The black hair of the person who appeared in front of the camera was simply pulled up with a wooden hairpin, revealing a snow-white and straight neck.

The slender hand of the finger bones, lightly holding the fan bone, lazily put it on the plain robe.

Like an unbeatable true person.

She has a beautiful appearance, sparse eyebrows and eyes, a pair of cold eyes seem to melt into the snow of a whole season, and her pale lips have a little contempt for loneliness, like a little star hanging high in the sky after the endless rainy night falls.

People want to find out, but they can't touch it.

Qianwan turned her face slightly and asked in a calm tone, "What are you doing now?" ”

This simple action caused a burst of inhalation through the screen.

[Ma Ma I think I'm in love again!! ]

[Shen Daochang look here, the child is super sweet~]

[A group of who look at their faces, all go away for me, little fairy Taoist swd!] ]

[……]

The narrator looked at the sudden surge of barrage, and couldn't help laughing, while introducing in a deep and magnetic voice, "Shen Qianwan is the convener of the Lingkong Taoist sect, she is the real Taoist master, welcome all players to join the Taoist sect and discuss the Taoist ...... together."

[Wait, it seems that the Taoist can't get married?] The son of an uncle of my aunt's distant cousin's family has been communicating with me in the Taoist temple for half a month, and he told me. ]

[I am confident and remove it.] ]

[Are you the devil in scarlet?] I'm crying, I'm out of love!! ]

[Is it okay to fall out of love in one second?] ]

[……]

The models of the Taoist sect imitate the traditional Soviet-style architecture, but most of them are based on gray, and the exquisite grandeur reveals a slight sense of distance from all beings.

It's like the skill of a Taoist character.

Primary ranged attack, the enemy cannot be close to the enemy.

Qianwan frowned slightly.

Li Ziyang didn't tell her about tonight's live broadcast, so she was only allowed to play casually, so she ......

A certain god looked at the game interface of Lingkong, ignored the guidance page, and used a fledgling novice public beta number to directly click into the argument PK.

The interface immediately pops up with a "Matching opponent, please wait".

[I'm going, I'm shocked that my fried chicken wings have fallen off, what kind of operation is this?] ]

[Level 10 vs Level 60?] Take a guess...... Don't you know what an upgrade is? ]

[I'm so afraid that the little fairy Dao Chang will be beaten!! ]

[Well, I did this when I first started playing games, when I was in sixth grade...... It's good to be young. ]

When the matched PK opponent ID was revealed, the barrage fell into an eerie silence again.

[This...... May I ask how Shen Daochang was able to PK Sanshui Chenchen, this algorithm is too strong, right? Rotten iron is a bit miserable for the king. ]

[Miserable +1.] ]

[Miserable+120]

[Large Crematorium Preparation ......]

Fu Chen frowned a little puzzled when he saw the matching opponent level, and directly clicked on the hang-up, then put the tablet next to him, and continued to look down at the financial weekly sent by the assistant.

He pinched his shoulders slightly and shook his head, the bed in this hospital was still not very comfortable.

In the live broadcast room.

Sure enough, as expected by the barrage poisonous milk, Sanshui Chenchen made a big move to kill Shen Daochang's novice number in seconds.

[Sure enough...... Faster than I thought. ]

[After all, Sanshui Chenchen is the number that God K has been favored, although it only appeared for a short time...... Harm, it's weird. ]

[Oh my God!!] One is white moonlight, the other is a cinnabar mole, whoever hurts me at all is uncomfortable, why should I let my fat tiger suffer this pain?? ]

The corners of a god's mouth twitched, and his fingertips were still pressed on the mouse, and he saw several bright red characters suddenly appear on the screen.

"You have been defeated by Sanshui Chenchen."

Even the sound effects of the game can be heard with a thick sense of desolation.

The people watching the live broadcast saw Shen Daochang frowning, and asked the person next to him sideways, his voice was still confused, "This...... What's going on? ”

[My little heart trembled, Shen Daochang is really a budding ......]

[You pk others take the lead......]

[Your combat power is too spicy to win......]

[To put it bluntly, he was beaten to death.] ]

"Huh?" A cold male voice came from the side, "Resurrect first, I'll take a look." ”

Speaking of a pair of bony hands, he appeared in front of the live camera, flexibly operating the keyboard.

(End of chapter)