I Just Want to Play My Game Quietly

The pattern of the lamp body shines, a circle is like a circle of flowers, the light flames also spontaneously, swaying in the light mouth, can't tell the monster, like a flame virtual enchanting woman in a twisted body Holding a enchanting dance.

Zhou Wen's gaze was attracted by the monster, so that the flame is the most beautiful woman in the world, making it unable to disable it from the light.

Zhou Wen's heart is extremely tough, and it feels a little wrong, and forced your eyes from the lights.

However, the eyeliner is removed from the flame, and it is attracted by the fluttering flowing on the copper lamp. At this time, Wen has suddenly found that the pattern is not a simple pattern, but an ancient text, the text contains The monster strength is much stronger than the lamp flame, so that Zhou Teng is not self-attracted.

"How can this be like this!" Zhou Wen's left hand finger suddenly moved his own, just like an unconscious beating in playing the piano, but his consciousness did not make his finger to do any action.

Zhou Wen wants to control his left hand with another hand, but the other hand's fingers also moved.

Soon, not just a finger, Zhou Wen's whole body is not controlled, this kind of movement is not regular, and Zhou Wen discovered his body in dancing.

Zhou Wen has never been touched, and there is no interest in dance. He will not look at it even if he dances, but he is like a professional dancer, the body is like a rhythm of some kind of music. Dancing, making a variety of actions that he didn't think about before.

And his dance movements, how to see a woman's dance movement, very enchanting and charming, light and elegant.

However, it is very funny by a big man, but it is very funny. If Li Xuan is here to see Zhou Wen jumped this dance, it is afraid to laugh on the ground.

Zhou Wen's efforts want to control yourself, but it is useless. He has changed several kinds of yuan, but there is no use, and the body twist is getting more and more powerful. It also inclusses a lot of movements like the eye. .

Quick Wen Wen found that his movements actually be the same as the beating of the lamp, it seems to be a puppet that is controlled by the lightweight.

"Damn ... this is what ghosts ..." Zhou Wen felt that he was so crazy.

As the dance of Wen Wen jump, the fans who have originally automatic running are slow, as the fairy is slow, Zhou Wen's body is gradually slow.

When the fairy is completely stopped, the body's body also stops twisting.

But the next second, the vitality of the body is crazy, but it is no longer a trail of the immortal, but another Yuan Wen has never practiced the Yuanqi.

"The pattern on the oil lamp is also a kind of filling?" Zhou Wen's heart was surprised, but it was a little joy.

This kind of yuan is very quirky, and the Yuanqi of Zhou Wen has not been in the same time. It seems to have countless strange changes, sometimes light and frank, sometimes the rainstorm, so that Zhou Wen has a blank dance.

Time took a minute and one second. When Zhou Wen recovered the control of his own control, his body has also been practiced.

The oil lamp that was hung in the air, suddenly the light is full, falling on the ground, restored the original shabby look.

Zhou Wenzheng wants to pick up the oil lamp, but suddenly I feel that my body is somewhat unsatisfactory, just pursuing the Yuanqi to dissipate, the immortal is reunited.

Just this time, it is different from any of the previous times, and the yuan is always sent to the whole body, and the blood is usually circulated.

boom!

Zhou Wen only felt a buzzard in the brain, there is a voice constantly echoing.

"If God reverses me, I will sacrifice me ... I will reverse me, I will cut an immortal ... I don't talk to myself ... I am not with the fairy ... I am me ..." The voice is arrogant, but there is The magic of the trembling fear, but it is full of blood, it seems that there is something in my heart, and I can't wait to give a hole.

This sound is not strange, in which he cultivates the numerous nights of the immortal, this voice is in his ear, but he used to hear what the sound is not clear.

Today, he finally listened to what the sound was, it was a woman's voice, but there was a moving momentum, as if the people of the world had to be at her feet.

Although Zhou Wen just heard this voice, but the mind could not help but appear in a picture, countless all the people of the Buddhas squatted in the ground, all in worshiping a woman, seemingly pilgrimage.

Unfortunately, this is only the thought of Zhou Wen, and I can't see the face of the woman. I only feel that her temperament is unparalleled. It seems to be high, but it is not the kind of sacredness of the fairy.

The sound of the brain is weaker, it seems that it is going to collapse, and it is almost so uncomfortable.

Zhou Wen fools to hear the final seems to have a different sentence with the previous statement: "Heavy news ... day ... ..."

It's just too little sound to the back, it has already collapsed, and I can't understand the complete statement.

boom!

The fairy in the body seems to explode, the whole body of the body seems to be bloomed together, so that Zhou Wen suspects that his body is self-explosion.

Falling ... constantly fallen ...

Zhou Wen feels that his consciousness seems to fall into the deep sea, the continuous decline, constantly sinking, and finally the awareness is completely flooded in the darkness.

Since practicing the immortal fairy, Zhou Wen has not had a good sleep for a long time.

Every time he falls asleep, there is a voice that is constantly constantly in his ear, and it is like a Buddha.

Plus the suffocating ghost bed experience, if you change to others, I am afraid that I have already been crazy.

Zhou Wen hit the game every day, although I want to improve my strength, but this is not counted, I don't want to escape the idea of ​​sleep.

It has been now until today, and the good feelings of evil spirits are finally dissipated. Zhou Wen's sleep is very sweet and smooth. It seems that there is no more than sleepy in the world.

Zhou Wen woken up, stretched a lazy waist, only feeling comfortable, let him almost , the whole body of the cell seems to have a comfortable cheer.

Zhou Wen palm in bed, I want to sit, but in one press, his body actually played directly, and a head hit the ceiling, and half a head hit the cement mixed ceiling. Just hang on the ceiling.