[The survival game of traveling to the world of cultivation with friends is loading]
[No cp+group portrait+daily+playing jokes+spiritual network+micro-brain+hot blood]
Xie Yunyao accidentally fell asleep in the math examination room, and when he opened his eyes, he was in the Qingya Sect's entrance test.
Xie Yunyao, who wanted to go back and write math problems quickly, looked at the cliff nearby and jumped.
"Congratulations to junior sister for passing the trial illusion first."
What? . 666 Is this okay?
Xie Yunyao successfully passed the test in a strange way, but saw the Weilong spicy strips taken out by his fellow apprentice, and heard the familiar four-character game from his elder sister.
"Fuck!" Xie Yunyao couldn't help but curse.
When a seemingly serious talisman cultivator girl throws talismans at the enemy's head during a fight, colorful words such as "Nice job" and "That's it?" Will float out;
The weak medical practitioner magnified the black iron embroidery needle several times and hit the person, calling it a "ruyi golden cudgel", and stabbed the person in the chrysanthemum;
In the Tianji Pavilion, "Duo" Xiu, who wears many hats, integrates mathematical problems into the fantasy array. If he cannot solve the correct answer, he cannot leave;
The strong Buddhist cultivator who speaks "Amitabha" without saying a word is able to achieve physical salvation when encountering problems, and he picks up the butcher's knife and becomes a Buddha immediately...
Xie Yunyao Fu'e: You guys are really... No longer salty.
Not only were these people similar in name to her real good friends, but they were also familiar with a series of petty tricks.
Now that you have teammates, it's impossible to do it alone.
But as long as the seven people who can each take their own responsibility get together, there will always be chaos.
Stop, stop, stop, guys, where is the tacit team fight you promised?
Intention: Write whatever you dream about
