Seeing the content in the phone, Yu Sheng was stunned for a moment, his fingers paused at the top of the screen for a long time, and finally slowly typed out a '? ’。

"Wow, Zhao Zicheng, are you married?"

"Fake, right? You don't even have a girlfriend! ”

"I... I don't believe it. ”

"Heh..."

One message after another swallowed up the inconspicuous question mark for the rest of his life almost in the blink of an eye.

"Lao Tzu has been in love for a long time, but it has not been announced before."

"Aren't you thinking about it for fear of you single dogs!"

"After all, my father watches it closely, and lets me pass on the family every day, and.... And..."

"She's really good!!"

Seeing the questioning voices, Zhao Zicheng said with an angry face, and sent dozens of sixty-second voices to tell their love story.

Like what...

When he returned to Mobei City, he revisited his hometown, and as a well-known senior and role model of Mobei No. 2 Middle School, he gave a long speech in the school.

And she was the teacher in that school.

I still remember that day, the spring flowers were blooming, and the air was full of fragrance.

The sun swayed on her side face, it was so moving, a look back, a smile, deeply touched Zhao Zicheng's heart.

So, under Zhao Zicheng's dead face (according to the oral statement of the parties, it was a consensual relationship), the two finally met, knew each other, met, and came together very smoothly.

"After all, Lao Tzu is good-looking!"

"Especially after an extra scar on the face, it looks even more handsome!"

Zhao Zicheng is still brazenly showing off.

"Then, I will go to the barbarian city, at that time, life and death were uncertain, so I didn't tell you about it, in case you say then, Zhao Zicheng, you run, you still have a wife!!"

"Am I not going to be a deserter?"

"You're going to do it, you're going to do it! Lao Tzu is guarding against the slightest and not telling you directly, hehe!! ”

"Just a week ago, I got my proposal."

"Get married next weekend, whoever doesn't come, Lao Tzu will kill whom!"

Zhao Zicheng's voice bombardment ended here.

In order to listen to Zhao Zicheng's voice, the dignified Moge Pavilion Master, the busy adult for the rest of his life, wasted half an hour of time and listened to a bloody love story.

Although there is a lot of moisture in this story, I can still feel the heartfelt joy in Zhao Zicheng's tone.

"Hmm."

"Okay."

Eventually, Yu Sheng typed two words on the screen again, and then put the phone down.

At the moment before putting down the phone, another voice message popped up, but I didn't dare to click on it for the rest of my life.

It is too long, and there is a lack of effective information, which wastes life.

He kept flipping through the pages on his desk, and finally opened a file labeled 'Sin City Materials', opened it, and looked at it carefully.

It contains all the known information about the Terrans, about the Sin City.

This is a top-secret existence in the entire human race, and there are very few who are qualified to see it.

"It really exists..."

"Is it above the taboo?"

"If so, who will it be..."

"Why hasn't it ever appeared?"

It wasn't until the sun went down that Yu Sheng slowly put down the information, leaned back in his chair, and fell into deep thought.

For Sin City, the rest of his life still has a lot to say.

Judging from the various details on the summary data, it seems to be full of logical contradictions in many details, and many things seem to be completely unreasonable in the city of sin.

At this time, Yu Sheng's mobile phone rang again.

He picked up his mobile phone, looked at the voice message sent to him by Lin Xiaoxiao, and clicked on it.

"Brother Yu, Brother Yu!"

"What kind of wedding gift are you going to give?"

"Isn't it too insincere to send money directly, Brother Zicheng is not short of money."

"You said that if I use the hair that Dabai has fallen off over the years to make him a down jacket, will it be very innovative?"

Hearing Lin Xiaoxiao's voice, Yu Sheng was at a loss for a moment again, and finally silently replied with the word 'um'.

As if an appointment had been made, Sun Wen's message popped up.

"Boss Yu, what are you sending?"

"I'm going to let people use demon crystals to create a statue of Zhao Zicheng, 1:1 restoration!"

"Absolutely shocking!"

"I've thought about it, this hemorrhage, I must start with a sixth-level demon crystal, and then use a special technique to fuse it to ensure the preservation of energy!"

"It'll be at his doorstep when the time comes!"

"Occasionally, a thief or something can make him move his muscles and bones."

Sun Wen is more conscientious, and he sends words.

It's just the content in it that makes the rest of my life a little silent.

"You're not afraid of the thief who comes, can't he beat him..."

In the end, Yu Sheng still couldn't hold back and typed in a relatively long string of words.

"I can't beat it... I am ashamed of this, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, and a new mission for myself as the goal of struggle! ”

"For example, I can now turn over my palm and destroy the four senses, even if the five senses come, I am sure that I will retreat with my whole body!"

Even if it's a text, you can feel Sun Wen's show-off energy.

"Hmm..."

"What if the other party cuts the grass to the roots?"

Yu Sheng pondered for a few seconds and asked again.

Sun Wen replied almost in seconds: "Doesn't that give us a few motivations?" Cultivate hard and avenge him! Turning over the palm to extinguish the five senses is just around the corner! ”