Chapter seven hundred and eighty first and fruit notes
Nangong Xiazai's level is actually not very high, and his combat power is not even as good as his daughter - Nangong Zayeqiang.
Although his strength is already more than enough to deal with ordinary players, for the leader of an organization, such requirements seem to be a bit low.
However, considering that he directly moved his real organization into the game, it is not unacceptable that such a situation will occur.
However, if the leader's strength is not strong enough, there will be problems that he cannot guarantee his own safety. Therefore, Nangong Xiazai is basically always following a personal guard.
Nangong met the guard early and night.
When she left the God's Habitat and the God's Guardian was not dead, he was already the guardian of Nangong Xiazai.
As the bodyguard of the supreme leader, this man's strength is indeed worthy of this title.
After all, when a person's name can often be mentioned in awe by enemy forces, the person has already succeeded.
In fact, at the last roulette meeting of the God-Shi Guild, his name appeared in the mouth of Vice President Militus.
Yanyue Hokagesai.
This man is not only a mysterious existence in the eyes of members of the Shenqi Guild, but also for the people in the Nangong Group.
Because he had become Nangong Xiazai's bodyguard almost at the same time as this organization was established. It can be said that apart from Nangong Xiazai himself, even Nangong Zaye did not know the identity of this man.
In fact, it is hard to believe that Nangong Zhongye has been convinced that her cautious father would entrust her personal safety to this mysterious man without reservation.
Of course, she had also guessed whether this man knew his father in real life, but because she lived away from home, she naturally did not dare to make arbitrary judgments.
Moreover, Yanyue Hokage's unsuccessful achievements in protecting Nangong Xiazai also made Nangong feel a little more alert to him early and night, so when she saw the man with a cold face again after she returned home, she didn't care so much.
Thinking about it now, she seemed to have accepted the man without realizing it.
Even though she hasn't been home for a long time.
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In the shopping street, there are actually not only the things that Xiao An Huahuo said.
After all, if there are only grocery stores and martial arts shops, it will become a world specially designed for adventure players. For the Scenic Party and NPCs, this world that has lost its place of daily relaxation is undoubtedly extremely unfriendly.
Therefore, although the proportion of players in the habitat of God accounts for more than 50% of the total number of people, there are not many places with entertainment and relaxation. It can be said that the development of Japan's entertainment industry is not inferior even in games.
"Listen to me." The watermelon witch held a string of dumplings, holding a bamboo stick and shook her right hand while talking, making Xiao An Huahuo feel a little worried about whether she would drop the dumplings to the ground.
"It's the boy from the next class. He always puts a leaf in my shoe cabinet, and the leaves he puts are different every time. For example, today is a sycamore leaf, tomorrow is a ginkgo leaf. Really, there are no ginkgo leaves near our school, and there are no ginkgo trees where we live. Who knows where he found it."
The watermelon witch said as she picked up a dumpling from the bamboo sticks at hand and started chewing.
"That means this boy likes you." Xiaoan Huahuo absent-mindedly observed a young man at the next table, and then slowly replied, "You are not bad. At the age of a high school student, isn't it normal for boys to like?"
In fact, it’s not that she doesn’t want to deal with the problem of Watermelon Witch seriously, it’s because the topics like the female high school students of Watermelon Witch have long been unable to raise her interest in this old fried dough stick, so she just listened politely.
"But, fireworks." The watermelon witch swallowed the dumpling in her mouth and began to shake the bamboo sticks in her hand again," when I thought so, and was about to go to the boy to make it clear, the boy never put the leaves in my shoe cabinet again."
"So I thought." The Watermelon Witch continued, "Did the boy find all the kinds of leaves that he could find, so he gave me nothing."
"What then?" Xiao An Huahuo's eyes focused on the snacks on the young man's desk and said fieryly, "Have you gone to find him?"
"No." The watermelon witch shook her head and looked helpless. "Since he hasn't sent me leaves anymore, if I go to find him again, I will become the one who takes the initiative, so I didn't go."
"But wait." Xiao An Huahuo suddenly thought of something, "Why do you know that he was stuffing leaves into your shoe cabinet?"
"Ah?" The watermelon witch shook the bamboo stick and said for granted, "Because one time I arrived at school earlier than usual, I saw him secretly stuffing leaves into my shoe cabinet, so I knew it."
It's really a simple and crude reason.
Xiaoan Huahuo thought there was more content to dig in it, but he didn't expect that he was so thin and suddenly became uninterested again.
So she set her sights on the young man's desk again.
"But a firework." The watermelon witch said a little thirsty, so she picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, and then continued, "One day after school, I suddenly met the boy next to the shoe cabinet, so I asked him on the spot why he always stuffed leaves into my shoe cabinet before and then didn't put them."
"What's the result?" Xiao An Huahuo analyzed the young man's leather armor that looked quite modern, and then replied casually, "Has the leaves he put in the wrong cabinet?"
"That's right! Why can you guess Huahuo!!!" The Watermelon Witch was very surprised. After hearing Xiao An Huahuo's words, she even stood up directly, so that the dumpling in her hand fell to the ground.
Ah, it finally dropped.
Looking at the watermelon witch with a surprised expression, Xiao Anhuai glanced at the falling dumplings and expressed his thoughts, and then began the problem of the watermelon witch.
"Because of such a thing... it feels like a convention."
Xiaoan Huahuo didn't even dare to laugh when she said this because she was afraid of hurting the girlish heart of the Watermelon Witch.
"Really!" The watermelon witch stamped her feet, "I won't tell you these things next time!"
The watermelon witch's cheeks that were bulging because of anger looked extremely cute under the bright yellow light.
But despite this, Xiao An Huahuo's eyes were still on the young man who had finished his snacks and slowly got up.
Of course, the reason for this is not because the watermelon witch is a female, and that person is a male.
Chapter completed!