Zongman: I play abstract in the chat group

Ling immediately took out the lottery ticket in her hand.

The bodyguard took a look, then stepped aside and opened the dressing room door for the two of them.

"Please come in."

After the two entered the dressing room, they soon saw Hoshino Ai who was resting.

Hoshino Ai also noticed the two people who came in.

Seeing the two people's appearance, Hoshino Ai's eyes lit up: "I didn't expect that among my fans, there are actually beautiful and handsome young ladies and big brothers like you!"

"Uh, thank you, Miss Hoshino Ai, you are also very beautiful, and your song is very beautiful."

Although she really wanted to say that she was not her fan, the kind-hearted Ling finally agreed.

"So, now that you've gotten the chance to meet me, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Hoshino Ai brought the two of them to sit on the sofa and asked curiously.

Mo Yucheng remained silent. After all, the lottery ticket was not his. He was just there to keep Ling company.

Ling didn't know what to say for a moment, so she just asked a question casually.

"Um... I want to know why Miss Hoshino Ai chose to pursue a career in music?"

Hoshino Ai was slightly stunned.

Seeing this, Ling couldn't help but wonder if she had asked something she shouldn't have asked, and immediately said, "If it's a question that can't be answered, Miss Hoshino Ai doesn't have to answer it!"

The corners of Hoshino Ai's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile: "It's not a question that cannot be answered, I just didn't expect it to be such a serious question."

"My fans used to ask questions about my personal life."

"For example, do you have a boyfriend? Or what are your criteria for a partner?"

There's nothing I can do about it, after all, most of the members of my idol group are male.

"In fact, I chose the path of music simply because I like singing. It's that simple. There is no lofty reason."

"Is that so?"

PS: Thanks to "Luo Yue" for the monthly ticket support! Thank you! .

Chapter 115: Why are you yelling so loudly?

"By the way, are you two boyfriend and girlfriend?"

Perhaps realizing that Ling had run out of topics to talk about, Hoshino Ai changed the subject and took the initiative to ask back, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

Upon hearing this, Ling subconsciously glanced at Mo Yucheng, her face flushed. Just as she was about to deny it, Mo Yucheng hugged her in his arms.

"Yes, we are boyfriend and girlfriend!"

The woman is in love and the man is interested, so why bother?

Although Ling was very happy about Mo Yucheng's self-assertion, she still pretended to be dissatisfied.

A hand quietly approached Mo Yucheng's waist.

"You two have such a good relationship."

Looking at the loving scene of the two, Hoshino Ai couldn't help feeling a little envious.

Mo Yucheng smiled and said, "Thank you, people often say that... -hiss!"

The smile disappeared in an instant, replaced by a mask of pain.

"Are you OK?"

Hoshino Ai looked at Mo Yucheng in confusion.

"Ahem, I'm fine."

Mo Yucheng calmly held the jade hand on his waist to prevent her from hitting him again.

"I'm glad you're okay. Oh, and here are your prizes."

Hoshino Ai didn't notice the two people's little actions, she handed over the gift bag beside her.

"Thank you for your continued support. I hope we can meet again next time."

This was originally a polite remark to her fans, and she would say something similar every time she met with her fans.

But this time, Hoshino Ai showed her true feelings. She really hoped that they could meet again.

After all, who doesn’t like such handsome, beautiful and polite fans?

"Thank you for the gift. We won't bother you anymore."

"goodbye!"

Mo Yucheng and Ling held hands, stood up and walked outside.

After leaving the dressing room, the number of fans outside remained the same.

Mo Yucheng and Ling had no choice but to take another route home.

Ling seemed very excited along the way.

Seeing this, Mo Yucheng couldn't help but ask, "It's just a gift from a singer. Is there any need to be so happy? You're not a fan of her."

"Stupid, do you think I'm happy because of this?"

Ling's jade hand reached out to Mo Yucheng's waist again, but this time Mo Yucheng would not let her get her wish.

"Oh! I understand. You are happy that I told you that you are my girlfriend in front of others!" Mo Yucheng looked as if he had suddenly realized something.

"Not at all!"

Unable to sneak attack, Ling attacked head-on, raised her pink fist and lightly hit Mo Yucheng's chest twice.

But her denial seemed unconvincing in front of her red ears.

boom--!

Suddenly, there was a loud noise behind me.

The two men subconsciously turned around and saw a thick black smoke rising slowly from not far away.

"Oh no! That's the direction of the concert!" Ling suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Let's go over and have a look."

Mo Yucheng grabbed Ling's hand and took her back to the concert venue.

The scene before her made Ling's face pale.

The magnificent stage had been reduced to ruins, with countless broken limbs covering the ground. The air was filled with a burnt smell, like a purgatory!

"vomit!"

Ling finally couldn't help but spit it out.

Although she was already a cultivator, she had never seen such a bloody scene, so it was inevitable.

Mo Yucheng tapped Ling's brow lightly and guided her to chant the Heart Purification Mantra, which restored the color to her face.

"What on earth happened here? Could it be a terrorist attack?"

The scene in front of her was obviously caused by an explosion, and the first thing Ling thought of was a terrorist attack.

"No, it's not that simple."

Mo Yucheng looked up at the roof of a tall building a hundred meters away across the street.

There was a man wearing a red robe and holding a skull staff.

[Hell Priest, a seventh-level high-level monster from another world! Weakness: All holy light attribute attacks.]

Mo Yucheng didn't even need to ask, the system directly projected information about the figure into his mind.

"What is that?" Ling also noticed this strange figure.

"It's just a monster."

Mo Yucheng raised his hand and a long sword condensed from spiritual power fell into his hand.

Just as he was about to send the hell priest to the real hell, the other party raised his staff and kept chanting incomprehensible spells.

"*..."

Ling Wen couldn't help but ask: "What is it doing?"

Mo Yucheng was also very curious, so he gave up his plan to attack and wanted to see what this guy wanted to do.

Unexpectedly, an urgent voice of a strange woman suddenly came from behind.

"Stop it! It's summoning the demon from Hell!"

Mo Yucheng and Ling were slightly stunned when they heard this and turned to look.

A red-haired woman dressed like a white-collar worker came into view.

"you are?"

Mo Yucheng looked at the woman in confusion.

From what the woman had just said, she seemed to know what was going to happen next.

And he seemed to be very sure that he had the ability to prevent it from happening.

But Mo Yucheng was very sure that he had never seen this woman, but how did she know?

Mo Yucheng was very curious.

"Idiot, is now the time to ask such questions? Stop it!" The woman stomped her feet in anxiety.

However, the more anxious the woman became, the more Mo Yucheng went against her.

"No, I want to see what kind of hellish demon this guy can summon!"

The red-haired woman was stunned. Why did she feel like this guy was acting like a child?