Prehistoric: The beginning of the game mixed with the Xiantian Lingbao chat group

Chapter 6 Don’t talk nonsense about secrets

"Senior brother is so focused now, it's definitely impossible to find me, hehe..."

At this moment, Lingqiu had a guilty but playful smile on his face, and his bright eyes were like a half moon.

He crept over, like a kitten.

When she first came out, she kept her hand open and didn't close the crack in the door, so she could see her senior brother through the crack.

…

Under the light and shadow, the senior brother sat cross-legged on the futon.

Gu Hongjian lay across his knees.

"Senior brother is so serious. It seems that he has encountered a problem."

"However, looking at senior brother from this angle, he is really awesome, cold and solemn, extraordinary in bearing, and extremely serious."

"Humph, you are worthy of being the senior brother I trained."

Lingqiu has always firmly believed that the reason why his senior brother is so outstanding is because of his "strict training".

However, it is really difficult to repair the seventh-grade magic sword.

"Senior brother has such a hard time making money, I have to find a way to help him..."

But, how can I help?

There is a way!

Find the master.

Of course, it would be best for the master to pass by "accidentally" and give the senior brother some pointers.

"It's time to arrange a wave."

She didn't notice at all that her senior brother's mind had already sunk into another world.

…

After the mysterious dark void, the light curtain chat room appeared again.

"No, that's a linguistic mistake. It should be said that I entered here again."

"Compared to the last time, this time I came in and it was much smoother."

Feng Ming compared the two entrances.

Last time, after I chose ‘yes’, I immediately felt like my world was spinning.

It was as if I had been thrust directly into a black hole.

Then, it got stuck between the gears and was rubbed hard.

Finally, we arrived in this world.

But this time it feels like it's just like an elevator.

A huge interface appears in front of you.

There are also red dots on the edge of the interface.

Obviously, this is the unread message prompt.

"However, don't rush to read the private message now, let me verify it first."

He calmed down and sensed it carefully.

"Yes, my spirit is indeed gradually dissipating."

If you compare your spirit to a small pool, then now, the water in the pool is leaking out little by little.

Of course, water droplets are actually not very fast, so I didn’t notice it at first.

"But that's a good thing, because every time a drop of water drains out, my pond actually gets bigger."

"Okay, let's check out the private chat."

Click to open.

It is different from the chat tools in previous lives.

The private chat is not a dialog box, but an ethereal figure appearing opposite me.

Obviously, there is nothing between you and the other person, but it seems like there is a long river of stars separating them.

As a newcomer, Feng Ming is very self-conscious.

After all, last time because of embarrassment, I didn't even say hello and was forced to go offline.

He found that if it was a private chat, there was no need to mentally send text, but the 'voice call' function could be directly implemented.

This is not bad.

The moment the private chat was established, Feng Ming knew that the other party was "Don't talk nonsense".

To be able to choose such a name, the other party is definitely an expert!

He is definitely an outstanding senior.

Feng Ming did not dare to be negligent and said respectfully:

"Junior has met Senior Tianji. I was really sorry last time. Junior went offline without even saying hello."

Well, let’s not talk about the reason why I was forced to go offline due to lack of energy. After all, it is not a glorious thing.

A gentle and honest voice came.

"Haha, this little friend, my full name is Tianji. Don't say it randomly, but it is not Tianji. As for the sudden offline incident last time, don't worry about it. Who doesn't have an urgent matter?"

Feng Ming thought in his heart: Little treasure friend...if I remove the last word, I will become little treasure.

Time is not forgiving. In the blink of an eye, I, Fengming, am already dozens of years old and can still become a little treasure.

However, this senior's name is too lofty.

If you don't call the other person "Senior Tianji", why should you call him "Senior Don't talk nonsense"?

Of course, there is nothing wrong with shouting the whole thing.

Every time I type the full name of my senior, I get a few more words.

The only problem is that my mental strength is limited, and it is very difficult to reach the word count.

After all, although chatting directly in private seemed to reduce mental energy consumption by at least half, he was still too weak.

Fortunately, this senior is really considerate.

He smiled and said: "My little friend, you can just call me Lao Mo."

After complaining, Feng Ming quickly said: "Thank you, Senior Mo, for your consideration and understanding. By the way, Senior, what's the point of calling me?"

The other party did not answer directly, but said with a smile: "Pindao likes my little treasure friend's personality. He is gentle, honest, and polite."

The senior's praise made Feng Ming very happy.

"Your temperament is somewhat similar to that of the Renjiao family."

Senior Mo could tell that Feng Ming was not surprised at all.

This does not mean that everyone who teaches disciples is a good person, but their overall style is like this.

As the saying goes, Tao follows nature.

The secrets of spiritual practice will subtly affect a person's personality, at least his form of expression.

According to Feng Ming's understanding, if a disciple of the Demon Sect is practicing the magic method and cannot control his own mind well, he might say hello:

"You bedboy, why are you looking for DIE? Do you want to eat fried cakes?"

Well, that's probably the style.

…

At this time, Senior Mo has asked again:

"I would like to ask, little treasure friend was taught by others, right?"

"Of course, it's not convenient for my little friend to say it, so it doesn't matter. After all, the rule of our group is not to pry."

Feng Ming smiled, and then said very sincerely:

"It's nothing. This junior is indeed a disciple of the Human Cult."

Feng Ming answered very calmly.

It doesn't matter if you just reveal that you were taught by others.

After all, if nothing else happens, we will still be able to get along with each other for a long time in the future.

When chatting, even if one does not deliberately reveal one's own information, the characteristics of one's disciples will be very distinct.

Rather than waiting for the seniors to measure it themselves, it would be better to tell them directly.

Otherwise, it will look like you are a petty person.

…

Feng Ming felt it was very normal.

But this Senior Mo is not normal at this time!

"He said it was someone who taught the disciples!"

"Yes, the word he just used was...disciple!"

This mysterious old Mo was very surprised at this moment!

"So, did I get the wrong friend?"

I, Lao Mo, can actually do such stupid things.

"Well, this is embarrassing. I obviously sensed that a new junior Baoyou who meets the conditions for joining the group was born, and the location and location should not be wrong."

"The person who was originally supposed to be summoned should indeed be a little treasure friend from the Human Cult lineage?"

"How is this going?"

(End of chapter)