During your freshman internship, you went to 749 to contain monsters.

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A group of colleagues came over to talk to Lu Ding.

He also accepted everyone and chatted with them about daily life.

From time to time, they exchanged contact information and took photos.

Watching all this, Tan Tai Xian Yue just thought, how can there be star-chasers among Qi-refining practitioners?

Although she had enjoyed such treatment in the past, she could not compare with Lu Ding in terms of the enthusiasm and number of colleagues, as well as the popularity.

But she also understood that it was normal.

Is this a human?

This is a succubus that exudes endless charm.

From top to bottom, from inside to outside, whether it is the appearance of the skin or the inner strength, there is no fault with Lu Ding at all.

Too perfect.

It's as if he is not on the same level as others.

Tan Tai Xian Yue did not squeeze people forward.

Just watched like this.

As for why she didn't leave, everyone said that Lu Ding was a succubus, so how could she survive?

Night.

Auditorium 749.

Everyone surrounded Lu Ding and entered.

Sit down.

It seems that the meeting time is still a little short.

Yan Feifan was chatting nearby.

"Brother Lu, I think about it. What happened recently is really like a novel."

Lu Ding looked over: "Why do you say that?"

"Look, let's start with Tong Yong. If we hadn't participated, it would have been Tong Yong who solved the problem of Miss Ji's things, and then he was targeted by Ling Gu. By chance, if it was a novel, should he have taken the Dingfengzhu?"

According to the development of the novel, it is indeed a gift of treasure.

Lu Ding nodded: "To put it in a more vulgar way, it should be."

"And then, when I was reading the information before, guess what I found out, Tong Yong was captured by the female sheriff who was captured by the Wuzang Shengshe. According to the development of the novel, the fierce sheriff is one of the harem."

"Maybe Tong Yong will conflict with the Wuzang Shengshe to save him later."

"Although the old immortals in the three brothers of the Tang family in the Wuzang Shengshe are all very powerful, Tong Yong's is not bad either, and the three brothers of the Tang family have no intention of killing the female sheriff."

"When Tong Yong goes, people will give him face by taking advantage of the situation. This is something Tang Bao can do, taking advantage of this opportunity."

"Maybe Tang Bao will recruit him into the Wuzang Shengshe, or form an alliance with him. From here, he can learn more about the circle of Qi-refining practitioners, and then use the power of the Wuzang Shengshe to grab the Dingfengzhu, and the logic will be closed directly."

Lu Ding wanted to laugh. Yan Feifan's brain circuit is still so strange.

Just listen to him continue.

"Then let's talk about Ye Xuan. The place where Ye Xuan dealt with the white-haired roar was near Dinghao Community. The monsters in Dinghao Community were so wretched, probably because they were frightened by him."

"And he also had the idea of ​​opening the tomb. At that time, he might be the one who killed the living corpse, but he is different from you, Brother Lu."

"Didn't the living corpse have a mask on its face that was broken together with its body by you, Brother Lu?"

"If Ye Xuan took this mask."

"The husband of the reporter, Miss Cheng, who was replaced, works in a subsidiary of Sihai Group. According to this development, the two may meet one day."

"Then this general soldier may recognize Ye Xuan as his own general."

Seeing that Lu Ding's smile was a little bit unbearable, Yan Feifan hurriedly explained: "Really, Brother Lu, although it's nonsense, it makes sense."

"Look again, that general soldier I recognized that Ye Xuan was the general, did Ye Feng go to Caojiaxiang? I seem to have a good relationship with Caojiaxiang. Yuan's mother came to vampire, and Cao Yuan also thought about the Four Sea Group. Ye Xuan led a group of Yin soldiers to fight vampire. "It's really like a novel, it's ridiculous, but it has a plot and some selling points. However, not many people will read it, because few people can read such a stupid plot."

"And the character design of these two people is also stupid."

Yan FeiFan also thinks the plot is a bit lame.

But it doesn't matter.

"Isn't it because of you, Brother Lu? The plot won't be lame with you."

"With you, it's like kicking the mentally retarded male protagonist and punching the idiot. If I were a reader, I would be so happy if I were you."

"Okay, you can be so happy. I think if you don't become a Qi cultivator, you can also write novels. With your imagination, you can definitely make a fortune from it."

Yan Feifan sat back in the chair with his hands folded.

"I think it makes sense. When I get old and can't work anymore, or my cultivation is stuck and I can't improve, I will write a novel and write about your deeds, Brother Lu, and make the readers happy."

"I have thought of the name."

This sentence made Lu Ding interested: "What is it?"

"Lu Ding Ji, I also have illustrations."

Lu Ding:........

"You......."

"Hmm......."

"Don't use this name, I beg you."

It's not bad, but when Lu Ding heard these three words, he felt a little ashamed for some reason.

"Change it? What should I change it to?"

Yan Feifan folded his hands, his eyes full of thought.

It seems that he really thinks this is a problem.

As the staff gradually arrived, the lights dimmed.

A staff member holding a microphone came on stage.

"According to past practice, once the Ghost Festival is over and this meeting is over, in a few days we will have our annual martial arts competition, so today, I will warm up the scene for all my colleagues."

"It is said that this year's Ghost Festival is on the 15th day, which is in July, and there will be hundreds of ghosts walking at night."

Ding.

The music sounded, creating a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.

"It was the ghosts who borrowed the road, and the living people avoided it, starting from Wenqiu and ending in Fengyang."

Two beams of light fell, hitting the seats where the patrol officers in Wenqiu District and Fengyang District were sitting.

On the big screen, the picture was divided into four parts, and the current expressions of the four patrol officers appeared on it.

Two people were embarrassed, and two people smiled faintly.

Pah, the music sounded again.

The people on the stage walked quickly, and the sound of footsteps was played by the speakers with every step they took.

"From the Yuanfeng Crematorium in Wenqiu District, there was music and suona leading the way, bringing gusts of cold wind, looking at the pale faces, black, red, yellow, green, and most of them were white."

"The black ones were burned, the red ones were suffocated, the yellow ones were drowned, the green ones were poisoned, and the white ones were dead faces..."