Chapter 42: Fan Support Group

　　 In today's society, poor people such as Meng Jingtian, because robots replace a lot of labor and live on government subsidies.
　　Wealthy people such as Zhang Defa, relying on the accumulation of their ancestors, have huge industries, and continue to converge their wealth in all aspects of life and entertainment. Money is only a number for them.
　　The sudden money smashed Meng Jingtian.
　　 He also tried to use games to earn money to subsidize his life, but at most it was only a few thousand to tens of thousands, or hundreds of thousands of alliance currencies.
　　 How long has this "Tomorrow" been running, and it has brought him such benefits!
　　 As expected, do the best!
　　 At this time, Meng Jingtian couldn't help but made up his mind. In those games, although he was not bad at all, he was a tall one among the short ones.
　　 The great in the eyes of ordinary players, but the ordinary players in the eyes of great gods.
　　 Now, he is ready to move and put his goal on the first person in the game!
　　 Meng Jingtian opened the ranking list and looked at Nangonglin, who was closely following him. There was a faint war in his eyes.
　　 Nangong Qi is already level 36, only one level lower than him, and the difference between this level is still because I just swept the boss!
　　 As the level gets higher and higher, more and more experience is required to upgrade, and it becomes more and more difficult to upgrade the level.
　　 But since I sit on the throne of this "first", I don't want to drive myself down!
　　 Meng Jingtian carried the Buddha Sword and hurried out of the city without stopping. He was going to the Black Crow Forest to level up, and he was just in time to explore the blood demon palace stronghold when he reached the level.
　　 It’s just that when I walked to the gate of the city, I was surprised.
　　Wang Sisi, wearing a pale pink dress, held a sign he didn't know where he got from, and the three characters "Meng Jingtian" on it were particularly prominent.
　　 Upon seeing him appear, Wang Sisi immediately held up a sign and shouted Meng Jingtian's name in surprise: "Meng Jingtian! Meng Jingtian!"
　　 Meng Jingtian's mouth twitched, looking at the conspicuous sign that Wang Sisi was waving in his hand, and a few black lines drooping down his forehead, it was so embarrassing for Nima, right?
　　 Meng Jingtian wanted to rush over to cover Wang Sisi's mouth and drag him away, asking her where she got this broken thing.
　　 But without waiting for him to implement the plan, with Wang Sisi's voice, a large number of players suddenly looked towards Meng Jingtian, and then they all rushed towards this side as if they had found their prey.
　　 Most of these players are female players with low levels, and there are also a few male players.
　　 At this time, he was like a star chaser from a hundred years ago, his face was full of excitement, his teeth and claws were screaming.
　　 "This Nima...the demons are dancing!" Meng Jingtian's mouth twitched, watching the players flooding him like a flood, and couldn't help running away.
　　 "Huh! Huh!" Meng Jingtian ran for half a city, panting heavily, how did he feel like he was suddenly in the end times, chased by a large group of zombies?
"Boss!" In Wenxiang Building, in a private room, a group of Temple Killers who were discussing the assassination were also disturbed by the excitement on the street. A killer walked to the window and looked at him, turning his head and shouting at Ran Zaian weirdly .
　　 "Bang!" Ran re-an looked at it and threw the tea cup in his hand on the ground with anger.
　　 "Ding! The system prompts that you have damaged a Wenxianglou teacup, and the system deducts 100 gold coins!"
　　 "Make him proud, see how long he has been proud! I don't know how low-key, I don't know how many "great gods" like this I have seen. Which one will not fall soon?" Ran Zaian said uncomfortably.
　　 ten years! He, who once dreamed of breaking into a world in the game so that no one would know his name, took ten years to achieve this.
　　 only created the myth of killing the temple!
　　 Why did this kid step on the Temple of Killing in just a few days and become an existence that no one knows in the game?
　　 Ran Zaian is undoubtedly jealous, jealousy twists him, and may blind him.
　　 If Meng Jingtian knew what he was thinking at this time, he would have to jump and yell at his nose.
　　 Which eye do you have to look at the labor and capital proud? This is obviously panic! Is it good to panic?
　　 "The player who placed the order is called Bai Wensheng? Keep it to me! I want him to stay in Linbin City forever!" Then, as if knowing that it would be useless to lose his temper here, Ran Zaian ordered.
　　 Several killers looked at each other, and one of them reminded: "That's not good, right? If it spreads out, the reputation of killing the temple might be..."
　　 "If it weren't for him, how could Killing the Temple have come this far? I place an order and kill him! Is that okay?" Ran Zaian said furiously. At this time, he was just trying to vent his anger.
　　 Meng Jingtian left the city through another gate of Xuanwu City, and the secret chat messages kept ringing, and he had already blocked it.
　　Wang Sisi had no choice but to chase behind and shout: "Meng Jingtian, don't run! We just formed a fan group for you."
　　 "Yes! Great God, sign me! What are you running, we won't eat you again!"
　　 "Great God, I don't want your signature, this is the blood medicine I made, and I will send you to level it!"
　　 "Great God, do you want us to help? There are so many beauties!"
　　 Meng Jingtian gave a wry smile~EbookFREE.me~ Hearing this noise, his head almost exploded.
　　 Sure enough, all these things have advantages and disadvantages. His reputation has brought him a lot of benefits and a lot of trouble!
　　 "呱呱～" A scream of crows rang out, and Meng Jingtian relied on his extraordinary agility to successfully get rid of the fans behind him and rushed into the black crow forest.
　　 Immediately, the silence of the forest was broken, and the fan group headed by Wang Sisi was blocked by the scavenger monster group. With their level, they couldn't brush the level 30 scavenger.
　　 Meng Jingtian breathed a sigh of relief, walked inside the forest, and clicked on the friends interface. You can see a few friends on it, almost all of which have sent several messages to himself.
　　 Meng Jingtian only clicked on Cai Minghou’s dialogue box, and saw that the message he sent was also about the video on the forum, congratulations on his fame.
Meng Jingtian smiled bitterly, then went back to the message and said, "Don't mention it! It seems that I will disappear for a while. Do you think Wang Sisi is all right? Give me a fan group and bring a large number of people to chase me. Yeah!"
　　 "Big celebrity, unfortunately to tell you, you are more than one fan group!" Cai Minghou quickly replied.
　　 "There are already five on the forum alone!"
　　 Meng Jingtian was startled: "Isn’t it just a fight with the Seven Kills and won? The Seven Kills are so powerful, it’s not like this before!"
　　 Meng Jingtian was very speechless and puzzled.
　　 Cai Minghou could see clearly, and explained: "The reputation of seven kills is also achieved step by step. As a temple killer, it is common for a dragon to see the head but not the tail. There must be a lot of worshipers, but it is not as exaggerated as you."
　　 "It's you, a little-known, suddenly becoming famous will naturally become like this! What's more, what you defeated is not a seven kill, but a temple!"