Grandfather, she was the GM in the survival game

Chapter 108 The Fog City (2)
Probably because she saved Li Zhuzhu, Jiang Zhenci had a good attitude towards her.

"That's good. You try not to leave the territory of the Spirit Tribe. There are many things for sale in this capital. You can also take this opportunity to develop your own strength."

"Sister Bai Ye," Li Zhuzhu looked at her expression, as if she was looking at an idol, "I feel like you really know a lot, and you are willing to tell us. You are such a good person."

Shang Yirou couldn't help laughing and said: "Okay, don't issue me a good person card. You two should leave this place first. People from other forces often appear in this place, so there may be people who don't belong to Players from this force, please avoid them this time."

"Okay," Li Zhuzhu nodded very obediently, "Then let's leave first. Sister Bai Ye, if you need anything from me, please remember to tell us."

"It's okay, let's go, bye."

What kind of help could she need? It was enough for her to help them.

After watching the two people leave, she stood inside the bar again and looked at the mess of people outside the bar. There were indeed many other creatures mixed in, so as expected, there must be players inside.

The sound here was noisy and the colorful lights were a bit psychedelic. Shang Yirou stood like this for about 2 minutes when suddenly someone sat on a chair next to the bar.

The visitor was wearing a black peaked cap, a long lake blue coat, a white turtleneck sweater and a suit of black trousers. He lowered his head and placed his hand on the bar with very slender and beautiful fingers. .

Everyone was sitting inside, and Shang Yirou had to pretend, "Sir, what do you need?"

"casual."

The voice was a little hoarse, but she still instantly knew who it was.

Ji Chao, he is actually here.

She poured a glass of low-alcohol fruit wine and pushed it over, "Sir, your wine."

"Ah."

Only then did Ji Chao raise his head, reach out to hold the wine glass, the orange liquid was rippling in the glass, holding the wine glass with his fingers, his eyes looking at her became blurred in the light.

Ji Chaozhen has a good face, beautiful but not feminine. Coupled with his unique temperament, he is always the most eye-catching one in the crowd.

"You look like a friend of mine."

He took a sip of his wine before saying this.

If he guessed correctly, the friend he was talking about now should be the princess.

Shang Yirou deliberately pretended not to know or recognize him, "Sir, you are really joking. There are countless people who use this reason to chat with me every day."

He said this in a tone that was inexplicably arrogant. Ji Chao smiled softly and said, "Okay, then just think that I'm chatting with you."

"Then what?" Shang Yirou put his arms on the bar, leaning forward to get closer to him, "Aren't you going to make up some kind of tragic story to deceive my sympathy?"

"Well, let's make one up."

Ji Chao raised his head. The two of them were almost face to face, and the distance was too ambiguous. "My friend has no control over her life. The rules and regulations constrain her to think twice before doing anything. In the end, she doesn't get what she wants." However, her expectations always fail, and the person she wants to protect is thinking of plotting against her."

He suddenly straightened up, and the distance between the two people became closer.

(End of this chapter)