Copywriting 1:
"Yun Shangwu, you are finally willing to show up. What are you going to do about your deception of my sister's feelings?"
A dark crowd of players surrounded Ming Mo, who was mining. She put away her shovel and sighed.
"I'm not, I didn't, don't lie, I already told you that this number has been replaced."
However, the other party did not believe it and pressed forward step by step.
She sighed helplessly again, raised her hand and threw out a group control, her figure drifted in the crowd, brilliant light flashed, and she gradually walked away from the corpses.
"Damn it, a newbie can't be this powerful, and he still says he's not me!"
Qiancheng, who had escaped the disaster, gritted his teeth.
This is the bitter game history of a girl who practiced PVP hard to prove that she was not a liar, but was "really beaten".
Copywriting two:
"Bushen, who is your favorite female character in the game?"
In the official live broadcast, Yi Yiyao, dressed in black, leaned lazily under a tree, his long white hair blown gently by the wind.
Just when everyone thought that the answer was the same as in previous years, and even the barrage was the first to write "none", he smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the coldness that had never melted was dispelled from his eyes, and there was a bit of warmth. He raised his hand and pointed to the side: "There, my apprentice."
Ming Mo, who was obsessed with fishing, had no idea he was included in the camera.
On this day, the game server exploded...
Intention: None
