Chat Group Started from Baolian Lantern

Wu Dalang slapped Pan Jinlian across the face.

Vigorously miracle.

Pan Jinlian's pretty face suddenly swelled up.

"Speak, continue to lie, you think I will forget what you said, right?" Wu Dalang said with a sneer: "I have a good memory. I remember everything you said, and now I want to shirk it to Wang Po. Go, I tell you, it's too late!"

"Da Lang, Da Lang, I know I was wrong, you can go around this time, I..." Pan Jinlian hugged Wu Dalang's upper body, pleading with pear blossoms.

That small appearance really makes people cry when they smell it.

Wu Dalang really wanted to forgive her. After all, the adulterer took revenge for everything, so it's okay to keep her.

But considering she's about poisoning herself.

If she really stayed, she might not know when she would poison herself again.

It's hard to guard against, so don't guard against it.

Anyway, I have joined the chat group, and I will be a person with a bright future in the future. I can marry any kind of wife, so why do I need such a femme fatale woman?

"Jinlian, let's go, I hope you will be a good person in your next life." Wu Dalang said softly, and then slapped Pan Jinlian on the head.

"Da Lang, you..."

Before Pan Jinlian could finish her sentence, she lost her breath, let go of her arms holding her thigh, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

Wu Dalang didn't even look at Pan Jinlian, and walked out of Wang Po's house slowly, ignoring the melon-eaters watching the show outside, and walked towards his home.

This is next door, not too far away.

Walking slowly, and soon arrived home.

Wu Dalang pushed open the door and closed the door after walking in. What happened outside had nothing to do with him anymore.

Exactly—

Hide in the small building to form a unified system, regardless of winter, summer and spring and autumn.

Wu Dalang doesn't think about anything now, he just wants to be quiet, he just did such a big event, he was so excited that he was dying, and now his little heart is beating non-stop.

"Brother Dalang, you have done a good job. You have to do things so cleanly. If you have a grudge, you will report it on the spot. You can't bear it!" Wang Duoyu said.

"Brother Wang, just keep talking nonsense. Brother Dalang, he must be feeling very uncomfortable right now. We shouldn't disturb him. Let's all withdraw." Xiao Yan said.

"Hey, Xiao Yanzi, why do you always like to argue with me?" Wang Duoyu said angrily.

"Brother Wang, I'm not talking about it, but telling the truth." Xiao Yan said.

"To tell the truth, you're just arguing with me." Wang Duoyu said angrily.

"Uh, can you two stop arguing?" Zhang Wuji interrupted suddenly: "Brother Dalang needs to rest, so just be yourself and be quiet."

The members of the sand sculpture group feel uncomfortable if they don't quarrel all day. After these people quarreled, Wu Dalang also felt much better. He was just about to say something when a strange and cold voice came from his ear, as if it was a chat group A beep inviting him to join.

But Wu Dalang knew very well that it couldn't be the notification tone of the chat group, because it was not of the same type.

The notification tone of the chat group is cold and ruthless, but this notification sound that suddenly rang in the ear is even colder and merciless than the notification tone of the chat group.

In addition, what the notification tone said was also different from what the chat group said. Although it was also an invitation, it seemed to be an invitation from a particularly scary place...

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Chapter 236 Invitation from Nightmare Dimension

"warn!"

"Number 20200207 Water Margin World, the native Wu Dalang broke the final fate, reversed the ending of death, and now the ruling..."

"The countdown starts, 10, 9, 8..."

"The countdown is over."

"The results of the ruling show—"

"Indigenous Wu Dalang, you have two choices."

"The first option is to join the Nightmare Dimension and fight for the Lord Nightmare God. The second option is to let the Nightmare Lord God erase your memory and restart the Water Margin World numbered 20200207."

"You have 15 minutes to think."

"The countdown starts, 900, 899, 898..."

Wu Dalang suddenly heard this strange voice, which made him feel bad. What do these strange words mean?

Although he joined the dimensional chat group and accepted the basic common sense in the group, Wu Dalang didn't know too much, at least he didn't know about the main god of infinite flow.

At this moment, Wu Dalang didn't feel that the weird voice suddenly sounded beside his ears was an auditory hallucination, but a real existence.

Not long ago, an invitation from the dimensional chat group sounded in his ears. After joining the chat group, he learned about his future destiny, and with the help of enthusiastic group members, he successfully changed his fate against the sky...

Now there is another strange voice in his ears, it sounds like the invitation of the dimensional chat group, if he agrees, he should also join a magical place, but compared to the dimensional chat group, he always feels that this later Something is wrong with the invitation.

Indigenous Wu Dalang?

This was talking about himself, and Wu Dalang also understood what the word "indigenous" meant after accepting the general knowledge of the chat group.

Calling himself an aborigine is obviously looking down on him.