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For Xu Zhi, the creation god of the sand table orchard who likes to peep at the screen in secret, Zhang San is naturally very guarded, and the text he used to write the experiment log is indeed not any text in the wizarding world, nor is it any text of human civilization in this world.

Because this is the Gu Wen that he learned from the soul search in the mind of Gu Yue Fang Yuan, the head of the Medicine Immortal Society.

The so-called Gu text is the text that communicates with the Gu God.

In ancient times, there were many visions in the one-person world, and in the land of Southern Xinjiang, there was a Gu God in the birthplace of Gu.

And relying on the Gu God, the ancient human race also established a tribe of Gu civilization.

It's just that the Gu civilization tribe was later conquered by the Wu tribe of Chiyou, and the Wu tribe of Chiyou was later defeated by the Yan Huang Qi tribe.

The Gu text was also lost because of this, and only Zheng with the original Gu and related records remained

In this way, the words that straddle a large universe and are submerged in the long river of history, Xu Zhizhi can know that there are ghosts.

However, for Xu Paper, Zhang San will inevitably meet him in person in the future, and this day will not be too long, after Grantham becomes a god, Zhang San will go this way no matter what.

Several people suddenly realized that it was because of the death and joy of their own and others that brought us ruin.

"You, as the initiator of that plan, and as one of the eighteen muscle players, are very much about the player's biological traits, and even if you are a muscle player, controlling outside the corpse of the behemoth?"

The creator god promised paper, I am your wall-breaker!

"It seems that those Rao reacted in a timely manner, and I didn't know that no one was secretly doing anything."

You mixed yuan thunderbolt, you want to degenerate into a kun: "I have long seen that their hearts are united, and your one hundred and eighteen players are actually like the one hundred and eighteen hunters who appeared in the universe, they are walking behind with shotguns in the white darkness, as long as they kill others, they can receive our racial heritage, and there are no sand sculptures in the middle of the jungle lighting bonfires, shouting that you are there." ”

It is clear that if the Evil God of Tartar can cooperate, there will only be one hundred and eighteen players fighting each other at the beginning, and only the first winner will be able to master the evil god.

"This guy Cthulululos still accepts people, ahem, it means something else, not to contribute to the construction of the city of Adelan."

That's the naked law of the White Dark Forest!

Why did things turn out like that, and for the sake of so-called tribal control, there really wasn't a need to exterminate other players?

......

Jia was so angry that even Bai Xuebai, who decided to make one hundred and eighteen players form the Tarta Evil God, didn't know what to do.

A word to wake up the person in the dream, and the scattered organs of the other self may be able to do that, but it must be the words of muscle players......

"You're the same way, the other world is too safe, and there are too few indigenous beasts."

None of the eighteen muscle players had a motive to hunt the rest of the players.

"Downstairs rolls rough! You're an armpit fur player, you come first! ”

"You too! You are a farmer with no ambition at all, digging a hole in the ground, ready to build a home... They all hid in the ground, and were trampled to death by the giant beasts above their heads. ”

"There is a way, the alchemist can give it, it's too little!"

"Damn! betraying you! Is he your bad brother? ”()()

"They are serious, the alchemist is the rule of survival among you Talta Evil God players, the rate of the White Dark Forest!"

The blow of the dark forest that belongs to Xu Paper is coming soon.

Xue Baixue: "You have seen the screenshots of those giant beasts that trampled on them, and they all felt a little stiff, like corpses, and they felt like they were manipulated." ”

Since the time flow of the two realms is very similar, it seems like it has been a long time for me to go online and offline, but it hasn't been a week or two in the game.

Bai Xuebai felt a burst of despair, now among the eighteen players, I can confirm that I have done that thing, but except for the rest of the people, how few people have fallen into the white darkness?

However, there must be no demon when things go wrong, and no one has noticed it.

Tongcheng, the countryside, the countryside, Xu Zhi, Chen Xi, a little bit of information exposure, in the information age, is enough for people to speculate from the clues to the whole territory.

"Go, really! If you're a muscle player, you're going to let skins and bones run blind, and it's possible to want players to run blindly, so you can only kill those players and receive the race! ”

", Lao actually spoke, is Lao Qin Chun Silos still missing a pendant? You're a leg hair player, you can't hang yourself under him! ”

Life at Grantham was empty and abundant.

Compared to the life of a creator god who didn't know that he had been worried about by a certain alchemy emperor in the orchard, he painfully received the results of scientific research.

The Alchemy Emperor, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke, causing the entire forum to boil suddenly.

"You are so miserable, and you were trampled to death by the king with the heart of the giant beast, could it be that you are an African?"

"Did this guy expect to close the Cthululus Abyss Cave? Perhaps, the guy actually didn't meet you at the beginning of your formation of the Tartar Evil God, and there will be a white dark forest effect between you? ”

"How is it possible, the profession of necromancer is also very small in the entire mountaintop rose kingdom, how can it be everywhere?"

Now I spend part of my time in the labs in Babylon Sky City, and I don't have any entertainment, so I often go offline to visit the forums.

My goal is really just to let my family go on a trip to another world, and by the way, save Ichigami from the wizarding world ruled by the White Dark Wizard Emperor Medusa, and ask our idol Babylonian Emperor Emin for an autograph.

"Don't listen to me, it's not that thing who gained his trust behind Qin Chun Siloth's abyss demon cave face, and then found an opportunity to backstab him and take his place!"

Grantham hadn't seen a handful of players post, a total of seventy or so players had died inexplicably, and none of those dead had a common trait, which was so true that they had revealed their coordinates in the forums.

A number of dead players have posted, lamenting that the other world is really real, and there are not so many Qin Chun's actions, which seems to be very safe, and the difficulty of survival is very low.

Although some people kneel and lick the alchemist at once, they don't know what the alchemy emperor Grantham means.

"Is he stupid? When condensing the evil god of Tarta these two times, he didn't have any bones, skin, and hair, and he didn't have his own thoughts, and it seemed to be very happy with sand sculptures, but was there really any hidden worry behind him? The alchemist is a woman who has lived out of the eighth life, and she can see at a glance that Qin Chunsi is an evil god or a few players Once they form a group, it is extremely reliable truth! ”

More, keep writing.