I Joined the Chat Group and Was Treated As an Expert

　　Yuhuang immediately restrained her pitiful posture, raised Erlang's legs, and squinted at him: "You also know that you have known each other for so many years, what's wrong with the old lady? You are so eager to drive away the other guests?"

　　"whatever."

　　Ye Feng said indifferently.

　　"Then I... won't leave tonight?" Yu Huang's big eyes were shining.

　　"it is good."

　　Ye Feng nodded.

　　With such a straightforward answer, Yu Huang was stunned for a moment. After she reacted, her face was full of joy: "You finally got enlightened, and I said, the old lady is so beautiful..."

　　"You sleep in the shop."

　　While typing on the phone, Ye Feng interrupted her lightly, "I sleep in the inner room. There is a well-identified fighter who guards himself, presumably the security will be very guaranteed, which is more useful than the soul-suppressing gong. ."

　　The smile on Yu Huang's face suddenly stagnated.

　　The atmosphere in the store became a little weird, and after a moment of silence, she said softly, "You know?"

　　"Just found out."

　　Ye Feng glanced at her and said in a calm tone, "Do you really think I'm a fool? When Wu Zhongtian saw you, what he showed was not a shock of beauty, but a kind of... shock and puzzlement!"

　　"Being able to make a silver gong show such an emotion, I can't imagine any other possibility other than hitting a higher-level person."

　　"In addition, your appearance has not changed in ten years, I'm basically sure."

　　The shop fell silent again.

　　Yu Huang looked at him with dark eyes, and was silent for a long time before sighing: "So, are you very angry now?"

　　"Why are you angry?"

　　Ye Feng looked up at her strangely.

　　"Don't you blame me for lying to you?" Yu Huang was slightly startled.

　　Ye Feng laughed, shook his head, and joked:

　　"You didn't lie to me, because I never asked about your identity, I just vaguely guessed that you should be an alien, but I didn't expect it to be more exaggerated than I thought."

　　"This is a good thing, let me hug a thigh!"

　　"Wu Yinluo can apply for a golden gong for rejuvenating the soul. There should be some secret advice from you, right?"

　　No.

　　In fact, I hugged your thigh, and the hug lasted ten years... Yu Huang whispered in secret.

　　As for Zhenhun Jinluo, it has nothing to do with her.

　　She didn't even know about it!

　　Well, I have to ask about this when I go back. The silver gong should be able to see that the calligraphy and painting in this shop is not simple, but I can't apply for a golden gong for the soul, and there should be some things I don't know.

　　A strange color flashed in Yu Huang's beautiful eyes.

　　In fact, Ye Feng guessed wrong.

　　She didn't hit Gengren high-level people, but the person who proposed to set up a special agency called "Zhang Genren".

　　"You think I'm on the second floor, but I'm actually on the fourth floor..."

　　Yu Huang complained in his heart.

　　However, she seems to have put down a burden now, otherwise she always feels that there is a thick estrangement between the two.

　　Now that I've said it, it's a lot easier!

　　Seeing Ye Feng staring at her cell phone, she couldn't help but put her head close, her long hair hanging in Ye Feng's ear, and she asked curiously, "Who are you chatting with, so fascinated?"

　　"Oh, an interesting group."

　　Ye Feng explained with a smile, "There are a few actors in it. It's quite interesting to chat, make up stories and play role-playing every day."

　　……

　　PS: What character do you want to see join the chat group, you can say it in the comment area~

Chapter [-] The Mist Shrouding Wudang Mountain

　　"Cosplay?"

　　Yu Huang stared at Ye Feng's phone screen for a few seconds, and suddenly said, "Speaking of which, a strange thing happened in Wudang Mountain recently."

　　"What's weird?"

　　Ye Feng asked casually.

　　At this time, the discussion in the group was in full swing.

　　I am really a Tai Chi master: "Pin Dao just received a bad news, all the Kongtong factions died strangely, and no one survived! Every corpse has a smile on its face, as if something very happy happened before his death..."

　　Exorcism Dragon: "It sounds like some kind of ghost is haunting."

　　The arrogant girl of the sky: "Death with a smile? Zhang Zhenren, is the news reliable?"

　　I am really a Tai Chi master: "It's basically reliable. Shaolin monks have already checked it out and recited the mantra to confirm this fact."

　　The proud girl of the sky: "This is strange..."

　　Wudi is so lonely: "What is the little girl selling, tell me quickly!"

　　Tianzhi's Pride Girl: "Three years ago, there was a catastrophe event classified as SS grade in the world where I lived, and a small country also died and not a single one was left, and the characteristics of the corpse were exactly the same as what Zhang Zhenren said, with Weird smile!"

　　Ordinary man: "Has the evil thing that caused this matter been removed?"

　　The arrogant girl of the sky: "No. According to an expert speculation, it should be an evil creature named 'Dream Eater'!"

　　I am really a Tai Chi master: "What is a dream-eater?"

　　Dawei Tianlong: "Dream Eater, a strange evil, it will make people experience what they want to experience in their dreams, and then devour their dreams... and their souls when they are most excited."

　　Wudang Mountain.

　　Zhang Sanfeng furrowed his brows, this thing sounded difficult to deal with.

　　In a world where there was no spiritual energy, it would be outrageous to have a dead body, but now there is another evil ghost that is even more difficult to deal with?

　　"What the hell happened to the world?"

　　Zhang Sanfeng secretly sighed.

　　He has already passed the "Qi Qishu" to his disciples, but only about one-tenth of the people can learn it.

　　There's not enough!

　　At this time, in Ye Feng's small shop.

　　Yu Huang stared at his phone screen and said slowly:

　　"Probably since yesterday, Wudang Mountain was suddenly shrouded in a thick layer of fog, and everyone who walked in would return to the original point inexplicably."

　　"It's just that this matter was covered up by the heat of the 'real Buddha's phantom'."

　　"Mist?"

　　Ye Feng took his eyes away from the phone and frowned, "Is it an evil thing again?"

　　"Not quite like it."

　　Yu Huang's eyes were always fixed on Ye Feng's mobile phone screen, "The fog is harmless to people. If it is evil, how can people who go in come out?"

　　"That's true."

　　Ye Feng touched his chin, "Could it be that some baby is about to be born?"

　　"possible……"

　　Yu Huang nodded noncommittally, she was obviously absent-minded, looking at Ye Feng's phone screen from time to time, not knowing what she was thinking.

　　……

　　Wudang Mountain.

　　Zhang Sanfeng was discussing the dream-eater problem with the group of friends when a respectful voice suddenly came from outside the door.

　　"Master, I found a strange person in the mountains, with strong martial arts, saying something we can't understand, Yu Shibo asked his disciples to come and invite you to come."

　　"wack?"

　　Zhang Sanfeng's eyes narrowed slightly.

　　He is very sensitive to this kind of thing now, and he doesn't care about chatting, so he swept out of the room with a flick of his body.

　　Just a few breaths.

　　Zhang Sanfeng has already come to the sky above the martial arts field, looking down.

　　This place was surrounded by many Wudang disciples, and the person in the middle was dressed inappropriately from the others, with bare arms and legs, and his hair was very short, but he was not a monk.

　　"This is……"

　　Zhang Sanfeng's pupils shrank suddenly.

　　The old man was standing comfortably in the martial arts field, and he didn't care about the Wudang disciples who surrounded him.

　　But when he saw Zhang Sanfeng walking in the air, his expression changed instantly.

　　"My Cao, how can anyone be able to fly?"

　　Before he could react, Zhang Sanfeng had already appeared behind him and slapped his palm on the back of his neck, causing him to faint.

　　"Intensify the search, and if you see such a weirdo again, notify me immediately!"

　　Zhang Sanfeng solemnly left a sentence, carried "weird person", stepped into the air again, and disappeared in an instant.

　　Back to the main hall.

　　Zhang Sanfeng closed the hall door, stared at the "weird" for a long time, then took a deep breath, called up the chat group, took a photo with the camera function, and sent it to the group.

　　Ordinary man: "?"

　　Exorcism Dragon Clan: "?"