"Well, let's go to the men's clothing store first."

At the same time, Tang Guo takes out his mobile phone, which has been talking with people in the group in video, but she put it in the bag. Therefore, when the group heard the voice of Hua Yan, they knew that it was the dead man who came to Tangguo again.

I often pass the popular science of my friends in the group. Shangguan Yun Gu also knows that there is a person with a special face who always follows martial uncle. In his world, Mei Shangzhi is the dead man. It is said that his identity in every world is different, but he will find martial uncle accurately, and use peacock to open the screen to attract martial uncle's attention, so that he can stick to martial uncle's side.

Thinking of Mei Shangzhi's cheekiness, shangguanyun Gu also has some words to say.

"Gee, Gogol, are you linking to people's videos?" Hua Yan saw Tang Guo's mobile interface and found that there were many people on it, "are these people playing role-playing? Is that person playing wiya in the scenic spot? "

Hua Yan said that shangguanyungu was the one who had just arrived in fairyland. Now he is facing the competition for resources and improving his strength every day, so most of them are flying.

"I didn't see the line, and there seemed to be other people playing wiya around." Hua Yan stares at Tangguo's mobile phone, "maybe the pixel is not good."

When Hua Yan saw that there was someone fighting over there, shangguanyun Gu was a little confused: "are amateurs so fierce now? Not only do we have to hang Wei to play, but we also have to fight, not Is that sword real? "

Hua Yan blinked and looked at Shangguan cloud Gu. Someone directly fell down from the sky. For a while, he was speechless.

[Shangguan Yungu]: Martial uncle, did I do something wrong?

He is subconscious. He wants to show everyone the excitement. Video calling can also change the angle from the idea. He just wanted to share it with you, and there was another fight.

Now, seeing Hua Yan's face in a dazed way, he felt that he had done something wrong.

Hua Yan reflected: "guoguoer, who are these people? How do I feel that picture just now? It's not like it's fake?"

"His name is Shangguan Yungu. He is my nephew."

"What is it for?" Hua Yan asked again.

Tangguo didn't hide it. She thought that Hua Yan should be accepted well. Now she's not used to it. Just look more and get used to it. Anyway, she will get used to it sooner or later. She can't, every time she has a video call with her friends, do it behind his back? It's not necessary.

"He's a monk. He's in fairyland now. The picture you saw just now is that he wants to let everyone have a look."

Hua Yan clenched Tangguo's hand, and his eyes fell on other people's faces: "what about them?"

He seems to have learned something. These people are not playing role-playing.

"This is Margaret, a gentle and lovely dark magician." Tango points to Margaret.

"This is brother Ziyun, the alchemist."

"Brother Chixiao, an instrument refiner."

"Harold, a great magician. That's Alan, a swordsman. "

"The little sister in the white dress is ethereal and a friar. She looks more casual and looks all over messy and handsome. She is a silver ring or a friar."

"What about them?"