heart vein, and the best effect can be achieved with the middle finger?" , Did you lie to me?!"

Yue Chenzhou: ...?

Qiao Que picked up the pillow and slapped the sofa frantically: "Can you change your fingers? Can you change them? Thumbs are better than middle fingers?! It's embarrassing!"

Yue Chenzhou turned his back calmly, took a deep breath, and then laughed out loud: "...you really believed it."