Reign of the Hunters

Chapter 97 Reactions (I)

Ye Yi sneaked up on the game for dinner, went to the game, and she was still in a dark cell. At this moment, she is the only one in the cell. She is not here in the first year. She should also go down to eat. Ye thought about this and then hummed his nose again, what does this person do to himself have to do with it!

She sat down again and tried to find something for herself. She took a look at today's update on the official website, sorted out what she was going to do when she got out of jail, and then snuck into the forum with nothing to do. Then she saw the first hot post on the forum, "Beyond the taboo of hatred, an in-depth analysis of the fate of the first day of the new film!"

In fact, Leaf is not very interested in this gossip message. She usually attends forums with more technical analysis stickers and analysis stickers for various life skills, and gossip rarely opens. However, this post is a bit too hot, Leaf looked at the post publishing time, about two hours ago, it actually rushed to the location of the first hot post in the forum, which makes Leaf wonder, what kind of gossip is so crazy?

And for a long time to come, Leaf wanted to chop off her own hand, so why did she owe her hand so much to open that post? She even lied a little to herself, wondering if she wouldn't be so passive if she didn't order that post?

Of course, there is no such thing as a medicine for regret in the world to sell, so these ideas can only exist in the head of a leaf word forever and ever, and distance is achievable, which is absolutely impossible.

A photograph, a paragraph explaining the passionate speculation of countless internet friends, makes Ye words want to create a stitch on the ground now, let yourself get stuck in, and don't come out forever. Why would anybody sneak up there? Why didn't she find out? And why she didn't just look up and chop the guy in the middle of the year!

Countless reasons why the photos on the forum kept turning in her head as Leaf continued to look over. She thinks she'll never see anyone again. With this photo, with this post, how can she go to see anyone else? How is she going to keep playing games? Most importantly, these things will soon be known by strangers, will be known by Guild people, and will also be known by her parents... When I think about what will happen later, Ye really want to hit one end, or don't rebirth at all.

Really, Leaf has never been as full of resentment about rebirth as she is now. Although she thanked rebirth more than once for giving her a chance to live again, and for giving him the ability to make up for all the mistakes of the past, at this moment she would rather not be reborn herself than jump directly from the building of glory and fall fleshly blurred! Anyway, it can't be any worse than it is now!

There are many more posts, many more photos, and leaf words can no longer be seen when they see the hard photos of the current year and their own kissing.

No, no, no, no, she absolutely doesn't admit that the woman in the photograph who closed her eyes and even wanted to refuse to return the favor is her, she absolutely doesn't! She's a ghost! It's the strong on the eastern continent, the strong without any weaknesses, how could there be such a side!

Son, take me away! That's not me!

Ye closed the forum and raised her eyes, but saw the current year standing not far from her, and the current year was staring closely at her with deep eyes. Her heart was like 100,000 Titanic silenced at the same time, provoking a tremendous wave, she didn't even think about it, she stood up, and just a few steps rushed to the edge of the current year, lifting her hand toward his peach blossom face and smoking past!

Downline in the current year. Looking at the time, it's only 6: 00 in the morning, and it's just dawn in America.

The sun projected in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, warming the ocean, covering him in the middle of the year, making him feel very warm. Sitting in the game warehouse, he squinted his eyes and looked out the window at the sunshine. He just felt so pungent that he climbed out of the game warehouse and walked towards the decorative bathroom, turning on his computer at will.

He went into the bathroom, turned on the water in the current year, commissioned it, made the bath water cooler, slowly accumulated in the bathtub, while he walked out of the bathroom, walked to the kitchen, poured a glass of milk, baked two slices of toast, and walked towards the computer in the study.

After climbing the Genesis Forum and entering the backstage of the entire forum as a forum backstage manager in the past year, a skilled maneuver found the Asian-Asian Misty Forum vest. He looked at the vest, knocked on the corner of his mouth, the little traitor thinks he handed over the size of the forum, thought he wouldn't reveal his identity without wearing the vest online? It may be hidden from the salon, from the shallow singing, but how can it be hidden from itself? In fact, he knew from the beginning that the vest was Asian fog, but he didn't shut him down, and this little guy used to dive online to sneak a sneak peek at everyone's dynamics, so cute as a little mouse. He thinks he's done it seamlessly, but he's already seen it.

He just didn't feel the need to seal his number. They had known him for many years. When he first met him, he was a child under the age of 10. At that time, he swore to Dandan that when he was going to exceed himself, he felt that he had seen the cleanest pair of eyes in the world. Those with such eyes could not bear to let him break all his thoughts in the current year.

Although, until now, he doesn't know why the Asian Mist went to the Eastern Continent, he does know that in the heart of the Asian Mist, it's not necessarily possible to just fear these people and things on the Western Continent that make him feel involved.

Looking at the vest in the middle of the year, he remembered what he had said to himself before he left, and he said, "Brother Liu Liu, there is a dude ghost on the eastern continent. I think you treat her very differently. Do you want me to get her info for you? I mean all the news...”

I didn't even think about it at the time, but I refused, not only because he was kind of shy at the time, but more importantly, he really didn't think about it. Is it really okay to go on like this? And now he can finally pat himself on the chest and tell himself, he figured it out, he decides, he's going to find that woman, he's going to decide that woman.

Now that a decision has been made, conditional underutilization seems to be a stupid thing. Though it seems unlikely, even in a guild, that Asia-Pacific Mist could detect the full story of the son's ghost, he believed that Asia-Pacific Mist was a man who could not lie and was a man of certainty, so he decided to accept the help of Asia-Pacific Mist. I just don't know. Isn't it a little late to accept his offer?

Even if it's too late, there's nothing in the heart of the current year that you can't do as long as you have the heart. So, in the middle of the year, I immediately found this little Asian fog vest and sent him a message: "What's your phone number? ”

After doing this, he went on the official website again in the past year, looked at the updates, drank the milk, ate two slices of toast, and then walked into the bathroom.

It bothers him a little when he hears his phone ringing in the study over and over again as he soaks up in the cool water. However, he didn't get up, he kept soaking on the water, letting that slightly cooler water scratch through his muscularly firm skin, stimulating every inch of his peripheral nerves and making his mind more acute.

He closed his eyes and lay on his back in the tub. He remembered the scene in the Purple Vine Garden. He couldn't help but smile. At the time, the panicked son, the ghost, really moved him. It seemed that the temperature on her lips remained on her lips, so touching that it would not calm her down.

“Little word...” In the middle of the year, whispering a stranger's name, "Is that her real name?" It was strange, strange feeling, when his eyes narrowed in the middle of the year and his lips curved more and more.

Just after playing the game, he started to miss her. Miss her strength, miss her fierceness, miss her facing her own impotence and anger, and miss her as a person. He stuck his head in the water so hard in the middle of the year that he couldn't breathe, it seemed that only in such a near-suffocating environment could he brand more deeply everything that happened before he went offline in memory and in life.

Naked in his torso, he walked into the study in his pajamas, and for the convenience of playing the game, he moved his bed from the bedroom to the big study, and now he wants to sleep in the warm sun for a little while so that what happens in the Purple Vine Garden can be his dream. He hummed with joy, wiping his hair with a big towel, walked to his bed and the phone rang again.

In fact, it should not be said that it rang again, it should be said that the phone never stopped from beginning to end.

Liu Yi picked up the phone, took a look, the call showed it was a series of books, he raised his eyebrows, what does this guy call himself now? Shouldn't he be preparing a copy by now? He flipped the previous call and said, "Honey, this guy has made more than forty consecutive calls. Do you have to dry his phone battery to be happy?" Why are you so nervous?

The phone kept ringing and finally got lazy in the middle of the year: “Hello...”

“My ancestor, you've finally answered the phone! What the hell are you doing! The game is offline again, the forum is not online, and the phone is not answered. You suddenly disappear like this. You know it's annoying not to know! ”

“Angry with what? I'm not your wife, disappearing won't affect you.” As she wipes her hair during the new year, she walks toward the kitchen with her finished milk cups and dishes filled with toast, washing and putting away.

“How can it not have an impact! Don't you know you'll go crazy if you disappear so suddenly? When she goes crazy, she looks for my wife. When she looks for my wife, my wife goes to comfort her, and I follow in bad luck! Isn't that an influence? ”

The new year sneered: "This is your problem, it has nothing to do with me. ”

“Don't be so jealous, at least we are classmates. If you don't look at the monk and look at the Buddha, even if you hate her entanglement, you must give us some face and give us some space to live. You're good. It's immoral for you to let us wipe your ass when you shake your hand. ”

The indifference on his old face is even worse. He will never be as thin and muddy on this issue as the two mouths of the book series. Even if the book series now has a lot of hard work, he will never feel soft about it: “This is the trouble caused by your wife herself. If she hadn't always fit in, do you think that woman could be like this now? What's it got to do with me? Is it my duty to respond if she likes me? Is that true? ”

“However, but...” Fang Series also knew that this was his wife's trouble, but now he really has no choice but to come to the middle of the year.

“Come on, what is it, just say it, don't give me the bend, I want to sleep.” I was upset when I mentioned it in the next year, like eating an early morning but somehow eating a fly.

“Mo called Dan Dan and said he was going to kill himself, Dan Dan went for it, and I kept calling you.” Fang Series sighed, he was also annoyed, she constantly influenced her life with her own thoroughness and pity, leaving no place in her life now calm.

“She won't die.” Cold snorted in the middle of the year: "When I was leaving the country, didn't she just say she would kill herself if I left? I'm going the same way, but what about her? Isn't he still alive? ”

“What if she's really dead? ”

“Call the police and notify her parents to collect the body.” In the middle of the year, I looked out the window with my eyes closed and my voice was indifferent.

“Don't be so heartless. ”

“Then let your wife spend the rest of her life with you.” Lily laughed: “My life, who just doesn't want to intervene, don't say it's a moo, even if it's ten moos, like me for ten lifetimes, as long as I don't accept it, it has nothing to do with me. ”

“You...” Fang Series really said, but in the middle of the year, he had to admit that he was right, so he sighed: “Okay, but you, you want to live your life, you go there, but I ask you not to make your love all over the city, can you also let me peace? ”

“What's the wind and rain all over town?” The next year was mysteriously said by the book series of books.

“Don't you know? Go see the forum for yourself, Mo Mo only watches the forum to die.” Fang Series sighs again: “Come on, let me see what's going on. Hang up.” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)