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"The report was sent back, the man in the end is not just Tang Ke heart ah?" ,


"How many times not, Tang Ke heart is much higher, looks not so charming."

"That's the greatest in the world to send people back to the room What are you doing?"

"I heard that the person is expanding the territory. It should be the hidden thread that has been buried."

After hearing the expected dialogue, the person in the dark took a deep look at the inn, turned and walked towards Darker direction of night.

In the room, Xu Zhuxuan, Guisheng, and Lu Lin, who had been waiting, not only waited for Wei Qing, but also a newcomer.

This newcomer is so strange that he doesn't say a word when he asks anything, like a mute.

Guisheng wanted to ask, but when he saw Wei Qing's gloomy expression, he took it back to his lips.

For a time, the palm-sized room was more crowded than the subway in the morning rush hour. Xu Zhuxuan looked up at the west wall. Yesterday, the wall was down. In the morning, Mr. Pan came over with bricks to build it. Now that she kicks again, there should be a place for her legs... I just don't know if Wei Qing will be reimbursed for the money for building the wall.

Those invitation letters, at first glance, are Tang Kexin's handwriting.

Wei Qing was almost 100% sure that the courier wasn't Tang Kexin, because Tang Kexin wouldn't look at him like a shriveled chicken, but this person was definitely related to Tang Kexin. Since they didn't speak, he had to pick him up Come back and throw it for the ghosts to watch.

Several people were sitting around the bed, and there were piles of props spread out on the bed. Seeing that Wei Qing took out the dozen or so invitation letters in his arms and stacked them on top of the previous three invitation letters, Lu Lin instantly recalled the night before the school started:

a pen, a whole night, creating a new one. Miracle.

Looking at Wei Qing's stunned appearance in front of the bed with his chin on his hands, he couldn't help but begin to wonder if he had made a mistake in his decision to come here to submit.

Wei Qing ignored the gazes of several people and looked around at a bed of trophies.

A handful of wolf mane is enough to switch ten Tang Kexin factions, or launch ten Yin Soldier attacks.

A pile of dried flowers was collected by Guisheng summoning a group of players who are said to be Tianzi.

A bunch of invitation cards and writing brushes were given by Tang Kexin. From a quantitative point of view, if someone activates the aggravating punishment mechanism again, Tang Kexin could be squeezed to death by the overcast soldiers...

Wei Qing felt like a shopkeeper, okay A kind of three-layer high-difficulty ghost gate, played as a prop pair.

After a long silence, Wei Qing finally moved. He borrowed Xu Zhuxuan's drawing paper and handed out a brush to the group of people on both sides. Screen it."

Several people buried their heads in writing the questions in their minds, Lu Lin held a writing brush, his eyelids started to fight, and he felt more and more that he had returned to the night when he made up his winter vacation homework.

Wei Qing did not write a question, but was thinking about the design idea of ​​the main god:

setting up the opposition between heaven and earth, launching a struggle between two factions - setting a punishment classification system, evolving the screening progress, speeding up the game progress - setting the same task, completing the task first One party gets the right to live.

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