The male god of fast crossing the space world, please hold back

Chapter 132: The Great God of Online Games: Dissatisfied, Come Solo (58)

For just a moment, the originally noisy venue fell silent.

Hearing a 'boom', the microphone in Ye Chenfeng's hand fell from his hand, his eyes widened, and he looked at Mo Yuemian in disbelief.

"How is it possible?" In the next second, he frantically picked up the microphone that fell on the ground, and shouted at Mo Yuemian: "You are lying, you just made such an argument to protect Baihuazui. "

"Oh? You really think so?"

"That's what I think!" Ye Chenfeng said excitedly: "No! I shouldn't say that I think, I should say that I am very sure. So... that's why you asked me the name of Baihuazuiqingyuan!"

From Ye Chenfeng's point of view, even if he was killed, he would not believe that Mo Yuemian was Qiyue Shenmian.

But I don't know why I suddenly feel weird, I always feel that these two names sound a bit fluent.

In the next second, Mo Yuemian glanced at the assistant standing below the stage who was eating melons with relish, and gestured.

The assistant reacted immediately and put his laptop on the stage.

Mo Yuemian quickly connected the connection between the computer and the big screen, double-clicked the game, and clicked on the Wulin Tianjiao server to enter the login interface.

The default account was the usual account, and he entered the password without hesitation.

The game interface officially entered, and a quaint game interface came into view.

But everyone's attention is completely on the game ID in the upper left corner - Qiyue Deep Sleep.

"what--"

A certain girl standing under the stage cried out excitedly at this moment, and immediately felt that something was wrong, and bowed and apologized with a blushing face.

This girl usually watches a lot of idol dramas at [-] o'clock, so suddenly the scene of this idol drama appeared in reality, which made her a little excited and couldn't help herself. shouted out.

"How, are you satisfied with this?" Mo Yuemian put down the mouse, put his hands in his pockets again, looked down at Ye Chenfeng and said, "If you are not satisfied, you can log in to your account. Like my wife was in the game that day. As I told you—"

In the next second, he paused and continued: "Not convinced, come solo."

"Ahhh-"

The voice fell softly, this time there was more than one person screaming.

Everyone in the banquet hall seemed very excited. First, they had never experienced such a large-scale face-slapping scene. Second,...

President Mo is also too spoiled, one wife at a time, he is simply a wife-protecting madman.

"Impossible...absolutely impossible...I don't believe it, even if I die."

"Whether you believe it or not has nothing to do with me." Mo Yuemian narrowed her eyes coldly, and a sneer was drawn at the corner of her mouth: "But I definitely reserve your right to slander my wife's reputation, and wait to receive the court summons."

After the sound fell, Mo Yuemian closed the laptop, turned coldly, and walked in the direction of Chu Nian.

From time to time, the thoughts of the crowd eating melons came to his ears, this time, it was quite pleasant.

"Oh my god! Actually, I paid attention to the incident of Baihuazui before, and I also played this game, which happened to be in the same district. It's just that I didn't expect President Mo to be the god of praying for the moon."

"Even if I didn't play that game, I still think that Commander Mo blows up, okay? Do you think he is chasing Hua Zui Da in the game or in real life!"

"I don't know! But Mr. Mo called Mrs. Hua Zui, it should be in the game!"

"It doesn't matter! Anyway, it's really handsome. I want to be a fan of this couple, okay?"

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　　I updated the old book last night, but forgot to update the new book!
　　
　
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