Chapter 3775: The wronged songwriter (70)

"Okay, let's go to the men's clothing store first."
At the same time he promised to say something, Tang Guo took out his mobile phone. The mobile phone was in video calls with people in the group, but she put it in her bag. Therefore, as soon as the people in the group heard the voice of Hua Yan, they knew that it was the dead skinny who had come to Tang Guo's side again.
I often used the science popularization of the friends in the group, and Shangguan Yungu also knew that there was a person with a special face who had been following the uncle. In his world, the person with a dead skinny face is Mei Shangzhi. It is said that his identity in each world is different, but he will accurately find the uncle, and use the peacock to open the screen to attract the uncle. Attention, thus stuck to the side of the uncle.
Thinking of Mei Shangzhi's cheeky, Shangguan Yungu was also a little hard to say.
"Hey, Guo Guoer, are you video linking with people?" Hua Yan saw Tang Guo's mobile phone interface and found that there were many people on it. "Are these people playing role-playing? That person is playing Wia in the scenic spot? ?"
The person who Huayan said was Shangguan Yungu, because he had just arrived in the immortal world, and now he was faced with the struggle for resources every day to improve his strength, so most of them were flying.
"I don't care that I didn't see the line, and there seems to be other people around playing Avia." Hua Yan stared at Tang Guo's phone, "Maybe the pixels are not good."
When Hua Yan saw that Shangguan Yungu had a fight, she was a little dazed: "Are the amateurs so good now? Not only do they have to play, but also fight, not...that Is the sword real?"
Hua Yan blinked and looked at someone at Shangguan Yungu's side directly falling from the air. For a while, she was a little speechless.
[Shangguan Yungu]: Master, did I do something wrong?
He is subconscious and wants to show everyone the excitement. Video calls can also be changed from the perspective of his mind. He just shared it with everyone, and there was another fight.
Now seeing Hua Yan's look very awkward, he felt that he had done something wrong.
Hua Yan came back to his senses: "Guoguoer, who are these people, how do I feel that the picture just now doesn't look fake?"
"He is called Shangguan Yungu, my nephew."
"What is it for?" Hua Yan asked again.
Tang Guo didn't conceal it. She felt that the rhetoric should be able to accept it well. Now she is not used to it, she will get used to it if she reads it more. She couldn't, every time she had a video call with her friends, she would do it behind her back? Not so necessary.
"He is a monk. He is currently in the immortal world. The picture you saw just now is that he wants to show everyone the excitement."
Hua Yan squeezed Tang Guo's hand, his eyes fell on the faces of the others: "What about them?"
He seems to have understood something, these people are not playing role-playing.
"This is Marguerite, a gentle and lovely dark magician." Tang Guo pointed to Marguerite and introduced.
"This is Brother Ziyun, alchemist."
"Brother Chi Xiao, refiner."
"Harold, a very powerful magician. That is Ellen, a swordsman."
"That young lady in a white dress is Misty and a monk. She looks more informal, messy and handsome. It is a silver ring or a monk."
"What about them?"