Song Qiuying's "The Troubadour and Prince of the Fairy City", when Yao Ziyan reads it, she can't help being immersed in the plot depicted in the text.

From the bottom of my heart, she really likes this story.

"Forget it, you just have to be happy." Luo Chuan rubbed his forehead, he couldn't care about Yao Ziyan's hobby, right?

But why does it feel so strange?

Luo Chuan would never watch it again.

It is better to watch "Wu Po Cangqi" in this time.

Yao Ziyan also put away the magic phone. Although she was looking forward to the next episode, it didn't seem to be a suitable scene now.

"What are you talking about just now?" Luo Chuan decided to change the subject.

"I didn't say anything. I was reading a novel. They were playing cards and table tennis." Yao Ziyan thought for a while and said.

The table tennis table that Luochuan took out the other day is still here, and Gu Yunxi and Jiang Wanchang are playing table tennis with rackets.

The cultivator's reaction ability is naturally much stronger than that of ordinary people, so the speed of table tennis is also very fast, almost showing afterimages.

Fortunately, that's all.

Neither of them used much spiritual power, nor would they directly punch through the wall like last time.

"Oh right, there is one more thing." Yao Ziyan smiled, "Boss, look at the group chat."

"What do you do to watch the group chat?" Although Luochuan was a little confused, he still opened the official group chat of Origin Mall.

The customer's message suddenly appeared on the screen, and it was refreshed at an extremely fast speed.

However, this refreshing frequency perfectly fits the speed of Luochuan browsing, and you won’t see everything clearly.

This is the convenience of the magic phone.

"Well, I seem to understand what you mean." Luo Chuan said a little funny.

It is no exaggeration to say that Meng Changkong sent nearly half of the news by himself.

To be able to use magic phones so skillfully in such a short period of time, Dream Sky is indeed a talent.

Is this the talent for talking?

"This Venerable Dream is very friendly, without the air of those big people." Yao Ziyan smiled.

"It seems that the other people in the store are almost the same, right?" Luo Chuan thought for a while and said.

Regardless of identity and strength, as long as they come to Origin Mall, they are all ordinary customers and they need to follow Origin Mall's rules.

"For ordinary cultivators like Wutian and Fan Chengtian, they are also inaccessible existences on weekdays. Meng Changkong is a bit like Yao Huichen." Yao Ziyan said.

"Yes." Luo Chuan nodded.

Everyone has a different personality, and no matter how strong they are, it is impossible to cultivate all the emotions and desires because of cultivation.

As for Yuan Gui...

That's natural.

Yao Huichen had the experience of studying at the same time as Yuan Gui. According to his account, the latter's personality was like this at the time, so it was not the effect of cultivation.

"Meng Changkong actually stated his identity and strength from the beginning, but no one believed it." Yao Ziyan couldn't help but laugh as he recalled what had happened.

"After all, under normal circumstances, cultivators with such a strong ability usually rarely appear in group chats." Luo Chuan thought for a while and added, "Except for Yao Huichen."

Two days ago, he also saw Yao Huichen guest starring in the live broadcast of youth survival, and the effect of the program was directly full.

Besides, Yao Huichen is not here, just say whatever you want.

"Are we saying that the head of medicine is a bit bad?" Yao Ziyan asked with a smile.

"If there is anything wrong, he shouldn't mind even if he knows it." Luo Chuan said casually.

After staying here for a while, the residual moisture in his hair gradually dissipated, and Luo Chuan walked out slowly.

Yao Ziyan watched Luochuan leave, and then took the magic phone out of the space ring.

Yao Ziyue stopped playing cards, came to the side of Yao Ziyan and sat down, and looked at her grinningly: "How is it?"historical

"Where did you hear about this?" Yao Ziyan tried her sullen face, maintaining her expressionless state.

"I found it occasionally." Yao Ziyue also took out the magic phone, "By the way, Song Qiuying also created a group chat. Sister, do you want to join it?"

"There is actually a group chat, let me see..."

Luochuan naturally didn't know what happened in the rest area after he left.

The hot spring has eliminated his fatigue, and now he just wants to return to the room early and have a good sleep.

By the way, Meng Changkong said that he would also come over.

Have to find him a supporting role with a little drama.

If there is really no or the acting skills are not good, just show up for an extra character.

Anyway, Luo Chuan is the boss and the director, so he has the final say.

The script written is only for reference. The specific shooting of the scene depends on him.

From the beginning of the shooting to the present, he has modified a lot of the original plot.

Luo Chuan returned to the room, didn't even bother to turn on the light, went straight to the bed, and then got into the soft and comfortable bed.

I also lost the idea of ??watching a magic phone before going to bed, and soon fell asleep after closing my eyes.

The next day, early morning.

Luochuan was awakened by a few crisp bird sounds.

A red-gold bird standing outside the window sill cast a curious look into the room.

"Xuan Que will play by herself, I want to sleep."

Luo Chuan stretched out his arm from the bed and swayed, turned over and continued to sleep.

The red golden bird flapped its wings and disappeared out of the window.

"Xuan Que, the boss is still sleeping?" Chen Yiyi got up early, eating breakfast in the hall, and asked the Xuan Que who had just turned into a human form in front.

As a sacred beast in the realm of questioning, it is very easy for the black bird to change its size.

"The boss found me at a glance." Xuan Que patted her clothes, and then sat next to Chen Yiyi.

"Isn't that normal?" Chen Yiyi gave Xuan Que a piece of fruit and rubbed her head. "You don't know the strength of the boss."

"Yes." Xuan Que nodded.

Step Lige took off his helmet, stretched deeply after leaving the seat, and his joints seemed to creak.

The same is true for Jiang Shengjun.

"Don't learn from them. If you don't sleep at night, you won't grow tall." Chen Yiyi looked at the two and said in a low voice to Xuan Que.

"Then they are not afraid of growing taller?" Xuan Que looked puzzled.

"You are still young, as for the two of them." Chen Yiyi said with a smile.

Xuan Que nodded thoughtfully.

"So tired." Step Lige shook his neck and walked toward the corridor, "Go to sleep."

"Don't eat?" Jiang Shengjun felt that his head was dizzy, and long-term use of the holographic device would indeed bring a burden to the body if his strength was insufficient.

"Stop eating, I have no appetite, I'll say it at noon." Bu Lige waved his hand, and his figure quickly disappeared from Jiang Shengjun's sight.

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