My Girlfriend is Long Aotian

"We also want to play cards." The female players also rushed up.

Chen Huan: "..."

never mind! sleep!

Early the next morning, Chen Huan got up, walked out of his room, and went down to the first floor. There were still many people sitting in the bar on the first floor, everyone with a pair of huge dark circles. But still staring fiercely at the cards on the table...

These guys played cards all night and they are still playing.

Chen Huan: "Hey, everyone in the caravan, finally got to a safe place. You should take a good rest. Why did you play cards all night?"

The caravan leader’s dark circles are like a giant panda, and he replied tiredly: "It’s okay, it’s safe anyway. There are troops of trees behind. If we don’t take advantage of this time to play cards, then when should we play? ?"

Karen’s beautiful red head is also very messy, with her head upturned and her face covered with messy hair. She looks awkward and haggard. A beautiful red-haired beauty now looks like a ghost: " That is, the safer you are, the more you must use it to play cards. You can't play on the battlefield."

Chen Huan: "You are so reasonable, but I was speechless."

"But it's time to stop now. It's dawn and we have to get ready to set off." The captain stood up and shouted, "Everyone is ready to go and we are going to set off." The caravan finally stopped playing cards and began to prepare to leave. .

Chen Huan walked to Shawana: "Hey, senior sister, we are going to leave, you should almost stop, right?"

"I can't stop yet." Shavana said with difficulty: "I didn't win a single one after fighting all night. I'm not convinced... I have to win this guy before I can leave."

"Hahaha!" The mysterious woman laughed: "No one in our village can beat me."

"No, come again." Shawana began to shuffle the cards again.

Chen Huan grabbed Savana's shoulder and shook it vigorously: "Hey, hey, can you do something business? I'm going to fight the Demon King."

"Don't worry, it's too late to play the Devil King after playing the cards of the whole world." Shawana said: "My special talent, when playing cards, the timeline never advances."

Chen Huan: "..."

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What no one knows is that at the same time, in a mountainous area a few miles south of the town, a large group of werewolves are gathering together. The total number of werewolves is about 1,000. It is an army of werewolves. , The leader of this army was a silver-white giant werewolf general, twice as tall as an ordinary werewolf, looking majestic and mighty, very domineering.

In front of him, there was a little werewolf leader who was kneeling on one knee, and the little leader was the leader of the werewolf force that had attacked the caravan.

The werewolf leader said pitifully: "General, we have failed!"

"I gave you more than a hundred subordinates and attacked a caravan with only 20 humans, and there are many women in the caravan who can't fight. How would you fail?" The giant wolf general roared: " This is how you do things for me? This is how our werewolf army does things for Lord Demon? If you turn around, Lord Demon Lord will hold me accountable, I will take your head off and give it to him."

The werewolf leader said pitifully: "We have actually succeeded in controlling the caravan, but suddenly an extremely powerful magician came. He attacked us with a magic that cannot see the path. No one can stop it. He... If you don't believe me, you can ask the subordinates who escaped with me."

The werewolves kneeling behind quickly nodded desperately.

General Giant Wolf: "Really? You tell me the story in detail."

After a few minutes, the giant wolf general who heard what had happened frowned: "Well, I understand it, you are not the crime, but we can't and can't easily put those weapons into the capital of kings, they last night We must rest in the town. Today we are lying in ambush halfway. This time we have a thousand subordinates, and I am still wearing a set of anti-magic armor. I am not afraid of any powerful magicians. Let’s defeat them again. , Such a powerful mage must have the protection of the gods, otherwise he cannot be so strong. In order to fight against him, we must also worship our patron saint. Please gods give us the power to win."

The werewolves began to swear!

They painted the totems of the gods they believed in on the stone, then lit a flame in front of the stone and dedicate the bones of animals. A large group of werewolves began to dance around the stone and howl. They prayed to the gods that this battle would go smoothly, and please The gods take care of them.

The **** they believe in is called Erisnu, the **** of slaughter!

Erisnu is a savage **** in charge of pain and slaughter. Among the savage tribes, such as the evil human barbarian tribe, the jackal tribe, the bear goblin tribe, the ogre tribe, and the troll tribe, Erisnudu To be worshipped.

Erisnu persuades his followers to shed blood for their own benefit, to covet things that are not theirs, and to kill anyone who obstructs them. Taking something from someone else, especially from a competitor, is a "noble" and exciting behavior in Erisnu's eyes. Enemies that cannot be killed must maimed him, and things that cannot be stolen must be destroyed.

It is such a perverted guy!

Chapter VIII Rare Cards Handed Over

9 o'clock in the morning, regular update

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The sound of the werewolves’ memorial and the surging hearts of faith were quickly sensed by Erisnu, the **** of slaughter. At this time, it was on a high mountain surrounded by black mist. The dragon's head is sitting together.

The name of this strange dragon is called Tiamat, the **** of evil dragons!

Tiamat is the **** of all evil dragons. Its favorite little entertainment is to completely razing a village, city or country, or even a large area of ​​the world.

Erisnu, the **** of killing, and Tiamat, the **** of dragons, are both evil gods and selfish gods. They are not good friends. They both like to be alone and don’t associate with others, but they are now together. Together, there is only one reason-playing Gwent!

Playing cards is something that one person can't do. At least two people are needed. It's because it brought the two lone evil gods closer together!

At this time, Tiamat threw a card, and saw a flash of impatientness flashed on the face of the **** of killing Erisnu: "My believer is calling me, so annoying, isn't it just a caravan of mere humans? , I actually want to pray for my shelter? When did the werewolves become such a kind of creatures? Huh! A bunch of trash, I really don't want to control them."

The dragon **** Tiamat laughed strangely: "That's right, what's the use of arranging them, don't hinder us from playing cards, and you are now the rhythm of being rubbed on the card table desperately by me, you still have Are you in the mood to take care of others?"

The God of Slaughter made a bitter face and looked at the situation on the card table. He was very embarrassed. He was about to lose this card and couldn't hold it anymore. He angrily patted the table: "Damn it, you! The guy has too many rare cards in his hand. It’s impossible to beat you with this card in my hand. It's not that I have bad skills, but your cheating hand."

The dragon **** Tiamat laughed loudly: "So what? Bullying the poor is the fun of trenching. If you are not convinced, you should also be trenched."

"Okay, I want to get up too, I decided to help the werewolves grab the caravan." The God of Slaughter smashed the ground and jumped up: "Those humans all have a good card in their hands, and they defeat certain ones. The guy can still get certain rare cards. I will earn some rare cards and come back to play with you."

Tiamat, the **** of dragons, smiled and said, "Go and come back quickly, don't let me wait for a long time."

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The girls have all got up, the caravan is all ready, everyone is waiting for Shavana.

But Shavana just refused to move, she still stared at a pair of bloodshot eyes, playing cards with the mysterious woman.

"In any case, I have to win to go." Shavana said fiercely: "How can I lose all night and leave with a sense of frustration? And, as usual, winning such a guy will definitely get a rare Card. Once I leave now and come back in a few days, that rare card will never be available again."

"Yes, I will give you a rare card if I win, but you can't beat me." The woman triumphantly said: "No one in our village can beat me."

Chen Huan had been watching for a long time, and at this time he was finally mad: "Senior sister, are you not reconciled because you are unwilling to lose and your self-esteem is not allowed to leave, or is it because you want to get that rare card?"

Shawana weakly said: "Of course I want a card. Just give me the card and I will pat my **** and leave. Self-esteem has a fart. Who would pay attention to self-esteem with a passerby who only knows how to play cards in a corner of a bar?"

Everyone: "..."

"Okay, then you give me the cards and I'll play." Chen Huan stretched out and took Shavana's arm, dragged her up from the chair, and then sat down on her own. Huh? As soon as I sat on the chair, I felt the warmth of the chair, and the body temperature remained in the place where the elder sister had just sat. Is this considered as a disguised **** contact?

Chen Huan took over Shawana's cards and said to the mysterious woman: "I will play cards for me."

The woman wondered: "Will you?"

Shawana asked curiously: "Huanhuan, you still play Gwent?"

Chen Huan spread his hands: "I have played "The Witcher 3", and I played very well. No one can beat me in "The Witcher 3".

"Wow, Huanhuan, pay attention to your lines, your line style is a bit NPC."