When the rumors had just begun to circulate in the community, and the rumors had not yet become more and more evil, Lin Yue, the initiator of the poisonous dog incident in the community, was no longer ...... The dog-like fart followed his beautiful shovel officer home.

It's just that he used three times in a row to put down three dogs, and he himself was not very comfortable, his head was dizzy for a while, and the whole dog looked a little wilted.

Because Lin Yue was very clever and chose to put some magic powers in a place far away, Chen Jing didn't know that there were three dogs in the community who fainted for no reason because of the small movements of their dogs.

When she noticed that the state of the "pet dog" didn't seem to be quite right, she was not particularly nervous, but she still bent down and hugged Lin Yue in her arms, and said with concern: "Doll, are you uncomfortable?"

Lin Yue shouted listlessly: "Wang Wang......"

It's okay, it's normal to overcast.

Chen Jing rubbed his dog's head lovingly, and said, "Is it that you are too crazy to play with Jiajia in the grove, so you are tired of running?"

Lin Yue: "......"

Forget it, it's good if you're happy.

At midnight, it's time for me to be quietly haunted, so Jingjing can only continue to lie in bed as a beautiful "dead dog".

Lin Yue opened the page of "Chaos" and looked at the post that was firmly pressed at the top of the comment area by more than 2,000 replies.

If he doesn't respond, the local tyrant won't take a holiday, and this grandson must think that Lao Tzu is afraid of him!

Rub, the question is how should Lao Tzu respond?

And this response has to conform to the style of the silly girl, it's so difficult!

But escaping from the battle is definitely not the style of the little white dog, no matter how difficult it is, you have to go up.

In this way, he racked his brains and finally held back a sentence.

Is it interesting to be a dog skin plaster?"

Unlike Lin Yue, who only replied after a whole day, the local tyrant didn't take a holiday almost in seconds, as if he had been waiting by the side of his mobile phone......

In fact, it's actually about the same, Zhao Junhao, who thinks he has mastered the rules I want to go online quietly, has been refreshing the page of "Chaos" since half past eleven, and finally saw the post that I want to be quiet, and I couldn't help but smile.

Jing Jing seems to be in a bit of a hurry?

Hehe......

Playful!

He didn't hesitate, immediately replied below, and successfully grabbed the sofa.

Local tyrants don't have holidays: it's very interesting!

Jingda and the squirting gods' questions and answers surprised the melon-eating audience......

The group attacked: Oh my God, for Mao, I have a kind of spraying god that is teasing Jing Da's hurry?

Crazy male silver: On the top floor, I feel the same way!

Take the big top: +1 for the same feeling!

Spicy lobster: +2 for the same feeling!

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More money bites hands: +13 for the same feeling. , I thought it was my delusion, but everyone feels this way?

Hendry's Big Scissors: Oh my God, is there something wrong with the orientation of the gods?

201401172205: Upstairs, in fact, there is a possibility, maybe the squirting god is a soft and cute girl?

Guan Guan Ju Dove:, the brain hole upstairs is too big, which online novel author's trumpet are you, right?

The long wind is in the air: the 360-degree front flip of the fruit body is followed by a 720-degree backflip to ask for a spray of the gods!

Acdef: +1 for Spray Flirtation.

Xiao Ming's father: Ask for a squirting god to flirt +2.

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The so-called from luxury to simplicity, from thrift to luxury. Accustomed to the rocket-like terrifying speed of using spirit clone codewords, Lin Yue is now completely unaccustomed to the super inefficiency of the two little paws, so much so that he even gave up his favorite hobby of deleting black posts in the comment area, and ran out to refine his body after uploading new chapters of "Chaos" and "Datang" every day, and today is naturally no exception.

By the time he saw the reply of the local tyrant not taking a holiday, it was already the next morning......

I didn't see a new post in the comment area that the local tyrant doesn't take a holiday, and there was a little bit of joy in this guy's confusion, thinking that the grandson was finally gone, but I didn't expect to open the post of "dog skin plaster" on the top of my hand, and at first glance, I saw the sentence sitting on the sofa with a strong sense of teasing "Very interesting".

"Grass mud horse, this grandson is teasing Lao Tzu......" The little white dog is fried, but there are things that make him even more fried: "No, he's flirting with a stupid girl?!"

Lin Yue was very annoyed, but in addition to being annoyed, he was vaguely aware of a hint of danger.

It wouldn't matter if Lao Tzu himself did, but now he has involved the stupid girl......

No, I can't get entangled with this grandson anymore!

Lin Yue, who has always been the head of the word "reckless", chose to endure for the first time in three lives.

"Grandson, you wait for Lao Tzu, one day Lao Tzu will kill you!"

Lin Yue endured it, in order to prevent it from being unbearable, he used the safest method, that is, out of sight is clean, and never looked at the comment area.

It doesn't matter what your grandson says, Lao Tzu doesn't look at the comment area, why can you fly to W City to bite Lao Tzu's bird?

Although it was for the sake of a stupid girl, she forced herself to retract her head...... Ostrich, the little white dog's mood still became a little bad because of this, so he decided to eat another box of canned meat to comfort his hurt little liver.

Maybe it's because the psychological trauma I suffered today is a little bigger than yesterday, and I ate four cans of dog food in one go, and I felt that my mood improved.

Of course, if he could eat a few more boxes, he would be in a better mood. But he was afraid that he would be discovered by the quiet girl, so he had to just give in.

Shanghai, Editorial Department of Wanzhong Chinese Network.

Ah Yu, the editor-in-charge of the martial arts channel, impatiently turned off the page of a new book automatically pushed by the system, rubbed his eyes a little sore, and muttered helplessly: "The current martial arts are really not good, the weasel is a mouse, a litter is not as good as a litter, what kind of thing is this written?"

Ah Yu joined Wanzhong Chinese Network five years ago, at that time Western Fantasy and Xianxia had just begun to gain momentum, and it was far from the current momentum, the martial arts channel was a well-deserved main force, with a large number of excellent authors and works, the martial arts editorial team at that time, not counting the editor-in-chief, there were nine people in charge of editing alone, and it was definitely a powerful existence that crushed other channels.

However, with the gradual rise of Western Fantasy and Xianxia, the martial arts that have lost their freshness have finally begun to sink.

The most intuitive change is that the status of the martial arts channel in the editorial department has dropped again and again, from the position of the boss who is as stable as Mount Tai, to the third place now, and the number of editors has also been reduced from nine people at the peak to five people now.

And if this decline can't be stopped, it is very likely that even the third place in front of me will not be able to be maintained, and at that time, I think I know that the number of editors in charge will continue to be reduced.