Chapter 554: What?
Chapter 554: What?
Cangjie glanced at the embarrassed Feng Zhiyi, and a gentle yet crazy smile appeared on his lips.
The biggest difference between him and the other person is that he never expects Zhu Jiu to feel sorry when killing someone. He just wants to know whether it is true or false that he received her only preference during those days when he was extremely humble.
At that time, there was the noble Chu Yi and the handsome Wenren Sejue, but Zhu Jiu only had eyes for him.
Cang Jie desolately laughed at himself: You like him? What about me? All the things you said and did when you met me were all fake?
Zhu Jiu: Really.
Her tone was so concise, powerful and decisive that everyone was stunned. At this point, she naturally didn't need to lie.
As a bystander, Jiemie felt sorry for Feng Zhiyi and Cangjie. He endured it again and again but finally failed. He still spoke in a very angry tone to stand up for them: So which of them do you like?
Zhu Jiu paused and asked: Are there only two options?
Several people:……
Very good, everyone was amused.
Jiemie was persistent, as if he were the person involved and had to get to the bottom of it.
He added Yue Shangxian, Chu Yi, and Wenren Sejue, three people who were related to Zhu Jiu, and asked: Among these five people, which one do you like?
There was a gloom in Mo Huaizun's lowered eyes. He had nothing to do with Zhu Jiu, and he was not an option. This was probably a good thing, but he was unhappy.
Extremely annoying from beginning to end.
Tired of having so many beautiful girls around her, tired of her eyes always being on other people, tired of the thousands of miles between them.
They are obviously the closest companions, but they are afraid of being in the light and have no future at all.
He doesn't even have the qualifications to be occasionally willful like Chu Yi.
He must remain calm and silent.
For example, now, no one can see that he is extremely looking forward to Zhu Jiu saying that he doesn't like it.
Although there is little hope.
Mo Huaizun heard Zhu Jiuqing's soft voice in the communication channel with an expressionless face: Why is Mo Huaizun not here?
He admitted that at that moment, the sudden joy in his heart chirped among the blooming spring flowers.
Jiemie was very surprised, even shocked: How dare you even think about Chief Mo?
Zhu Jiu said nonchalantly: He is not a woman, there is nothing he dare not think about. Well, this is Jiuqu Shuozhou, women can also think about it.
Chu Yi sneered fiercely, interrupting Zhu Jiu's divergent thinking.
Jiemie stuttered when he spoke: So you like Chief Mo?
The communication channel was frozen in silence. Zhu Jiu smiled slyly and said: A righteous person can only like one, but I am an evil cultivator, I like them all.
Very good, just say things that want everyone to die.
Zhu Jiu swore solemnly: Actually, I was just joking just now, I am not an undercover agent. There are more beauties on the blue side, I will definitely stand on your side and kill all the people on the red side!
"..."
Everyone just wants to eliminate the enemy, but Zhu Jiu really wants to kill.
Jiemie sneered: Isn’t it because killing teammates will deduct points and it is inconvenient to do it?
Zhu Jiu: If that’s what you mean, then the points we earn from slaughtering the red team will be enough to slaughter your blue team.
Jiemie curled his lips: Stop dreaming, what can you use to kill? This is not Canglan Realm, there is no ghost to help you.
Zhu Jiu: I have hands and feet, I can kill people by myself, why do I need help from others?
……
Although everyone was arguing in the communication channel, it did not delay their business. During this period, they had already divided the teams and counted the number of people at each stage of cultivation, the number of magic cultivators and melee cultivators, etc.
In the end, it was discovered that the forces on the three fronts were evenly distributed.
It took less than a quarter of an hour to do all this.
Jiemie heard some bad news, and his eyes widened: What? The communication talisman can't transmit images?
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