Players Please Respect Yourself

(Meng cuts the nameless ghost 9/21)

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It is impossible for Wang Hao to know that the large amount of redemption points in his eyes is actually not enough for Lao Long.

The old dragon mistook him for the redeemer, so he deliberately curry favor with him.

When he comes next time, there will be no such good benefits.

After all, this is a real world, and the old dragon is not a Taobao that has everything.

Here, Wang Hao took the dog's head and the guards, and returned to Abyss City with [Hundred Ghosts at Night]. Seeing that the Demon Queen and Kalandia were busy counting the spoils after the battle, he rushed into the Lord's Mansion and used [Sea Dragon's Bloodline].

As blood vessels of the same origin, it is relatively simple to absorb.

On his chest close to his heart, he drew a simple magic circle with blue sea dragon's blood in front of the mirror, then lay down on the bed and poured sea dragon's blood on his chest.

Ascension begins.

"duang!"

There was a strange sound, and the crisp sound of thousands of huge icebergs bursting seemed to sound in my ears.

On the retina, Wang Hao can clearly see that his attributes are greatly increasing, and this time there are no free attribute points for him to add.

No, it should be said that until now, all the attribute points obtained through experience have been forcibly sucked in and added by themselves, especially agility and intelligence.

It made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave inside and out, and the cold breath began to wash every corner of his body over and over again.

It was as if small ice grains had been injected into the blood vessels, scraping the walls of the blood vessels.

The muscles are unconsciously repeating the process of contracting and relaxing, and there are bursts of tingling pain, like countless small needles being stuck in it.

His head was cold for a while, and even his vision seemed to be blurred by a large number of snowflakes.

The whole person was groggy, just like Jack who fell into the ice water at the end of "Titanic", slowly falling into the coldest seabed.

Strangely, the skin on his body didn't sweat at all, but was covered with a thin layer of ice, only 2 to 3 mm.

Wang Hao's figure has not changed much, his muscles are still strong and powerful, but his body shape has become more well-proportioned with strange clucking sounds, presenting a pleasing streamlined shape.

I don't know how long it has been. Wang Hao finally woke up from his stupor.

He clearly remembered that when he started absorbing it, it was only at night, and now the sky outside is gray and white.

Is it a night?

Wang Hao lay on his back on the bed, opened his eyes, and immediately smiled wryly.

Fortunately, when he held the ceremony, the guards were strictly prohibited and no one was allowed to enter.

Just seeing the 360-degree, toothpick-sized icicles in his room that covered the entire room, Wang Hao felt his scalp tingle, and these small icicles also made the room faintly filled with a strange smell. .

Wang Hao looked at his two arms, which seemed to have experienced the process of 'enlarged pores', and suddenly smiled wryly. He realized that it should be the toxins or waste residues in the body that were discharged from the pores.

He really didn't know that the detoxification process would be so explosive.

The old dragon didn't say it, and it is estimated that he probably didn't know.

Wang Hao was getting up slowly, moving the bones of his body lightly, and suddenly there was a series of clicking joints all over his body, and at the same time... the bed collapsed.

This startled Wang Hao.

It was agreed to shoot from all angles, including of course the wooden bed I lay on.

At first glance, it was shot into a honeycomb, and it is a miracle that it can survive until now.

Nima!

Fortunately, everyone was dismissed.

At this moment, the voice of the Demon Empress came from outside the door, and she cautiously probed: "Master?"

"Uh, I'm fine."

"Can the concubine come in?"

Originally, Wang Hao didn't want her to come in. After all, the room was like a war, full of 'bullet holes' and ice thorns. But his wardrobe was also completely shot, and most of the clothes in it were gone.

He heard the tension and concern in the Queen's voice.

Wang Hao sighed: "Be careful when you come in, the ground is full of ice thorns, which are the toxic waste I excreted."

The door creaked open.

Showing that seductive face that combines fear and infinite surprise, she glanced at it, made a calculation, and then the snake's tail crushed the ice spikes and came in.

The ice thorns are not very hard nails, with the hardness of the snake tail scales, the demon queen just won't get hurt.

The demon queen looked Wang Hao up and down, and finally showed a surprised expression: "Congratulations, master."

"I should have said hello to you, but I wasn't so exaggerated last time."

"Master doesn't need to apologize." The demon queen lowered her head and resumed her previous respectful attitude. But seeing Wang Hao's suddenly elongated hair and the more handsome facial contours, she felt her heart beating faster. She no longer dared to look directly at Wang Hao.

"Everyone will make mistakes. I am not a tyrant. A real tyrant may not be able to win the final victory in this land."

"Master's wish, I have received it. Please master stick to your own judgment, and I will follow it all."

Wang Hao sighed again.

Ashe was fine, she was the kind of helper and companion he most wanted in Land Forsaken by God.

The demon queen is not bad either, even if her combat power dropped drastically, she quickly completed the turn from the core combat power to behind the scenes. That kind of tenderness like a little girl, coupled with the scene of blocking the gun, really made Wang Hao unable to refuse.

Finally, Wang Hao took the first step.

He gently gave the demon queen a hug.

Then, he immediately regretted it.

The height difference between the two is too much. Even if Jason's body has changed back to Wang Hao's face, he is still 1.96 meters tall. But the demon queen is only 165cm.

For ancient Egyptian women, this version of the Queen is actually quite tall.

With a height difference of 30cm, the difference is as much as one head.

Hug it, it's a little uncomfortable.

The distance between the chest and abdomen is 20cm, let it enter the gig mode directly!

The demon queen was stunned for a moment, and looked up at Wang Hao: "I am willing to do anything, but I don't want to be a thief. At least... At least I have to wait until I personally declare war on Miss Ai Xi in love."

"Declaration of war?" Wang Hao was taken aback.

"Yes! Both good women and good men are rare in this world. Master, you are a rare treasure in the eyes of women. If you can't share it, then you can grab it according to your ability. If Miss Ashe can't come back in a short time , then please allow me to go to Southwest Road."

"Wait, you..."

"There won't be a fight. I, Cleopatra, am not the kind of woman who doesn't care about the importance. Everything is based on your master's dominance. If the master finds it difficult, I can accept any arrangement."

This time the demon queen has made concessions to such an extent, Wang Hao really has nothing to say.

It should be said that the Egyptian demon queen, no matter which version is not a fuel-efficient lamp?

Or is he just too indecisive?

No, maybe it was that time when he blocked the gun that shattered his heart defense.

The demon queen left with a swaying snake tail, taking the gift he gave her and Ashe...