Incredible enlightenment: I am fooling the gods in the chat group

Chapter 41 The charm from the beast-eared girl!
Sakura Country.

"How strong is this dragon countryman? The strong man from the foreign land ran away immediately when he saw him!"

"Nima, this is so cool, killing the enemy with a sword while talking and laughing!"

"Do you think this might be the result of a strong man from the Dragon Kingdom specially asking people to come here to act?"

"Acting? Who in the world can do such special effects now? Besides, this is Riot's satellite live broadcast!"

"That's right, what's the education level upstairs?"

beautiful country.

"What about the brother who said that after becoming the God of Thunder, he wanted to compete with the Dragon Kingdom War God? Do you still want to do that now?"

"Hahaha, don't fight with your arms. I'm afraid you'll break your bones and you won't be able to hold the hammer steady."

"Stop talking, I have already bought my plane ticket to Dragon Kingdom, and I have decided to cultivate immortality."

"The mysterious East is really curious."

"..."

Dragon country.

"Holy shit! The other party was just slapped by the mysterious boss, and his hand was broken?"

"What's more important is that after the other party touched him, he turned around and ran away!"

"Isn't that white light the legendary sword light?"

"It must be Sword Light! Is the boss a swordsman!?"

"Sword Immortal? That is my dream profession!"

"I also want to become a swordsman, and then take my girl to ride the sword. Isn't it more chic than those who drive sports cars?"

"Wait a minute, look, that beast-eared girl with the fox tail is not trying to seduce our boss, right?"

"Damn it! Beast-eared girl! I'm so envious!"

"Tell me, will the boss have a shemale love affair with the beast-eared girl?"

Mo Lang's car.

Qin Xiaoxiao also stared nervously at the live broadcast on her mobile phone. When she saw the vixen approaching Mo Lang, she was so angry that she made a barrage: "What a beast-eared girl, she is just a vixen!"

Although she believed in Mo Lang, she was also very worried inside. After all, the vixen was quite good-looking.

At this moment, Qin Xiaoxiao's phone rang. She saw that it was her father calling, but she did not answer the call because she wanted to see if Mo Lang would be seduced by the vixen.

"Did your daughter hang up the phone?" Xiao Rou looked at her husband and asked when the phone was not connected.

"Yes, this foreign land comes once every two or three days. Maybe the world will end at that time. Why don't our family get together more?" Qin Zhen said.

"Who told you not to like Xiao Mo? Every time Xiao Mo comes, he puts on a good face. When you were poor, did my father dislike you?" Xiao Rou said angrily when she mentioned this.

"..."

The corner of Qin Zhen's mouth twitched, and then he said with a smile: "Aren't I testing whether Xiao Mo is sincere? Look, that kid left without saying goodbye for a year, causing me and my baby daughter to have a cold war for a year. This If he doesn’t have a nice drink with me when he comes over next time, I won’t let him off easily!”

"You're still drinking in your body? I'm like a widow." Xiao Rou said angrily.

"..."

When he mentioned this matter, Qin Zhen suddenly felt a little embarrassed. After all, when he reaches middle age, some things are indeed painful for men.

But when he thought of Wang Tianxiang's words, he became a little worried again, because he had just seen the video, and it seemed that Wang Tianxiang had attacked his daughter.

However, he was still very satisfied with Mo Lang's performance in the video, as he had his own style back then.

The reason why he called his daughter was that he wanted her to bring Mo Lang to live in his home, and to have some bodyguards, so that it would be safer.

A hotel in Shashi. "You're so handsome! As expected of my great boy." Zhang Sheng couldn't help shouting as he lay on the bed and looked at the picture on his phone.

"You call Mo Lang like that, aren't you afraid that he will beat you?" Liu Yuanyuan looked at Zhang Sheng curiously and asked.

"What are you afraid of? It's not like I haven't been beaten by this kid before. Of course I've beaten him before. When I think that I beat A Lang, I feel very proud, hahaha." Zhang Sheng said carelessly.

Of course he heard the underlying meaning of Liu Yuanyuan's words, but no matter who A Lang was, he was still his brother.

Thinking of this, he looked at Liu Yuanyuan and asked, "Yuanyuan, let me ask you a question. Don't be angry."

"Do you want to ask me if I agreed to date you because I knew Mo Lang was your brother?" Liu Yuanyuan looked at Zhang Sheng and blinked her big eyes and asked.

Hearing Liu Yuanyuan's initiative, Zhang Sheng nodded sheepishly, because he didn't want his love to be mixed with some impure purposes.

"Do you remember that you once gave an old man ten yuan to buy food?" Liu Yuanyuan looked at Zhang Sheng and asked.

"Is it possible that you are the old man's granddaughter and you came here to repay your kindness?" Zhang Sheng remembered that when he and Mo Lang came back from an all-nighter at the Internet cafe in junior high school, he saw an old man sitting on the ground who seemed to have not eaten for a long time, so he left his I gave the money for breakfast to the old man.

As a result, he and Mo Lang were hungry all morning at school.

But he didn't expect that Liu Yuanyuan was the granddaughter of that old man.

Is this what good people get rewarded with?
"No. Later, after having breakfast, the man bought another lottery ticket and won 1000 million. Then he went to the Stick Country, then to the Shemale Country, and then came back to repay his favor."

Liu Yuanyuan looked at Zhang Sheng and showed a sly smile.

"..."

After Zhang Sheng heard this, he felt bad all over.

Could it be that Liu Yuanyuan is the old man who underwent plastic surgery and had a sex change?
Thinking of this, Zhang Sheng suddenly felt like vomiting when he thought about his performance yesterday.

"Hahaha, I'm just teasing you. Fatty, do you still remember the fat black girl who was your deskmate in elementary school?" Liu Yuanyuan looked at Zhang Sheng's expression and burst out laughing.

"Are you the fat little black girl?!"

For a moment, Zhang Sheng thought of his deskmate when he was a child.

Because both of them were fat, no one played with them. They became good friends and even roommates. Later, when the little black fat girl transferred to another school, he cried for a long time. He didn't expect that the other party would become so beautiful when he grew up!

This is simply a novel brought to reality. Could it be that I am the child of destiny?
Beijing.

"That's awesome! I think Xiao Mo can just be young!" Mr. Xia shouted excitedly after seeing Mo Lang kill the strong man from the foreign land with a sword light.

Secretary Wang on the side saw Mr. Xia, who was almost seventy years old, as excited as a child, and was a little dumbfounded for a moment.

Is this still the calm Mr. Xia I know?

But there is one thing to say, Mo Lang's sword killing the enemy is really cool.

It’s just that I don’t seem to have awakened any special physique, and I don’t know if I can practice it.

"Xiao Wang, do you think I can practice at my age?" At this moment, Mr. Xia suddenly looked at Secretary Wang and asked.

"This one……"

Secretary Wang said hesitantly: "In the novel, it seems that the earlier you practice, the higher your achievements will be. But now that the spiritual energy has just recovered, maybe Mr. Xia can also practice, but I can't say for sure. You can call Mr. Mo about this question." ah."

"It makes sense. I'll call and ask later. When I was young, I also had a dream of martial arts and cultivating immortality."

Mr. Xia had a sigh on his face, and then he remembered a poem by the God of Poetry, so he chanted with a heroic look: "I am like a teenager, holding a yellow hand on the left, holding a blue sky on the right, wearing a brocade hat and mink fur, and riding thousands of horses to roll around a flat hill. In order to repay Qingcheng, he followed the prefect, shot tigers himself, and watched Sun Lang.

It doesn't matter if you're drunk, your chest is still open, and your temples are slightly frosted!In the cloud of Chijie, when will Feng Tang be sent?He can hold the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf! "

Among them, the sentence "It doesn't matter if there is a little frost on the temples" won his heart.

"Look, Mr. Xia, that vixen seems to be seducing Mr. Mo!"

At this time, Secretary Wang stared at the screen nervously and said.

(End of this chapter)