Chapter 1113： Something wrong

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Bullfighting headquarters.

General Manager Ke Song looked at the entire network for insulting the old Moxian team, and he could not help but sneer.

"I can't win, then we don't want anyone to win."

On the other side, Wen Zilong was in no hurry.

"The more fierce they scold, the more people watching our live broadcast. They are equivalent to spending money to help us advertise."

The three of them, seeing that there are indeed more viewers in their live broadcast room.

But he was not happy either.

"That being said, but so many people scold us, who can bear it?"

"What's more, we didn't falsify at all, but they scolded us like this, and they couldn't stand it anymore."

"Brother Dragon, can you think of a way to shut them up?"

Wen Zilong smiled lightly:

"Relax, those who clear up will clear themselves."

As a result, everyone is a little ignorant.

No matter who it is, in the face of this situation, it has long been a hurry.

Wen Zilong was not in a hurry from beginning to end.

Where did he come from?

Soon, more than half an hour later, Wen Zilong had killed the last wild beast.

Their challenge has been completed.

Originally this was a matter of celebration, but since the entire network was scolding them, the two anchors did not know what to say.

Brother Urinary Frequently said:

"Lao Tie, dude, the challenge of our old Moxian team has been completed."

"One month, kill 400,000 wild beasts."

"This is a great victory. Moreover, this challenge was still carried out with your abuse and insult. This is enough to prove the greatness of our old demon."

"Come on, take a wave of 6."

Anyway, it was all abusive words, no matter how he said, everyone would still scold.

Lice don't itch.

He simply boasted about himself.

Sure enough, he said this, and there were more abuses in the live broadcast room.

Urinary frequency brother turned and asked Wen Zilong:

"Brother Dragon, what should I do now? The challenge is completed, should we turn off the live broadcast? Otherwise, my little heart can't stand the curse."

The other two also looked at Wen Zilong.

Waiting for the meaning of Wen Zilong.

Wen Zilong shook his head:

"Keep driving."

"Uh……"

U frequency brother, the three anchors, they are a little unknown.

This challenge has already been completed, and it has been scolded by people. Why do you still live broadcast?

Continue to make them scold?

Just when they were puzzled, their spiritual power discovered that a group of people were flying towards them twenty kilometers away.

"Ok?"

All three of them were a little puzzled.

In this wild beast paradise, except for them, basically no one has seen anyone else.

Why did a group of people suddenly appear?

Soon, those people had already come to them.

Almost every one wears the same clothes.

Carrying a long sword on his back.

The man headed is 1.8 meters tall and has sword eyebrows and star eyes.

Standing there, but also as tall as a sword.

It's just different from others.

He did not carry a sword on his back.

Wen Zilong gestured to Brother Upin and pointed the camera at these people.

Brother Upin nodded, and all three of their anchors aimed the camera at them.

At this time, the billions of people in the live broadcast room recognized them one after another.

The barrage is no longer a curse of the old demon fairy.

"Larch swordsman, larch!"

"The thirteen people he took with him were all the powerful deciduous sword factions!"

"Legendary Sword School? What are they doing in Wild Beast Paradise?"

"I heard that a month ago, the master of the fallen leaf sword faction fell into starfish and disappeared in the wild beast forest. I think I should be looking for falling starfish."

At this time, those sailors took the rhythm again.

"Some people believe that the old Moxian team did not falsify. If it is not falsified, with your strength, you should just be able to get these people out of the fallen leaves sword. Have the ability to just take a look.

"Yeah, aren't you able to harvest dozens of wild beasts with a sickle? Then you should be easy to win against the people who sent the sword on the fallen leaves."

"Just one if you have the ability! I have just passed by and I admit that you haven't made any fakes."

"Dare not just be fake!"

"Nonsense, this is obviously not daring."

"Counsel, courage!"

...

Of course, there are some people who speak for Wen Zilong.

"Legendary Sword School, that's the third strongest sect on the Proximity Star. The leader is the third-order mid-level. With the third-grade weapons in hand, it can challenge the fourth-order mid-term strong."

"And mainly because their martial arts are too strong. There are more than a thousand people who reach the middle of the third order. To provoke such martial arts, it is completely to death."

"Wen Zilong is okay when idle, and of course he won't go **** them. Your rhythm is too bad."

However, such views are only a few.

The masses will always look busy and busy.

"Just one!"

"Just one!"

"Just one!"

And with the rhythm of the Marine Corps, almost all screens are "just one".

It was at this time, above the picture, that the fallen leaf sword faction head fell into the starry sea, and his eyes forced him to look at Wen Zilong:

"You killed my family Haier!"

The remark exploded once again.

"I depend!"

"Awesome!"

"crazy!"

"Just just called someone else just now, they killed the Lord of the Fallen Sword factions!"

"It's no wonder that one month after missing, it turned out to be killed."

"It's not just tough, it's just a fate!"

Those rhythmic sailors obviously did not expect this result.

They all shut up temporarily.

Looking at the picture again, Wen Zilong shrugged, an indifferent look:

"Without evidence, be careful, I will sue you for slander."

The sailor immediately seized the opportunity.

"Ask, obviously."

"Sure enough, it's really counseling. In this way, their challenge must be fake."

"Counsel for a batch."

With the rhythm of the Marine Corps, the barrage was again marked with the words "counsel" and "fake".

The deciduous sword faction head, the face is cold, in the language, there is obviously a long suppressed anger and hatred.

"My son had a conflict with you, and then disappeared in the wild beast forest. As far as I know, the place he went to that night was only your old magic fairy team."

The corner of Wenzi's dragon mouth is tilted:

"Who are you? Who are you? I don't even know you."

At this time, it is live broadcast, naturally can not directly admit.

But when the live broadcast effect comes out, let the audience see that the other party is arrogant.

No matter what you do, you must first stand at the highest point of morality.

The deciduous sword faction head, apparently forcibly angered:

"I, the head of the deciduous sword school, larch. My son, the starfish."

Wen Zilong seemed to realize:

"Oh, it turned out to be the guy who wanted to grab my space capsule by the deciduous sword faction."

The eyes of larch are like electricity:

"So, you killed it."

Wen Zilong shrugged again:

"He must have killed my space capsule, I must have killed it? Is something wrong?"

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