Ghost Corps

Although Qianshan Niaofei was aggrieved by his greatness, the news that he broke through layers of blockades and reached the top of China became a hot post on the China Forum the next day.

The person who posted the post was not Qianshan, nor his White Church, but an ID of the Windmill Party. However, the three families are of the same clan, so it doesn't matter.It's just that the post doesn't look like a random post by a player, but a clear format title that catches people's attention, and the content is advanced layer by layer. At the end, there is a malicious point of "Huaxia's magic clothes may have to change its name", which is complete enough and inciting. , Enough scheming, professional promotional stickers.The only strange thing is that the screenshots used are not from Qianshan’s perspective, but from the audience’s perspective below the city tower, so it’s definitely not provided by Qianshan himself, it’s either a good-for-nothing person in the top server, or there is a trumpet mixed in at the time below in the Holy Land of Light in the audience.

But it doesn’t matter anymore, the time-space rift opened for the first time, and the top of Huaxia, known as the god’s suit, was slapped, and it was still such a loud sound, the players in the Holy Land of Light were excited, and the foreign server players onlookers were also excited Yes, with all sorts of small excitements, the post was made into a high fever, and the building below was built to thousands of floors in a blink of an eye. The wind of public opinion is gloating and happy to see the top server being slapped in the face, but there are also a few top server players I can't see it, and I left the sarcasm of "what's so exciting, PK is just a dog escape", but unfortunately it was quickly annihilated in the new high-speed floors.

It was ten o'clock in the morning, the most energetic time of the day, and the comrades in ghost costumes were all online except for fighter jets, your uncle who was going to work, ladyboys, lunatics, and lunatics who wanted to make money. Naturally, they also had to go to the forum to watch.

What, you are more energetic at eight o'clock in the morning than at ten o'clock?

Sorry, the kids are still awake.

"It's strange, why didn't Qianshan say a word." Everyone in YY was discussing in full swing, and 438 suddenly said, "I've already seen the [-]th floor."

Fang Zheng was carefully researching which camp under the city tower the screenshot in the post came from. He was a little surprised when he heard 438 say this: "He really didn't come out?"

"It probably didn't end well, and I'm just aggrieved." Xue Niu's analysis hit the nail on the head.

With that guy's character who is not afraid of being the most expensive but also being the most popular, yesterday's way of exiting the stage would really hurt him internally, so it is understandable that he was so quiet.If he thinks about it this way, maybe it wasn't his original intention to post. After all, with Qian Shan's personality, posting after a complete victory is more enjoyable. This kind of climbing activity that leaves a tail that makes people criticize is really not perfect.

The conjectures of the comrades in ghost clothes were quickly confirmed.

Around lunchtime, the post was still on the front page because people continued to reply, so 438 went to browse again on a whim, and unexpectedly found a comment from Qianshanniaofeijue ID——

Posted by: Dutch Chamber of Commerce

Theme: Bright Holy Land reaches the top of China!God clothes?hehe.

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Respondent: Qianshanniaofeijue

Reply content: [Reply to 987#果果呵哒] You're the fucker! ! ! !

Originally, no one paid attention to the comments of several top service IDs. Even if they read them, they were treated as dirty water that refused to admit defeat.As a result, the real master came forward, and replied in such a face-saving way, so the troublemakers boiled over, and carefully picked out all the floors related to "Gou Dun", and packed a reply for an explanation--Niao Dun heard about it, Which school or school is definitely a new term for dog escape?

The few posters probably didn't pay attention, and they left early, but more top server players who were still watching watched Qianshan change the direction of the wind.

At this point, I have been playing with all the top servers, whatever the Holy Land of Light, and a new post was published——"The power cord of the host was pulled loose by a dog, and the PK was defeated without a fight. The TOP1 that China has never heard of in ten years of operation!"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

In the Internet age, the news that the masses like doesn't need to be detailed and objective, they just need to be happy to hear it, and the "face-slapped faction" headed by players from the top of China finally found a chance to slap them back, and they are so bloody that they can't wait to reply Gai Lou yelled "Hey, hey, hey".Therefore, the haha ​​post was built up at a rate of more than ten floors per second, which was likely to exceed the promotional post of the Dutch Chamber of Commerce.

How could the Dutch Chamber of Commerce show weakness, and immediately organized people to continue posting their own posts, steadily suppressing new posts with the previously accumulated popularity.

Comrades in ghost suits naturally love haha ​​more, and in addition to being sleepy and lazy in the afternoon, they just do something that doesn't require thinking, so all the members join the battle to clear the building.

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438: "You don't need to scroll, the leader, our post has already reached the top of the post of the Dutch Chamber of Commerce."

Fang Zheng: "That can't be slack, according to the urine nature of the Bright Holy Land, it will definitely not give up easily."

438: "But the administrator has already pinned the post haha."

Your sister & Diamond & Fifth Brother & Blood Bull: "..."

Xiaoniao: "The moderator's spare time life is also very boring..."

However, there is something more boring than a moderator——

Posted by: Professional Onlookers

Topic: PK was defeated without a fight by a dog tearing the power cord of the mainframe, TOP1 unheard of in Huaxia's ten years of operation!Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

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Reply content: Call Qianshan Call Qianshan!Take your Erha out for a while!

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Reply content: [Reply 549#Qianshanniaofeijue] So handsome!so hot!But you can upload several pictures at one time instead of posting one.

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It is not known how many photos of his dog are stored in Qianshan's computer, but the people in the Huaxia Forum have all felt his deep love for him.

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The summit of the Holy Land of Light allowed everyone to see the ultimate significance of the space-time tunnel, so in the next few days, the group server scuffled.Not to mention, there are actually a few servers who have successfully climbed to the top of other houses. The top of Huaxia has not been beaten in the face again, but the Holy Land of Light has slapped dragons and tigers in the face again. It is Qianshan who climbed to the top. Everyone who challenged was hit and miss.However, Guangming Holy Land simply posted notices and screenshots, and did not want to publicize it like the first time. At the same time, according to reliable internal sources, Qian Shan was ordered to ban the forum for a month.

There is no successful climb to the top of Huaxia, because they have been organizing revenge in the past few days, but no matter whether it is each organization or three or two legions, they have not broken through the encirclement of the Holy Land of Light at the entrance of the time-space tunnel, and they have repeatedly failed. Repeated battles, repeated defeats.

Ghost Clothes did not join forces with other companies, because Fang Zheng and Xiaoniaoxueniu believed that more people are not necessarily good, and fewer people are more convenient to surprise, move flexibly, and take advantage of chaos.

It's just that the fish is really hard to touch.

Returning from the fourth big defeat, all the ghost costumes were very depressed. The depression was not just about the defeat, but about seeing a chance of success but failing.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the friends left early to heal their injuries.

Fang Zheng leaned back on the chair and stretched. When she retracted her waist, she casually looked out of the window, and suddenly froze: "Little bird, it's snowing."

Meng Chudong was reviewing the fish in troubled waters just now and summing up experience and lessons for the next charge. Hearing this, he also looked up, and then said lightly: "It's almost Chinese New Year."

Fang Zheng got up and opened the aluminum alloy window, the cold air hit the face with snowflakes, it didn't hurt, but itchy, a little seductive.

Fang Zheng took a deep breath, feeling that her body became clear like the air in the room.

After not noticing it for a while, Meng Chudong noticed that Fang Zheng had lost weight again. It could be seen from the back view that the sweater she had just bought in winter was a bit loose.Maybe we can follow the example of Qianshan and raise a dog, Meng Chudong thought, so that the daily morning exercise will not be boring, and it will save him ten and a half months to come to persuasion and education, and always cause the head of the team to complain, "Look, you really dislike me……"

While thinking wildly, Meng Chudong felt some kind of emotion revive in his body.A second ago he was still thinking about keeping dogs but definitely not huskies, and a second later he just wanted to be the leader of his own team.

Walking over to hug Fang Zheng from behind, Meng Chudong put his chin on Fang Zheng's shoulder and let out a soft breath.

Fang Zheng unconsciously shuddered, but instead of hiding, she enjoyed the other party's hug with peace of mind.

This is the way people get along with each other. At first, there is always shyness that can't be let go, fearing that this or that performance will not be good, fearing that the other party will be disappointed, but as time goes on, it becomes natural to get used to it.

Meng Chudong's "Chinese New Year is coming soon" aroused Fang Zheng's endless thoughts, with complicated feelings. He suddenly found that he and Meng Chudong had hardly talked about their parents or family. They only knew that the other party had also come out of the closet.

Thinking of this, he simply asked, "Are you going home for the Chinese New Year?"

"No reply." Meng Chudong's answer was concise and to the point without any extra explanation, and then he began to kiss Fang Zheng's neck lightly.

Fang Zheng didn't expect to talk properly, so the other party switched to late night mode, and it made him feel hot too.

Breaking away from Meng Chudong's embrace, Fang Zheng held the other's head in his slightly surprised expression, and kissed him passionately.

The two of them kissed each other's clothes all the way, and when they came to the bed, they could basically start a war.

Fang Zheng first pushed Meng Chudong onto the bed, and then rushed over!

I thought I was greeted by the bird's soft but strong body, but in the end, with a flash of dexterity, he rolled to the side, Fang Zheng flew into the air, and fell heavily on the bed sheet. His body didn't hurt, but Nima's heart ached!

The little bird suppressed a smile, turned over and pressed on top of the kite: "Although I don't mind your weight, there is a difference between mental endurance and physical endurance."

Fang Zheng was full of bitterness: "You don't love me..."

The little bird bent down and nibbled on Fang Zheng's lips, one of them poked down: "Love is not about fighting you to the death with the spirit of sacrifice, but about avoiding your sumo wrestling and still loving you like before."

The little regiment leader was held in the hands of all kinds of care, causing the big leader's consciousness to drift slowly. He couldn't help but hugged the other party's shoulders, and before he completely lost himself, he tried his best to put forward his own suggestion: "You recently and 2B It's not good to get too close..."

Another city in the distance is using the same rhetoric to coax the blood cow to say "my dear" so that he can be satisfied and go to bed. 2B shudders unconsciously. Looking up, it turned out that the window he opened for ventilation when he returned home in the evening forgot to close it. up.He got up to close the window, and a grain of ice slipped in through the wind and landed on the back of his hand.

It snowed in many cities that night.

Snowflakes are flying under the street lamps, like fireflies dancing on a summer night.