"I'll pick whoever the little rooster clicks! Okay, let's go to the right!"

Anyway, it was chosen randomly, and with such a hasty decision, the group chose the fork on the right. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info walked for nearly an hour and went deep into the belly of Mount Emir, by which time the four of them could already see the blue-gray eaves, where the camp was located, but they came closer...... This camp is a little different from Ye Zidie and An Xiaoxi's cognition.

Even people like Ling Xing or Mu Langchen, who had just transferred to another school not long ago, could see that something was wrong: there was a huge curtain, as if falling from the sky, shrouding the camp in shadows, the curtain was engraved with huge three bars, and the corresponding flag was also planted in the center of the camp, fluttering in the wind.

"At that time, an iron curtain had been lowered that stretched across the heart of Mount Emir. An Xiaoxi explained in a deep voice, and the voice reached everyone's ears with a hint of depression.

"What do you mean?...... sounds like it's pretty powerful" Ling Xing and Mu Langchen inexplicably had a little tacit understanding, and they almost asked questions at the same time, and the content blurted out was basically the same......

"Sister, in fact, the camp you see is only half of its original size!" Ye Zidie explained, "In this way, if we choose the left side, we should arrive at the other half of the camp." ”

"Isn't it...... What's the point?"

"It seems to be related to the next theme event. Ye Zidie and An Xiaoxi looked at each other, and at the same time read the meaning of doing things in each other's eyes, this kind of arrangement, like an event held a few years ago, they also heard the seniors who had graduated mentioned it, it was a mess at that time, it is said that the organizers of this activity were the two students who were incompatible with each other......

According to this speculation, coupled with the three bars on the curtain, they have vaguely guessed who the host of this camp is. Sure enough, she had already appeared in front of the four of them.

Student President, West Garden Momo!

Thinking about it this way, on the other side of the curtain is the camp of the Minister of Information, and it is really two people who do not deal with each other!

"Welcome to join us, we're on the side tonight!" said Momma in the West Garden, smiling and stretching out his hand to greet everyone.

"Ma ......!"

"Oh, isn't this Ling Xing!" Moma in the West Garden teleported to Ling Xing's side, her face was kind, but her hand had been quietly placed on Ling Xing's waist, twisting slightly, as if Ling Xing would screw it hard if she continued to finish speaking......

"Hello, student president!" Ling Xing said through gritted teeth.

It hurts! Isn't it just to remind yourself to change your mouth, as for being so hard? Ling Xing wanted to cry without tears.

"Okay, let's go over and get acquainted with the teammates of the united front, tonight's theme event will start soon. Momoa of the West Garden grinned sideways and stepped out of the way, guiding them towards the camp.

"Lord, tonight's event ......" An Xiaoxi wanted to speak again, but her eyes seemed to ask something, she wanted to know if tonight's theme event was really as she and Ye Zidie guessed, if so, tonight would be interesting.

"It's the one, enjoy it!" Momma nodded affirmatively.

It's really ......

Although Ling Xing didn't know what dumb riddles they were playing, she had a hunch that this activity would definitely not be calm...... The problem is that there is still a vacuum in her!

"Sister, today may be an unforgettable day for you. Ye Zidie also thought of the same as Ling Xing, and forced a smile, she turned her head to Ling Xing and teased, her eyes vaguely aimed at Ling Xing's short skirt, as if to remind her that your fat thorn is gone!

"Yes, it will be unforgettable!" Ling Xing said through gritted teeth, her resentment towards the thief who stole her fat thorn deepened, don't accidentally let me catch it, otherwise I can taste Kato Hawk's thirty-six hands!