Grandfather, she was the GM in the survival game

Chapter 117 The Fog City (11)
A rhetorical question returned the original question to her, but she could answer him.

"Ordinary people who try to get involved with gods."

"Then you are the soft-hearted god."

A few months ago, she thought she was an ordinary person, and he was the number one who held all the power and was admired by countless people. In everyone's hearts, he was a powerful and restrained god.

But it so happened that the god was soft-hearted towards her, and his original attitude of laughing at the world changed quietly, and his partiality was blatant, which made her take off the moon in the sky with her courage.

A few months later, the identities were reversed.

She let him get close effortlessly, and her love was as loud as ever. She was always in a passionate mood, unwilling to spend her life in vain, and her love was always expressed from beginning to end.

This time, it was a two-way trip.

The snowy night in the Lost Realm has witnessed the most true love, and the soft-hearted God listens to all wishes.

"Then let me tell you my name one more time, Shang Yirou, the world's gentlest Yirou."

"Ji Dynasty, the season of the four seasons, the dynasty of the rising sun."

……

At this moment, Zhu, who was stuck in the tavern, was already a little anxious. He estimated that by this time, he should have been on the road with someone. He had to take his eldest sister away quickly so that his eldest sister would have time to observe other players. .

But before I even left the house, something happened.

Players in the PL camp had locked onto Li Zhuzhu's position early. Two players with the viper pool ability were randomly smashing things up in the tavern, hoping to quickly find the two Chinese players and kill them quickly.

I don’t know how the PL camp and the HX camp formed a feud. It is true that as soon as they learn about the other camp, they will fight immediately.

However, it happened that Li Zhuzhu and Jiang Zhenci just entered the tavern and ran along the staff passage, so the group of PL camp players who could only target a rough range could only search the tavern.

Zhu just stood in the corner, watching the tavern being smashed randomly, glass shards and liquor flying everywhere.

"That, that is, hello."

Some broken Chinese rang out beside him, and Zhu turned his head and glanced. He was barely an acquaintance. It was Justinia, the GM of the SL camp.

Justitia had helped him before, so when she appeared, Zhu could recognize her instantly.

"This is not the area you are responsible for. It is too dangerous now, so you should leave quickly."

After all, he couldn't let the lady who was barely his benefactor get a glass of wine thrown at her and scratch her face, so Zhu gave up watching and began to persuade her: "If you have something to do with me, you'd better discuss it with me later. "

"No," Justitia gave up speaking the traditional and ancient language and spoke her native language, "I actually want to ask you, why do you allow two players to run wild on your territory? ? This is too disturbing."

The translation of the game system was quite considerate. Zhu pursed his lips and said, "The main reason is that I don't have any identity to arrest them. She is not here now. If I take action, the saliva of those people in the West should be enough to drown them." .”

"Oh, that's it." Justitia didn't know if she understood. She directly summoned a big sword, "But I still feel aggrieved, so I will temporarily make a guest appearance. Thugs, I’m going to fuck them.”

"Wait!" Zhu immediately reached out and grabbed her arm, "Don't go yet."

(End of this chapter)