Chapter 1487: Blindfold King 1

Xiao Yiyi's words made Xi Yan's happy mood two points more happy.
"That's really something to celebrate." Xi Yan reached out and touched Xiaoyi billion's head.
Although Xiao Yiyi was struck by his head, it felt a little weird, as if he were a pet touched by his host, but when a soft touch came from his head, he felt nothing important.
The host touched his head so tenderly, it was really confusing ~~~
[The host, do you want to take a break or just go directly to the next plane? Hmm ~ when my point level reaches the top 10 million, I can take you out! 】
"Go out?" Xi Yan captured such an important point, "Where to go?"
[This is a room. There is a main square outside the room. There are many rooms like this outside the square! Every room has a host and system! When the system level reaches a certain level, you can take the host out to play together, otherwise the system can only go out alone. Xiaoyi billion explained.
At that time, in order to ask the mainline task to become a sideline task, she went out of the room to find other system brothers and sisters to ask the situation!
"Oh ..." Xi Yan narrowed his eyes.
The longer she spends time in the Lord's space, the more she finds it elusive.
Not only a new concept emerged-dark space, but also let her know that there is also a main square outside.
That being said, the space managed by the Lord God is actually similar to the training ground? Can it be guessed that there is a "real" Lord God world outside the Lord God Square?
Just like making a cricket, let countless systems and hosts fight in the main square. Finally, the system with the highest points and the host stand out, and then go out to gather with the first place in the other main space to carry out a new round. To compete?
Xi Yan's thinking diverged a bit far away.
[Host, host? ] Xiao Yiyi's voice pulled her back.
"Um." Xi Yan took his hand off Xiaoyiyi's head and said with a smile: "No rest, just go to the next plane."
【it is good! 】
The familiar vertigo hit him, Xi Xi closed his eyes unconsciously.

There are many people in the subway passage, and many people stay here.
Some are singing while holding a broken microphone, while others are playing the guitar while sitting on a stool.
Some people seem to make a living selling songs, and in front of them there is a bowl with coins or banknotes from passers-by.
Some people seem to experience life and strengthen their stage confidence through street sales. There is no bowl in front of them, because they don't live on sales.
But this man is weird.
He didn't sing very loudly, and his head was deeply lowered. If he hadn't walked to him, he would never have heard that he was singing.
He didn't use any other instruments, he sang with a low voice, and his voice was blocked by other singers, but he didn't care.
"Well, look at that, isn't that salesman over there like Qin Ze?"
"Qin Ze? You mean the Qin Ze who was revealed to be trying to murder Xu Qiu but ended up blinding himself?"
"Yeah yeah! I don't know if he is Qin Ze if he lowers his head, but I think his temperament is quite similar ..."
"What kind of temperament is there? What kind of temperament does a man with such a bad mind have? I don't know why Xu Tianwang did not send Qin Ze to prison!