The fat man sat in the shop, thinking about the seventh sword in his mind. He had been practicing for a week, and he had also developed some of the last sword, but the fat man still had something wrong with it. This speed was not what the fat man saw, but the speed was even worse.

"Lingling..." The phone rang, and the fat man came to his senses and saw that it was the landlord's.

"Hey! Aunt Li!...Where is at the door?...Okay, go back now!"

There was no one in the store at this time. The fat man asked Mei Zi to help him watch for a while, and then hurriedly ran home. When he got upstairs, there was indeed a girl standing in front of her house with a big bag under her feet. The girl was about 1.68 meters tall, with big watery eyes, light makeup on her face, and a fashionable dress.

The fat man quickly greeted: "Fang Yu, right? You can call me Fat man and they all call me that!" He opened the door and led the girl into the room he had cleaned up early, saying, "I have to go to work now and get off work at 8 o'clock in the evening. I have prepared a key for you, right on the table over there! If you are hungry, you can cook the dishes in the kitchen first, and you don't want to make them, and there are many snack bars nearby!"

The girl Fang Yu was a little impatient with the fat man's Luo Suo, nodded and looked out the window. The fat man no longer made fun of himself. He would come to the store after leaving the house. The first time they got along with each other seemed to be very happy.

Time passed quickly. At 8 o'clock in the evening, the fat man bought some food after handing over the shift. Because he was afraid that Fang Yu had not eaten yet, he bought more. When he got home, the lights in the house were turned off, and Fang Yu seemed to have not come back.

Put down his things and turn back to his room. When he turned on the light, "Ah!" scared the fat man. Fang Yu was wearing a white translucent pajama, curled up with her body against a corner of her bed.

"This..." The fat man, who was shocked, really didn't know what to say. He said for a long time: "Where are you at home?"

Fang Yu raised her head, flashed her big eyes and said pitifully: "Can I sleep with you tonight?"

"Ah!" The fat man never expected Fang Yu to say such tempting words. When he saw the white arms and thighs appearing in his pajamas, there was also a mysterious forbidden area for the girl. When he thought of the fat man's throats, he felt a thirst in his throat. "Guru!" He swallowed and spitted, the fat man twitched and said, "Why... why?"

"There are cockroaches in that room! There are many cockroaches!" Fang Yu looked like a little girl, which easily aroused the protection of men.

Looking at Fang Yu’s beautiful sides and the expressions of tourists, the fat male hormones rose rapidly and said with a dry mouth: “Then… Then where will I sleep!”

Fang Yu said embarrassedly: "This bed is pretty good, why don't we squeeze in for a while!"

"No... it's not good!" The fat man swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and sweat kept coming out of his forehead: "In this way, why don't you sleep with me tonight and I'll go to your place to sleep!" The fat man turned around quickly as if he ran away and pushed open the door of Fang Yu's house.

"Yeah!" I saw that the room had been decorated with a new computer and had a newly bought computer installed. It was clean and the air was filled with a fragrant smell, which looked like there were many cockroaches!

The fat man immediately felt like he was being fooled. He turned around and found that Fang Yu had already gotten off the bed, wearing a piece of clothing. What was even more terrifying was that he was holding a fruit knife in his hand, and his face looked pitiful.

"What are you doing? Don't come over?"

Seeing the fat man staring at the fruit knife in his hand, he hurriedly hid back. Fang Yu's face turned red, he put the knife behind him, and spit out his embroidered mouth, saying, "It's okay, it's basically met the requirements that satisfy me!"

"What are the requirements?" The fat man felt that he seemed to be treated as a monkey in a circus, completely making people fool him!

Fang Yu had no slight awareness, his chin was raised high, and he said with a hint of arrogance: "It's just that I can test you, which can basically satisfy me! Aunt Li said you are very honest, so I would agree to live in the same house with you. However, if you don't try you, how can I know whether you are honest or fake?"

"You!" The fat man was so mute that he couldn't tell the pain of eating berberine! He was obviously fooled by someone, but the other party had a lot of principles! He nodded in disgrace, but the fat man said nothing, lowered his head and returned to his room.

Just as he was about to enter the game, Fang Yu suddenly pushed the door and changed into a pajama, walked straight to the fat man, and threw down a stack of 100 yuan: "This is the rent for the past three months, 800 a month, and the rest is as water and electricity bills! I have memorized this!" Fang Yu put it on the table again, and there were many words written on it. The fat man picked it up and looked at it:

First, don’t smoke or drink at home!

Second, wash socks and underwear once a day!

Third, don’t just wear underwear at home and walk around naked!

Fourth, clean the home regularly, and the accumulated clothes should not exceed seven days. Take a bath at least once every two days.

Fifth, don’t bring friends home to play!

Sixth, don’t take women home and have sex!

Seventh, you must not step into your room without permission!

Eighth, the above terms are valid for three months. Comrade Hao Dabao must abide by them unconditionally within three months. If there is any violation, no loan will be left!

Ninth, I have the right to final interpretation of the above terms and can modify and add content at any time. Comrade Hao Dabao shall not have any objection!

The fat man looked at the complete piece of paper and his mouth was wide open: "Why? I don't agree!"

Fang Yu turned around and went out, and said lazily every time he turned: "Please read the eighth item!"

"Bang!" The door closed. The fat man was so regretful that he wanted to hit the wall. Did you say that it was okay to cause trouble for himself?

Enter the game...

The fat man vented all his depression on these pitiful, innocent skeletons. He either chopped or chopped, regardless of whether it was a knife technique or not. After a random chop, the fat man sat on the ground tiredly, venting more and inhaling less, huh! huh!

Look at the experience, at level 26 and a half, the experience of skeletons and zombies here has been much less. The fat man decided to take a look at it again. As for the seventh knife... "Forget it, let's practice while fighting!" The fat man sighed, carried the sabre and went down to the third floor.

As soon as he came, a basin-sized fireball flew towards him, and a burning smell came from the air. "Someone attacked!" The fat man rubbed his feet and the fireball hit the wall, splashing countless sparks.

"Swish!" The saber cutter stood in front of his chest, leaned forward with his hands at 45 degrees, and immediately took a defensive posture. The fat man then looked up in the direction when the fireball came. It was a zombie, with a Vajra lion helmet on his head, a silver double hook armor on his head, a Thuna flower python robe, a jade gold ribbon on his waist, and a White Flame Emperor Wolf Sword in his hand. If it weren't for the dry skin, and the green eyes, the fat man would have a chance to regard him as a general who charged in the ancient times.

And on the opposite side of him, there is a bright figure. Although he dodged in a very embarrassing way, he still has another kind of beauty.

"Why is she here?" The fat man's eyes suddenly became straight. This was like looking for something without looking for it.

Seeing that the girl was about to die under the zombie sword, the fat man was still sitting there! He shouted: "I'm here!" and rushed over without hesitation.

When the zombie general saw that someone had joined the battle, he didn't pay much attention to swinging his sword and slashing it horizontally. The fat man did not dodge, and rolled down and avoided a sword. He bullied himself to the zombie. The fat man slashed the sword in his hand, and the "Pojun" was activated. The zombie flew backwards five or six meters away with a "huh" sound, and then stopped after hitting the wall.

"Are you okay?" The danger was temporarily lifted, and the fat man quickly approached the girl and asked with concern.

"Fortunately, thank you!" The girl recognized the fat man. When she was on the second floor, the two of them fought monsters together. The fat man saved him once, so the girl still had an impression of this fat knight.

"It's fine!" The fat man replied, then turned over nervously, slashing the saber to protect his chest, and his fat body blocked the girl behind him. Their danger had just begun!

"Be careful, the 32-level BOOS Skeleton General, his sword is very powerful!" The girl saw that the fat man protected her behind her, and still felt a little fond of her, so she reminded her: "You find a way to hold him back, I'm going to release the Taoist technique behind!"

The girl arranged it very well and it was reasonable. But she was a little too concerned about our fat man, this fat-looking knight.

With a beautiful woman present behind him, the fat man naturally became twelve points of energy. Since ancient times, he took the initiative to take action first, but then suffered. Of course, the fat man understood this truth. Before the skeleton general stood firm, he jumped up in two steps, and one heavy slash was to slash. The general was not yet firm, and the fat man attacked first, and was caught off guard. The sword was very heavy, and the fat man jumped up and slashed down, and the gravity increased several times. The swords and swords added together and sparked, and the general was defeated by the fat man's sword.

The fat man was unyielding. He used six sword techniques that had been hard for several days, slashing horizontally and vertically. The general could resist a few moves at first, but in the last two swords, the general was unavoidable. Swish! Swish! Two swords, one sword slashed on the left arm and one sword slashed in the front chest. However, the fat man was careful. This set of sword techniques was originally seven swords, and the fat man now only practiced six swords. Without the last sword, the knife technique was incomplete, and there would be a flaw when he was withdrawn. In order to make up for this flaw, the fat man slowed down a little while the sixth sword, and the strength of the knife was also withdrawn three points. In this way, after the sixth sword was cut out, the fat man had toes a little, and his body retreated back three points with inertia.

Sure enough, the sword swept towards the chest. The fat man had already prepared to recover the sword, and the sword was swung three inches away. As the saying goes, Feng Shui turns to change, and the general has suffered enough of the fat man's suffering, how could he miss this opportunity? The sword moves are like a spiritual snake spitting out the core, and then like a tiger going down the mountain, moving forward with both hardness and softness. When did the fat man see such a brilliant sword technique, and he was beaten back step by step. However, the general was wearing heavy armor, and his body's flexibility was reduced by three points. The fat man was shocked by the footwork that had saved him countless times.

However, the girl behind the fat man looked straight and couldn't believe what was happening in front of him for a long time. She actually had a head-on confrontation with the BOOS at level 32, and she also fought with offense and defense, and in an orderly manner. What's even more difficult to believe is that after so long, the fat knight had never been hit. "Is there really such a master?" The girl asked herself: "However, why would such a powerful master go to the second floor of the underground to fight monsters? That man wanted to deliberately approach me and win my favor? No wonder he would appear at critical moments when he encountered danger twice!" In an instant, the girl's only affection for the fat man disappeared!

The fat man fell into a wonderful feeling, as if only he and the general opposite were left in the world, with swords and swords intersecting, and the blood in his bones was beating excitedly. For more than ten days, the fat man has been practicing sword moves hard, and the skeletons and zombies were all cut over like vegetables and tofu, and they didn't even have the ability to fight back.

Today I met such a rival with a fair match, and Fatty attacked and defended, just like feeding the fat man specifically. After thirty or fifty rounds, Fatty's sword technique became more pure and more handy, and the little bit of discomfort that had been felt before disappeared.

The girl stood behind the fat man and watched the fat man performing alone, she forgot to help. The more she watched, the more she felt that the fat man was more mysterious. She couldn't see anything in the sword technique. However, every time the fat man avoided one of the seemingly killing swords, the footwork that was moving under her feet lit up.

After reading it a few times, I couldn't help but learn to walk. One seemed very simple step backwards, and the step was full of puzzles. The girl could not see anything after learning for more than ten minutes. She had to force the fat man's steps into her mind and keep it for later research.

The fat man was excited and sweating all over his head. Finally, more than an hour later, the general's health dropped to one tenth. The fat man was frightened by the BOOS's skill attack, so he hurriedly jumped two steps to get a distance away first to see the situation.

The general's long sword protects his chest, and the green light in his eyes became even more vigorous, and it was about to spew out fire. The White Yan Emperor's Wolf Sword danced into a ball of sword flowers, and the white sword quickly surged three inches and was about to rush out, forming a sword energy!

The fat man looked at Jianbu and remembered the sword leader's sword aura, which left a deep impression on him. While thinking about how to deal with it, the change started again. A trace of yellow light came from the general's body, slowly wrapping his whole body.
Chapter completed!