Chen Bo watched the chat while watching the screen, and a little black hand grabbed the black robe of the night Ben Thirteen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Self-bound sadness: "Night Run Thirteen, is it the Night Run Thirteen I have heard of?"

White Rabbit Milk Tyrant: "Running Thirteen at Night? Could it be that you only hear its voice and don't see its people at Night Thirteen?"

Zhenguan Dashan people: "The old man is polite here, I have seen the immortal envoy, hehe." ”

Self-bound sadness: "It's shameful to plug in!"

White Rabbit Milk Tyrant: "Shameful!"

Taishan was free: "Haha, the old friend is just proficient in one-finger Zen magic, this has just touched the mobile phone, typing is a little slow, don't mind, friends!"

White Rabbit Milk Tyrant: "Proficient in one-finger Zen magic skills?

Self-bound sadness: "You are all crooked, now I just want to know if this night is the other night to run thirteen~ After thinking about it carefully, it is indeed a bit like ah! Otherwise, how could the immortal envoy complete the task so easily! The quagmire under the cement and the thing of pouring a road against the wall, if you think about it carefully, it is a bug!"

Wielding a knife to fight the world: "Which one are you talking about running thirteen in the night?"

Self-bound sadness: "The grapevine says that the thirteen days of running at night are vicious, killing incomparably, killing one person in ten steps, and not leaving a general existence for thousands of miles." However, I carefully studied the various deeds of the night Ben Thirteen, and found countless strange things about the person who ran the night Ben Thirteen, this person may not be killed by himself, but luck against the sky! For example, the enemy sends people to the head for thousands of miles, the red and blue buffs are automatically brushed, and the total residual blood of the big dragon and the small dragon is ......"

The White Rabbit Milk Tyrant: "It's terrifying to think about it! Why did the Immortal Envoy tear down a wall? Why did Zhu Sanpang want to jump off the building with his new love? Is the cement underground a quagmire really because of the tofu scum project? Is it really because the Immortal Envoy is strategizing to get rid of many doctors by himself?"

Self-bound sadness: "Thinking about it like this, this person is the only one who runs thirteen at night!"

Chen Bo's little hand on the top of the black robe of the Night Ben Thirteen trembled, he was really terrified to think about it! The plan to fly over the madhouse so smoothly this time was really because of this man in black? So what did this little man in black really look like! I was excited to think about it!

Taishan was free: "Rabbit, just now the old friend read the message you sent, I think you are very interested in a finger Zen, the old friend said that since the little friend is interested, he must be satisfied, so he decided to find your place in person, and then teach you a finger of Zen magic, haha, congratulations to the little friend!"

White Rabbit Milk Bully: "Don't! I've been busy making money in live broadcasts recently, but I haven't experienced greeting seniors, I'm really afraid of neglecting my seniors!"

Taishan was carefree: "Don't worry about the rabbit, my friend is kind and kind, I won't mind!" Haha, it just so happens that I still have a few papayas here, by the way, let my old friend bring them to you!"

White Rabbit Milk Tyrant: "Can I refuse your kindness?"

Taishan was free: "I'm afraid not, my old friend has just set off......"

Self-bound sorrow: "May I ask if the great benevolent person of Zhenguan has any other titles, such as the Venerable Youlong......"

Taishan was carefree: "Haha, my old friend has always called himself a great benevolent person of Zhenguan, and titles like Youlong Venerable are the honorific titles of other Taoist friends, but my old friend has never recognized it." ”

Self-bound sadness: "Haha, milk ba, I can't imagine that you have today!"

White Rabbit Milk Bully: "What's the matter? Seeing that there are seniors who want to teach me peerless martial arts, are you envious and jealous of the mad demon?"

Self-bound sadness: "Haha, yes! I'm dying of jealousy!"

Night Ben Thirteen swallowed his meal violently, not noticing that a small black hand had already grabbed his cloak and was slowly pulling his cloak up......

"The most important news in the Demon World's "Bagua Weekly" is about to begin! The true face of the legendary Night Ben Thirteen, which has plagued the demon people for decades, is about to appear!" The self-bound sadness wrapped in the cocoon is excitedly peeping at the screen, and in front of it are more than a dozen mobile phones, each of which displays a video - a squirming figure in black clothes!

The sound of the "buzzing" mobile phone vibrating interrupted his self-bound sad train of thought, and he glanced at the mobile phone blankly, and it was like a lightning strike in an instant!

Taishan was carefree: "Hehe, Moth Little Friend, just now my old friend saw your words, I think you are also a good child who loves to learn, since you are so envious of rabbits, you can't just teach rabbits to learn one finger Zen, this is really unfair to you." Therefore, the old friend decided, after the end of the one-finger meditation, I will go to you and teach you to turn into bones! Haha, congratulations to the little friend!"

"Can I say I want to die...... "The sadness of self-binding is really sad now! Specifically because this Zhenguan great benevolent man is also the former dragon hero, and he is most famous for his ability to pass on his skills without saying a word!

The Dragon Hero, who loves to be helpful, is helpful all his life, and sums up the vigorous demon life in the first few hundred years of the Dragon Hero in one word: helpful!

There are not 1,000 but 800 people who have been taught peerless martial arts by the Dragon Hero, and each of these people has the strength of the same demon in the same class, but the premise is that they can live! Because the training of the Dragon Hero is really devil training!

And there are more people who have been rescued by the dragon hero, from the girl who has lost her foot to the grandmother who crossed the road, from the aunt who dances the square dance to - uh, these dragon heroes have not done it yet, but it is all predictable, because the only criterion for the dragon hero to help others is: to meet the small wishes of all the people around him, and to help all the people and things he meets to stay away from danger!

The self-bound cocoon of sadness is full of tears, and his only consolation is the white and tender little hands on the mobile phone screen, at this moment, these little hands are now pulling the black cloak, and it has reached the last moment!

Chen Bo's heart beat faster and faster, and finally with a shake of his little hand, he pulled down the big black cloak, revealing the other black cloak inside!

"Poof-" The self-bound sadness of the peep screen spat out a mouthful of blood, "Mourning is greater than heart death! Is my front-page headline just gone?"

Yeben Thirteen was sucking porridge, turned his head and looked at Chen Bo in wonder, "You also want to drink porridge?"

Chen Bo shook his head bitterly, "Forget it, you just put me in a place where there is a taxi." ”

Nightben Thirteen nodded honestly and confirmed again, "Our mission is over, isn't it?"

"Yes. "Chen Bocai doesn't care who the news alarms, anyway, it's good that it's not his own business, and Zhu Sanpang is by his side now, and the little snake wriggling in his pocket is also felt by him, so naturally this task is successfully over!

"That's good," Night Ben Thirteen turned around, "open the door, send off!"

Chen Bo was still a little foggy when he was thrown out of the carriage, but he didn't expect that Ben Thirteen would be so fierce this night!

Chen Bo patted the soil on his buttocks, and looked at the surroundings, although they were a little barren, but in the distance, they were all high-rise buildings, where the typical urban village was, holding a pig in one hand and a snake in the other, Chen Bo passed the first level of the probationary period of Tianting employees steadily, "A chicken in the left hand ~ A duck in the right hand ~ There is a fat doll behind him ~ Babbling Yier ~"

I called a car and went to the Heavenly Court Office first, put down the pigs and snakes, and then returned to the small dormitory where he had lived for two months, the dormitory was only about 30 square meters, but there were seven double beds for 14 people to live in.

Chen Bo packed his things and packed only one suitcase, Chen Bo first brought everything to the Tianting daily necessities store, and then bought a rice cooker from the Internet.

Now that the current task has been completed for the time being, Chen Bo plans to try the medicinal herbs in the sock box next! Of course, he also has to try the two bottles of calcined body fluid that he got out of thin air!

This kind of thing used by immortals, Chen Bo will not use it in vain, since this is left by the king, the best way is to ask the king, Chen Bo summarized the work he had done, and sent it to the king as a work report, and asked how to use the calcined body fluid.

put Zhu Sanpang and Snake Startling Ice in the sink and washed them together, and then threw them on the single bed in the back, Chen Bo's daily necessities shop is open as usual!

As soon as the bell rang, someone pushed the door in.

Chen Bo raised his head and looked at the man—oh my! This is a human being and a ghost!

The hanged ghost is standard: bloodshot eyeballs, long tongue, miserable white face, a long white dress, long hair mopping the floor, and the person in front of him, no, should say that this ghost, is definitely the standard version!

"What are you looking at?" the hanged ghost shouted to Chen Bo in fluent Northeast dialect with his long tongue in one hand and his eye socket in the other.