Vol 12 Chapter 1541: This is an account

Fang Lang smiled suddenly.
Then he talked to himself happily with a three-point intoxication.
"Anyway, this situation seems very interesting. At least so far everything is fine!"
Humph!
Almost immediately when Fang Lang's voice fell, a leisurely snort suddenly sounded in the distance.
Fang Lang was shocked.
Look around quickly.
But no one was seen.
This cold snort is not only made by someone, but also inadvertently when the wind blows over the plants.
I thought about it.
Fang Lang raised his foot in the waist-high pale purple water, and walked towards the abnormal sound without hesitation.
Just walked two steps.
The image in front of me is suddenly distorted.
In an instant.
Read it again.
The surrounding environment has completely changed.
I was obviously sitting on the metal machinery of the underground dream training ground.
stand up.
But I found that the limbs and joints were already a bit stiff.
Five young roommates have been missing for a long time.
Walk out of the training ground alone.
After entering the lobby on the first floor.
Qin Jiazheng stopped immediately, five young roommates were already waiting for him in the hall.
No one is missing.
Three days, Guge, you have spent three days in your dream game.
Before Fang Lang could ask, Feng Jian was the first to shout in amazement.
"It's midnight on the third day. If you don't come out anymore, we are all ready to apply for forced entry into the underground dream training ground and take you out directly."
Bai Zhou calmed his face, lowering Feng Jian's voice.
Hearing such complaints, Fang Lang was very curious, and then scratched his head in embarrassment and whispered.
"I can't help it. I seem to have suffered retribution. As soon as I entered the dream of the game, I was picked out by the teacher, and then followed by a group of test players."
"This time I entered the dream of a game. In fact, I didn't create anything. I have been hiding from the hope of successfully getting rid of more and more suitors with higher and higher hatred values. At least in my opinion, this does not seem to be It will take too long."
"If you don't say it, I'm afraid I thought I just worked all day."
Qian Bao asked nonchalantly with a curious expression on his face.
When you enter your dream, will you be chased by a group of people?
Hearing this question, Fang Lang's eyes suddenly experienced violent fluctuations.
There was some distress and confusion on her face.
Qian Bao's question has no answer.
Because he really doesn't remember.
Why do you say that being chased by a group of people in your dream is retribution?
Is it because who has suffered such retaliation?
What is the specific content of retribution?
Although this is just a random language, I have considered it carefully. From an indistinguishable perspective, this is a bit strange.
A burst of flowers came from outside the hall again when Fang Lang was in chaos.
Hehe! Originally scratching his head inexplicably, this moment turned into a simple scratching smirk.
"How can you laugh now?"
Wang Tianci was very angry.
Then he let out an angry roar.
Fang Lang was taken aback by Wang Tianci's state.
I don't understand Wang Tianci's anger at all. Why is this happening?
. . .
Before Fang Lang could react, Wang Tianci hated iron for not making steel, and patted Fang Lang on the back, continuing to scold him.
"Do you know that your girlfriend contacted each of us yesterday, and when she learned that you were addicted to fantasy games, she was already very angry."
"At the same time, she said harsh words to each of us. If you can't make an appointment to her house tomorrow, she has been talking for a long time. If you want to see your future in-laws like you, you You don't have to go to her house anymore!"
"Don't you know how bad your girlfriend is to us?"
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Every time he said a word, Wang Tianci patted Fang Lang's back.
The camera couldn't stop at all.
It seems I wish I could slap him right away.
Now shoot him directly to someone else's house.
"Girlfriend?"
Fang Lang stood silently, repeating three familiar and unfamiliar words at the lowest volume.
Then, the sky began to sweat like rain.
It seems that these three words have some magic power.
The object it represents is more terrifying than disaster.
Come on, drink a bottle of water pressure!
Wang Tianci and the other five young roommates were not surprised by Fang Lang's performance, but they were full of sympathy and understanding.
Li Long became more considerate and handed Fang Lang a bottle of water.
Fang Lang unscrewed the bottle cap coldly.
After drying this bottle of pure water in one breath.
Not only did the country fail to restore peace, it was even more frantic.
Turn around.
I sincerely made a beautiful request to five young roommates.
"Hit me!"
"Better knock me down!"
Otherwise, the good news will definitely make me "excited" and sleepless all night!
Before the words were over, the five young roommates remained motionless in front.
boom.
Low voice.
Fang Lang reached out and touched the back of his head.
He covered the back of his head with an incredible face, and fainted instantly.
The five young roommates were afraid to stay where they were and did not dare to move.
Fang Lang fainted to the ground.
Behind him was a girl with a cold knife. She was so cool and extremely handsome. I don't know when she was less than one meter away.
The girl sighed coldly and solemnly.
Why would anyone ask to beat him?
I have never heard such a beautiful request.
"So I, Ye He, make an exception not to cut off any of your arms. On the contrary, I just hit the back of your head with a scabbard, which almost completely satisfied the wonderful request you just made." Wang Tianci and the other four teenagers are all green.
At the same time, he showed an expression of dissatisfaction, daring to be angry but afraid to speak.
But Feng Jian became excited instantly.
With his chin resting on his hands, he looked like a loyal little fan brother and shouted.
"Wow! Ye He, the master of Tao, is the same age as us, lives are different!"
"I admire you very much. Can you sign my name? It's better to use your knife to engrave your name on my back!"
brush.
Ye Lian glanced at Feng Jian extremely indifferently.
Feng Jian suddenly lost its power.
I dare not say any more.
Don David!
The long knife was pulled out of its sheath.
The tip of the knife pointed directly at Fengjian's nose.
It has less than half a grain of rice near the tip of its nose.
The wind sword flashed cold sweat crazily.
But Ye He suddenly looked at He Wen coldly as if he hadn't seen his fear. ..