Battle Frenzy

Most of the time in the middle of the month was spent in the fullness. Wang was so busy that he didn't even have time to sleep. Although the cultivation of the body did not begin, all kinds of knowledge enriched his knowledge.

This is the fourth weekend after entering the Patriarch. Today is the Christmas Day. It is different from Christmas on Earth. This is the birthday of the great Adalya Holy Master. It seems to feel the atmosphere of the city. The weather is also exceptionally sunny. There are basically no ones in the library. The outside city also sounds a salute from time to time and the music that swayes the whole city. It is especially lively.

I thought that this time has been nestled in the library, Wang Zhong is also stretched out, and occasionally still want to work and rest, relax and relax, taking advantage of this lively atmosphere to go around seems to be good.

The streets are full of people who are celebrating. The Holy Day is definitely the most grand festival of the year. As the leader and pioneer of the Holy City, it is also the only holy conductor of the Holy City. The identity of Adaliya is distinguished. Unparalleled, there is a grand parade in the main city. I heard that a holy tutor will attend, but now there is an absolute peak in the holy city. In addition to the special festivals such as the Holy Day, ordinary people want to pay tribute to the Holy Master. The style is basically impossible.

Over there, Gry and Lola and others took up the place early, and sent a message to Wang to let him gather in the past. Wang Zhong was also very interested in paying tribute to the style of the Holy Master. But the people on the street were too turbulent. Too much, it’s too late to go out too late, and finally I can’t help but give up.

I said to Lola that I was hanging out on the street, remembering the last agreement with the old man in the mysterious fantasy space.

"Would you like to see it? It’s just a weekend. Maybe you can taste a sea of ​​nano, and you can..." It was delicious, but you can eat it. Wang Zhong is a little bit vomiting. Recently, the food of Lancome is a bit more The more difficult the trend is, the taste is not the aspect of toxicity. The last time it happened to be a sea nano, let him pull the stomach for three days, vomiting and diarrhea, making himself want to vomit now when he sees the fish. As far as his own body can resist, Wang Zhong has now begun to feel that the 20 holy coins are not necessarily earned.

"Look, chat, don't eat the head office."

With such an attitude, Wang Zhong still brought the last can of reincarnation. The old man gave him a very calm and funny feeling. When he got along, he was very relaxed and natural, especially during the recent time in the holy place. More is the exchange of various realities and interests, most of which are full of utilitarianism. Everyone is as hard as a tight spring, trying to move forward. Wang Zhong feels very fortunate to be able to make such a happy and joyless, uninterested exchange in the holy city with a tense atmosphere.

Going forward along the street in the A38 area, I quickly found the mysterious barrier that I walked through last time. I went in and the lake was still the lake, but the old man was not here. Perhaps because of the relationship between the Christmas and the Holy Day, the elderly are also going to have a holiday.

But come here, the breeze beside the lake, the fresh air and the right temperature, and the thorough tranquility here, the city outside is just completely isolated from the city, the magical barrier is not just a The barrier of the illusion can block the transmission of sound, and the feeling of leisure and comfort arises from the endless. Wang Zhong finds a big stone sitting by the lake and feels the breeze on the lake. It is also a rare leisure time. .

Suddenly the sky rang, and in the holy city, the role of the news is almost no big, mainly the restrictions and shielding of various contacts, basically, only between the special close friends, or the brigade Will be used, enter the holy city, the connection between people is more willing to face to face.

Some cluttered signal fragments, also seem to come suddenly, the key is that this string of symbols is very strange, like some kind of coding, is constantly trying.

Looking at the situation, this information should be an interval of five or six times, with intervals of two or three days.

"Who are you?" Wang Zhong's subconscious reply, did not wait long, the opposite immediately responded.

Another string of garbled.

However, Wang Zhong felt a little familiar in the dark. "I am Wang Zhong, are you?"

After a while, the garbled text became a clear text. "I am the old palace, I finally got in touch!"

"Husband" is the nickname, this is the miraculous name that Gong Yi was forced to accept, but the red sister and her sisters are all happy, and Wang Zhong is speechless. This guy is also a god. It is really pervasive. Some people have places. There must be a chance.

"Mu Zi is looking for you!"

Wang Zhong seriously, the relationship between the two is a bit intermittent, but the basic things can be clear, there is something in Aeolos, the need for Muzi and Wang Zhong's help, especially Wang Zhong's mental strength.

Of course, this matter is obligatory. Wang Zhong did not hesitate to agree, and Wang Zhong also figured out one thing. It seems that in this place, the signal interference of Tianxun is not so strong.

Although Muzi does not have an exact time and coordinates, but in the Holy City, the first time is the urgent need for a pioneering order, 500 oceans, it seems that his experimental opportunity will be postponed ~www.novelmtl. Com~ is also a little admirable for Gongyi to find him. Some places can be contacted. The Holy Land is also the same. Although I can feel that the Holy Land is not very fond of science and technology, Gongyi’s intelligence network can always find a way. Snakes have snake paths, and rats have rats.

As for the signal, it seems that this place has been ignored by the Holy Land.

I still want to talk a few more words, ask Gong Yi their situation, but it is painful to use this intermittent monosyllabic signal chat, two people just tried two or three sentences and then have no patience to chat again. Speaking a little about the particularity of the space in which he lived, and Gong Yi agreed to come here every weekend to receive his signal, Wang Zhong hangs up the news.

Here, I can contact old friends on the earth. Wang Zhong is also happy. I am going to take risks with Ayros and Muzi. It’s just fun to think about it. Standing to the height of today, Wang Zhong has been able to peek into Muzi. The realm of the realm, that is the real high mountain, and once I imagined that it is only a little stronger than my own. As for Aeolos, Wang Zhong now remembers more and more and does not understand it. It is faint to think that the guy may even have reached the soul of the soul.

However, even Muzi and Ayros will feel the secret of a headache. What kind of place would it be? Wang Zhong is looking forward to it.

"what?"

Wang Zhongzheng is thinking about things. Lao Zhang is carrying a fish and rafting over there. It’s quite unexpected to see Wang Zhong actually here: "In the Holy Day, your boy didn't bring his girlfriend to the street. ?"

Originally, I wanted to find Lao Zhang’s leisure and leisure. I thought that he would not come over today. The result was late. Wang Zhong laughed and laughed. The biggest feeling of chatting with Lao Zhang was that there was no pressure. What do you want to say: “Single dog, There is no such thing as a girlfriend."