Sky War Soul

As for Chu Yun, he wasn't in the hall because he didn't need to.

He knew the charm of the novel.

In the last life, this book can make so many people forget to eat and sleep, which is enough to show how wonderful it is.

At that time, he was one of the many readers who stayed up late.

Chu Yun, holding many jade in his hand, is using the spirit to divide them into the same size and flawless shapes, and then engrave on the back.

As for his words

Werewolf.

A prophet.

Witch.

Hunter.

Civilians.

Yes, the alien version of werewolf killing!

Don't you say there's no fun? I can't make a woman. It's not easy to find fun?

Behind Chu Yun, there are several jade cards and many chessboards.

Checkers.

Chess.

Flying chess.

……

Everything.

Chuyun grinned. He could expect that the impact of these things on these cultivators would be great.

"Chu Yun, what else have you created?"

Li Yaoxing rushes in excitedly, behind him, followed by the stone.

They have been playing checkers for a whole day. They have never been in touch with them. They just think that this thing is really fun and interesting!

Why do you find this thing now!

"There are many interesting ones. I'll tell you the rules one by one. After this storytelling, they will be promoted in zuimengge!"

Chuyun smiled. He didn't know how to manage, but he didn't need to manage at all. He just needed to learn from the experience of the last world. Anyway, there are many things that have never been done in the world.

Let yourself be the first practitioner!

"Brother chuyun, you're really a ghost. You've made so many interesting things!"

Li Yaoxing's eyes brightened. Since the reopening of zuimengge, he has been immersed here all day, either eating fried chicken chops and drinking coke, or tasting all kinds of delicious food. He was addicted to the story a few days ago, and now he has checkers again.

It's like fairyland!

……

……

With Cheng Yun's story getting better, all practitioners close their eyes and smile involuntarily.

It's a wonderful feeling.

Nothing can be described.

Until now, they found that the storytelling they had heard before was really boring.

Compared with the story I'm listening to, it's all rubbish!

Because these practitioners haven't read novels or experienced the baptism of online texts, they don't have high requirements for storytelling. They just need logic to be smooth and sound interesting. That's all.

But what kind of book is it?

Almost created a fantasy era!

This is equivalent to making a table of delicious food for a beggar.

Where have beggars seen such a battle? Naturally, they are deeply satisfied and unable to extricate themselves.

Reading, that's it.

As the banquet in the other Nebula building became more and more lively, none of the cultivators here passed by. Instead, other cultivators came in to see what the drunken dream Pavilion is doing today.

But as soon as it came in, it would never come out again.

Whoops!

Wonderful! It's wonderful!

In this world, why is there such a good story!

"No, it's too exciting. I have to share such a good story with my brother!"

There is a cultivator who opens the messenger crystal directly and scolds in a low voice: "grass, it's due to your bad luck. It's dominated by the lower body. I bah! I really look down on you! What a scum! "

After the meeting, there was a deep gasp and the hum of many women.

"Second brother, why would you send me a message? I'm busy with one dragon and three Phoenix!"

When the cultivator spoke, he kept panting, as if he was going to be paralyzed.

"Roll, it's just a joy of fish and water. How could it be said that the book is interesting? Brother, I'll tell you that you've lost a lot this time... "

The cultivator was shaking with excitement when he heard about the book.

"Second brother, don't put on your pants and don't recognize people. At the beginning, you took me to play. How can you become a Buddha now?"

The man, obviously disdainful, was about to continue to work hard. Suddenly he said, "why do you have a woman's voice over there? How can it be so pleasant?"

Cheng Yun's voice is very moving, sometimes hot, sometimes low, sometimes impassioned In the ear, the sense of substitution is very strong, as if in the general, unspeakable comfort.

"Stupid, we are hearing about books! Listen to the story! In addition to me, there are three titles, who are listening carefully! Come on, I don't talk to you much nonsense, you listen for a while, you will understand! "

The cultivator will raise the communication crystal, and can clearly receive the sound around.

At this time, Cheng Yun is talking about Nalan Yanran's falling back from marriage, and her mood is always excited.

All of us were aroused in an instant.

Back out?

Wouldn't it be a great shame for her to tear up her engagement?

Everyone knows how hard it will be for the man to withdraw from the marriage on her own initiative.

This woman is really powerful!

Gradually, the cultivator in the nebula building stopped and immersed in it.

"I hate it. What are you doing? Why don't you move all of a sudden?"

There came a woman's whisper, gentle and charming.

"Well, is that over? I'm so disappointed."

Another woman, you said.

"Go away, don't disturb me to hear the book!"

Obviously, the cultivator's mood came in. He couldn't wait to know the follow-up plot. He pushed the three girls away impatiently, set up his legs, and listened to the storytelling attentively.

"Nalan Yanran, you don't have to make such a strong gesture. If you want to get out of marriage, you just think that the first generation of Xiao Yan is not worthy of you. To be sarcastic, except for your beauty, other young masters don't look at you at all! Yunlanzong is really strong, but I'm still young. I still have time. I have become a fighter when I'm 12 years old. And you, Nalan Yanran, when you're 12 years old, how much fighting spirit are you? Yes, now I am really a waste, but since I can create miracles three years ago, why do you think I can't turn over again in the future? "

Cheng Yun's voice, increasing, seems to be really angry.

"Miss Nalan, in the face of old Nalan, Xiao Yan advises you to say a few words, don't bully the young people to be poor in 30 years of Hedong and Hexi!"

Don't deceive the youth to be poor!

The clank of iron language, the voice of the earth!

In an instant, all the strong people in the drunken dream Pavilion felt numb and shivering all over.

Gooseflesh, all over the body.

"Don't think that Xiao Yan cares more about your talented wife. This contract is not a contract to terminate the marriage contract, but a rest permit for my young master to expel you from the Xiao family! From then on, you, Nalan Yanran, have nothing to do with my Xiao family! "

"Divorce papers!"

In a few sentences, Cheng Yun once again raised a tone between broken and unbroken.

It is such a simple emphasis that perfectly explains the hysterical indignation.

"Brush!"

All the strong people in the drunken dream Pavilion stand up.

Although they could not see anything in the dark, their eyes still fell on the high platform and the curtain.

Shock!

Very shocking!

Even some of them could not help roaring.

The blood in the body is boiling and surging.

It's a feeling that they haven't seen each other for a long time!

Sometimes, they can't even raise their emotions when fighting, but under the provocation of words, they directly burst out with unprecedented blood and war!

Don't deceive the youth to be poor!

Don't deceive the youth to be poor!

Nebula building.

Song Bo only feels his scalp exploding, and all the breath will rise to the sky.

It's so exciting!

Is this storytelling?

This is creating the world!

Create another world!

He suddenly began to think that how childish and ridiculous he was to be addicted to women. If his second brother hadn't sent him a message, I'm afraid he would never have heard such a wonderful story in his life!

By contrast, he has a very clear heart.

These women can enjoy it whenever they want.

But if you miss this story, you may not have it again.

He stood up and shivered.

He made a decision at once. He had to hurry to zuimengge!

Never again, will regret for life!

He put away the message crystal and was ready to leave.

However, just after Song Bo returned to his senses, he was suddenly shocked.

Because he found that he didn't know when hundreds of cultivators were surrounded by him. Many of them had no clothes and sat around in a daze, as if they were old and honest to listen to the teacher's opening class. They earnestly communicated the voice inside the crystal.

Some people reacted and looked at Song Bo and said anxiously, "you Why do you put away the message crystal? We are listening to it vigorously! "

"Do you want to die?"

"Come on, open it quickly, we need to listen!"

"Come on! Open it! "

“……”

Many practitioners roar.

More than a hungry wolf.

What are these women worth compared to the stories in the communication crystal?

"Here This voice is the storyteller of zuimengge. If you want to hear it, you may as well go to zuimengge with me! "

Song Bo swallowed his saliva and quickly said the source.

"Drunken dream pavilion?"

"Is this the storyteller of zuimengge?"

"Yes, I just heard yesterday that a new storyteller has been invited to zuimengge to tell a good story!"

"Sorry! Sorry! "

"Why do I come here?"

"Ouch, ouch! I'm so angry! "

“……”

Hundreds of cultivators, like crazy, jump up and down.

"Now It's not too late! "

After saying this, song Bo would not stay any longer. He just wanted to grow wings and fly to the drunken dream Pavilion.

One second, don't want to delay!

Other cultivators also put on their clothes and rushed out crying.

What else!

What can I say!

Listen to the story!