That mysterious black-robed mage can only be our protagonist An Yizhi. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If you want to ask him why he was able to interrupt the casting of the Seven Killing Stars twice, it would have to start a little earlier.

Since entering Wang Li's Magic Library, An Yizhi has spent 8 games in it, but all the books that he can get and whose titles seem to be useful have been copied by him, and he has obtained a lot of screenshots that seem to be equivalent to garbage to ordinary people.

It's not that he doesn't want to go to a higher place, but the spiral staircase in the center seems to have some prohibition, and An Yizhi tried a few times, but he couldn't climb it at all, so he had to give up.

In addition to a bunch of setting materials that he can't understand for the time being, he has also gained several skills.

A bunch of F~E level attack spells didn't improve his strength much, so he didn't take it, and found a total of three magic books that recorded advanced skills.

They are D-level fireball spells and second-class otherworldly covenants, as well as C-level spell countermeasures.

The first time the Seven Killing Stars vomited blood was the effect of the spell counteract.

This ability allows the player to interrupt the target's cast, and is limited to magic skills. The success rate is equal to the player's level (up to a maximum of 35%) plus the difference in the Mystic Strength attribute between the player and the target multiplied by 10.

In other words, when dealing with the Seven Killing Stars, the success rate is only 15% (An Yi refers to the current level) + 10% (An Yi Zhi is 9 and the Seven Killing Stars is 8), and the success rate is only 25% in total.

With a mere one-quarter success rate, the Seven Killing Stars should really review whether they are too much of a failure.

This battle made An Yizhi's favor for guild players fall to the bottom all of a sudden, even if the propagated light of the stars is so bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, it is conceivable that other guilds are not necessarily good birds.

In fact, Sirius, the vice president of the Light of the Stars, recognized him as soon as he pointed at his face, and he had a good impression of him, and was about to lift his hood to recognize him, but he threw a fireball technique without anyone saying hello. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough to take out the Salamander's Book of Engravings in time for defense, he would have waited for the weak time to pass on the Resurrection Platform......

In addition, it was not because Brother An was afraid of the light of the stars or because the Virgin's illness broke out, but because he was really not sure that he would leave all three of them here.

It seems to have the upper hand, but in fact, he has exhausted his means, and the other party still has two players with intact combat power, and there is a wet nurse among them, and he will only be abused if he continues to fight.

Fortunately, this boss-like outfit and a series of spells frightened Sirius, thinking that An Yizhi was a high-end player above level 25, so he simply admitted that he was soft.

An Yizhi also wanted to kill them, at least kill the Seven Killing Stars, in order to avenge the face of being confused by the fireball technique, but he had more than enough heart and insufficient strength, so he could only pretend to be a very dick and let the three of them leave.

Then again, if he wasn't worried that his identity would be exposed and cause trouble, he would have thrown this battle video on the forum, and a level 15 figure of his own scared the vice president of the industry boss Star Light and his safflower double stick to run away?

- He can blow this thing for a year......

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At half past two in the afternoon, An Yizhi hurriedly ate some bread and juice and went out in a hurry.

Lin Linglin went back to her house today, and felt that her wife was not there anyway, so it was nothing to have lunch later, so she just happened to be on the way and went directly into the treasure copy.

But he forgot one thing, Lin Linglin only needed to glance at the online time on the friends list to know if An Yizhi was offline......

So a summons came out, and Brother An, who had scared off the light of the stars just now, lowered his eyebrows and cleaned himself up, and went to pick up his wife and come back.

"Wang!"

Before going out, Erhafen Liel looked at An Yiyi with blank eyes, hesitated, but decided to take it with him, hurriedly went downstairs to the road and reached out to stop a taxi.

As mentioned earlier, Lin Linglin's parents sold their house in the city and returned to their hometown outside the city to live. The second old man built a small villa with the house money, and he grew vegetables and flowers every day, and lived a plain and happy life.

It is not close to the city, but it is not far away, which is almost equivalent to the location of the urban-rural junction, and it takes more than an hour to drive to it.

After paying the fare, carrying milk, fruit and wine, he tied Fenrir's dog leash around his waist, and entered the courtyard with this shape of An Yi.

It's true that he's sick in the second grade, but he's not stupid...... To see the elders without gifts, this is called not understanding the rules! Although people don't care about that.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a slightly chubby middle-aged woman chopping something in the yard with a meat chopping knife DuangDuang.

She is Lin Linglin's mother, Wen Xiuying.

Speaking of her, I have to mention the past.

At that time, An Yizhi's family changed dramatically, and the pair of parents who were out of tune both suffered a plane crash when they went out for their honeymoon, and relatives who couldn't beat the eight poles came to fight for the family property, and Xiao An, who had just entered junior high school for a short time, could only cope with it.

Whenever someone asks, he always says on the surface, "Hmph, God help me, loneliness is the protagonist's life", "I have a car and a house, my parents are dead, and now I am almost a girl from the sky" or "I can't communicate with you mortals, Lao Tzu may have to save the world in the next second", etc., and so on, which also left many people with the impression that this child is really cold-blooded, in fact, few people know the bitterness in his heart.

Lin Linglin's family officially entered An Yizhi's life at that time, and often called him to eat at home, not to mention, and even did chores such as parent-teacher meetings together, and helped Xiao An, who was sick all day long, wipe his buttocks. It can be said that An Yizhi has lived so much, and has not become a scum who takes revenge on society or a scum who is messing around, Lin Linglin has made great achievements in his family. Especially with Aunt Wenxiu English almost as her own mother, it's just a name.

And Lin Linglin's parents are also very fond of An Yizhi, generally speaking, a guy like him who talks crazy all day long is not willing to let his daughter get along with him, even if he walks in.

But the second elder likes An Yizhi very much, especially Aunt Wen, who often talks about how good it would be if she had a son, but unfortunately, Father Lin is not strong, and so far there is only Lin Linglin such a daughter.

Strictly speaking, Aunt Wen's wish has come true, and her son-in-law is half a child, isn't it?

"Aunt Wen"

"Hey, Xiao Ann is here"

Wen Xiuying knew that it was An Yizhi who was coming, so she quickly put down the knife in her hand and greeted her enthusiastically.

"You kid, come on, bring something, spend money blindly"

"Uncle has a good drink, I'll bring him some wine"

Aunt Wen glared at him:

"Just with your uncle, you two are sincere, in the morning he still wants to drink, and you will send it in the afternoon."

"Hey, hey"

Father Lin likes to drink, but he is old, and Aunt Wen doesn't let him drink more, so the old drunkard can stand it and talk about it for several days.

"Aunt Wen, where are your chopped ribs? I'll help you."

"Go, go, play, what a big man fills in the mess"

Aunt Wen insisted that the kitchen-related cooking at home was a woman's job, and it was also her happiest time, especially when a large family was full of praise for eating the dishes she cooked, except for Lin Linglin, no one wanted to intervene to help.

"Wang!"

I almost forgot about Erha, and this gluttonous dog saw the ribs flowing all over the ground.

"Yo, this puppy is Fenrir, look at the name you gave it, isn't it good to call it Mao Mao or something?"

Maomao is good soil......

It seems that Aunt Wen has a common language with Sheila, the younger sister of the Brad siblings.

"By the way, is it a husky or an Alaska? I can't tell the difference between these two dogs."

"Huskies, the kind of Siberian sledding"

In fact, Ann can't tell the difference, since the husky written on the dog certificate should be.

"Let it stay here and stay with me for a while, Lingling has been waiting for you for a long time"

"Good"

In response to Aunt Wen's words, Ann pointed to the small tree near Fenrir's dog leash, and he was worried that the stupid dog would run out and get lost.

"Be obedient, or I'll beat you when I come back"

You said he was threatening with a dog, but I didn't understand.

"Is there such a father as you? Fenrir is good, I'll pick a big stick for you to gnaw on."

An Yi fingered: "......"

It's the two of them again......

Walking into the living room, An Yizhi put down the gift and was about to go to find Lin Linglin, when he happened to see a tall and strong young man coming out of the kitchen on the other side of the living room, carrying a raw leg of lamb in one hand, looking like he wanted to send it to Aunt Wen in the front yard.

"Ango"

"Little oranges? You seem to be getting taller again."

"I said don't call me a little orange, can't Xiaocheng do it......"

This person's name is Lin Yucheng, he is eighteen years old this year, tall and strong, and he is Lin Linglin's cousin. Since he was a child, he practiced martial arts in Lin's father's martial arts hall, and he used to run behind An Yizhi's buttocks.

He belongs to the typical 'prodigal son' who does not change his money.

Just because I have studied kung fu for a few years, I am brave and fierce in school. He was dropped out of high school before he went to high school, and then fooled around with those indiscriminate people all day long, and he was called a mess, which made his parents who were far away in the countryside angry.

Later, he was blocked in the alley, and almost knelt after being stabbed twice in the stomach, and only then did he wake up after experiencing the great horror between life and death, and now he is stepping up to make up for the abandoned martial arts in Lin's father's martial arts hall, dreaming of becoming a martial arts instructor.

"Hey, Brother An, what do you think of this leg of mutton? My mother fed it with bud rice noodles and Chinese herbs, which is sure to be delicious. I'll bring a whole one for my uncle, and I'll bring him later, and we'll have a few drinks."

Lin Yucheng has been mixing with Father Lin for a long time, and he has not learned this kung fu, but he has learned the ability of good wine.

"Little orange, isn't the skin itchy again, huh?"

Aunt Wen outside the door actually heard it.

"Auntie, how dare I?"

Lin Yucheng laughed with him, as if he had thought of something, and his face was ...... Uh, obscene? Leaned over and whispered:

"I said Brother An, when will you and my sister do it, I'm still waiting for the change of mouth."

An Yizhi rolled his eyes:

"What's the hurry? It must be earlier than you, just wait to call your brother-in-law, by the way, what about your sister? ”

"Watching TV upstairs"

"How's your mood?"

"General"

"Specifically, what does it mean in general?"

"She only broke two sandbags today and stopped fighting"

An Yi fingered: "......"

tremblingly went upstairs, and when he walked through the corridor, he saw Lin Linglin lying on the sofa on his side and pressing the remote control casually, and he only swallowed saliva when he saw a pair of big white legs.

"Coming?"

"It's coming, it's coming, if I hadn't learned the teleportation spell, I'd have arrived a long time ago"

Running the train with his mouth full, Ann pointed to the hippie smile and pasted it.

"Tell me, what's the matter with skipping lunch at noon?"

"Uh...... I found ......"

"I found a magic book with a high degree of authenticity, and I used it last time for the reason that I forgot about the time."

“……”

Next is the indescribable domestic violence scene, Lin Linglin has the stunt to make An Yizhi's heart hurt but not leave any injuries, and at a glance, he knows that he has not used this trick to clean him up since he was a child.

Some people will say that An Yizhi is afraid of his wife, but what if he is afraid of his wife! At least someone thinks about him wholeheartedly - it would be better if he could do it lightly......

"Lingling~ Don't bully Xiao An"

"Got it"

Lin Linglin responded to Aunt Wen's sentence and said angrily:

"My mother loves you, and I don't know who is the biological one"

"Hehe, why don't we have one too?"

", I don't want to give you a life"

This can't see Lin Linglin's duplicity, An Yizhi has been getting along with others for so many years. The two of them were tired of crooking for a while, and An Yizhi asked:

"Where's your dad? Why didn't you see it? ”

"What about playing games?"

"What?"

Lin Linglin's father, Lin Chengyu, has a deep hatred for video games, believing that it is a waste of life for modern young people to spend too much time in games.

This kind of thinking is not accurate enough, strictly speaking, it is a real waste of life......

"Some time ago, I was bored at home, so I had to go to the martial arts hall to talk to the students......"

After listening to Lin Linglin's explanation, An Yizhi understood what was going on.

Father Lin refused to accept the old man, and he was almost 60 years old and went to fight with a young man about 20 years old, but he twisted his waist. Then I found that the game Lin Linglin was playing could move my muscles and bones happily without worrying about the problem of my old waist, so Father Lin was also immersed in the different world style built by the virtual game

- I still use Lin Linglin's game cabin......

That night, Aunt Wen set out a large table of good dishes, and An almost swallowed her tongue when she ate it, and sincerely thanked Aunt Wen for passing on this unique skill to Lin Linglin.

The three men pushed the cups and changed the lamps, and Father Lin often took advantage of Aunt Wen's inattention to quietly ask An Yi to point out some things about the game, which made him have the illusion of playing games with his own Lao Tzu, and finally fell drunk under the dinner table without accident......