[A Chinese Girl] The high-cold male god is a Buddhist female disciple

[Team] Dreaming of a yellow beam: Qingqing, you have lied to me so miserably

[Team] Qingqing Zijin: Unexpectedly, seeing that you have friends, I should leave the stage too

[Team] Sleeping in a yellow beam dream: Bah, scumbag

[Team] Qingqing Zijin: Second Master, I am a female number [wiping sweat]

At this moment, Mo Qingjia and Qingzhuo have already seen that trumpet with you. The name is a bunch of garbled characters, and it looks like it was typed casually.

Just relying on a trumpet, you really can't see anything.

Of course, she couldn't write a number in vain. The gel pen circled between her slender fingers, and the tip of the pen tapped on a line of numbers on the white paper.This line of words is the phone number and vx number she pried out from the trumpet's mouth.

Jing Zhuo has proved it for you, it is indeed true, but this is still a small number, at best, it is only known to be the number of the inner compartment.

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Wang Yuyu: Big brother, let me call you big brother, it’s okay, it’s time to go online and fight the boss

Qing: no more

Wang Yuyu: What the hell?No more tickets?Don't take the money?

Qing: Are you short of this money?

Wang Yuyu: Yes, we are not bad, we are for the fun of playing games

Wang Yuyu in front of the computer was furious. If it wasn't for the Internet, he would have dragged him out to beat him up.

"Brother, isn't Brother Qing Jia not online?" Wang Qingqing stopped what she was doing and asked him with a tilted head.

Wang Yuyu propped his forehead and said with quite a headache: "We fight, people who are addicted to love, there is simply no cure."

Wang Qingqing pursed her lips and asked coolly, "Aren't you?"

"Fuck off."

Wang Qingqing successfully got a chestnut.

[Team] Dreaming of a Pillow: Man, don’t even think about leaving if you don’t give me a 123 today

Looking at her words, Mo Qingjia could even imagine Su Liangmeng pinching her waist and asking her.

[Team] Qingqing Zijin: o. 0 will tell you later

[Team] A dream of yellow beams: Look at how many promises you have made to me

[Team] A dream of yellow beams: You still have to clear it.

[Team] Qingqing Zijin: I still don't know...

[Team] Sleeping in yellow beams: Then what do you have to do, and set up a nanny account to lurk? [threat with knife]

[Team] Qingqing Zijin: If you don’t know, just promise yourself with your body

[Team] A dream of yellow beams: Bah, who wants you

[Team] Qingqing Zijin: But you are already married, Second Master~

Seeing the little tail on the back of "Second Master", Su Liangmeng felt a chill. She is still angry now that Qingqing lied to her.

I thought that Qingqing Zijin would stop playing games, but in the end, he turned into Qingchi and married himself. Thinking about it, he felt like being played around.

So angry.

【Team】A Dream of Dreams: Angry

[Team] Qingqing Zijin: I was wrong! ! !

[Team] A dream of yellow beams: What's wrong?

[Team] Qingqing Zijin: I shouldn't have kept this from you [wipe away tears]

[Team] A dream of yellow beams: I said why is it so strange

[Team] Qingqing Zijin: What's so strange

[Team] A dream of yellow beams: I took in a cheap apprentice, so enthusiastic to help me find equipment

【System】Hang Ji enters the team

[Team] Qingqing Zijin: Not a cheap apprentice, but a husband

[Team] A dream of yellow beams: Bah, forget it, I forgive you for the sake of helping me find equipment

[Team] A dream of yellow beams: Besides this, what else did you lie to me?

[Team] Qingqing Zijin: Nothing... right?

[Team] Heng Ji: What, what, peanuts?

"Aheng~" Su Liangmeng gave Dongfang Heng a sideways glance. This woman was not enough to watch the whole process by her side, and she had to join the team to watch the excitement. Why did she feel like she was caught in a tryst, and she had a headache.

"Hey, I think you guys had an interesting chat." Dongfang Heng teased with a little uneasiness in his eyes. The way they get along is no different from that of a young couple.Little Qingchong is a girl, she is teased around, Er Mengmeng won't be teased, right?

[Team] A Pillow of Yellow Liangmeng: Alright, alright, it's time to sleep, good night

After Su Liangmeng finished speaking, he went offline, turned his head and gave Dongfang Heng a provocative smile: "We all go offline, let's see where you go to watch the fun."

"Okay, you're ruthless." Dongfang Heng said good night, and also went offline.

Ever since Su Liangmeng knew that Qingchi was Qingqing Zijin, he had obviously become acquainted with her a lot, and there were always endless topics to talk about.

Su Liangmeng always holds her mobile phone in her hands after class, and sometimes even Dongfang Heng is worried for her, fearing that she will accidentally go astray, this road is not easy to walk.

The incident on the post bar intensified. In the game, different people always came to kill Su Liangmeng.

This time, there is no Qingzhuo for you. I don't know if the person who bought the murder knew something or he didn't accept the order to kill Huangliangmeng.

Anyway, life went on as usual.

[Team] Thor: It’s not an option to continue like this

[Team] Heng Ji: There’s no other way, we don’t know who did it

[Team] Young Master Mo: By the way, didn’t you follow Qingchi last time?

[Team] Young Master Mo: Oh shit, I missed a pro, master, hurry up!

[Team] Meowfish: Here we come

[Team] Qingchi: It’s a trumpet, there is no useful information

[Team] Young Master Mo: Cut, spicy chicken

[Team] Dreaming of a yellow beam: Actually, I am used to dying

[Team] Thor: Go out and hide in the wild for a while, I can't afford to provoke you, we can afford to hide

[Team] Aoike: No way, too frustrated

[Team] Heng Ji: So what should we do?

[Team] Meow Fish: Find a way to lure him out, the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, it is too bad for us meow

[Team] Qingchi: Lead the snake out of the hole, pay attention to this

【Team】A dream of yellow beams: OK

[Team] Thor: This is fine

[Team] Young Master Mo: What?What are you talking about?why can't i understand

[Team] Hang Hime: Don’t speak if you don’t understand

……

The plan was finalized in this way, the team is all his own people, and he is not afraid of anyone revealing the secret.

Day by day, with Yizhen Huangliangmeng being killed frequently, she was no longer able to do field missions normally, and the number of bounties for her soul was also increasing. Every time she went to the Nether Division to fight tigers, she wanted to cry without tears , but for the sake of the plan, you have to endure it again.

That trumpet has already attracted the attention of most people because of the frequent bounties offered, and seeing Huangliangmeng avoiding him, he is not like hiding at the beginning, but gradually becomes blatant and blatantly speaking. , I am targeting you.

As for the gang battle, Su Liangmeng was dead enough to be numb, especially when meeting Wuhe's crowd, the puppet doll and Buying Buying crazily laughed at her.She was so arrogant that she seemed to be telling her that the two of them did this, but what can you do?

There were even rumors that they saw that garbled trumpet form a team with Wuhe's Twilight Liancheng.

Who is Twilight Liancheng?

His original name was Qingdeng Gujiu, and he was one of the earliest bigwigs in Qianqiu Sui. He was one of the sources of income for many treasure hunting teams because of the frequent collection of vegetables, equipment, materials, etc., and was affectionately called Qingdeng by everyone. boss.

Later, because of the divorce from my real wife, I stopped playing after I was promoted to 129, and finally went to the Cangbao Pavilion.

The account depreciates, and the price drops again and again.

Later, Sun Jiayu bought it and changed its name to Twilight Liancheng.

And Sun Jiayu has been missing for many days, so it is impossible for Twilight Liancheng to come online again!

Inner Chamber City, Longyuan Jinfu Villa Area.

The elderly guard was lying on a rocking chair drinking hot tea, and beside him sat a man in his thirties, staring outside with a tense expression through the window of the guard's room.

His stern face exuded the air of a successful person, and he didn't look like someone who could do a job like a gatekeeper.But the decadence and fine stubble in his eyes betrayed him.

Perhaps, he was just a poor man who failed in his business, owed a lot of debt, couldn't support his daily expenses, and finally ran away.

"Xiao Xu, don't be nervous, there are only a few households in the villa area, you will recognize them all in two days."

"Okay, Uncle Chen." Xu Yuanzhou was stunned, and his fingers tightly grasped the work pants that had been crumpled a long time ago, his brows and eyes were half closed, and he looked very listless.

Suddenly, Uncle Chen rolled his eyelids, glanced out of the window, saw the red silhouette in the distance, and immediately told Xu Yuanzhou to raise the railing quickly, if it was any later, it would be too late.

After speaking, at the same time as the railing was raised, a big red Ferrari sports car whizzed past the door and disappeared.

"Huh~" Uncle Chen let out a breath, lay back down leisurely again, and taught Xu Yuanzhou, "Remember, this car belongs to the second young master of the Ji family. As long as he comes, he must raise the pole early, otherwise, there will be a You can eat fruit."

"Yes." Only then did Xu Yuanzhou's eyes fluctuate.

"Dad, won't my mother go out for dinner on her birthday?" Ji Rong pushed the door open and put the cake on the coffee table, just in time to see his father Ji Liangping coming out of the kitchen with a plate of braised pork just out of the pan.

"You child, your mother said that it's not a big birthday, the whole family can have a reunion meal." Ji Liangping put down the braised pork, and wiped his hands on the printed apron by the way.

Ji Rong had no intention of going over to help, so he sat down on the large European-style sofa with his heels resting on the coffee table, showing displeasure: "So, my brother who is like wood is coming back too?"

"Little bastard, that's your brother." Another big bowl of sauce-flavored ribs was brought out. Ji Liangping saw his posture, so he came over and gave him a kick before he put it down on the dining table. Learn from your brother."

"Who says it's not, I don't call you brother," Ji Yu pouted, but honestly withdrew his legs, "You're not old, a rigid old professor, who will learn from him."

"Dad, Mom, I'm back." At this time the door was opened again, and a young man with a slicked-back comb, round-frame glasses, and a black suit appeared.He was holding a bouquet of carnations in his arms, with dewdrops on them, it seemed that he had just bought them.

To be honest, just looking at this image, it is indeed a bit like the "rigid old professor" in Ji Rong's mouth.

"Ah Heng is back, sit down quickly, do you want to drink water?"

Ji Liangcai's obviously different attitude towards the two sons successfully made Ji Rong roll his eyes, and he didn't like to see his half-brother even more.

"Brother is back, sit down quickly, do you want to eat?" Ji Yan patted the sofa in front of him with a strange expression.

"No need." Ji Heng smiled gently, as if he didn't feel Ji Rong's intentional squeeze on him, he put the flowers on the coffee table, took off his suit jacket, put it on the clothes rack at the door, rolled up his sleeves, and went The kitchen helped.

"Hmph, I know how to be courteous." Ji Rong let out his nose, dismissive of what he did.

Ji Heng, the deputy head of Fenghuo Beacon, Heng Shanyu.

Without the help of his father, Ji Liangcai, Ji Heng started from scratch, focused on software development, held several listed companies, temporarily gained a foothold in the second-tier companies, and had a faint tendency to compete for the front line.

In addition, he is still a doctoral student returning from overseas, and now he is a specially-appointed professor at the Graduate School of Neixiang University, and he occasionally goes there to give lectures.

Compared to his younger brother who is unlearned and incompetent, Ji Heng is simply a model for other people's children.

The author has something to say:

Here we go again, I've been busy recently, and I've knocked my legs.What's worse is that after knocking, the scars formed on the second day, and the skin on the pants was torn on the third day. When I was working on the fourth day, I was hit by a triangle iron, which hit the wound and broke another piece.Then today, I was riding a bicycle to buy food. A man took his child to ride an electric bicycle in the wrong direction. In order to avoid him, he hit the curb and jumped out of the bicycle. Then, the pedal hit his leg again. , Tears burst out on the spot, I was so miserable, so miserable, so inhuman