Mages Are Too OP

Jin Wenwen took Roland to a remote place in the Sword Art Museum.

Because it is almost autumn, the sweet-scented osmanthus here is blooming, and the smell is quite good. There is a faint fragrance of sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus everywhere.

Jin Wenwen wears a white shirt on her upper body, skinny jeans on her lower body, her short hair, and a refined temperament. This kind of neutral beauty will indeed give some people a considerable sense of shock.

But Roland didn't, he liked feminine girls.

Moreover, after listening to Xisha's words, he has a very bad sense of Jin Wenwen, so he doesn't think she has anything outstanding.

"You can really hide." Jin Wenwen took out a lady's cigarette, pointed it skillfully, took a puff and exhaled a ring of smoke, and then continued: "You have to let me chase here."

Roland also smiled: "But didn't you come here cheeky?"

Hearing this, Jin Wenwen frowned deeply: "You seem to have a big opinion on me?"

"Look at it from another angle. Miss Jin, you are being followed by a satyr every day. How would you feel if you want to find out where your family lives?"

These words mean that she is a stalker, like a pervert. Jin Wenwen was so angry that she almost shook the cigarette in her hand. After a while, she suppressed her anger and said, "Since you don't like talking with me, But I'll keep it simple."

Roland raised his eyebrows, an expression that you can say straight when you have something to say.

Jin Wenwen took a deep breath: "You must have a virtual game cabin at home."

"No." Roland shook his head.

"You can't lie to me." Jin Wenwen smiled smugly: "I found out when I saw you just now, and you started to have murderous aura. When I first saw you a few months ago, you were clean with the baby. It doesn't make any difference. Now it's more murderous, and it's still very strong. It can't be gathered by killing one or two people. You killed a lot of people."

Roland chuckled: "If I really killed a lot of people and were arrested by the police long ago, would you really be a public security cop?"

"Yeah, obviously killed a lot of people, but nothing happened. Is there any other possibility besides virtual games?" Jin Wenwen walked to Roland's side and stared at him seriously: "Only in that game, you can kill at will. , will not be implicated in the real world.”

Roland yawned, looked at Jin Wenwen who was very close to him, and said, "This is just your guess. I still have to tell you, no."

"It doesn't matter if you say it doesn't matter, I think it's fine." Jin Wenwen's smile carried a poppy temperament: "To be honest, keeping that virtual cabin in your hands is purely a waste, and giving us warriors is the most important thing. Good choice."

"Why is it a waste?"

"That kind of virtual cabin is meant to be used by warriors, and should not fall into the hands of ordinary people like you."

Roland chuckled lightly: "What age is it now, there are still people who think they are more noble, have you forgotten about Chen Shengwang from junior high school? Don't tell me, you came out to fight before you even finished junior high school."

"You!" Jin Wenwen was so angry that she threw the lady's cigarette on the ground, then stepped on it hard, her legs were long and straight, like a compass: "I won't talk so much nonsense with you, half a million, let the virtual cabin go give me."

Roland shook his head: "I didn't."

"Don't be a duck with a tough mouth, it really annoys me, don't blame me for using some disgraceful means."

Roland was even more amused when he heard it: "It's so powerful to fight against the evil, and it's the limelight. You dare to threaten me, an ordinary good citizen. Believe it or not, I'll report it?"

Now it is different from more than ten or twenty years ago, such things as the underworld cannot be arrogant at all.

Jin Wenwen took a deep breath: "Okay, you are amazing. Then I'll increase the price, one million."

"I said I don't have it, it's not about money." Roland looked at her mockingly: "Are you not understanding what I'm talking about, or are you just deaf?"

Jin Wenwen was almost mad.

She said bitterly: "Okay! Your kid is amazing."

Then turned around and walked away.

Then Roland returned to the greenhouse and saw that Xisha and Qi Shaoqiu were waiting for him.

As soon as Qi Shaoqiu saw him, he laughed: "I saw that Jin Wenwen was angry and went away, her expression was the same as eating Xiang, when I broke up with her, her expression was not so ugly, cool!"

After he finished speaking, he excitedly patted Roland on the shoulder.

And Xisha asked, "What did she tell you?"

"She insisted that I have a virtual cabin and said that I would sell it to her for one million. I said no, and she didn't believe it, so she ran away." Roland said casually.

But the two people on the other side obviously didn't believe it. They knew Jin Wenwen very well. If it was as simple as Roland said, the other party wouldn't be so angry at all. Roland must have said something rude and made her angry.

"She still hasn't let go of her ambition to compete for the women's championship." Qi Shaoqiu sighed, as if recalling something.

Xisha put his hands behind him and looked into the distance.

"You are also warriors, don't you wonder if I have one?" Roland asked curiously.

Qi Shaoqiu said lightly: "What if there is? You want to say that you will tell us naturally, but if you don't want to say that you will naturally not say it, it's no use asking. On the contrary, it will hurt your feelings."

Xisha looked at Roland, and there seemed to be autumn water rippling in her beautiful black pupils.

Roland sighed: "Actually there is."

Everyone is so familiar, it is meaningless to say lies.

Qi Shaoqiu smiled, showing some relief.

And Xisha took out the hands behind her, and she held an old-fashioned yellow paper notebook of decades in her palm: "This is my experience, about the way of Taoist health preservation, I have all my experience. It's inside. Take it and look at it, and then return it to me."

Roland took it, the notebook still had the girl's body temperature, Roland was stunned, and said solemnly, "Thank you."

Xisha smiled rarely again: "No need."

At noon, Roland returned home from the Sword Art Museum. After having lunch with his parents, he lay on the bed and flipped through Xisha's notebook.

The first thing that catches the eye is the words "Experience of Taoist Health Care", the font is very beautiful and beautiful.

Roland turned page by page, Xisha's hand-drawn meridian body on the notebook, there are luck routes, and some of her own experiences.

Roland read it roughly and found that there is a major flaw in this experience.

As a girl, Xisha pays too much attention to the whitening effect of this exercise.

Almost the whole article is about what acupuncture points are lucky, and after how long, it will make the skin whiter or firmer.

Or the secret technique of black hair.

Is this thing useless?

No, very useful.

But for Roland, what he wants to see more is the experience of improving the direction of spiritual power.

rather than this.

Do you want to make yourself a little white face?

Hmm, it seems pretty good.

Roland suddenly flashed this thought.