Zhongli

"No, but listening to what you say, shouldn't Zhongli not go to you?"

"Uh-huh." Dadalia can only smile awkwardly at her phone now.

The Flag, which had just been single for fifty years this morning, was broken before evening.

Raiden Guo covered his face and said helplessly: "You are really brave, you dare to set a flag for something that you are not confident in."

Dadalia was relieved when he thought about it: "Guobang, you said that I am handsome and rich, will the female version of Zhongli like me?"

"............" Raiden Guoban was silent for a moment: "You are very brave, even the Rock King Emperor dares to like it, in terms of appearance, I am much more handsome than you." Seeing

that Raiden Guoban degraded himself so much, Dadalia also replied: "Come on, just like you B, even if you are a female version of Zhongli, I won't like it." Raiden

Guobun's face froze for a moment, he didn't think that after Dadalia came here, he was getting more and more speechless, and he had to find a time to go to his office and cut him.

Without waiting for Dadalia to speak, Raiden Guoban hung up the phone in advance.

After all, no one wants to talk to a fool more.

Dadalya, who was hung up by the Raiden Kingdom, lay on the sofa, constantly begging in his heart that Zhongli must come to him tomorrow.

"Hello..."

wiped his sneezing nose with a tissue, and didn't think much about it.

Due to sleeping all day, Xiaoying is now energetic and does not have the feeling of wanting to sleep at all.

Put Xiaoying next to let Xiaoying watch TV by himself, while Zhongli continues to bury himself in writing novels.

Memories of thousands of years ago fade under wear.

But with Zhongli's existing memories, he can still roughly describe some of the things that happened in the Demon God War.

Time passed minute by minute, and the hour hand on the wall slowly moved from ten o'clock to twelve.

It took several hours to write from zero chapters to thirty chapters, totaling more than 120,000 words.

It is not difficult or simple to write more than 120,000 words, at least I have written my fingers to acid.

Although the word count is small, it is enough to touch the fish for a while.

Zhongli put down his phone and summoned the elements to massage his stiff and sore shoulders.

Relax your whole body and feel the elemental gentle massage.

A pleasant feeling of comfort welled up in his heart, making Zhongli, who was already exhausted, even more sleepy.

Take off your suit jacket as a pillow, lie flat on the sofa, close your eyes, and fall asleep.

With the movement of the minute hand, the pedestrians on the streets slowly decrease at night.

"Come, let me be well."

"Don't! Brother Jie, what are you doing. "

Let me be healthy, you are not developing normally."

"Brother Jie, don't want it!"

Watching the educational film played on TV, Xiaoying didn't understand what Jie Ge and Ah Wei were doing, and just watched the educational film as an animated film.

"Past lives couldn't ever hold me down..." An

English song came out of Zhongli's mobile phone.

Xiaoying reached out and picked up the mobile phone playing music on the table and clicked it a few times.

No response, a few more clicks, finally a reaction.

"Hey, Mr. Zhongli, are you there?" Rosalind's voice

, huh? How does this little thing make a sound?

Fiddling with the phone in your hand and randomly tapping the buttons on the screen.

"Hey, Zhong ........." Before

the voice was finished, he was "accidentally" hung up by Xiaoying, who randomly clicked the button.

I, Nima... This....

Rosalyn stared at the screen where the phone was hung up, holding her chin and wondering why Zhongli hung up her phone.

Could it be that I made Uncle Zhong unhappy that day? Or did I upset him?

Even if Rosalyn broke her scalp, she couldn't imagine that it was Zhongli's "daughter" who hung up the phone.

Why is there no sound?

Flicking the phone in his hand, his right hand accidentally made a gesture.

The hair on the top of Xiaoying's head suddenly lit up with a dazzling purple light, and an aperture emitting thunder and lightning appeared out of thin air behind him.

The sky of GD City was instantly rendered a deep purple by the thunder and lightning floating aperture behind the small shadow.

A small dark purple eye levitated on Xiaoying's head, which looked particularly strange.

The two black ice sleeves that appeared on his arms made Xiaoying feel as if he had worn them before, but he couldn't remember when they were worn.

While Xiaoying was still stunned, the dim orbs in the aura behind him glowed one after another.

On the street.

Zhou Meng paralyzed to pack up the items on the beach, and kept muttering in his mouth: "What kind of dead ghost weather is this, it was just fine, and after a while, it changed again."

"Don't say anything, hurry back, and be struck by lightning again like last time." After speaking, Yu Jia continued to pack up his and Zhou Meng's swimsuits.

Zhou Meng stopped the movement in his hand, knelt on the beach, and thought back to the day at Starbucks.

"Zhongli, Zhongli, Zhongli, hehe."