Zombies: Win by lying down and facing the red-clad female ghost, join the chat group

Zhong Qingling opened her mouth,

The demons were shredded and transformed into pure yin energy.

With a gentle inhale, it flowed into her body.

With each evil spirit she devoured, Zhong Qingling's red dress became a little more vibrant.

Zhong Qingling frowned slightly, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable.

It felt like someone was watching her.

But there was no one around, only a few vengeful spirits kneeling and trembling.

"It seems to be my imagination..."

The instant this thought crossed Zhong Qingling's mind, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her body.

Suddenly turning around,

A perfectly round hole was burned into the red dress behind her.

Between her jade-like legs and waist,

There was a bright red handprint.

"Hahaha……"

A burst of frivolous laughter came from the sky.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Zhong Qingling immediately knew who was making a fuss about her.

She nearly ground her teeth to powder, and said in shame and indignation, "You scoundrel!"

A chilling aura filled the sky, and red robes fluttered, almost obscuring the entire night sky.

The terrifying aura sent a chill through the surrounding dozens of miles.

The small area around Zhong Qingling was like an ice prison!

But Ning Chen sat cross-legged within the Thousand Star Remnant Light Rune Array.

Using the power of the stars to conceal their form and aura,

They couldn't detect his location at all.

Zhong Qingling felt incredibly frustrated, even though she knew this guy was nearby.

But we just can't find his exact location.

This feeling almost drove her crazy.

Ning Chen didn't tease her for long; he watched her quietly for a moment and then left.

Silent all night.

The next day, in the chat group.

Zhao Ling'er: "Brother Ning Chen, do you want the weapon refining technique?"

March 7: "Phew... I thought it was 'Do you want a wife or not'..."

Li Hanyi: "Haha, is that even a question? Ling'er was already prepared to offer herself to the immortal."

March 7: "(Grinning mischievously) Oh, I see. Looks like there's a story behind it."

Zhao Ling'er: "Sister Hanyi! Little Sanyue! Stop making fun of me all the time (puffing up her cheeks)!"

Ning Chen: "I want a wife... oh no, of course I want the weapon-refining technique."

I accidentally slipped up.

The art of weapon crafting is something he lacks now.

But he asked his senior brother, Uncle Jiu,

The magical artifacts in the sect were all passed down from hundreds of years ago.

The weapon-refining techniques of Maoshan have long been lost.

I really don't know where to start if I want to learn weapon crafting.

Zhao Ling'er: "→_→ Brother Ning Chen, what are you saying?"

Li Hanyi: "I've heard that what comes out of one's mouth is usually what's on one's mind."

Ning Chen: "Let's skip that topic for now. Ling'er, what do you need to use the weapon-refining technique?"

Ning Chen was ready.

Whether it's talismans, elixirs, martial arts, spells, or cultivation techniques,

He can exchange anything.

Zhao Ling'er: "(????) Ling'er doesn't want those things, she just wants a picture of Brother Ning Chen (looking forward to it)."

March 7th: "This is great! How come I didn't think of that! Post a picture, group admin!"

Li Hanyi: "I want to see it."

Qin Shi Huang: "Want to see +1"

Little Dragon Girl: "Want to see +1"

Ning Zhongze: "Want to see +1"

Huang Rong: "Want to see more +1"

……

Ning Chen looked at the dozen or so neatly arranged "Want to see" comments.

I was quite speechless.

I thought Zhao Ling'er wanted some treasure in exchange for the weapon-refining method.

I didn't expect she just wanted to see her own photos.

Come to think of it, Zhao Ling'er had been living in seclusion on Immortal Spirit Island.

They are incredibly simple-minded and naive to the ways of the world.

The world's values ​​do not apply to her.

A priceless elixir is not as valuable as a portrait of your beloved.

Ning Chen: "You people... okay, let me take a picture."

Then, he turned on the camera function in the chat group and took a quick picture.

Ning Chen: "[Image]"

In the picture, Ning Chen is sitting cross-legged on a futon.

A ray of sunlight shone on half of his face.

It made him look even more handsome.

Those deep eyes seemed to be in the mysterious depths of the starry sky.

It makes people unable to help but become addicted to it.

March 7: "Wow!!! So handsome? I heard the most handsome man in the galaxy is named Sunday. I, March 7, hereby declare that you are definitely more handsome than him!"

Collapse Iron World.

Inside the Star Train.

On March 7th, lying on the sofa, he excitedly sat up and exclaimed:

"Wow!!!"

The woman with red curly hair smiled, pursed her lips, and took a sip of her coffee.

"Little March, what's making you so happy?"

March 7th, her little face full of excitement, said:

"Himeko! The group owner of the Multiverse Chat Group is actually a super handsome guy!"

"Oh? Is that the magical chat group you mentioned where the members come from different worlds?"

Himeko asked with a smile.

On March 7th, the first day I gained access to the chat group, I told Himeko and Uncle Yang about it.

Uncle Yang (Walter Yang), who was wiping his cane nearby, overheard their conversation and became somewhat curious.

"Just what kind of person is he that even Xiao Sanyue finds incredibly handsome?"

"Wait, let me print it out."

On March 7th, after a flurry of activity, I finally managed to print out the photo.

"Look at it!"

March 7th excitedly put his hands on his hips and invited Ji Zi and Uncle Yang over.

Himeko lazily got up, tucked her long red hair behind her ear, and walked up to March 7 in her high heels.