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38. Out of trouble (middle)(2/2)

【Private Chat】

Xiaozhou: In?

War Soul Wuji: In.

Xiaozhou: Where is it?

In just a flash, the battle soul Wuji appeared beside Xiaozhou.

War Soul Wuji: Around you.

...

Qiao Yihang had the illusion that pink bubbles were about to emerge from the screen. He quickly pulled the topic away.

【Private Chat】

Xiaozhou: Why did you kill monks?

Zhanhun Wuji: Didn’t you ask me to beat him up?

Xiaozhou:(⊙o⊙)

Xiaozhou: I'm joking.

War Soul Wuji: Yes. I’m also kidding.

Xiaozhou:...

Qiao Yihang felt that he had been begging for love. As for what will happen to Wuji in the future... it depends on the fate of the Narcissus Monk.

War Soul Wuji: What are you going to do?

Xiaozhou: Practice collection.

War Soul Wuji: OK. I'll go and brush the dungeon.

Xiaozhou: OK.

After Qiao Yihang finished speaking, he summoned the horse and was about to leave, but saw Zhan Hun Wuji still standing there.

Xiaozhou: Don't leave?

Zhan Hun Wuji, who had been standing in place, suddenly released a series of heart-shaped fireworks.

The figures of the two people were quickly submerged in the fireworks, as if they were integrated.

Then a message box pops up:

[War Soul Wuji] I give you ninety-nine golden roses.

Qiao Yihang opened the inventory, and there was indeed a square with ninety-nine golden roses. The instructions said that you could go to the money house to exchange it for ninety-nine gold.

War Soul Wuji: (^__^) Come on, practice. I will go to the speaker to congratulate you when I reach level 3.

Xiaozhou:...

Qiao Yihang felt that his ambition was being smoothed out bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit.

Zhanhun Wuji waited until the fireworks were set off before leaving.

Qiao Yihang looked at the ninety-nine golden roses and was stunned for a while. If this continues, he will only owe more and more. He clicked on the store and browsed the props inside.

Game developers have made many tricks to make money.

Hair dyes, wings, garlands, small trumpets... all kinds of dazzling and dazzling.

He was measuring which one he should buy as a poor man, and he sent a private chat.

【Private Chat】

War Soul Wuji: Which city are you in?

This sentence was full of no end, but Qiao Yihang's heart suddenly sterned.

Xiaozhou:?

War Soul Wuji: Is it in City C?

Xiaozhou: Not here.(⊙o⊙)

War Soul Wuji: Oh.

War Soul Wuji: It's okay.

Although the dialogue is simple, Qiao Yihang has to dig deeper.

As the saying goes, there is no wind, and there will be a cause for things. The war soul Wuji will never mention C City for no reason. Could it be that... he is going to C City?

Qiao Yihang's heartbeat began to get disordered.

Although he was not in City C, he was very close to City C, and it only took about two hours to go back and forth. When he thought about this, he couldn't help but feel a little restless. After only playing for a while, he wanted to go offline. He was about to send a private chat to Zhan Hun Wuji, but another private chat jumped out.

【Private Chat】

Shuai Shuai Shuai: What wedding gift are you going to give?

Xiaozhou: I haven't thought about it yet.

Shuai Shuai Shuai: Are you going to give a gift for reality or a gift for games?

Xiaozhou:?

Didn’t he say he wouldn’t give a wedding gift from the Narcissus monk? Why did it be so grand?

Qiao Yihang was confused by his concern and the Narcissus monk.

Shuai Shuai Shuai: I mean the wedding of the eldest and Luo Xue Wuyin, the real wedding. Did the second brother tell you?

Xiaozhou:(⊙o⊙)
Chapter completed!
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