Yuanshen, the Beginning of the Incarnation of Tianyuan Qiying!

At the end of the nine in a row, Mr. Zhong Li seems to have hidden his hand, and it has always been counting down

No matter how you think about it, it feels outrageous.

But from

Judging from Yaoyao's experience, she should not be very good at playing, but with her superb luck, she just won

In the end, he became the worst person.

"Yes

Ning Mo said disapprovingly.

After playing for a while, he almost figured out the routine of this game.

Isn't this the trick I used to coax Youlandelle back then?

Take it out and use it to no avail.

I think I never lost in the game back then.

It's just on drawing cards, there are some fees, old Gandi.

Therefore, I am quite familiar with the rules of most games, and I can understand the essence of the game after a little application.

"..."

"I will never play this kind of game with you again, isn't this looking for abuse?"

Yun Jin felt that her game talent was quite low.

Playing games with them is asking for trouble.

"Alright, alright, a lot of people have gathered around, I'm going to start storytelling."

Ningmo looked around and found that they had already arrived, and many people were watching them play chess.

She heard people discussing why the storyteller didn't come.

Now it's time to play yourself.

Ningmo sat up from the stool.

The stool was a bit high, and it didn't drag her skirt on the ground.

The sound of high-heeled shoes sounded, and she walked to the place where the storyteller should be standing with small steps.

Everyone looked at this cute little girl on the stage, who looked familiar, but they felt cute more.

At this time, the sun was slightly tilted, and the sunlight happened to shine on the barrier behind Ningmo.

Through the barrier, the sunlight set off Ning Mo's cheeks in an incomparably holy way.

At this moment, Ningmo is like a fairy in the sky.

Everyone held back their breath, not daring to speak casually, for fear that this peace would be disturbed by themselves.

"Hi everyone, I will be the storyteller this afternoon and tell you a brand new story."

Ning Mo's ethereal and milky voice echoed in everyone's ears.

"it is good!"

Everyone in the audience had only one thought at the moment: this voice is too nice, not only nice but also cute, it feels like the ears are about to become pregnant.

After one person spoke, everyone echoed.

"I've been used to Tian Tiezui's voice for a long time. It's also a good experience to tell a story with a beautiful little girl."

"That's right, that guy can't speak as well as this little girl. You can tell that this little girl is a talented speaker."

Tian Tiezui, who was standing in the crowd, had several question marks on his head.

Good guy, I didn't see you people say that when listening to books before.

How did you fall for a cute and beautiful little girl? What about the trust between people?

Why do I suddenly have a feeling that my status is not guaranteed?

But fortunately, that little girl was only talking all afternoon, otherwise her status might really be lost.

And the little girl hasn't really talked about it yet, who is more skilled, maybe.

"Shenzhou Folding Sword Record

The girl's brisk voice exploded in everyone's ears.

This opening shocked this kind of person.

Then the girl's small cherry mouth slightly opened: "

"In the boundless and rootless darkness, the dead immortals became conscious."

"In the beginning, the newly born consciousness is just like the birth of the world, just a light spot in the void."

"The power of 'it' is still very limited..."

Just a few words, let everyone feel a desolate atmosphere on the field.

A dilapidated human figure emerged in everyone's minds.

Anyone who survived such a serious injury is probably only a fairy.

At this time, everyone was completely attracted by the story, and they didn't pay any attention to it, and they didn't question the accuracy of the story.

Because the story keeps them hooked, and that's enough.

When everyone heard that Shangxian was killed by his disciples, their expressions were full of indignation.

Because in the country of Liyue, the most important thing is human feelings.

The crime of killing a teacher like this, but the law of heaven does not allow the wrath of man and god.

This was very good all of a sudden, and it mobilized everyone's emotions.

Immediately following that ethereal voice, everyone's consciousness seemed to have come to a desert.

The real plot of the story begins.

"The girl's name is Li Sushang, she is the young master of Yijian Villa in Chuanzhong, the real Chiyuan sat down

When Ningmo said this, she paused, took a sip of the tea beside her, so that everyone had a chance to react.

"Go on, go on, my interest has been seduced!"

"Yeah, yeah, it sure sounds like a rare story!"

"This is the best story I've ever heard in my life!"

Everyone urged Ning Mo one after another.

But Shen He and Zhong Li, who were sitting on the chairs, were in deep thought.

Because they knew that Ningmo's fairy name was "Chiyuan".

What is Ningmo's intention in telling this story?

Is it possible that it is purely just thinking about mouth addiction and bringing yourself into this story?

But from the rhythm of the first half of the story, this is a very long story.

It's not something that can be told in a day or two, and it's a well-thought-out story.

This story seems to be like someone who has experienced it personally, and it can generally make people feel personally on the scene.

"I didn't expect Miss Ningmo's story to be so subtle and interesting. I'm sure!"

Xing Qiu suddenly appeared beside Yun Jin.

"Young Master Xingqiu, it turns out that you are also interested in what I said here."

Yun Jin didn't show much surprise.

After all, Xingqiu often makes himself think of some weird stories.

Then he must be a fan of this aspect.

"Of course I am where there are novel stories. I will not let go of any novel stories, especially the stories told by Miss Ningmo, which are so moving and immersive."

Xing Qiu praised Ning Mo without hesitation.

It can be said that the story told by Ningmo is the only one he has seen in his life, and it is definitely one of the best stories that have appeared in the past few decades.

Immediately afterwards, Ningmo began to tell the next story.

The sound on the field became quiet again, except for Ning Mo's ethereal voice echoing on the field, the others dared not take a breath for fear of missing this wonderful story.

"The man remained motionless, undecided, as if everything except this coffin had nothing to do with him..."

"Foretelling what will happen in the future, please go to Wanwen Collection House to buy "Shenzhou Sword Record" in half a month!"

Ningmo glanced at it. It was just approaching evening at this time, and the people in the audience had already crowded the entire venue.

This moment is the best publicity effect.

That's right, she wants to write a book, to write the story about Fu Hua.

Although there are not many descriptions about Fu Hua in Shenzhou Zhejianlu, it can reflect a story of Fu Hua.

"Miss, are you still coming here to talk tomorrow? We really can't wait for half a month."

There was a lot of wailing in the audience.

Everyone is looking forward to the later story, but Ningmo has made up her mind.

The main reason is that today, the storyteller will probably ask her to come here to talk about it tomorrow.

And she is not so thick-skinned to continue to force, even if it is a different place.

But first you can hand over the follow-up chapters to the storyteller and let him tell it.

"It's very late today, and I have to go home for dinner, but I can still tell you about the background of the fairy who came out of the story."

Seeing that everyone in the audience was very excited, let's take this opportunity to tell everyone about Fu Hua's life and resume.

"The Immortal, also known as Chiyuan Daoist, is immortal and has an eternal beauty. The people regard him as the guardian of China, and among the rivers and lakes, he has been recognized as a martial artist for thousands of years.

"There are many opinions about the origin of the immortal, but there are two opinions about her appearance that I can agree with."