Diablo Destruction

"Wu, I really don't understand now why God allowed you to change professions in the first place. Well, it's not that I doubt you, it's really your bow and arrow skills..."

On the way back, Doug shook his head desperately, as if he couldn't understand it. He had never heard of a career changer who knew nothing about bows and arrows. This was really amazing.

I pondered for a while and then said deeply: "Geniuses are always different and cannot be understood by others."

Doug:"……"

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"By the way, Doug, Goff, do you know where Lal is? I want to see him, and then continue to go out and experience."

"He, he's fallen into family mode now."

In the restaurant below the Dream Hotel, Doug held a large piece of meat in his mouth and spoke vaguely.

"Gentle Township, Tomb of Heroes."

Gefu said a wise saying, with worry in his eyes.

"Well, let's go see him tomorrow, and then I'll probably set off."

"Wu, you are already at level 3 now (I admit, I lied). You should be able to find some teams. It's better not to practice alone."

Doug said sincerely, in his opinion, although I was lucky to survive in the last experience, my combat skills are still too young. I can't just rely on luck to get through the experience. It is better to form a team. Safe, at least there is someone to take care of.

"Well, I will think about it carefully."

I took a sip of the soup and said absently, although what Doug said does make sense, I also have my own difficulties. It's not that I don't want to form a team with others, but that I can't.

After a silent night, I got up early the next morning. If nothing unexpected happened, I met Lal and went to Akala. I could continue my journey this evening or tomorrow morning.

"Doug, wake up!!"

I kicked open his door and yelled, "What? You said I was taking revenge? How is that possible for someone like me who doesn't hold grudges?"

I saw Doug lying on the bed like a salmon, with half of his big butt exposed, and his roar was so loud that the roar I just made was like a small wave drowned in the big sound of his snoring. In the wave.

"Doug, wake up. The sun is shining on your butt. You said you were going to take me to Larna this morning!" I pulled his ear hard and shouted loudly.

It's been a day and there's still no response.

very good.

I looked out the window at the sunlight coming in.

very good,

I looked in the mirror above the stands.

very good.

Gently picking up the mirror, I took off the mirror body, "processed" it a little, then placed it in front of the window and adjusted the angle so that a beam of light would shine on Doug's half-exposed butt at a subtle angle. Then he gently walked out of his room and came downstairs. He leisurely ordered a cup of milk soup and took a sip. Well, the countdown began.

After half an hour, a deafening scream came from upstairs...

Ugh, the skin is so hard, I sighed. Although the morning sun was not very strong, it still had to be focused for half an hour. Even a piece of raw meat would be burnt.

"MD..."

Halfway through, Doug, who was sleep deprived, cursed with red eyes.

"If I were to find out which wizard dared to burn my butt while I was sleeping, I would have to strip him naked and throw him into the middle of the square."

I felt a chill in my heart and couldn't help but shudder. Oops, it's a good thing that Doug doesn't know the principle of focusing. It's terrible to be uneducated. The ancients honestly didn't deceive me!

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Lal's home is here? I stared at the exquisite and beautiful wooden house in the open space, surrounded by a small wooden fence as high as one person. This was comparable to the treatment of a luxury villa in Rogge Camp.

"People who have families are different."

Doug sighed.

"corruption."

Even Gefu was jealous.

"Lal, look who's back."

Doug didn't know how to recognize people at all. He didn't knock on the door. He pushed open the door surrounded by wooden fences and walked in. How could you do this? What if Mr. and Mrs. Lars suddenly became sexually attracted to each other and suddenly decided to go in? What should I do if I play pornographic and violent games in the courtyard outside my house?

Gefu and I quickly followed him, intending to watch the fun...ah, no, to stop Doug's reckless behavior.

In the courtyard, under a lush tree, with green and fragrant grass growing on the ground, a beautiful middle-aged woman sat under the big tree, holding something unknown in her hand. Next to her was a man kneeling on the ground...

Ahem, I know your thoughts are not pure, just give me a try and you’ll figure it out! !

The beautiful woman sitting under the tree held a thin book in her hand, but her warm eyes fell on the man kneeling on the grass. The man had a gentle smile on his face and a 10-year-old figure on it. The little lolita above and below were now showing their innocent and childlike faces like the sun, and their two little hands were desperately pulling the middle-aged man's poor hair.

What a beautiful picture of family happiness, but let me tell you, little loli, how old are you, and you still play such a mentally retarded game...

It's a pity that this wonderful family drama was ruthlessly broken by Doug's big voice. The smiles of the three of them were frozen there, blending with the joking eyes of the three of us.

At this time, the thick-lined Doug, in desperation, actually said something that made me, a person who came from a world full of Internet culture, absolutely stunned.

"Sorry, we went to the wrong door, please continue." Then, he stepped back and closed the door in one go.

Sure enough, most of the famous quotes in the world were suppressed. If the world begins to develop the trend of technology and Internet, Doug may not be able to become the legendary popular Internet student on the same level as Sister Furong...

After a while, the door finally opened. Lal, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was still in good spirits. He was wearing a set of very popular civilian clothes. At first glance, he thought it was the kind that can be seen everywhere, dragging a tin cart. Yes, the poor uncle who makes a living by selling roasted sweet potatoes while struggling with his comrades from the urban management on the street.

"Oh, our Holy Knight Siral, tut tut..."

Doug was eccentric, shaking his head and biting the word "riding" heavily in his mouth, and his sarcastic and sinister index was almost as good as that of Lal "back then".

"Hey, isn't this Doug and Geoff?"

Lal said with a smile on his face, without any embarrassment. Sure enough, the Paladin's super high defense is mostly due to his facial skills.

"Sarah, your barbarian (weird) uncles came to see you and said they wanted to play horseback riding with you."

Lal is Lal. Even if he is idle at home for a month, his ruthlessness and scheming index are beyond Doug's reach. He throws Doug into the ditch in a few words, buys one, gets one free, and brings Gev with him. It's simply His heart can be killed.

Sure enough, the expressions of the two barbarian brothers changed, and they wanted to turn around and leave, but the little Loli had already come out from behind Lal, and looked timidly at this strange and handsome me (Wukong, you lied again =O= )'s eldest brother glanced at him, and then shouted happily with his clear and childlike voice, as charming as an oriole.

"Really? Uncle Doug, Uncle Goff."