Quadruple split.

Chapter 181 Big Boss
【It’s really a talent that matches me well...】

Wenqiu turned off the character panel, a simple smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he found himself being gently embraced in a warm and soft embrace.

【Is that happy expression because I woke up?What a big sister that people can't help but hate. 】

The girl with a still haggard face blinked lightly at Yuchen: "I'm fine, big sister."

Then, like a kitten, she rubbed the other's cheek affectionately, nestled in the fragrant embrace and narrowed her eyes comfortably.

"You're finally awake. Is there any discomfort in your body?" Yuchen's right hand supporting Wenqiu's shoulder emitted a bright light, because the dark interference had not been triggered before, so the healing magic she released now was full. The warm and holy breath silently nourished the girl's body.

Although she knew that the other party was a player like herself, and understood that the damage simulation in the world of innocence would greatly discount minors, Yuchen still didn't feel relieved. Perhaps it was because of her instinct as a doctor that she always felt that she was pregnant. The trembling girl in the picture is indeed suffering.

What is even more worrying is Wenqiu's 'habit' to that pain.

Although there is a [-]% possibility that he is superstitious, Yuchen still cannot accept what happened to Wenqiu as a 'game content'.

[It's rude to show this expression without understanding what happened to me~]

"It's really okay." Wenqiu stuck out her tongue playfully, and then looked at Xia Lian beside her bed with a smile: "Miss, don't worry, Wenqiu is just a little tired, just lie down for a while."

Xia Lian, who was panting slightly while leaning on the cross, was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously asked: "Why am I a young lady? Wangyu is much younger than me."

【It looks very tired. Although it is just data, it is also very interesting. Will she feel uncomfortable when she is sick?To what extent do you have to suffer as much as I do?Uh, I'm so troubled...]

"No, Sister Wangyu is the big sister." Wenqiu pursed her mouth, pointed at Xia Lian's chest with a serious face: "You are a young lady!"

The elf saint's face turned green at that moment: "Little girl, you are not afraid to piss me off just like that... um..."

Bah!
The star-gold cross slipped from her fingers uncontrollably, and hit the ground hard with a loud noise. At the same time, Xia Lian's legs gave way and fell to the spot. Consciousness, but also failed to get up from the ground.

"Sister Saint!" Yu Chen hurriedly put Wen Qiuping on the bed, then turned and knelt beside Xia Lian and asked anxiously, "You are..."

"I'm so angry with that girl!" Xia Lian glared at Wenqiu with her teeth bared, she struggled to lean against the bed and shrugged her shoulders and said with a smile, "Just kidding, I'm just a little weak because of the recoil of divine power and excessive consumption. That's it, nothing too dangerous."

Wenqiu poked out half of her head from the bed to look at her, then let out a long sigh of relief: "That's great, it's not Wenqiu's fault!"

"What's the pot?" Xia Lian asked subconsciously, but she didn't go into details, she just rubbed Yuchen's hair with a smile, and said in a low voice: "I'm about to lose consciousness, remember to ask someone to carry me back to the room Go, um, don’t be a man, the cross is placed here for the time being, you can’t lift it anyway, it just so happens that the power on it can help that girl recuperate her body, although the effect is not great.”

Yu Chen nodded obediently: "Understood, Sister Saint."

"Well, then I'm going to faint first." Xia Lian chuckled, then tilted her head and lost consciousness.

Yu Chen: "..."

Wenqiu blinked and exclaimed: "Wow! It's amazing, I'm going to faint if I say it!"

……

ten minutes later
Together with the two trainee priestesses, Yuchen returned to Wenqiu's room and asked the girl who was obediently lying on the bed, "Would you like something to eat?"

"No need~" Wenqiu shook her head vigorously, spread her hands and smiled, "My sister should know that I am also a player, right? So there is no need to really treat me like a patient."

Yuchen walked to Wenqiu's bed, leaned over to help the girl tuck the quilt, and said softly: "But you are really uncomfortable now, right? Even in the game, you have to take good care of yourself, don't you?"

"I'm fine, so... um!"

In the middle of Wen Qiu's words, he suddenly frowned, and then he covered his head in pain and moaned in a low voice.

"Xiao Wenqiu..."

"It's okay~" The pale girl interrupted Yuchen with a smile, then stretched out her little hand and waved lightly amidst the series of harsh system prompts beside her ears: "But I have to get off first, see you later, Sister Wangyu~"

Then it turned into a white light and disappeared from the bed.

……

at the same time
In the real world, an apartment in T city
The sleeping couple was awakened by the ringtone of the mobile phone which was specially adjusted to the maximum volume.

"Hello, Vice President Wang, it's me, I've paid for Yujing's treatment for the second half of the year...what?" The tired man suddenly widened his eyes, and the sleepiness that hadn't faded away disappeared in an instant Without a trace, the right hand holding the phone trembled slightly due to excessive force: "You mean, pathology!?"

There was a difficult but affirmative answer from the other side of the phone.

This is destined to be another sleepless night...

……

Innocence Continent, Karan City Wanderer Hostel

Boss Jun Wu, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, is laying down on a chair, closing his eyes and resting his mind, bored, with a large pile of messy papers in his hand. He has just finished sorting out the new information sent from it, and now he is organizing his words and preparing to write It converts into a friend message to someone.

Although the other party's request to "send everything in detail" caused him a lot of work, but Jun Wu enjoyed it for no other reason than it was cost-effective.

"Just using the information uniformly released by the Wanderer Inn and the stories provided by other poets can be exchanged for a lot of exclusive news, and there is a very high degree of authenticity..." Wei Yang, who was leaning on the counter, wiped diligently Tilting his head while holding the plate, he muttered to Jun Wu, "No matter how I think about it, I think it's too cheap for us."

The latter lazily shook his head, and said softly: "It is now, but it may not be in the future."

"Are you pretending to be cooing with your own sister?" Weiyang snorted softly, and narrowed her bright big eyes slightly: "Want to eat rags?"

Jun Wu quickly opened his eyes and waved his hands vigorously: "I definitely don't want to!"

"Very good." Weiyang put the clean and clean plate behind the counter, then took two cups and began to wipe: "So you mean we will suffer in the future?"

Jun Wu chuckled: "That's not the case, we just provide information and there is nothing to lose, it's just that the guy named Tan Mo will make more and more money."

"This is the countryside." Weiyang's reaction speed was not slow, so he immediately turned around and asked, "Are you so sure that we will be promoted?"

"Yes, it's because this is the countryside." Jun Wu poked at the stack of papers beside him, and said with a smile, "The higher ups won't provide us with any good information, and there aren't too many bards here to collect It’s a good story, but every time we feed back something that is of high quality and quantity, and it’s all first-hand, what does that mean?”

Weiyang rolled his eyes: "Does it mean that every time you skip class, you can justly ask me to help you cover?"

"Isn't this so that you have more dishes to wipe?" Jun Wu shrugged and spread his hands and blinked.

"I'm not shaking M Goo!" Wei Yang shook her wings, gritted her teeth and said, "I just like to work and goo!"

Jun Wu sighed: "This is a disease, sister."

Since he was a child, he has always wondered why his sister, who is both good at learning and good-looking, only has a hobby of "working and tidying up". Every time her parents asked her to wash the dishes, she would be happy like something Well, being a student on duty in the class is like celebrating a festival, and you are almost robbing others of their job of sweeping the streets.

"You will never understand the sense of accomplishment of washing the dishes with your own hands as if they were waxed!" Weiyang curled her lips, and spun around in a circle with special intoxication: "There is no window sill with half a dust, no stains The floor, the tables and chairs that are placed within half a centimeter, and the clothes that are ironed until there is no wrinkle in them~ woo woo woo!"

Jun Wu couldn't bear to look directly away, and continued the previous topic weakly: "In short, with all the news on the forum, and the high-quality information that Tan Mo gave, I don't think the two of us will stay in this crappy place for too long. old."

"It's better to be like this!" Weiyang glanced at the hall where there were no customers, and lazily picked up a thin booklet: "The sales volume is too bad! There is no one who is willing to order a drink in the middle of the opening day , are all stingy goo!"

Then someone opened the door and walked in...

"Consumption or consumption?" Without further ado, Weiyang grabbed the drink list and went up to her.

"No, I'm from the Black Tower City Hostel." The unattractive human man shook his head and smiled at Weiyang: "It's just a routine contact."

Weiyang sighed, then turned her head to look at the counter: "Junjun, routine contact Gu~"

Jun Wu didn't turn her head back: "I have something to do here, let's talk about it."

"Uh, it's okay..." Weiyang muttered, and then took the young man aside for a chat.

And Jun Wu stared at the virtual panel in front of him that didn't exist in the eyes of the NPC. There was a new message sent by someone on it.

"Hofer City in Misha County was turned into a place of gods by Xia Lianzhuye, the first saint of the Dawn Sect. More than [-] infected people have recovered. The Violet Empire is about to hold a supreme meeting. The main content is to discuss how to deal with the Saskatchewan refugees. '

Although there are only two pieces of information, the weight is not light at all, and there is no doubt that it was sent by Mo Tan.

"There is no information on the forum at all, and they are Misha County and Violet Empire..." Jun Wu smacked his lips and muttered in a low voice, "How did that guy Tan Mo do it?"

Afterwards, he sent the information he had just sorted out, but the other party was completely silent after replying with an understatement of 'keep it up'.

After a few minutes
"Finished talking?" Jun Wu glanced at Weiyang who came back from a stroll, and asked curiously, "What did you say?"

Weiyang sighed: "First of all, I praised us for our great achievements during this period of time, and the promotion is expected..."

"This is a good thing." Jun Wu stretched his waist, and then asked rather puzzled: "Why are you sighing?"

Weiyang glanced at him sideways: "Do you still remember that we asked that guy Tan Mo to help deliver the box?"

"Remember, he sent a message two days ago saying that the matter has been settled." Jun Wu nodded as it should.

That epic box is the most advanced item that Jun Wu has seen for a long time. At that time, he planned to take it privately with Wei Yang. Although he finally gave up because he couldn't open it, the impression was still very deep. of.

"He's done it, and he seems to be having a good chat with Uncle Brian." Weiyang said with a strange expression: "As the second uncle of us."

In what capacity! ?

Jun Wu was startled at the time: "Say it again!?"

"You heard me right." Weiyang gritted his teeth while wiping the table and said, "He told Uncle Bryan that his name was Gulandfard, and that he was your second uncle. Uncle not only believed it, but also asked us to ask about it. Why don't you have the same surname as the second uncle, is there something hidden in it..."

Jun Wu patted the table: "@#$%&!"

"Don't swear." Weiyang glared at him, then asked curiously, "Why were you so dazed just now?"

Jun Wu was extremely tired and closed his eyes: "Look at the news, send a message."

"to whom?"

"Second uncle."

……

East of the Innocence Continent, Capital of Freedom

The headquarters of the Wanderer Hostel is different from the countless branches scattered all over the place. It has a shape similar to a pyramid, with a white minaret extending from the middle of the four sides, and a heavy book made of white at the top. A large book carved from smoked stone, surrounded by a large number of colored notes projected by magic.

This building, which is not too distinctive in the Freedom City, is located on the Walk of the Bards. It is brightly lit all day long and has a constant stream of people coming and going, but there is one place that even the insiders here rarely set foot on.

A pitch-black raven passed through dozens of barriers, appeared in front of a window at the top of the North Tower, and gently pecked at it.

The window wasn't open, but a hand reached out and 'grabbed' it in.

"Let me take a look..."

A figure wearing a black mask smiled lightly and unwrapped the letter from Raven's feet, examining it carefully.

"Yes, that young man is very good. Although I don't know how he did it, but from the perspective of results, he is no less than you..."

His or her voice is soft and deep, and severely distorted, not only can't tell the age, even the gender can't be distinguished.

No one knows who he used to be, but everyone understands that the person wearing the [Breathless Mask] can only be the big boss of the Wanderer Inn, as for the others... it doesn't matter.

Chapter [-]: The End

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