A Race to The Top

In the end, he couldn't get rid of the fate of repairing the yard. Ling Xiaolu stared at the hot spring under his feet angrily, as if he wanted to find the true meaning of life from this gurgling spring water.

"Master, it turns out that staring at the surface of the water can comprehend that life is true."

Li Zheng casually fiddled with the snow on the plum petals, as if nothing had happened before.

"What did you realize?"

"I realized that it is a fool to have hot springs and not soak, hey—"

He lifted his foot and jumped into the pool. Unexpectedly, he didn't want to step on an unknown object. It was soft and slippery and could move.

With a cry of "Ahhhhh", Ling Xiaolu plunged into the pool embarrassedly, getting wet from head to toe.

"There is a water ghost!" he called out in fear.

A black shadow sprang from the pool, Li Zheng stretched out his hand to catch it, and Ling Xiaolu fixed his eyes to see that it was not the snake.

"You," Ling Xiaolu angrily wiped the water off his face, "can you be lurking in the hot spring because you are a cold-blooded animal?"

The hot spring pool was originally small. Ling Xiaolu originally wanted to soak his feet, but now he was squeezed into the pool wet, looking weak, helpless and pitiful.

"Master, when you first designed the yard, why didn't you make the hot spring a bit bigger, like this—"

The words stopped abruptly in the middle, because Ling Xiaolu caught a trace of a rare arc in the corner of Lizheng's mouth. In this icy world, under the trees where the winter plum blossoms, the beauty who is colder than the wind and snow, and more solitary than the winter plum smiles, and the sense of surprise makes him forget what to say for a while.

"How about that?" Li Zheng asked with a curled lips.

Ling Xiaolu wanted to deceive himself, but he couldn't: "Master, are you laughing at me?"

"Yes," Li Zheng admitted frankly, "Is there a problem?"

"No problem," Ling Xiaolu said bitterly, hugging his wet self, "It's pretty good-looking."

After listening to Li Zheng, with a deeper smile, Yunhu jumped off him and chased his tail in circles in the snow. This picture was so beautiful that Ling Xiaolu not only dared to see it, but also dared to be on the verge of death.

"Master, can you play flute?"

Li Zheng's cold eyes flickered, and Ling Xiaolu persuaded, "I, I just ask casually."

Not daring to look at Lizheng, Ling Xiaolu sank to the bottom of the pool with a guilty conscience, and bubbles floated on the surface of the water.

When he couldn't help but emerge from the water, he found that Li Zheng was still standing under the tree, but there was an extra jade flute in his hand.

Now the hand and the flute are integrated, the flute body is crystal clear, and the hand is crystal clear. The fingertips rise and fall, the music rises and falls, if it is looming, if it is near or far, like resentment, like admiration, like Weeping like a complaint. There are poems and clouds, traveling eastward, and the jade flute blowing down the waning moon. Li Zheng's song is not only the waning moon, but also the blizzard and the number of winter plums. The petals fell rustlingly, on the top of the hair, on the shoulders, on the snowy ground, where a white fox just stepped on another plum blossom. Now the fox stopped playing, and listened quietly with the falling deer in the hot spring, and the reflection of the blowpipe man was reflected in his dark, moist eyes.

After a brief loss of consciousness, Ling Xiaolu quickly called up the video function to record this once-in-a-lifetime scene. After missing this time, he probably could only find the same scene in the movie special effects.

"Wow, Master," Ling Xiaolu let out an incredible sigh at the end of the song, "It sounds good! I, I videotaped, do you mind Master? If you mind, I will delete it."

"Don't mind." Li Zheng closed the flute, and thousands of silver threads surged under her feet.

Ling Xiaolu saw this scene and knew he was going offline, and asked: "Then can I put it on my homepage?"

There were more and more silvery silk threads, and Li Zheng was wrapped in silk threads, and his figure gradually faded.

"up to you."

"Thank you, Master!" Ling Xiaolu hurriedly shouted, "The hot spring bag is on my body!"

After Li Zheng disappeared, Ling Xiaolu couldn't wait to cast the holographic video and watch it back twice. Only when Li Zheng was there, he was embarrassed to lick the dog brazenly. Now when I watch the replay, he couldn't bear it!

The short video recorded in the game can be posted to the personal live broadcast page to attract fans to like and give rewards. A video on Ling Xiaolu, "Ji Meng Dancing", has received hundreds of thousands of "screen licks" and gifts worth tens of thousands of gold coins since its release. Gifts can be exchanged for real money and silver for consumption in the game. Novice Ling Xiaolu relies on selling her husband Get out of poverty overnight.

After the release of "Lizheng Blowjob", I will be able to make a fortune! Ling Xiaolu flies and rubs his hands excitedly.

After posting the video, he babbled to expand the hot springs, adjusted the layout of the yard, and planted more than a dozen plum trees considering the perfect match between Lizheng and the winter plum. When Li Zheng goes online next time, it will be a scene one step at a time, and the scene will be painted, and I feel drunk after thinking about it.

Ling Xiaolu, who had finished his labor, lay comfortably in the hot spring pool, and the silver snake crawled up and down, wanting to share the fruits of his labor.

"Go," Ling Xiaolu waved his hand, "find a place to hibernate."

The snake circled the shore, chose the farthest place from him, and got into the water.

"Hey, forget it, I'm generous with you half." Ling Xiaolu bent his legs, and one person and one snake coexisted harmoniously in the hot spring.

Yunhu also came, but he didn't seem to want to get wet, and finally hit Ling Xiaolu's head, forming a ball to sleep on it.

"As long as Satsuma doesn't come, it's still quite spacious."

The snake hissed obliquely behind him, vomiting the letter.

Ling Xiaolu turned his head and stared at the white wolf behind him.

Ling Xiaolu:...

Ling Xiaolu lay in the pool and scanned the homepage.

The video uploaded just now really became popular. After all, many people have witnessed Ji Meng dancing, and there are also many video versions, and this is the only one in Lizheng. Ling Xiaolu refreshed the page every second, and the number of screens licking increased crazily in units of hundreds.

—I can watch this video intently for a year! Do not! ten years!

—Thank you PO owner for sharing! PO master good people are safe in their lives! Eighteen lives are safe!

—Male god, do you lack flute? The one that knows dolphin sounds!

—I'm so envious, envious, envious of Lubi, I can actually listen to live performances!

—No, I'm satisfied with the video, no longer expecting more! (Tons, tons and tons are filled with liquor)

—Why can Lubi enjoy such treatment? Do you know that Li Zheng gave him a cloud fox today and was thrown away by him again? What did the fox do wrong?

…

Ling Xiaolu brushed the comments for a while, and found that there were too many to come over, so he simply ignored it.

Switched to the circle of friends and gave Ji Meng’s Jiugongge a thumbs-up. He guessed that he was probably the only person doing this in the game.

The stranger came here privately with a familiar name, but Ling Xiaolu couldn't remember who it was.

"Are you there, Lizheng apprentice!"

Lubi: Who are you?

"Damn, me 411!"

A potato appeared in Ling Xiaolu's mind.

Lubi: What are you looking for me for?

411 over there seemed unwilling and reluctant to come back after a while.

411: I have a bad attitude on the battlefield! I apologize to you!

Lubi: Not acceptable.

411 almost uttered the curse.

411: I'm sincere!

Lubi: Oh.

411: I apologize to you with practical actions!

Lubi: Really?

411: Don't you look down on foxes? I just brushed a rare pet, only I know the coordinates, I will take you to catch it!

411 is afraid that he won't come, add fuel to it.

411: Extraordinary! A hundred times stronger than Yunhu, he was taken away by others when he was late!

Ling Xiaolu naturally didn't believe what he said, so he planned to follow him to see what medicine he sold in the gourd. He is not afraid of Jin Ming and He Ming, can he still be afraid of a potato?

Lubi: Okay, how do I get there?

The place where 411 took him is also very remote.

"Of course rare babies are brushed in sparsely populated places," 411 suddenly became extremely enthusiastic, "I will take you there and make sure you catch your hand!"

"All right." Ling Xiaolu pretended to believe, and followed him to a maple forest. The maple leaf is as yellow as gold leaf and red over the fire. The deeper you go, the stronger the autumnal mood. There is a thick layer of fallen leaves under your feet, and squirrels who are not afraid of people jumping around in front of them.

"Where is the place you are talking about?"

"Don't worry! It will be here soon!" 411 looked more anxious than him, and didn't even notice the dart shot out of the forest.

"Fuck! Who shoots me!"

Ling Xiaolu had just noticed that there was a figure in the forest. He thought it was the ambush arranged by 411, so it seemed that he was wronged.

A man in a gray pout costume walked out with his head down, bowed and apologized before he got too close: "I'm sorry, I hit you..."

He arched his waist with an extremely unconfident appearance, and he was hesitant to speak, Ling Xiaolu couldn't see his face at all.

"Grass, who am I supposed to be?" 411 suddenly became angry when he saw this person's dress. "Can the locusts go farther away?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The scolded person kept bowing his head to apologize.

"Quickly roll," 411 yelled in despair.

The man in gray picked up the darts and quickly retreated back to the forest. Ling Xiaolu noticed that there was his companion in the distance.

"What are you doing so fiercely?"

411 sneered: "Is it necessary to be polite to locusts?"

"What is a locust?"

"Do you know the locust? Do you know the plug-in? Dajin Studio?"

"I know the plug-in."

"They are just a little bit better than the plug-in. The difference is that the plug-in is automatic, and they manually kill monsters online every day, just to make a few bad money."

"Oh..." Ling Xiaolu seemed to understand, "What's wrong with making money through labor?"

"Locust destroys the balance of the game and makes the money worthless. There is nothing in the game that does not hate them!"

"Then why doesn't Xinshan block their account?"

"Xinshan?" 411 sneered again, "Do you know who the locusts' biggest customers are?"

"who is it?"

"Prince Ji!"

Ling Xiaolu: "..."

"Prince Ziji can support a studio by himself. How can these people be blocked with him?" 411 suddenly remembered, "Prince Ziji, do you know who it is?"

"...Heard it."

"Not a good person!"

"..."

Ling Xiaolu felt that as a friend, he had an obligation to defend Ji Meng.

"It's a bit too much for you to say that, you don't understand him..."

"I don't understand, do you understand?"

Ling Xiaolu touched his nose: "I don't know it very well either."

"That guy relied on his own relationship, colluded with the studio, disturbed the price of gold, and made all the girls call him husband, and he is not afraid of kidney failure!"

To say this can resonate with Ling Xiaolu. "It's not just a girl? Even a man will not let him go!"

"Yes, is it?" 411 was dumbfounded.

"Isn't it?" Ling Xiaolu was about to analyze it in depth, and suddenly realized that he had missed his mouth, and quickly confused him, "The sentence just now is just my guess."

"...That's it," 411 whispered bitterly, "I thought I had a chance too."

Ling Xiaolu:? ? ? ? ?

The topic seems to be developing in a strange direction, and Ling Xiaolu shoulders the important task of bringing it back to the right path.

"Where is the baby you said? Why haven't you seen it for so long."

"Hush—" 411 suddenly became very cautious, looking around, it seemed that a beast would come out at any time.

"What's the matter? Isn't the baby still fierce?"

"Not fierce, not fierce, very gentle."

Seeing his eyes flickering and even his voice deliberately lowered, Ling Xiaolu knew that he was not far from the trap.

"No, I, I'm afraid, you go ahead of me."

Ling Xiaolu deliberately pretended to be very timid and wanted to hide behind. Who knows that 411 was more scared than he looked. He had to walk in front of Ling Xiaolu. The two pushed and shoved, passing through a pass, and suddenly opened up.

This is a valley with a hidden entrance, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and a small pond in the southwest corner.

A rustic wooden house is located by the pond, three or two crows fall on the roof, and further away is a small piece of farmland. Several NPCs are working in the field.

Here, the autumn is deep, the maple forest is full of color, and it is also a beautiful scene. Compared with the endless Beimang and Dongye, it looks simple and idyllic after all.

Ling Xiaolu was a little disappointed that there were no fierce beasts as expected.

"Where did you bring me here? How can there be any rare babies?"

"Yes!" 411 insisted, "You go a little further."

He said so, but he refused to move forward.

Xu was there was movement here, and a figure flashed out of the wooden house. Ling Xiaolu was stunned at the sight, and the other party's footsteps also temporarily stagnated.

Lu Qiu's silver-white helmet was covered with gold by the autumn colors, Ling Xiaolu couldn't see the other side's expression, but he guessed Lu Qiu was as surprised as him at this moment.

"How did you come?"

"You ask him."

Turning his head, I saw 411 exiting more than ten meters away, shouting to the Haunted Dove in the air, his voice still trembling.

"Lululu, Lulu dove! I brought you the reward object you locked! This guy has a one million bounty. Take it all, you and you don't need to divide me!"

Ling Xiaolu: "..."