Legendary Reckless Online Game

Looking at Qian Siwen's message, Song Zhan sighed and planned to pretend he didn't see it.

Unexpectedly, just when he put down the phone, a voice message popped up again.

"Master, where are we? Nothing will happen, right?" Qian Siwen's tone revealed obvious worry.

Song Zhan looked at Qian Siwen's message and shook his head. In the past few days, he would reply to her messages during dinner at night.

After pondering for a moment, Song Zhan replied: "It's okay, I have been playing games before and just got offline."

Not five seconds after the message was sent, Qian Siwen's voice came over again.

"Hey! The great master finally has time to reply to my message."

Listening to Qian Siwen's sexy voice, Song Zhan felt an inexplicable fire surge in his heart.

Shaking his head to get rid of inappropriate thoughts, Song Zhan quickly replied: "I didn't mean not to reply to the message. I was busy just now."

"Okay, I know, you haven't been offline all this time, so you must have not eaten. Do you want to come to my place to eat some? I just accidentally ordered too much takeout. It's a waste if I can't finish it by myself."

Qian Siwen rented an apartment alone, and Song Zhan knew this.

But Song Zhan put the dinner in the microwave and looked at the time. It was already eleven o'clock. There was something wrong with the invitation at this time.

"It still doesn't work. It's not good at night."

Song Zhan is still self-aware. Maybe the other party is a little curious about him, but it is definitely not to that point. Song Zhan can feel that the other party is not that kind of person.

When Song Zhan was in high school, in order to show off in front of his classmates, he read a book on physiognomy, especially some mysterious explanations about the distinction between women, which left a deep impression on his memory.

"Okay, the master is free tomorrow. Can you teach me how to catch dolls? I'll have a rest tomorrow."

Qian Siwen's voice was sexy with a hint of laziness, as if a clingy kitten was gently scratching his heart with its pink paws, which made people's hearts itch.

Song Zhan had a headache. He had to agree to it. Tomorrow's arrangements would be disrupted. He didn't agree to it. Others had mentioned it, and it wasn't easy to refute the girl's face.

Seeing that Song Zhan hadn't replied yet, Qian Siwen sent another message: "Isn't it inconvenient? I'll have to forget it."

Song Zhan thought for a moment and replied: "Uh, no, I was just dealing with something, no problem. What time will it be tomorrow?"

"Let's do it in the afternoon, how about we meet at Victory Square."

"Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow afternoon, on the way."

"Hehe, thank you, master!"

After finishing the conversation with Qian Siwen, Song Zhan also heated up dinner, sat at the dining table, and started eating.

...

In the afternoon of the next day, after Song Zhan came back from the swordsmanship hall, he washed up and then drove to Qian Siwen's apartment.

After all, this is Song Zhan's first time going out with a girl, so he can't be too casual.

"Master, wait for two minutes, I'll be down soon."

Before Song Zhan could wait long, Qian Siwen had already appeared next to the car.

"Master, I've been waiting for a long time."

Song Zhan turned around and looked, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Qian Siwen wore a knee-length pleated skirt, white stockings that covered her calves, youthful and sporty light green sneakers, and a loose cotton shirt on top, which still could not hide her proud curves. Her long hair was tied into a

She has a high ponytail and elegant light makeup on her face.

Coupled with her sister-like figure and beautiful face, the whole person exudes a fatal attraction that is both pure and charming.

"A great master?"

Qian Siwen leaned forward slightly, tilted his head and looked at Song Zhan, who was stunned.

"Ahem, get in the car quickly, it's hot outside."

Song Zhan coughed dryly, covering up his embarrassment and pretending to be calm.

Qian Siwen got into the passenger seat and looked out the window on the right, his eyes full of pride, 'I have spent the whole morning dressing up carefully, I don't believe you can control it.'

"Buzz~"

With the slight roar of the engine, Song Zhan and the others slowly left the community.

...

Victory Square, the milk tea shop from last time.

Song Zhan picked up the milk tea in front of him, took a deep sip, let out a satisfied sigh, and leaned tiredly on a large bag of dolls.

"Finally alive!"

God knows why, when it comes to shopping, a woman who usually can't carry it on her shoulders or lift it with her hands has such terrifying fighting ability.

For two and a half hours, Song Zhan was dragged by Qian Siwen from the amusement arcade to the women's clothing store, then to the jewelry store...

I didn’t buy anything, but I still got more and more excited as I shopped.

Finally, Qian Siwen, perhaps because of his conscience, sat down with Song Zhan and ordered two cups of milk tea, which was called a reward. This freed Song Zhan from the nightmare of shopping.

'It's so scary. Shopping with a woman is more tiring than practicing swordsmanship for a day. This is mental torture.'

Song Zhan's dull eyes stared at the cheerful Qian Siwen opposite him, thinking involuntarily in his mind.

Qian Siwen raised his little head and said generously: "Well, as a thank you, I'll treat you later, the master can order whatever you want."

Song Zhan straightened up and joked: "That's what you said, then I want to eat the seafood on the seventh floor."

"Wow, you actually covet someone else's wallet. It's so cruel."

Qian Siwen held the bag tightly to his chest and said pitifully.

Song Zhan was so dizzy by the scenery in front of him that he quickly ignored the topic after taking a deep breath.

"By the way, master, how are you doing in Shenwu Ji now? I'm only level 18 now. It's very difficult to upgrade."

Qian Siwen's big, fluttering eyes blinked and he looked at Song Zhan curiously.

Song Zhan said: "I'm level 21. Apart from the time it takes to upgrade, everything else is fine."

"Wow, you are already level 21, you must be a great master. I will come to you when I want to take care of you."

After Qian Siwen finished speaking in surprise, he paused slightly and said with some disappointment: "Forget it, a master like you must be very busy. Unlike a salty player like me, every day..."

"No problem!"

Listening to Song Zhan's words, Qian Siwen said with a bright smile: "What's your ID, master? I'll add you in the game."

When Song Zhan heard Qian Siwen's words, he wanted to say that he had already added it, but then gave up the idea and said with a slight embarrassment: "Mo Sheng Xuan."

Qian Siwen looked at Song Zhan's inexplicable embarrassment and was a little confused. Hearing Song Zhan's name, he chewed twice: "Mo Shengxuan... Mo Shengxuan, such a familiar name."

"Um!"

Qian Siwen's bright black eyes widened in vain, looking at Song Zhan in shock.

"God Mo! Crispy Daddy! Are you the flat-headed brother?"

Last time, Qian Siwen and Jiang Youyou were still wondering why Crispy Daddy would help them, even though they didn't know each other at all.

"You were the one who saved us last time!"

Qian Siwen looked at Song Zhan, his big eyes full of curiosity and excitement.

I never expected that Song Zhan, who looked just a little handsome and had a good figure in front of me, was actually the Mo God who killed everyone in the Divine Martial Chronicles and was extremely domineering.