The national god of online games is a girl

Chapter 343

A bunch of words echoed in the head of the person who kept asking.

"Okay, what are you thinking? Let's go! It will be late for a while, but there will be no place for us!"

Qin Jiujiu didn't wait for Wen Zhongliang to say anything, and dragged him away.

Wen Zhongliang didn't expect Qin Jiujiu to be so anxious.

and many more!

Why do I think it's all weird? !
It must be my illusion again!
"No, teammate Qin, where are we going?"

Also, you just said that if you are late, there will be no place for us. What exactly do you mean?
Didn't I take you shopping?

Why are you taking me shopping now?
Are you not from city y?

I heard President Ji say that you have always stayed in City Y before and never came out.

In the back, it seemed that the president of the Death Guild was going there to do something.

I found you out of nowhere, so you have a chance to come out.

In order to enter the Death God Guild.

However, if our president went there, maybe it was our president who found you.

Maybe you've already been a member of our guild.

What a pity.

Our guild lost another genius and gained an enemy.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhongliang couldn't help shaking his head, it's really a pity.

"What's wrong with you, Teammate Wen? Why are you always shaking your head? Is there something uncomfortable? And what were you talking about just now? What a pity?"

"What are you regretting? What is there to regret?"

Qin Jiujiu asked a series of questions, which made Wen Zhongliang's head confused.

"It's nothing, I just think it's a pity that I couldn't take you to a better place."

"Hey, what's the pity, can't you just take me there after you finish eating?"

"Anyway, don't you have a day off today? You have plenty of time, don't worry, don't worry."

"By the way, have you brought your pass? If you can't get in when you come back, my pass is not suitable for you."

Qin Jiujiu said.

Wen Zhongliang nodded and said, "I have already brought it, thank you for your concern."
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"No." Qin Jiujiu took out a small box from her backpack, and she handed the small box to Wen Zhongliang.

Wen Zhongliang didn't know why, so he looked at Qin Jiujiu suspiciously.

"what is this?"

"This is a mask. We are now well-known e-sports idols. If a small fan recognizes us, the loss outweighs the gain. I don't want to have time to eat properly."

Hearing what Qin Jiujiu said, Wen Zhongliang was a little disdainful.

I think he has more than 300 million fans on Weibo.

However, every time he went shopping, he always went shopping with his face straight.

However, no small fans have come to him for autographs or anything.

Why is it that when other people go out, they can casually meet a small fan.

And when he went out, he didn't even see the shadow of the fans.

It's so sad, is there any? !
Is there any? ?

So, what do I need this mask for? !

"Ah! Someone came out of it!! Check if it's our porridge?!"

"I don't know, I can't see clearly from a little distance! However, that figure doesn't look very similar, so it shouldn't be our porridge."

"Is that our Aze? I haven't heard his thief's words for a long time. If I don't listen to him for a day, I feel uncomfortable all over."

Ok……

This should be Ye Zeyou's fan!

Only Ye Zeyou's words were more thorny.

It's not a big problem to say that he talks like a thief.

But, girl, are you sure you want to listen to Ye Zeyou's words?
When I listened to him, I couldn't help but want to beat him up!

Are you sure you listen to him and don't want to hit him?
Qin Jiujiu and the others walked slowly towards the gate of the guild.

The closer they get, the more clearly fans can see.

(End of this chapter)