Chapter 1211

"Lord, do you really don't know me?" Xie MengWu swallows the orange, but finally he can't help asking.

Ice cream gently nods, the mind has no relevant memory, can only feel Xie Meng dance has a kind of familiar feeling.

What's more, it's too warm. Some of them are hard to resist.

"It doesn't matter if I can't remember." Xie MengWu breathed a deep sigh of relief, smiling again on his face and embracing the frost again.

"Well How boring... " Ice frost raised her head with great effort. Her face was red, and she was really enthusiastic.

"It would be nice to meet again..." Xie MengWu closed his eyes and whispered to himself, close to the face of frost.

Frost Leng next, although the face is still no expression, but no longer struggle.

The demon purple moon blinked an eye, suddenly thought of what, quickly took out the magic mobile phone, the scene in front of US remained.

"What are you eating?" The hugging didn't last long. Xie MengWu soon let go of the frost, and his sight fell on the steaming hot pot.

Her personality is a little familiar, plus the frost is also here, from the previous conversation to understand the origin of the rumor, the mall is very approachable.

And she had not eaten for a long time, smelling the attractive aroma in the air, and suddenly came the feeling of hunger in her abdomen.

"Hot pot." Luochuan replied.

Xie Meng dances and swallows.

Demon Ziyan feels a little funny. Is this really the most gorgeous Xie Meng dance in the auction house of the city of chaos?

"Do you want to eat it?" Demon Ziyan asked with a smile.

"I want to..." Xie Meng dance subconsciously nodded, and then shook his head again and again, "do not want to do not want to."

Xie MengWu moved a chair next to the frost and sat down.

"It looks so spicy." Looking at the rolling red soup, Xie MengWu couldn't help swallowing.

When she took a bite, she was shocked. She had never eaten such a delicious food.

"Are the ingredients of this hotpot all miraculous drugs?" Xie MengWu soon noticed something unusual.

"Panacea? According to Tianlan land, it should be considered. " Luochuan nodded.

Xie MengWu has some doubts in his heart. What is "according to Tianlan land"?

But they did not ask.

Now her mind has been completely immersed in the delicious food, and she has no idea to ask about the goods sold in the original mall. She has a good time eating.

But also from time to time to give some food to the frost, the process is incomparable, seems to have formed a habit.

"Where is chuyang? Is he still in the city of chaos?" Luochuan asked.

"Chuyang? I should have left by now. " Xie MengWu ate something and said vaguely, "I went to him after the auction at that time. He said that he would leave and continue to travel for some time."

She has no opinion on this. Everyone's hobbies and pursuits are different. She doesn't need to judge others by her own standards.

Luochuan "Oh", he just casually asked.

Soon, dinner is over.

Xie MengWu was holding the magic mobile phone of frost, and his face was full of curiosity: "such a magical thing, the price of 100 Spirit Crystal is too cheap..."

Of course, she just casually said that when eating hot pot, she already knew that Luochuan was the boss of the origin mall.

For such a mysterious strong man, the Spirit Crystal has no great significance at all. I'm afraid that collecting 100 spirit crystals is just symbolic.

As for the purpose of this

“…… Why? " Luochuan put down his magic mobile phone and watched Xie Meng dance.

"Yes, boss. What's the reason why you opened the origin mall?" Xie MengWu asked curiously.

Influenced by Qingyuan and others, she began to call Luochuan "boss".

"Interest." Luochuan took a mouthful of ice, and said, "I'm just an interested boss."

Xie MengWu

Good reason, there is no place to refute!

After dinner, everyone was ready to leave.

Then there was a problem.

Anweiya and Xie MengWu each hold a hand of ice cream, and are staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes. No one is willing to let go.

"Well, what are they going to do?" The demon purple moon asked in a low voice.

"I don't know. Let them solve it by themselves." Demon Ziyan said with a smile.

I don't know what Xie MengWu and anweiya talked about, but finally the latter chose to give up.

"Just one day." Anweiya stressed.

"I know, I know." Xie MengWu waved her hand carelessly and smilingly went to rub the Frost's cheek, and then was mercilessly refused.

"I was suddenly a little worried." Looking at her like this, anwyatton regretted.

After the noise, the origin mall was quiet.

Luochuan got up from the sofa and closed the shop door to isolate the wind and snow.The traces of dinner have been cleaned up, and there is no smell left in the air.

The sofa is the same type of coffee shop, provided by system friendship, and extremely comfortable to sit on.

Naturally, the seats behind the counter were left out.

Luochuan took out the magic mobile phone from the system space.

The story of the death note is about to be written, leaving only the final plot.

He decided to take some time to finish it tonight.

What this plot tells us is the part of the darkness of the night and the moon.

Using the death note, while killing Nankong Zhimei, she also kills Qiuye Shizhi in order to get rid of her suspicion.

In Luochuan's view, the original good and l fight bravely, suddenly completely blackened.

How to say that, the turning point is a bit puzzling.

The way to improve it is also very simple, plus settings.

In popular words, it is to fill the hole.

Luochuan wrote a lot of things, and he was familiar with such things as pit filling.

Of course, he prefers digging to filling.

When you write, you can spread your thoughts freely. As for the outline, there is no need to exist at all.

It's only because his imagination is limited.

However, if you dig a lot, you often forget what you dug before.

Or occasionally, sometimes there is a flash of light, the original set to the excellent dark pit to forget.

At the end of the day, most of the unfilled holes were really forgotten.

Of course, there may be no way to fill the hole and pretend to be forgotten.

After all, digging a hole is much easier than filling it.

Well, start writing the final plot.

Demon purple smoke propped up his chin, looking at Luochuan, from time to time showed his own did not notice the smile.

After sending a meeting to stay, also took out the magic mobile phone.

She is also ready to perfect the settings in her own "glory".

Rongguang's new role is to bury the messenger's favor. The background story given in the post is still detailed.

But in the view of demon Ziyan, many places need to be improved and added details.

So that it can blend into the story of the whole glorious world.