"Get out of here!" shouted the fairy in dress.

Shu Xiu smiled, closed the door and left.

Mo Fan looked at the fairy in the neon dress, and he didn't say anything that shouldn't be said.

After the technique was gone, the neon dress fairy returned to the previous setting of a quiet and beautiful big sister, she sat back in her seat, and said with a slight smile: "Mo Fan, I really didn't expect you to be an individual cultivator! ”

"The seniors have won the prize. Mo Fan said: "I'm just that the axe is relatively large, and the momentum of cutting it down is fierce." ”

"You! You have the strength to keep a low profile. The fairy said: "If you change to someone else's low-key pretend, it may be okay, but you...... It's better to be yourself. ”

Mo Fan: "???"

"Senior, what do you mean?" Mo Fan asked incomprehensibly.

"It's very simple!" said the fairy in the neon dress: "Now that you are famous, no matter what you do, people basically pay attention to it, let's take the matter of black potential as an example, let me ask you, are there any evil cultivation forces looking for you?"

Mo Fan was stunned and nodded, indeed, there were two unknown fifth-grade evil cultivators who came to him for trouble, if it weren't for the Qianqiu Lu who suddenly comprehended at that time, I am afraid that he would have already encountered an accident.

"It's important to keep a low profile, but it's not necessary for you, so it's better to keep a low profile. The fairy said.

Mo Fan lowered his head and did not reply.

Venerable Qianling said before that he can't be too proud, once he is too high-profile, his heart will swell, but he will give Thanos a chance to fight back.

It's better to act honestly and low-key, and pretend to be a high-profile slap in the face.

There was still an hour to go, and Mo Fan had nothing to do, so he sat on the chair and started playing mobile games.

The fairy sat at the desk, her head propped up with her hands, and her beautiful eyes looked at Mo Fan curiously.

"Mo Fan, don't you need to cultivate?" she asked.

"No, besides, there won't be much progress in cultivation at this time. Mo Fan replied without taking his eyes off the screen.

Neon Fairy: "......"

She heard the meaning of Mo Fan's words, the opponent was too weak, and it didn't matter if she cultivated or not.

"What are you playing?" asked the fairy in dress.

"Senior, this is eating chicken. Mo Fan said, he saw that the fairy was very curious, so he moved a chair to the other party's side.

The fairy took the phone, and Mo Fan began to tell her the rules of the game.

"Senior, this is a gunfight game, the rules are to keep collecting resources in the safe zone, eliminate the opponent, and survive to the end. ”

After a few simple sentences, the fairy in the dress completely got into this game.

I have to say that the monk plays this game, just like opening a self-aiming hanging, he dies when he sees it, and a pistol can kill it with a full match.

Under Mo Fan's onlookers, the Nishang Fairy killed only four of the hundred people in just over ten minutes.

Mo Fan looked at the record of 82 kills of his predecessors, and had no other thoughts than shock.

"Mo Fan, there are still four people left, how about we drive?" suggested the fairy in the neon dress, her fingers swiping on the screen to find the car.

"Better not. Mo Fan persuaded: "The circle is quite big now, if the four of them are a team, once they drive, they will be easy to be sniped." ”

"That's right, huh!" the fairy agreed a little cutely.

She manipulates the character to bend over and search the room for resources with a pistol.

"Hey!98K!And trolls!Senior, quick, take those two guns!Artifact!" Mo Fan hurriedly said.

"Oh oh!" the neon dress fairy put away the two guns according to Mo Fan's meaning.

To be reasonable, Mo Fan's impression of the neon dress fairy at the beginning of the period was a beautiful senior, but now it seems that she is a big sister with a somewhat cute mind.

The safe zone continued to shrink, and the fairy in neon soon found the existence of the remaining four.

As Mo Fan said before, those four people are a team, and the Nishang Fairy sniped four people in a row without much effort, and the gun shot the head, even the third-level head and third-level armor couldn't block the second shot.

"Yay! Win!" the fairy exclaimed, "This game is so exciting, it's so fun!"

Mo Fan looked at the time and found that there was still half an hour left, so he exchanged contact information with the Nishang Fairy and helped her download the game.

"Senior Nishang, there's still enough time, let's open it again!"

"Yes!" the fairy retrieved her phone from Mo Fan's hand.

"That's right!" The fairy said again: "Don't call me my predecessors, call me old, call me sister!"

"Ahh

"What are you calling?" said the fairy in the dress.

Mo Fan: "......"

"Hello Sister Nishang!"

"Hey!" Ni Shang had a smile on her face, and the two little tiger teeth were exactly the same as Qianyurou's little girl, cute and tight.

Mo Fan smiled helplessly, and the two began their journey of eating chicken.

In thirty minutes, Mo Fan and the others ate two handfuls of chicken.

With five minutes left before the game, Mo Fan declined Ni Shang's invitation to eat chicken for the third time.

"Sister Nishang, I'm going to play a game too, and I won't fight the third one. Mo Fan smiled bitterly.

"That's right!" Fairy Nishang remembered that today was the day of the competition, and she quickly put away her mobile phone and said, "Then you hurry up and prepare!"

"Okay. Mo Fan smiled.

said that it was preparation, but in fact, it was a small toilet in the bathroom at the check-in office, and the clothes were tidied up to relieve the tension.

When the five-minute time is up, the alarm goes off.

The fairy in the neon dress personally helped Mo Fan open the door and encouraged: "Come on!"

"Thank you, Sister Nishang!" Mo Fan nodded in thanks and walked towards the passage to the martial arts arena.

Nervous!

Walking step by step, Mo Fan's heart was pounding, he was about to go on the live broadcast, he was so excited, would he be foreign?

The distance of the passage was very short, and Mo Fan walked for nearly ten seconds to reach the entrance of the tunnel.

Standing at the door, Mo Fan looked at the audience that was at least twice as large as the previous one, and there was a bunch of photographic equipment placed under the scene.

He admits that he panicked, and panicked.

Mo Fan subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and silently recited the meditation mantra and took his steps.

In the center of the field stood the senior cultivator, and I saw that he had changed his sloppy uncle style in the past, changed into a white robe, and put on a Taoist robe.

And on the other side of the martial arts arena, the moon wheel also happened to come up.

She has a beautiful face, and the training clothes on her body have been changed into a power suit, but they are still fiery red.

Mo Fan looked at her, although her face was calm, her clenched fists and slightly stiff steps fully expressed her nervous heart.

Seeing that the other party was more nervous than himself, Mo Fan smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, he was much more relaxed, sure enough, the monk who grew up in the cultivation realm did not have much diplomatic experience.

(End of chapter)