Hearthstone has been loved by tavern customers since its launch. Whether it is the playability, the sense of achievement of card collection, or the excitement brought by winning or losing, it is a novel experience for them.

Not to mention that the collected cards can be used in reality as long as they meet the requirements, which are extraordinary props that have never been seen in the world of Kolo.

But there is never a perfect thing in this world, and Hearthstone is naturally the same.

When playing a Hearthstone match with a randomly matched opponent, the only communication between the two is their own hero voice, and there is no other way to communicate.

If you want to talk in detail, only between friends can.

Elizabeth felt that this setting was very unreasonable, and more communication channels should be opened up.

In this way, she can let the opponent on the opposite side have a good understanding. The anger from the lich is not something that anyone can bear.

Elizabeth took a deep breath and suppressed her anger.

Ruo Ye looked at the light curtain of the Hearthstone equipment, and then looked at Elizabeth, and lowered her head slightly without saying a word. She was actually a little surprised.

As the housekeeper of the Death Castle, Ruoye knew Elizabeth all too well, and being moody to describe the character of the Lich Lord would be considered conservative.

When Elizabeth was angry, the undead in the entire Dead Woodland did not dare to make any difference.

But now, he managed to control his anger so easily. The change was too great. It seemed that the existence of Hearthstone Tavern had a great impact on Lord Elizabeth.

"Why didn't the boss add a real-time communication feature to Hearthstone?" Elizabeth asked.

"Now that only fixed voices are like this, what do you think will happen with real-time communication?" Giant Axe asked back. As the most qualified customer of Hearthstone Tavern, he has a great say in this.

Elizabeth just snorted coldly, but said nothing more.

Everything has two sides, Hearthstone can make people feel relaxed and happy, but also can cause irritability and irritability.

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“♪♩♫~…”

Anno hummed the ancient poem of the elf softly, and walked upstairs briskly.

On weekdays, Yao Ziyan would prepare breakfast at this time, and she came over to help out, and the boss was usually still sleeping.

"How does it taste like?"

"Well, it seems to have faded a little."

"Then add sugar."

"How much."

"Appropriate amount."

"Why is it just the right amount..."

Annuo's footsteps stopped slightly, and the conversation from the kitchen surprised her a little. The boss got up so early today.

I sniffed, I could smell the food.

Anno hurriedly walked to the front of the kitchen, and the busy scene came into view.

Luo Chuan was standing in front of the stove with a spoon and sugar in the other hand, tasting the food.

Beside Yao Ziyan, she was busy doing other work, her sky blue apron swayed lightly.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the light golden warm sun came in and shone on the two of them, as if gilding them with a faint golden light, plain and warm.

An Nuo suddenly felt that it would be good to draw this scene, and it should be very good to hang it in a place where you can see it in the room.

"Good morning."

Yao Ziyan noticed Anno at the door and greeted her with a smile.

"Ah, morning."

Anno responded.

Her eyes swept across the two of them.

The keen perception from the elf reminded her that the relationship between Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan seemed to be different from before, plain and natural, without deliberately doing or concealing anything, but those natural and subtle movements had already Can explain a lot of things.

The elf girl blinked, feeling a little redundant again.

...Why do you use "again"?

"That...do you need my help?" Annuo asked in a weak voice, and glanced at Luo Chuan secretly, ready to leave.

"Yes, Luo Chuan, you go first." Yao Ziyan pushed a boss out with both hands, An Nuo quickly stepped aside, "Clumsy, you go downstairs and wait, and I will call you when you are done."

"Okay." Luo Chuan is naturally happy and relaxed, and it is naturally better to have a rest.

An Nuo naturally didn't forget to say good morning to Luo Chuan, and watched his figure disappear at the end of the corridor. Then he walked briskly in front of Yao Ziyan and looked at her up and down.

"What?"

Yao Ziyan was amused by the eyes of the elf girl, she pushed her and asked with a smile.

"It feels like the two of you are a little... different." Annuo gestured with both hands, trying to express his meaning in this way, but failed after trying hard, those big ice blue eyes staring at Yao Ziyan , lowered his voice, "Did something happen to you two yesterday?"

The whole elf exudes an air of gossip.

"I think too much, no." Yao Ziyan looked as usual, and shook her head with a smile.

"Really not?" Anno couldn't believe it.

"Really not." Yao Ziyan crossed her hips, "What am I lying to you for? And given the relationship between me and Luo Chuan, there is little room for change, right?"

Anno thinks about it and feels like that too.

After all, she also sees the relationship between the two people on weekdays, and it is indeed similar to Yao Ziyan.

"But I really feel a little different." But the elf girl was not so easily persuaded, and was still sticking to her original opinion.

"No difference." Yao Ziyan surrounded Annuo and forcibly moved her to the front of the cooking table, "Are you here to help or gossip? Hurry up and help with those ingredients, they will be used soon."

In the face of the demonic purple smoke in this state, An Nuo dared not refute, and responded obediently and began to process the ingredients.

Whenever it comes to cooking, Anuo feels that Yao Ziyan is like a different person. She is meticulous and can't find any shortcomings at all. She is very curious about why Yao Ziyan can master such powerful cooking skills and make it out. The food will be so delicious.

Anno was thinking wildly in his mind.

"Anno, Anno."

"…what?"

Annuo suddenly came back to his senses, and the movements of his hands did not stop when he was in a daze. This belongs to some kind of instinct of the body, and it will take over when the consciousness leaves.

I believe that many people have this experience. On the way home from school, they have been thinking about something in their minds, and they didn’t pay attention to the road under their feet. Finally, when they came back to God, they found that they had returned home inexplicably. It is the subconscious mind that controls the body.