It's not funny at all, and I don't know which stinky guy did it.

This is simply madness, and the conscience of the person who caused it all will not ache?

Qianjun kept greeting someone's conscience in her heart, and what she didn't see was ......

Yichen, who was dressed in the same pink clothes beside him, touched his heart a little strangely, and was a little silent for a while.

If he stands up now and says to his little Junjun that this is the breeding of the mischievous factor in his heart that he was bored for a while before.

That's why he has come up with this new trick after another to trick these players who grab the treasure chest, will he be beaten?

Thinking of the pan that was about to arrive as soon as he said it, Yichen was a little nervous for a while......

After many times of intense inner struggle, he stopped talking and looked at Qianjun many times.

Under her fire-breathing eyes, Yichen decisively decided to bury the truth of all this in her heart and rot in her stomach.

What kind of international joke, if he is now confidently pulled the other party and said: That's right, I did all this.

What's the difference between slapping someone else with a good face, and then standing in front of others with a provocative face and saying that all this is done by yourself?

I'm afraid that I will be beaten into a shrimp by the other party...... This joke is not easy to make at all, and there will be a life-threatening joke at any time? Open? I'm afraid! I'm afraid!

At this time, he didn't notice that Yichen beside him was abnormal, and he endured the heart of smashing all the golden treasure chests in front of him with a hammer, and continued to open the treasure chest.

At sunrise and sunset, Qianjun tirelessly opened many treasure chests and got how many strange gadgets, and finally opened the treasure chest.

She rubbed her slightly sour wrist and glanced at the treasure chest she had just opened.

During this time, she read countless small notes that made people scratch their ears and cheeks, the density of the small notes, and the perverted words on the small notes.

Looking at the big pants in front of me, I remembered the words written on the note pressed under the big pants before, and I felt tired......

Small note: Hey, Sao Nian, when you see my note, it means that I am so handsome again.

And you seem to have been blessed by me with the Niang Spray, and the big pink pants in your hand are the evidence of your Niang Niang.

The rest of the notes abounded, and with a black face, he tied these small notes into a pile, and the pink flames of Qianjun's fingertips burst out.

In the blink of an eye, the pink flame burned and burned on it, and to her surprise, the flame on her fingertips was extinguished, and the pile of notes on the ground was undamaged.

Picking up a small note that had been burned before, a line of inconspicuous small characters on it was impressively listed, Qianjun squinted, and it took a long time to see what was written on that line of small characters.

Tips: This note is carefully made by the founder of Thousand Faces Mall, that is, the creator god Yichen, and cannot be erased in any way.

In an instant, Qianjun's face darkened, and after a long time, when she thought something was going on, she learned who was doing a childish trick, and it was also someone around her, she only felt that her mood was very unbeautiful.

The master was wronged by this little note and opening the box for a long time, and he did it for a long time, and the culprit was still at ease by his side, and he couldn't bear it......

"Yichen, you explain it to the master."

Holding the small note in his hand, he pointed to the bottom line of small letters.

"Xiao Junjun, what's the string of ants on this note?"

Yichen, who learned that he was exposed, blinked his face without blushing and his heart beating, and pretended innocently that he couldn't see it.