When the patriarchs, elders, patriarchs, aristocratic families, etc. brought their own disciples to communicate, in just one night, nearly three thousand people were deeply addicted to the magical comic book.
They have read all kinds of storybooks, but the description of the text needs to be supplemented by their own brains, but they have never seen it. A story can be shown in front of them in the form of painting, and it is clear at a glance, even the characters. His inner description and fighting spirit can be vividly displayed, which is amazing.
More importantly, the characters are colorful and vivid, and each stroke is full of beauty. They soon became deeply infatuated with the wonderful destiny of seven people in that different world.
There were three thousand people who stayed up all night. Of course, Zhou Shan was the same. He was waiting for dawn and had to find Feng Xuanyi. Otherwise, he would be slaughtered by two sisters. The cousin might be laughing, but his brains Gu Jing, who lacks a string, might really dare.
Chi Yanzong.
"Xiao Liu, why did you look listless and didn't sleep well last night?" The third elder of Chi Yanzong looked at the dark circles on his disciple's eyes and asked strangely.
"No, Tu'er is full of energy, but when I first came to Shangguan's house, don't you feel uncomfortable." The young man named Xiaoliu quickly said.
"That's good, the game will officially start in some days. During this period, you should run to the trial field more to learn from other sects and gain experience."
"Yes, Master, the disciple Dingdang will live up to Master's cultivation."
"With this heart, I am very relieved to be the teacher. By the way, why do you have to tie a red ribbon on your arm?"
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Yun Lanzong.
"Senior Brother Ning Chuan, why did you tie a ribbon on your sleeve today? It's still red? What are you going to do, don't you hook up with a younger sister, let's go, Senior Brother will check it out for you."
"Nothing, big brother, hurry up and prepare for the game, leave me alone."
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From the Fire Palace.
"Sister Zi Yan, you heard the explanation. Yesterday I really forgot about my appointment. Yes, it was the palace lord. It was your father who forced me to practice."
"Edit, continue editing, my father obviously went to drink with a few old friends last night, and he didn't come back until dawn. When did he force you to practice?"
"It may be that I have forgotten the time in my own practice."
"Just you with two bags under your eyes. Are you sure you are cultivating? A liar, you must give me a perfect explanation, otherwise, otherwise I will ignore you again, hey, people, bastards, where are you going? , And don't coax others."
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The day was still bright, there were still many people, Su Yan still pushed his cart from the other side, damn Cao Shi, arranged for him to be a five-person room, one of them snored all night, and the other was polished. Tooth for a night, one fart for the whole night, one to talk a night of dreams, and another, Su Yan, squatting on the Chase shop, sitting with bloodshot eyes open all night.
He must go out as soon as possible, go out to settle down, sleep in the inn, even if sleeping on the roof of the building to feed mosquitoes is better than this, so at dawn, he took two dark circles to go shopping, to be precise, to find an opportunity.
Today’s competition venue, the number of people is not reduced. Yesterday, even more, all the sects are communicating and discussing. When the real competition comes, nothing will happen to them. Therefore, they are seizing the time of these few days. Learn more about the strengths of other sects, explore their weaknesses, learn from each other, and make progress together.
Today, there are hundreds of thousands of people, but when one person appears weird, it is not surprising, but thousands of people are like this, which is curious.
They have different clothes and obviously belong to different sects, but the same thing is that they all have a red ribbon wrapped around their right arm and two dark circles under their eyes, and they look anxious.
Overnight, they watched the entire upper part. At the most critical moment, it was gone. They finally believed what the book seller said: "Too thick? Soon you will feel thin."
When they saw like-minded people, and after confirming each other's eye circles and ribbons, they came together with regret and gave a big hug to show their comfort.
In this way, a group of "Panda Man" with red ribbons began to get together, and the number of people increased. One by one was not exhausted, but quarreled fiercely for the next plot.
Who is the bad guy and who is the good guy? I took out my own book and turned to a certain page as evidence. In the end, a group fight was developed by one-on-one fights. Then everyone looked at this group from different places and different The pandamen of the sect scuffled together, yelling'Ling Weifeng','Yi Lanzhu','Eight Armed Nezha','Three Demon of the Western Regions','Tiandihui' and so on, and so on they didn't understand.
When Su Yan, the general leader of the pandas, came, blinking his panda eyes, watching tens of thousands of onlookers watch the beating of thousands of people. When the individual was wearing the red ribbon on his arm, he suddenly swallowed involuntarily. How did he feel that something was wrong? Did he get into trouble again
[Anchor, anchor, aren’t these your regular customers? 】
[Indeed, there are some faces I know, old handsome, but now they are playing badly. 】
Su Yan originally wanted to stop, but was afraid of being beaten, because a large number of golden guards had already arrived, and after the strong suppression, they all took away.
Without saying anything, Su Yan quickly found a corner, put on his moire white clothes, pulled off the fake beard, and took out the folding fan. The whole person instantly changed from a poor diao to a tall, rich and handsome. Now, even if those people confessed I don't know him anymore.
Su Yan once again mixed into the crowd, taking a long sigh of relief, originally thinking that I could sell more money today, God knows what this group of people are doing, and they started fighting. Isn't this ruining my place
"Brother Feng? What about your beard, oh, I didn't expect you to be as handsome as mine!" Su Yan is walking, preparing to sell perfume like a girl in another identity. After all, the perfume you brought back is still There are many, a big man who always carries these things, and can't drink them, it is better to sell them early.
There are so many girls here, and there are always types they like. Of course, if there is a rich second-generation like the flower protector, the price should be higher. The album can't be sold, at least today. Moreover, I have left. The lower middle and lower parts are gone, and they can’t understand them even if they are sold.
Just when Su Yan happened to look at a girl, he trimmed the breasts of her clothes. Before taking two steps, she was slapped on the shoulder, looking at a familiar face with dark circles looking at him in surprise, Su Yan waved his hand impatiently.
"Brother, you have admitted wrong, my surname is Wang, not Feng." Su Yan was about to leave, but Zhou Shan held him back.
"Don’t, Brother Feng, I’m Zhou Shan, the one you bought me the book yesterday, you forgot, although you have changed a lot, I Zhou Shan has an innate talent, which is all things. After it, I won't forget it in a year, let alone only one night." Zhou Shan earnestly said the truth.
Su Yan squinted his eyes for a long time, and then he was overjoyed. It turned out that Jin Jiawei caught someone just now, and there was a fish that slipped through the net, and it was still a regular customer.
"It turned out to be Brother Zhou, I'm lucky enough to meet, how about it, is the book yesterday enjoyable?" (End of this chapter)