All People: The Strongest Player On The Surface, The Number One Player In The Cultivation World

After listening to this explanation, everyone had different thoughts.

One thing is for sure, I dare not talk nonsense in the future.

So everyone lined up in an orderly manner, set foot on Huangquan Road, and walked towards the next stop...

【The third stop: Wangxiang Terrace】

After arriving here, many players have a look of novelty.

Look here, look there.

"There are a lot of ghosts there!"

"Really! That's a real ghost!"

"Go and see!"

Feng You was standing on the top of Wangxiang Terrace at this time.

Talk to people who miss their families.

But these ghosts are basically killed by traitors, or innocent people are implicated.

She has already looted a lot of ghost snacks from the small treasury of black and white impermanence, and distributed them to these homesick souls.

Talking about things in the world will make them sad.

Might as well give pleasure.

Seeing that many players had come down the slope, she led Black and White Wuchang down the hill.

【Long Live Milk Tea】Go forward, "Sisters and sisters, how do you pass this level?"

A question mark slowly floated over Feng You's head.

"What pass?"

"Isn't it enough to just take a look...?"

The ghosts who sneaked up from behind quickly hugged him!

What are these players doing? !

Why don't you open which pot and lift which pot? ! !

But before they rush up and kidnap [Long Live Milk Tea]...

She has spoken.

"Just that pass, Huangquan Road!"

"Didn't some players owe their hand and ran down to pick the flowers of the other side? They were kicked out by the npc in the end!!"

Feng You narrowed his eyes.

Didn't she order that as long as she jumped off Huangquan Road, those players had to be kicked out?

Her eyes drifted leisurely to the ghosts who were secretly following behind the players.

Now they are sneaking back with guilty looks on their faces.

"Ah!!! It's not good! Master Feng, she's over here!!"

"Die or die!"

"You said that we will give her a discount in the store in the future, is there any help?"

"What a discount! Does Mr. Feng care about that little discount?"

"Oops! Master Feng is coming, let's run!"

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"This level is not that troublesome, just take a look at the hometown lookout platform."

After Feng You returned to [Long Live Milk Tea] with a smile, "I'll go to the next stop first~"

The face of the voice-activated [Long Live Milk Tea] turned red!

"Okay, okay."

She hurried up the slope and glanced up.

With just one glance, she saw her own body, lying on the bed!

And her family, friends.

For a moment, she suddenly felt a sense of separation between yin and yang.

But that sadness soon faded away.

Because her mother has pinched her ears.

"You rebellious girl, look at the mess in your room?!"

"If it wasn't for the lack of pillows in the game, I would have made you kneel down!"

[Long live milk tea] with a look of embarrassment, "Mom, keep your voice down, there are so many players!"

But her mother didn't listen at all.

"What's wrong with so many players? Anyway, you, a rebellious girl, can't get married, so it's embarrassing!"

At this time, many male players immediately pretended to be good guys.

"Auntie! Young people like this, warm!"

"Yes, Auntie! I think your daughter's room is very cute."

The milk tea girl can't wait to find a crack in the ground and get in!

Are you people here to help me or to trick me?

Unexpectedly, her mother became amiable.

"It turns out that young people are like this. Look at me. I haven't communicated with young people. I even misunderstood my daughter."

"What's your room like, little brother?"

"And this little brother, how do you think young people should live?"

The milk tea girl suddenly realized!

Her mother is a psychologist, and she is best at observing a person through a person's living habits.

Then her operation is to...

She sighed, and followed her little black and white Wuchang to leave Wangxiang Terrace.

Ruouowu cried.

"Dad! Why are you here?"

"In the ten years since you died, mom has missed you so much every day."

"Why didn't you say hello and come down by yourself?"

People who eat melons frequently look sideways.

Isn't this scene just a scene of abandoning his wife and child to commit suicide?

"Mom originally wanted to commit suicide and come here with you, but I stopped her."

A ghost standing on Wangxiangtai turned his head stiffly and looked at his son.

"Ah Cheng? Have you played the underworld game?"

"Where's your mother? Where is your mother? I also said why I can only see you lying on the bed at Wangxiang Terrace."

Ah Cheng's eyes were red.

"Because I prevented my mother from committing suicide many times, she then secretly jumped off the building, and now she is in a vegetable state, comatose."

"And I... I was dragged into the game halfway through suicide."

"The country supports my mother, and I don't have any worries, so I just want to die."

Everyone thought the ghost would comfort him.

As a result, the ghost father nodded.

"It's good to commit suicide! You see, I'm living at ease in the underworld now."

"And there are ghosts in all ages here."

"Their conversations are fun and sweet, which is very interesting!"

"How boring it is to stay on Earth!"

"When your mother wakes up, don't stop her, just tell her that I'm waiting for her at Wangxiang Terrace!"

Everyone: ...?

What kind of devil is this?

Why do you still persuade your own wife to die?

Is the underworld really so fun?

But the two stops they came to just now were meaningless!

Not sure, look again.

"ah--!!"

An ear-piercing shout came from under the Wangxiang Terrace.

The players all looked over curiously.

There are hospitable ghosts explaining to them.

"This is our Wangxiangtai game project."

"It's interesting to call it the little ghost bungee jumping!"

"In the process of falling, I can see everything about my life! It's like a revolving lantern."

"But you players... will be in danger, so I don't recommend you to play!"

After hearing these words, a few people secretly picked up a rope under the black and white eyes of the little bull's head and horse face.

Then tied it to his belt.

They looked at their pair of tour guides, and they didn't mean to stop them, so they were relieved.

Several people looked at each other, and after encouraging each other, they jumped down.

"ah--!!"

Wangxiang Terrace is 100 kilometers high, and there is no such thing as lack of oxygen in the soul and body.

But there are requirements for this bungee jumping project.

Must be a real ghost to play.

so--

Just when the few people descended less than ten kilometers, they were kicked out of the game excitedly watching their boring and ordinary life.

[Warning: The game fails, and the life span of the player is +10 years. Please wait for the game to start in August. 】

The players watched helplessly as the thorns disappeared on the rope, and they were stunned.

The ghost on the lookingout platform spreads his hands...