Chapter 957 Xuanmen? Xuanmen!
After the official blog of the Metaphysics Association issued this new blog, less than half an hour later, many official Weibo accounts of Taoist temples followed suit.
When they forward, they may add their own words, but the respect they have in their words is something netizens can see.
Maoshan v: If Taoist Master Qilinzi had not helped us back then, I am afraid that everyone would not see this official v today. @There is a difference between the lay Buddhist and the lay Buddhist and the Taoist priest. If you have never entered the school, you are not considered a sect. You are not sure that the feelings of Xuanmen are understandable. After all, the Taoist priests of the Taoist temple will not reveal it to you on their own initiative. Xuanmen is famous, but it is limited to the circle. Apology is necessary. @The lay Buddhist @The lay Buddhist and Qingyang
After the repost of the major Vs of various Taoist sects, Tanjia Temple also reposted it.
Everyone... What are you monks joining in the fun of the Taoist priests?
Tanjia Temple v: The abbot has met Mr. Yan a few days ago. He praised Mr. Yan’s young talent in his words. He must be the leader of the Xuanmen Sect with his talent. @口官网址口官网址口官网址口官网址口官网址口官网址口官网址口官网址口官网址口官网址口官网址口官网址口官网址口官网址口官网址口官网址口官网址口
Wang Cheng listened to the constant sound of the prompt sound of his phone, and he was in a bad mood.
How could he have thought that the position of the leader of the Huaqing school grass is real?!
Moreover, I have been in the Taoist temple for so long, but no one has ever told him...
Wang Cheng didn't know that he was just a lay Buddhist.
Some things can only be known to people in the sect.
He doesn't have that qualification yet.
Listening to one @ sound after another, Wang Cheng grabbed his phone, damn it!
His whole face was hot, as if he had been slapped in the air.
The face hurts!
Netizens watched this dramatic plot reversal.
——Fuck! Listen to the mysterious gate's snatching look.
——Ahhhh! Maoshan and Wudang all came out to clear the name of the male god! This kind of slap in the face is so good! Who, didn’t you just say that you, Qingyang, are you a lay Buddhist? Why don’t you continue **? Say it!
——That’s it. Why don’t you talk anymore? Try us!
Who knew that Qingyang's fans were also full of tears, and they wanted to drag Qingyang out and beat him through the screen.
You are paralyzed, don’t talk nonsense if you don’t understand!
It's so good now that they are embarrassed!
While two waves of fans were arguing, another wave of people stared at the screen.
Is this considered promoting feudal superstition?
Should we be harmonious?
Little did they know that the staff of Xinbo were all crazy, the coders were typing the code frantically, and the boss inserted his waist and shouted in their ears, "Hurry up! We were just named a few days ago and said we wanted to rectify it. Now feudal superstition has happened again. Please clear the hot searches for me!"
The boss is about to be angry and cry. Is there any boss in the world who is worse than him?
He is the boss and is sweet and sweet when he huggs Xiaomi.
He was fine, and rushed over as if he was urging him to death by the phone, and could only stare at the group of animals here to chase the code.
The boss looked at the sky sadly. Why did I run such a company?
I'll go play with real estate casually, isn't it good to do some clothing or something?
What new media do you do!
It's so shit in my mind!
"General Manager, it's done!"
The boss swiped his phone and looked at the hot searches that disappeared on the interface. He finally smiled and moved his steps to go back to the office to take a nap and rest. "It's very good."
Half an hour later.
The boss finally fell asleep, and the secretary knocked on the door at the door, "General Manager, that... the hot search just now was pushed up again..."
Chapter completed!