In the evening, a few people from Tiandiguan finished their evening class.

Ruoshui and Qiushui sat together and chatted.

Maybe the two of them are both "water"-like temperaments, and the age difference is not too big, so they get along quite well.

Qinglian shrank in a corner and played with her mobile phone after harassing Xuanwei unsuccessfully.

Domestic mobile phones, but they are the latest models that have just been opened.

Of course, it wasn't Xuanwei who bought it, he is now busy dying every day, how can he have the heart to consider these humanistic cares.

The mobile phone was brought to Qinglian by Cheng Dietuo Ruoshui, and her number was also saved in the mobile phone.

For this inexplicable gift, Qinglian originally refused, but after Ruoshui said a word, Qinglian pouted and accepted the phone.

"Master, he occasionally plays with his mobile phone!"

This is the original words of Ruoshui.

Compared with Xuanwei, which is very tricky for electronic products, within a few minutes of getting the mobile phone, Qinglian neatly registered WeChat, Weibo and other social software, and by the way, she also downloaded the king pesticide, which is the favorite of primary school students.

No, at this moment, Qinglian is frantically venting her grievances in the game.

With Qinglian's reaction speed and body coordination, playing this kind of game is no less than hanging.

Listening to the killing sound effects coming from time to time on the mobile phone loudspeaker, it is thought that many elementary school students have been kicked from Internet addiction.

During the period when she was in the dormant fetus, Qinglian observed the things around her, and a mobile phone in her hand was not unfamiliar to her.

After abusing a game, Qinglian, who was bored, sighed lightly, quit the game and opened the circle of friends.

There are only a few friends on Qinglian's list, oh, and there is also a Cheng Die who has applied for many friends.

"Alas, why doesn't Shizun brush the circle of friends, how can I grab the first like?" After brushing for a while, Qinglian muttered to herself in disappointment.

Since adding friends from various social software on Xuanwei, Qinglian is very excited to like each news, and write a thousand-word message with affection one by one.

One thing to say, I'm afraid that star-chasing fans can't do this, right?

Fortunately, Xuanwei hardly plays with his mobile phone, and the dynamics add up to only four or five, otherwise Qinglian's workload is estimated to be a little terrifying!

Refreshed the interface, and there is a new dynamic in the circle of friends.

"Tsk, why is this guy!" Qinglian rolled her eyes, and said angrily.

The shiny little bald head, with a tender face, and an old monk-like expression, is it not the avatar of tomorrow night!

"Don't come back!" Qinglian crackled and left a message, adding a look of disdain at the end.

It was a very childish behavior, but it made Qinglian feel happy in her heart.

However, a few seconds later, the bright night in Yanjing was replied.

"The ticket has been decided, and it will be here tomorrow night!" followed by a dog-headed expression.

Seeing this sentence and the dog's head expression, Qinglian only felt that the nameless fire was on fire, and immediately fought back with full firepower: "Take a plane? Anyway, there has been a lot of news about the recent crash!"

After typing, how can there be less funny expressions of squint at the end.

Tomorrow night seems to have been stalked by Qinglian's message, and this time it took a few minutes to reply.

"I'm waiting for someone in the Daomen, don't be so angry! If you don't like the master, maybe I'll expel you from the Heaven and Earth Temple!"

There are some serious meanings, but the toothy expression added at the end inexplicably has a feeling of cheapness.

was poked in the soft underbelly in an instant, but she couldn't find the words to refute it, Qinglian stomped her little feet angrily, eager to kill Yanjing immediately to fight with Ming Ye.

"Hmph, sharp-toothed guy!" gritted her teeth, Qinglian replied again with the determination to fight tomorrow night until dawn.

As the two of them quarreled with each other, the floor of the dynamic became higher and higher.

If Xuan Wei is lucky enough to discover this dynamic and click on it, his expression must be very exciting!

Just when Qinglian and you were fighting tomorrow night, a reminder suddenly popped up at the top of the mobile phone screen.

From the exclusive chat group of Tiandiguan, and also @ everyone!

Qinglian frowned impatiently, she was busy tearing it, and the fiery atmosphere was disturbed.

The chat group of Heaven and Earth View, Qinglian is usually blocked.

No way, there are people chatting in this group almost twenty-four hours a day, and if you don't block it, the sound of Didi is estimated to be devastating.

According to the customary rules in the group, a large number of fighting pictures, giving out red envelopes, and the behavior of everyone in the circle may be on the small book of the disciplinary committee, and at the end of the day, it will be handed over to Tomorrow Night or Ruoshui, and a free plane ticket will be received.

Anyway, since Qinglian joined the group, I really haven't seen a stunned young man who dares to do this.

"See if I don't kick you!" Qinglian chirped.

As a disciple of Xuan Wei, Qinglian naturally got an administrator permission.

clicked into the chat group, and Qinglian quickly found the news of everyone in the circle.

"@全体成员, the suburbs of the magic capital are taken in real time, and I ask the big hand to identify the authenticity. Qinglian read it word for word.

Real shooting?

Qinglian was stunned, what is this, is it the wrong group?

Just as Qinglian was about to propose the group of friends nicknamed "Your Little Bird Flew Away", a small video was uploaded in the group.

The uploader is still the same bird.

"It's not going to be a headline, Kuaishou funny video, right?" Qinglian hesitated, deciding to review the video content first.

In the past, Qinglian kicked directly without saying a word, took advantage of the situation to ban all the staff, and then continued to fight with Ming Ye.

Under Xuanwei's training, Qinglian's temper is undoubtedly much more restrained now, and she will not act completely by her own temperament.

The video buffered for more than half a minute, and then a slightly blurry picture popped up.

A slightly crowded crowd appears in the shaky frame, and the chaotic voice of words mixed with the sound of the wind pours into the phone.

It lasted for more than ten seconds, and Qinglian couldn't help but feel a little irritable.

Suddenly, a loud voice was heard from the crowd.

"Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ. ”

The surrounding voices fell silent, and the scene zoomed in to a middle-aged man in a black sacrificial robe.

With a generous face and a compassionate expression, he holds the Bible in one hand and a metal cross in the other, just like the priest who often appears on television.

Together, these characteristics make middle-aged men stand out in the crowd.

"For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life."

The middle-aged man stretched out his hands and shouted in fascination.

Seeing this scene in the mobile phone, Qinglian couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

"It's kind of interesting!" Qinglian said with a sneer.

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