After the joys were over, the five heroes of the Anonymous Society, Murong and Huang Qimen had a sumptuous dinner. The heroes were very active during the meal, especially the two live treasures of the East Evil and the West, which made everyone happy.

Feng Qingyang sighed, "I'm so happy, Wuhua. If you often arrange such activities for us, I will work for you in my life."

Sikong Ling said: "I was also very surprised. The company's model quality is high. The Magic Island City has made me admire him. I also want to develop in the Magic City in the future. It seems that the Magic Island is also good."

Dugu Qiubai: "The monk who sweeping the floor probably regrets his intestines. Let's go back and tell him what he is doing today, haha!"

Dong Xie: "He is trying to type the code and swears to catch up with us. It's scary to be strong when the monk is working hard."

Huang Beilei asked with a smile: "Why is Sikong called Wuhua?"

Xi Du: "Who knows? That night Murong sang a song about Dream of Red Mansions, and Sikong became a monk and named Wuhua."

When he said this, everyone felt strange.

Dong Xie coughed twice and said, "Boss, don't you want to dig the foot of another boss of ours? The ugly words are ahead. Although I respect you very much now, Boss Duanmu has been our boss for many years, and his brothers have deeper feelings!"

Murong Bingxue said angrily: "Eat your food quickly! Am I so easy to dig? I hate it!"

Sikong Ling said coldly: "If I want to do something, I don't have to give anyone face."

The atmosphere suddenly became cold.

Sikong Ling said again: "It costs a lot of money to open a party. Come on, build up the WeChat Bo architecture, and everything will be easy to say at that time."

After the atmosphere was lost, he could never come back, so he was about to disperse. At this time, Huang Beilei finally made a move. She said, "Wuhua, my home is far away, can I send it to me?"

Looking at the shy and shy look of today's sexy queen, how can anyone resist?

Sikong Ling said lightly: "You can help you get a taxi. My car can just fit four of them."

This is a kind of public rejection that made the beauty cover her face and run away. What everyone unexpectedly expected is that Huang Beilei has the willpower to persevere. She whispered: "I... have something to tell you."

Sikong Ling: "Oh, let's come here."

They were 20 steps away from everyone. Huang Beilei hung her head and bit her lips for a long time and said only four words: Thank you, goodbye.

When Sikong Ling returned to the team, Feng Qingyang said, "You hurt another person, I seemed to see her wiped her eyes."

Sikong Ling: "There is no love without hurt. What do a bunch of virgins know about it!"

Dong Xie said: "I'm back to the hotel myself, brothers, see you!" Obviously he had not recovered from Sikong Ling's injury.

The anonymous social heroes had a deep brotherhood and all followed Dongxie in an instant.

Murong Bingxue complained: "Oh, they were all hurt!"

Sikong Ling sighed lightly and said, "I am destined to be unable to be friends, I can only be CEO."

Murong Bingxue said angrily: "There are no one around you, why are you still CEO!"

Sikong Ling couldn't help but recite the famous saying: "I'm_the_CEO,_bitch!"

After saying that he had finished his pleasure, he sighed and said, "Where can I go to the night market in the Demon Island? Can I accompany me to walk around?"

Murong Bingxue didn't learn to hurt her. She probably ran away with all his friends. He felt sad, and thought about it and agreed.

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When she arrived at the parking lot, Murong Bingxue saw a Mercedes-Benz S600. She said in surprise: "Have you bought a car again? Or is it 600..."

Sikong Ling: "It's an old man from the Ferrari drivers. My Ferrari is a new model, and he changed it with me."

They came to the most famous pedestrian street in Demon Island.

Murong Bingxue is like a happy bird, guiding various store stalls as you know them, and it makes people forget their worries.

Sikong Ling was quite silent, but Murong Bingxue had long been used to it. Duanmu Ming didn't talk much when he was by her. If you put a chatterbox by her, she wouldn't be able to stand it.

When Murong Bingxue saw a portrait, as soon as she stopped, the painter greeted her enthusiastically, saying that such a model that is hard to meet makes the master's soul fly out of the sky, and she almost wants to be free.

Sikong Ling said: "Just draw one." In this way, he can appreciate the beauty unscrupulously. GF from a friend's house, there are not many opportunities like this.

Murong Bingxue: "The light is so poor, can you see people clearly?"

The painter said: "Looking at the beauty under the lamp is the more charming you look at. Do you think you are playing photography and talking about light!"

But Murong Bingxue was not that easy to fool. She flipped through the artist's masterpiece, but she didn't like it. She pulled Sikongling's sleeve and left.

A girl with round faces sang on the street. Sikong Ling raised 10 yuan and said, "Can you help me sing a song with the theme of 'snow'?"

The singer thought about it and sang the theme song of "Dream Chaser", the flying fox in the Snow Mountain.

After the song, Sikong Ling frowned and said, "Although it is a snow theme, why do I think of Miss Purple-clothed? It's inauspicious!"

Murong Bingxue bent over and hit Sikongling on the arm, and scolded: "What does it mean to be inauspicious? Are you afraid that Ziyi will chase you?"

They left and chatted, and Sikong Ling said seriously: "Ziyi's martial arts value is very high. Haven't you seen me practicing muscles desperately? This is actually to save your life in the future."

The two talked and laughed, but they didn't realize that time was like arrows and the sun and moon were passing by.

Murong Bingxue blurted out: "I haven't been so happy for a long time after following Duanmu..." He regretted it after saying that.

Sikong Ling smiled with his nose and did not take the opportunity to grab her little tail.

But Murong Bingxue explained to herself: "He is good at everything, but he is too serious. Without you... sinister!"

Sikong Ling: "Do you dare to say it in person?"

Murong Bingxue: "What does it mean to dare or not? I just don't want to say it."

Sikong Ling: "Tell me and let him make progress. Look, Duanmu is right in front."

Murong Bingxue looked at Sikong Ling without paying attention to the front. She thought he was making a spoof. She looked up nervously and found that it was true! Not only Duanmu Ming was there, but he was also surrounded by a girl with a bubble of water. The lotus-colored pleated skirt was neither long nor short, and the white high heels made her slender legs sexy but not enchanting. Her long hair was freely hanging on both sides of her shoulders, like flowers and jade, and she was so beautiful. She actually compared Murong Bingxue because Murong didn't dress up much today.

Duanmu Ming also discovered them, his face was gloomy, and his zombie face had to be transferred to him.

The farthest distance in the world is that you are in front of me, but there are others around me.

Ling, Xue, and Ming both restrained their emotions and went to the midpoint of both sides. Only Yu Qingwan didn't know what was going on.

When both sides reached the best distance for the competition, Zero, Xue and Ming stopped, and the three eyes were entangled into countless unjust souls, Yu Qingwan discovered something and looked at the zombie Ming sideways.

Duanmu Ming finally couldn't stand the stalemate and took the lead in speaking: "Murong..."

Murong Bingxue immediately interrupted him: "Come here."

In Yu Qingwan's surprised gaze, Duanmu Ming actually followed Murong Bingxue. Yu Qingwan watched the two run aside and talked with an extremely serious expression. Murong Bingxue even had non-lady movements of clenching fists and stomping her feet.

Yu Qingwanba blinked her beautiful big eyes and murmured: "Is this swollen?"

Sikong Ling sighed lightly: "Amazing, I have never seen such a perfect ending."

It seems that the person around her knows more than hers. Yu Qingwan turned her head and asked, "What you are talking about..."

Sikong Ling glanced at Yu Meiren up and down and said lightly: "Hey, I am Duanmu Ming's friend, are you going shopping too? The Magic Island is really a magical city."

Yu Qingwan: "Uh... are you all Duanmu's friends?"

Sikong Ling: "Yes, Duanmu is an excellent boy. I wish you happiness and happiness."

Yu Qingwan rolled her eyes and said in a slight angrily: "I'm asking them what's going on?"

Sikong Ling shrugged and said, "It's hard to say, I haven't had any confessions with Duanmu yet."

"You!" Yu Qingwan was speechless.

Sikong Ling has been practicing the supreme mental method passed down by the supreme master Chen Daoming for a while, and holding Yuan Shouyi to any beauty without hesitation. Of course, except for Murong Bingxue, the supreme beauty who has already entered his heart, who is powerless to resist.

Duanmu Ming finally came back and looked a little better to Sikong Ling. Maybe Murong Bingxue had explained that a guy like Duanmu would naturally believe whatever others said.

Sikong Ling: "We are all here, and you are the only one who can go with the sweeping monk. It turns out that there is another date."

Duanmu Ming thought for a long time before saying, "Even if it's...what are they?"

Sikong Ling: "After a disagreement, I will go back to the hotel first."

Duanmu Ming said: "I won't go to your place in the future. Didn't you say that you will open source the WeChat Bo architecture? I may contribute some code in the future... Zero-chan..."

No matter what he wanted to say, Sikong Ling said coldly: "Let me leave your EX, don't worry."

Duanmu Ming had nothing to say. Sikongling had never planned to treat him as a friend. Even if he wanted to pry him up, he would have been thinking as usual, and everyone knew about it.
Chapter completed!