if the earth was a game

The spell "Le Wuhen" with strict conditions is unexpectedly easy to solve. Liang Qiuyan closed his eyes and then opened them again. He was no different from before, except that the pattern on his body was gone and the attribute bar was no longer garbled. ,Back to normal.

The invisible "Lea Wuhen" floated quietly in Xu Ran's palm like a half-closed lotus flower, looking very pure and innocent.Xu Ran took away the spell, and gave Liang Qiuyan a meaningful look before leaving.

In the past, Liang Qiuyan might have taken this opportunity to find a way to get into the Ability Division, but the contact with Xiao Pei showed that it was too dangerous to be associated with hidden races or attributes. The Demon Alliance and the Ability Division really attracted him. Not small, but now there is one thing that attracts him more, and that is Shen Fengpei.

He originally thought that his interest in Shen Fengpei would gradually fade over time, but he didn't expect that the more he got along, the deeper he fell in, and he would discover new joys in Shen Fengpei every day. Let the ordinary daily life come alive, and getting along with Shen Fengpei has become a pleasant, interesting and exciting thing.

And only by saving his life can he stay with Shen Fengpei for a longer period of time. After all, once his life is over, this round of the game is over. Even if he enters the game again to open an account, the chance of meeting Shen Fengpei again is so small that it can be ignored.

Liang Qiuyan received more information in one day than he had received in the past ten years. The Peach Blossom Land where strange creatures live illegally, vowed to thoroughly investigate the illegal gathering place, repatriate non-human creatures back to their hometowns, and he thought it was him. The protagonist is actually just a conspiracy of cannon fodder, and a huge amount of information is intertwined into an unusual day.

However, on this extraordinary day, after Liang Qiuyan opened the door, he quickly returned to silence in the corner of the house exuding the atmosphere of daily life. Maybe it shouted and struggled before being submerged, but unfortunately its owner let himself go and leaned on the sofa , took out his mobile phone, and connected to nonsense. Never thought that art comes from life, and life is always more bloody than fiction

Jing Yue turned out to be a magical boy