Old cows eat tender grass.

Old face ashamed.

You are so old.

114 Listening to what Lao Yue said, he felt that these three sentences were about to pierce Ji Baimo's heart, but it was not at all schadenfreshing now. It was a little confused about what Ji Baimo and Yan Bai wanted to do. Now Ye Zhiyin was obviously ready to act seriously, and ordinary people couldn't escape the rocket launcher.

Does it mean that his host really really hope that Ji Baimo died? 114 feels that he has never been so confused. The key is that it looks at his host. The host seems to be in a hurry at all, as if... it is watching a show. If there is no problem with its eyes, it sees Yan Bai hiding behind Ye Zhiyin, poking out half of his head. When no one notices, he raised his hand and made a bow gesture to Ji Baimo. His eyes are full of smiles and his lips are slightly moved, as if he is talking.

--Bye-Bye.

Is this a show to watch, is it really good?

"Get out of here." Lao Yue, his voice was crazily. He pressed several rocket launchers in succession, as if he was afraid that Ji Baimo would not be able to pass through. The rocket launcher flew directly into Ji Baimo, with sparks roaring sounds, and it was very loud. The glass in the dining hall was shattered, and thick white smoke came out from it, which made people unable to see what was born inside, but everyone present was very sure that they were basically dead.

"Don't worry, I've never missed it." The old man came to Yan Bai's side more and more, probably because of Yan Bai's fear and fear because of Ji Baimo.

114 Listening to the old Yue words, it was a little bit strange. It was worried about monitoring Ji Baimo's vital signs. After all, it was also one of its own hosts and could still sense them.

Then it felt that it was overthinking, and the disaster had been gone for thousands of years. There were really few people who could kill Ji Baimo’s such a disaster.

"Well, thank you, Uncle Yue and Sister Zhiyin." Yan Bai nodded, she looked relieved, and finally leaned out from behind Ye Zhiyin. She took out two candies from her pocket and gave them to Ye Zhiyin and Lao Yue respectively, as if a thank-you gift, smiled sweetly, and was very polite and thoughtful. She wanted someone to hold her in her arms and rub her head well.

Lao Yue took Candy over and felt that his steel heart was almost fading. He felt embarrassed to take Candy over.

"It's okay, there are too many bastards participating in this "God of Death Game". I just did it just to solve some disasters." Lao Yue opened the candy paper, then threw the candy into his mouth, and his mood was floating. Doing good deeds makes people feel comfortable.

"Don't thank us deliberately. You should think about how you can survive. We can't help you all the time. This time, you are lucky. When the "God of Death" progresses to the later stage, I can't protect myself, and I can't help you." Ye Zhiyin snorted, as if she disdained Yan Bai's thanks, but her hands were honestly putting the candy into her pocket, as if she was disagreeing.

"It's okay, then I'll help Sister Zhiyin." Yan Bai smiled and said with a smile, his voice soft and glutinous, making people feel that he was not convinced at all. No one present took Yan Bai's words to heart, just thought it was innocent and casual words from a child.
Chapter completed!