Holographic Sword III Private GM

Lian Zheng got out of the warm quilt, and saw the faint shadows under the eyelids of Yuan Jiuzhong, who was sleeping soundly, and the thick eyelashes looked like small fans, which softened his original sharp appearance a lot, and the cold and hard outline was also softened. The hot quilt softened a bit, Lian Zheng looked at it for a while, then carefully got into the quilt again, taking advantage of this time, he needed to go offline to do something.

After he goes offline, Ji Xiaomeng will not disappear, the system will still maintain its autonomous mode, and Lian Zheng is set to sleep, that is to say, the little yellow chicken will sleep obediently in Yuan Jiu's bed until he goes online again.

Coming out of the game cabin, Lian Zheng simply took a shower, then walked into the study room which was extremely underutilized, rummaged through it and took out an old notebook and a pen.He does not use fast and convenient electronic items such as computers or mobile phones. The more high-tech things are, the easier it is to leak secrets. From this aspect, it can be concluded that Lian Zheng is actually a very cautious person. Similarly, the notebook is in his hands. Here, he is also a very confident person.

Write the date after leaving a blank page. According to the information that Lian Zheng had read, Yuan Jiuzhong still had a little bit of depression. Lian Zheng had noticed it when they met for the second time in the tea shed. Gloomy and silent, the whole person is buried in negative dark emotions.But today's Yuan Jiuzhong surprised Lian Zheng and was gentle.Like writing a diary, I recorded Yuan Jiuzhong's emotional reactions today, and after about a month or two, I can sum up the rules and experience.

Lian Zheng may not be professional, but he is indeed careful enough in doing things, and he is naturally soft-hearted. This time the job may not be so simple, he has such a premonition.

When Lian Zheng re-boarded the game, Yuan Jiuzhong had already woken up from his afternoon nap. The warm sunlight in the afternoon came in through the slits propped up by the wooden window. The man's black hair was messily scattered on the soft silk pillow, and his eyes were slightly closed. Then, when it is fully opened, it no longer has the illusion of softness and slenderness like a dodder flower, but instead has a bit more sharp edges and corners.

The little yellow chicken originally wanted to rub the man's fingers, but when it saw this, it shrank back, and the little ball stared blankly at the man, as if it wanted to get close but was afraid of being rejected.

Yuan Jiuzhong stretched out two fingers and rubbed the fluff on its head, then slowly got up from the bed and put on his clothes.

The little yellow chicken nestled obediently and waited.

"Are you hungry?" Yuan Jiuzhong asked suddenly.

Is it asking it?Lian Zheng raised his head in a daze.

Yuan Jiuzhong stretched out his hand and grabbed it out of thin air, and a full coarse cloth bag was pulled out from the storage bag. He pulled the short rope that tied the bag, and grabbed a handful of yellow millet from it.

The crystal clear and plump millet was scattered on the table, and the baby chicken was roughly thrown beside the pile of millet.

"eat fast."

Lian Zheng: "..." To eat or not to eat, that is a question.As a person, he really doesn't want to eat chicken feed...although...but...it seems...very fragrant...so let's take a bite (￣▽￣")...

Yuan Jiuzhong saw that the baby chicken hesitated for a while, and then he made up his mind to peck one. After a while, he slowly lowered his head and pecked another.

The corners of Yuan Jiuzhong's mouth curled up slightly, but after the second bite, Baby Chick refused to continue.

Although...it's really delicious...but for the dignity of the GM, he really can't continue! ! !Even the little yellow chicken passed by a table of fragrant and sweet millet with tears on his face, and threw himself into Yuan Jiuzhong's arms with a chirping chirp, and quickly take him away from this sad place/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

Yuan Jiuzhong stroked Baby Chicken's head soothingly, frowned slightly, and after a while, he relaxed as if thinking of something, with an unpredictable expression: "Go, I'll take you out."

Don't you have to wait until tomorrow?Lian Zheng was a little puzzled, the sun was shining outside, Yuan Jiuzhong's face was still pale, his lips were as red as a ghost, wouldn't the sun expose his true colors? Hey!

The little yellow chicken blinked, and before it had time to chirp twice, the little Maotuan was grabbed by the big hand and landed firmly on Yuan Jiuzhong's shoulder.

Even though the man's shoulders were very broad, Lian Zheng couldn't help shaking, his thighs... oh no, his claws trembled, and he screamed uneasily.

Yuan Jiuzhong frowned. He had already changed into a broken army suit with an open front, revealing a large chest with clear and smooth texture. It is difficult for the little yellow chicken to be put into the clothes again. Could it be taken back into the pet system?

"Hey?" Baby Chicken tilted his head, staring at the man with wet eyes.

Yuan Jiuzhong: "..."

Yuan Jiuzhong pondered for a moment, reached out and grabbed the little yellow chicken, and stuffed it into the clothes around his waist. It was just fixed by the girdle, so it shouldn't be easy to fall out.

Lian Zheng pressed against Yuan Jiuchong's warm skin, silently adjusted a comfortable posture, and then stretched out his head, but then it was pushed back, "I don't want you if it falls out, follow me if you have the ability."

Lian Zheng: "Chi Chi Chi!"

The little yellow chicken stretched out its wings with a few soft feathers, which made Yuan Jiuzhong more convex.

After going out, after a few minutes of light work and gliding to the ground, Lian Zheng poked out his head, and the whole chicken was stunned.He didn't expect that Yuan Jiuzhong would take the initiative to take it to such a crowded place, it simply did not conform to the logic of abnormal people's thinking!It slowly raised its head, from bottom to top, observed from Yuan Jiuzhong's tangled pectoral muscles to the firm and smooth collarbone, and finally stopped at Yuan Jiuzhong's jaw, and if it went down again, its neck would be broken .

But obviously, his worries were superfluous. Yuan Jiuzhong shuttled through the crowd without the slightest discomfort on his face. His steps were steady and powerful, except for his eyes becoming colder and colder.

On the way to the town of Guangdu Town, there are vegetable sellers, patrollers, small stalls, and so on, and there are also special items of various sects that have been very hot on the forum these days.

"Come and take a look, fresh bamboo shoots just plucked from the mountain behind Tangmen!"

"Chopsticks, kitchen knives, high-quality kitchen knives, produced by Tibetan Sword."

"Girls, Qingluo's small fan flutters the fireflies, the painting fan drawn by Qixiufang, and the hairpin jewelry are so beautiful!"

Of course, among the crowd wandering the streets, there are also some real charlatans who hide their names and behave in a low-key manner.

Because there were so many people, Yuan Jiuzhong stretched out his hand to protect the little yellow chicken, and pushed its moving little head back. In this way, when entering the trading house, Yuan Jiuzhong was bumped by someone, and even squeezed to the ground. Innocent little yellow chicken.

"Jeepee!!!"

Yuan Jiuzhong noticed that the man reached out to touch the little yellow chicken hidden in his clothes, and reacted very quickly and stepped back, his face darkened instantly, he looked up at the man, and saw that the man was wearing a white coat Hat, with a darker complexion, smiled awkwardly at him, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yuan Jiuzhong's eyes were as cold as frost and snow that had been frozen for thousands of years. The towns couldn't PK, and there were too many people, so he couldn't use it at all. At present, his character attributes have been weakening all the time, so it is rare that Yuan Jiuzhong didn't show up again. Seeing that the little yellow chicken was still safe and well-behaved, he patted its body through the skirt of his clothes to comfort him.

Besides the real aborigines on the roadside, many of the things sold by those who can’t tell the difference between the real and the fake are foolish. If you want to buy really good products, trading houses are definitely the first choice!Quality clearance, best service!And Yuan Jiuzhong's destination is here.

The magnificently decorated and well-decorated trading house in Guangdu Town is one of the busiest trading houses in all the main cities. Yuan Jiuzhong was warmly received by the traders as soon as he stepped through the door.

Yuan Jiuzhong was shopping, and the little yellow chicken was obviously not very interested. It rubbed and rubbed, and it got out of the clothes around Yuan Jiuzhong's waist again, and when it revealed its little furry head, it happened to be caught by a thousand people next to it. Disciple Hua Nu saw it right.

"Senior Sister, look quickly, little yellow chicken!" The female disciple Wanhua immediately cried out with eyes full of love, and all the girls in the exchange gathered together.

"It's so cute, is it a pet?" one of them asked.

"I want it too!"

A young and beautiful girl glanced at the little yellow chicken, apparently did not show much liking, but looked up and saw Yuan Jiuzhong's indifferent and quiet face, suddenly blushing and couldn't help asking: "Can I Touch it?"

Originally, Yuan Jiuzhong was looking through the transaction catalog carefully, but immediately frowned when he heard this, and shot his eyes frostily.The people around him were chattering and making him have a splitting headache, and at this moment, someone dared to ask him for a baby chicken!

Probably because Yuan Jiuzhong's eyes were too ferocious, the young girl was startled, and immediately turned pale and shrank back to her companion.

Only then was Yuan Jiuzhong satisfied with ordering a few items, closing the catalog and returning them to the trader, paying with the money, clutching the warm place where Baby Chicken was, turning his head and striding out of the magnificent trading house... so Some actions, for some reason, Lian Zheng read a bit of fright ==.

When passing by the messenger, Yuan Jiuzhong stopped in his tracks. The messenger wiped the sweat from his forehead, exchanged a few words with Yuan Jiuzhong, and then handed him a large box of things behind him.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi!" The little yellow chicken couldn't help becoming curious when he saw this.

"Don't make trouble, this is your ration." Yuan Jiuzhong patted the restless little yellow chicken lightly.

"grumble?!!!!!"

You brought a chicken to the trading house for so long just to buy a bag of rations 〒▽〒? ! ! !