Chapter 224: This is a game 4

Chapter 224 This is a game 4
As a result, the World Communication Channel jingled bellow at this time. This is an independent channel similar to a Jianghu chat room. This game space is very vast. In an extremely realistic environment of cultivation, it is specially designed to provide players from all over the world with an extra A platform for exchanging news, commonly known as Xiuzhen Daily.
"Beyond the nickname, the peerless sword moves all things and reappears in the arena, and the sword bearer is actually a beautiful woman!"
"Hahaha absolutely impossible. It must be the cold-shocking nonsense. Last time he bragged that he had learned this sword technique! As a result, he confronted the great disciple of the Apocalypse Sect and was beaten!"
"Hey, don't tell me, the person who posted the news is really the Leng Shanhua! Untrustworthy or untrustworthy!"
"However, Leng Xiaohua emphasized that he had never seen such a beautiful woman. I was really curious."
"Hey, don't believe what he said. What beauty? He probably has never seen a real beauty."
"I am very interested in this. This game has revealed the true faces of all the players since I couldn't quit. The so-called goddesses, hahaha, are all active, laughing to death."
"Hahaha, yes yes, just say who..."
Gradually speaking, the building crooked.
Leng Danhua naturally saw the discussion with everyone, his face flushed, and he hurriedly closed his daily self-cultivation daily, and said a little bit narrowly: "This, that...I didn't mean to reveal the secrets, I'm sorry. I sometimes My mind will be quivering. However, I said that you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen, which is the truth."
Tian Miao took a sip of wine and said calmly: "It's okay. Thank you for the compliment."
Leng Xiaohua smiled silly, and saw that Tian Miao was really not angry and caressed, and then he was relieved.
After the two were full of food and drink, Leng Xiaohua paid, and then followed Tianmiao to the mass grave together.
In fact, as soon as he left the town, Tianmiao felt the raging demonic energy, especially the tree-lined path leading to the mass graves, while Leng Xiaohua looked okay. It seemed that only she could feel this thing. To.
The surroundings were very quiet. Leng Xiaohua was a person who could suffocate herself to death without speaking for a while. He couldn't help asking, "Miss, what do you do in reality?"
"Huh? The shop owner." Tian Miao replied. It is true that the illegal shop owner is correct.
Leng Danhua exclaimed: "Hey, successful people! I really have a different temperament from other people! And I, just a younger brother writer, like to write novels, I recently wrote a new book "Magic Shadow". After I go out, I can take a look at my face, okay? But because this broken game cannot be offline, I have been disconnected for a long time. I don’t know if the readers will miss me if I have only one point? Sword me?"
"Good." Tian Miao spit out a word.
Leng Xiaohua was chattering all the way. Most of the time, Tianmiao just um, or to answer. Later, he simply blocked him from speaking. Really, the amount of talk is really painful.
After walking for about 20 minutes, the scenery of the boulevard suddenly changed and turned into various scorched trees. In front of them was a wasteland, large and small tomb bags, and various sacrificial supplies and flying paper money to remind them. The funeral is here.
(I am also a younger brother writer, oooh, I also want to break the watch, but I am afraid you will cut me with a forty-meter knife! I dare not.)
(End of this chapter)