Although the great birds flying across the mountains were afflicted, the news that he broke through layers of blockades and reached the top of China became a hot post on the Chinese Forum the next day.

The poster was not Qianshan, nor was he in the White Church, but the ID of the Windmill Party. However, the three families are of the same clan, so it doesn't matter. However, the posts are not like players posting casually, but the titles are clear in format and eye-catching contents are progressing layer by layer. Finally, there is a malicious topic that "The Chinese divine server is probably going to change its name", which is complete, inciting, scheming, and professional promotional post. The only strange thing is that the screenshots used are not Qianshan's perspective, but the audience's perspective under the city tower, so it will definitely not be provided by Qianshan himself, either by the good people of the top server, or by the small trumpet in the Holy Land of Light.

But it doesn't matter. The crack in time and space was opened for the first time. The top of China, known as the divine server, was slapped. With such a loud noise, the players of the Holy Land of Light were excited, and the players on the foreign server were also excited. With various small excitement, the post was so high that they could not subside. The building below was covered with thousands of floors. The wind of public opinion was gloating and gloating. The top server was slapped in the face. However, there were also several top server players who couldn't see it, leaving behind a sarcasm like "What's there to be proud of? PK is just a dog escape". Unfortunately, they were soon destroyed in the newly built floor of the highway.

At that time, it was the most energetic morning of the day. In addition to fighter jets, your uncle wanted to go to work, shemale, crazy people and make money in class, they were all online, so naturally they had to watch the forum.

What, is there more vitality at 8:00 to 10:00 in the morning?

Sorry, the children are not awake yet.

"Strange, why haven't Qianshan said a word?" Everyone in YY was discussing it in full swing, and 438 suddenly said, "I have seen 1,700 floors here."

Fang Zheng was carefully studying which camp the screenshot in the post came from under the city tower. When he heard 438 say this, he was a little surprised: "He really didn't come out?"

"I guess the ending is not very good and I'm frustrated." The blood bull's analysis came to the point.

With that guy's personality is not afraid of the most expensive and the coolest, yesterday's exit method will indeed cause him internal injuries, so it is understandable that he is silent. If you think about it this way, perhaps posting is not his original intention. After all, with Qianshan's personality, posting after a complete victory is even more pleasant. This kind of top-top activity that leaves a tail that is criticized is really not perfect.

The speculations of the comrades in the ghost server were quickly confirmed.

Around lunch time, the post was still on the home page because of continuous replies. 438 went to browse it again on a whim, but unexpectedly, it released a comment from Qianshan Bird Feijue ID-

Posted by: Dutch Chamber of Commerce

Theme: The Holy Land of Light has reached the top of China! Divine Suit? Haha.

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Reply content: [Reply to 987# Fruit Momo] You are just a dog escape!!!

Originally, no one noticed the messages of the top server ID. Even if I read it, I still thought it was a waste of dirty water. After all, the screenshots were all there, and the iron-toothed bronze teeth could not change the fact that the city tower was planting a flag. As a result, the main owner emerged and responded with such a face. So the perverts were excited and carefully dug out all the floors involved in "dog escape" and packed up the reply for explanation - I heard of "pig escape" and said that dog escape is definitely a new term from which sect?

Those who posted the post probably didn't pay attention, they had already left off, but more players on the server who were still watching saw Qianshan turn the wind direction by themselves, and it was so joyful, and immediately rushed to explain, such a thing as Balabala.

At this point, you can play with whatever you reach the top of the Holy Land of Light, and a new post emerged - "The host power cord was pulled loose by a dog and lost without a fight. The TOP1 that has never been heard of in China's operation in ten years! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

In the Internet era, the news that the people like does not need to be detailed and objective, but only needs to be popular. The "face-slapping faction" led by the top players of China finally found the opportunity to slap back, and it was even more bloody. I wish I could reply to building a building while shouting "Hey, hey, hey," so haha ​​posts were built up at a speed of more than ten floors per second, which was a trend that would surpass the promotional posts of the Dutch Chamber of Commerce.

How could the Dutch Chamber of Commerce show weakness? It immediately organized people to continue to brush their own posts, and relied on the popularity they had accumulated before steadily suppressing new posts.

Naturally, my comrades in the ghost server love it even more. In addition, I am sleepy and lazy in the afternoon, so I just do something that doesn’t require any brains, so all the staff joined the battle to clean the building.

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438: "The leader doesn't need to read it anymore. Our post has already been on the post of the Dutch Chamber of Commerce."

Fang Zheng: "You can't relax, because of the urinary nature of the Holy Land of Light, you will definitely not give up easily."

438: "But the administrator has already put Haha on top."

Your sister & Diamond & Fifth Brother & Blood Bull: "..."

Little Bird: "The moderator's spare time is also boring..."

But there are more boring than moderators-

Poster: Professional watch

Topic: The host power cord was pulled loose by a dog and the PK was defeated without a fight. The TOP1 that has never been heard of in China's operation in ten years! Hahahahahahahaha

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Reply content: [Reply 549# Qianshan Bird Flying Jue] So handsome! So handsome! But you can upload several pictures at once, without posting one.

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It is unknown how many photos of his dog were stored in Qianshan's computer, but the people on the China Forum all felt his deep love for him.

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The summit of the Holy Land of Light allowed everyone to see the ultimate significance of the time and space tunnel, so in the next few days, the group servers fought in a melee. Not to mention, there were actually several servers that successfully reached other families. The top of China was not slapped in the face again, but the Holy Land of Light hit the dragon and tiger roaring in the face. Qianshan was said to have beaten everyone who challenged the city tower at that time. However, the Holy Land of Light simply sent a notice and screenshot, and did not think about making such a big fuss as before. At the same time, according to reliable internal information, Qianshan was ordered to ban the forum from speaking within a month.

The top of China did not successfully reach the top because they have been organizing revenge these days. However, no matter whether they are from each organization or from three or two legions, they have not broken through the encirclement of the Holy Land of Light at the entrance of the space-time tunnel. They have been defeated repeatedly and fought again and again.

The ghost server did not join forces with other families because Fang Zheng, the bird and blood cow all believed that there were not necessarily good people, but few people were easier to unexpectedly, act flexibly, and take advantage of the chaos to catch fish.

But this fish is really hard to touch.

After returning from the fourth defeat, the entire ghost server was very depressed. It was not just the defeat, but the chance of success was seen but the success was achieved.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, the friends dispersed early and each healed their injuries.

Fang Zheng leaned on the chair and stretched her waist. When she retracted her waist, she looked out the window casually, and suddenly was stunned: "Bird, it's snowing."

Meng Chudong was reviewing the troubled waters and summarizing the experience and lessons to charge next time. Hearing this, he also looked up and said lightly: "The New Year is coming soon."

Fang Zheng got up and opened the aluminum alloy window. The cold air slammed the snowflakes on her face. It didn't hurt, but itchy and a bit seductive.

Fang Zheng took a deep breath and felt that her body became clearer with the air in the room.

After not paying attention for a while, Meng Chudong found that Fang Zheng had lost weight again. Just from his back, he could see that the tight sweater he had just bought during the winter was a little loose. Perhaps he could also follow Qianshan to raise a dog. Meng Chudong thought that this would not be boring every day, and it would save him ten days and half a month to persuade and educate him, which always caused the leader to complain, "Look, you really dislike me..."

While he was thinking about it, Meng Chudong felt a certain emotion reviving in his body. A second ago he was thinking that raising a dog could be done, but he definitely didn't want a husky. A second later he just wanted to do the leader of his own group.

Walking over and hugging Fang Zheng from behind, Meng Chudong put the bottom on the other party's shoulder and exhaled gently.

Fang Zheng was unconsciously shocked, but she did not hide, but instead enjoyed the other person's hug with peace of mind.

This is how people get along with each other. At first, there is always shyness that cannot be let go, afraid that they will not perform well here or there, and afraid that the other party will be disappointed. But once the days are over, they will get used to it.

Meng Chudong's "New Year is coming soon" aroused Fang Zheng's endless thoughts, and the taste was complicated. He suddenly realized that he and Meng Chudong had almost never talked about their parents and family, and only knew that the other party had also come out, and then, there was nothing else.

Thinking of this, he simply asked, "Are you going home for the New Year?"

"No reply." Meng Chudong's answer was concise and without any unnecessary explanation. Then he began to kiss Fang Zheng's neck lightly.

Fang Zheng didn't expect that as he spoke, the other party switched to late-night mode, which made him feel hot.

Breaking away from Meng Chudong's arms, Fang Zheng held the other person's head in a slightly surprised expression, and then put it on to a passionate kiss.

The two of them kissed their clothes all the way, and when they arrived in front of the bed, they could basically start a war.

Fang Zheng first pushed Meng Chudong onto the bed, and then rushed over with a mountain of Tai and rushed over!

I thought it was the little bird's soft and hard body, but when I flashed agilely, I rolled to the side, Fang Zheng threw herself into a blank space and fell heavily on the bed sheet. Her body didn't hurt, but Nima felt heartbroken!

The bird held back the laughter and turned over to Fang Zheng: "Although I don't mind your weight, there is a difference in mental tolerance and maxim's tolerance."

Fang Zheng was full of bitterness: "You don't love me..."

The little bird bent down and bit Fang Zheng's lips and leaned down: "Love is not about sacrificing spirit and fighting you to the death, but about avoiding your sumo wrestling and still caring for you as before."

The little leader was held in his hands and took care of him in various ways, which made the leader's consciousness slowly erratic. He couldn't help but hold the other person's shoulder tightly. Before he completely lost himself, he tried his best to put forward his own suggestions: "You have been too close to 2B recently, so it's not good..."

Another city in the distance was coaxing the blood bull to reveal the school address so that he could express his gifts. 2B, who was sending gifts, shivered unconsciously. He looked up and saw that the window that he had opened for breathability was forgotten. He got up and closed it. He got up and closed the window. A piece of ice pellet slipped in through the smooth crack and landed on the back of his hand.

It snowed in many cities that night.

Snowflakes fly under the street lights, like fireflies dancing on summer nights.
Chapter completed!