The gods pretended to be over-pressed, and the newcomers began to fight back.

[What kind of gods are a group of gods pretending to be on the street? Bright real vest! 】

[Garbage, the authors of your Peerless Divine Alliance are all garbage! Any idea where this is? How dare you provoke you? 】

[A group of people hit the streets, let you see the real god, Moyu's oo number (picture)] Do you have one? 】

The screenshot that was released is just Chen Hua's personal information, and the author didn't even add it.

Seeing the last message, the great god author sitting across the computer was a little crying and laughing. It's just a connection, and I haven't added it yet. Dare to take it out to show off, don't you know that the Moyu deity is in the group?

Especially Chen Hua, when he saw this news, he almost didn't spurt blood.

[@墨玉快出来, I'm laughing to death.] 】

[The deity is coming out, I'm about to pee when I'm laughing.] 】

There was a smile on Chen's screen, and it turned out that he was among these novice authors. has been named a god, for this title he is still a little happy in his heart, he put his hands on the keyboard to type out a line of words [unknown truth]

A group of boutique authors began to ridicule this group of budding authors again.

[See?] Mo Yu is a member of our Divine Alliance, didn't you just say that our Divine Alliance is all rubbish? 】

At the same time, a group of budding newcomers also began to fight back [Moshen is a day by day, how can it appear in our budding group? At first glance, you can tell that it is impersonated. 】

[Is it interesting for a group of impostors to use these fake vests to slander the reputation of the great gods?] If you have a temper, you will shine a real vest! 】

[The one who pretended to be the ink god just now, stand up for me! ] 】

Just as the two groups of people were tearing up, two screenshots were released.

These two screenshots, one is the Moyu information version sent by the novice author just now. The second one is the information version of the black jade in the group. Compared with the two, the oo number, personality signature, and avatar are exactly the same. Who is this not the Moyu deity?

For a moment, the entire group of writers fell silent. Because the new authors on the other side of the computer are stunned! What is a great god like Moyu doing here?

In this group of budding readers, there are many readers who are fighting. They have always taken Moyu as their idol and goal. But just now they actually scolded their idols.

A lot of readers are starting to say good things

[, it's really Moyu here! ] 】

[Meet the Ink God!] 】

[Mo Dada, I'm sorry just now]

Chen Hua looked at the news that flashed away, and a smile appeared on his face. He had just watched this matter for so long, and he knew almost everything.

The reason is because of the management of this group, first slandering several boutique authors of the Divine Alliance. Later, the screenshot was sent to these boutique authors, and the boutique authors came to find management theory, but they were counted by a group of budding newcomers. The boutique author was angry, so he went back to the Shenmeng to move the rescuers, so there is this scene now.

[Listen to me. Chen Hua kept typing on the keyboard, knocking out a line of words and sending out [Cheng Ye, Feiyang, and Desk Lamp, these people who have just joined the group, are indeed great gods. Don't be guessing, as for today's matter, let's wait for the two group managers to talk about it. 】

The great gods have their own arrogance, how could they just let go of the group of budding authors who had just scolded them.

[This group of people just scolded us like that? That's it, no mistake! 】

[This matter can't be calculated, it's really when we are paper paste!] 】

[It's all new and new at this stage, what's there to get along with them? Chen Hua is also very helpless [Just let everyone sell me face, big things are small, small things are turned into small things, how to forget this matter now.] 】

The name Moyu has only recently spread in the online literature circle, and it almost broke 20,000 on the third day of its release, which is an achievement that some platinum gods can't reach. Maybe he can become the next platinum author, and this face will be sold.

[Okay, today I will sell you face. How to count the new students. But that's the management, we won't just do it. 】

Every time under the mediation of Chen Hua, the relationship between the two parties is almost stable. Chen Huacai quietly quit the group, opened the browser and entered a movie website.

What happened just now did not affect Chen Hua's mood, but made him a little happy. After all, there is a new person who calls him a great god

After walking around the website twice, Chen Hua was a little disappointed. Now whether it is at home or abroad, except for a few nonsensical comedies, there are really few that can catch the eye.

Chen Hua clicked on a comedy film and lay down in bed to watch the flickering images on the computer screen.

"Haha~" This movie is very well acted, and the laughter is also very peculiar, so that people with high laughter like Chen Hua can't help laughing.

Chen Hua's eyes were swollen, and the blood on his face disappeared in an instant, turning into a touch of white. "Plop~Plop~" His heart, the frequency of beating is constantly rising. At this point, it has reached one hundred and eighty beats per minute, and it is still rising.

If the blood of Chen Hua was originally beating as smoothly as the Yangtze River, now the blood in Chen Hua's body is flooding like the water of the Yellow River.

Chen Hua screamed in pain, and the skin on his body began to redden, as if blood would break through the skin and flow out at any time.

There was no phone calling the front desk in the room, and there was no bell. Chen Hua wanted to take out his mobile phone for help, but he couldn't help it, and finally passed out in pain.

At six o'clock the next morning, Chen was lying on the bed in a large shape, his body functions were stable. But there was a point, his skin was very white, but not the ordinary kind of white, but sickly white.

After a few more minutes, Chen Hua was awakened by the sound of cicadas, he opened his eyes in a daze, and raised his head to look at the slowly rising sun outside the window.

After looking at it for a long time, he sat cross-legged in front of the window and raised his eyes to look into the distance. A pair of eyes were full of confusion

After falling into a coma last night, Chen Hua had a dream. This dream is a projection of the memory of the original owner of this body.

According to memory, Chen Hua contracted a strange illness when he was eight years old. This disease is very rare in the history of medicine, but it is not uncommon, and the famous private detective Sherlock Holmes suffered from the same symptom in his early years, and it was also the first symptom. For this reason, the history of medicine refers to this disease as Morse disease.

This disease is very weird, and when it can't be sick, it will make people's thinking change faster and enhance the patient's memory. However, as soon as the disease occurs, the patient's heart rate will reach the limit of the human heart rate (220 beats per minute), and the brain will briefly enter a state of suspended animation, when the suspended animation state ends, the patient's body will fall into a period of weakness for days or even months.

But one thing is okay, in the history of medicine, no one has died of this disease, and they all died of old age.