Suppressing the psychological discomfort, Teacher Ma opened the basic panel, ready to take a look at the random initial identity this time. Nickname: Sima Jinlun Initial country: Ming Dynasty Identity: Handyman of the Five Poison Sect Sect: Five Poisons Martial Arts: None Weapons: none Reputation: Nobody Wealth: 0 It's still a poor bare face, the difference is that the identity has changed slightly.
From a Shaolin servant to a servant of the Five Poison Sect. "66666!" "I don't know what to say other than 6!" "Teacher Ma is so lucky, no one else!" "Could it be that Teacher Ma is the life of the handyman?" "From the Shaolin servant to the Five Poison Sect servant, I don't know what kind of psychological journey Teacher Ma has gone through!" "Ms. Ma: Let the boys see what luck is!" "Ms. Ma's luck, I am convinced!" "Why are you doing this live broadcast? Teacher Ma, hurry up and buy a lottery ticket!" Gu Lin, who was watching the live broadcast, could not help but gently stroked his forehead. If it is said that Shaolin servants memorize a little, then the servants of the Five Poison Sect are a little memorized. After all, Shaolin and even the Zhengdao sect still want to be famous, even if they are a little dirty, they will not show it on the bright side. But the Five Poisons Sect, as an evil sect, this handyman is really miserable. Not only do they have to work to serve the disciples of the Five Poison Sect, but they are also sometimes used to test various toxins. If you randomly get the disciples of the Five Poison Sect's handyman, then it's not the beginning of the sky, it's the beginning of hell. After a little hesitation, Gu Lin still sent out a bullet screen. "Teacher Ma, reopen it." Looking at the poisonous snakes and insects around Mr. Ma, it was obvious that they were directly used as test products by the disciples of the Five Poison Sect at the beginning. Randomly getting this opening, it cannot be said that it is absolutely hopeless.
However, the probability of growing up is too low, and it may be poisoned to death at any time. Even if he retained his identity and revived, this Fang Yuan Baili was the territory of the Five Poison Sect, and he couldn't escape. "Even the game designer said it was reopened?" "It seems that Teacher Ma is really hopeless this time!" "Teacher Ma, reopen it!" "Reopen +1!" "Reopen +2!" "..." "Reopen +10086!" Teacher Ma didn't dare to raise his eyes to see the various poisonous insects and snakes around him, and his attention was always on the barrage. Naturally, he saw what Gu Lin said at a glance, and a wry smile appeared on his face. "I want to reopen it too, but I have to die once." Before being slapped to death in Shaolin, it was a matter of an instant, but it didn't feel too much. But this time it was in the Five Poisons Sect... If he was slowly bitten to death by the poisonous snakes and insects around him, wouldn't it leave a psychological shadow? Just looking at this group of venomous snakes and venomous insects makes one's heart chill. The audience couldn't help worrying about Teacher Ma. "Damn it, shouldn't this scare Teacher Ma out of his mind?" "If something goes wrong, the authorities will have to pay for it!" "Compensation? I'm afraid the game will be direct!" "Fuck, Mr. Ma, you must be fine!" "Mr. Ma, it doesn't matter if you mess up, you can't play in this game!" At first, Mr. Ma saw the comfort of the water friends, and his heart was slightly warmed. But looking at the back, the whole person is not very well. "You guys are still talking sarcasticly, but quickly think of a way for me!" Teacher Ma really panicked, it's not good to make this game too real. Now, he can even hear the sound of poisonous snake swallowing snake letters. "Mr. Ma, you think highly of us!"
"That is, we can't even enter the game, so what good solution can we think of." "Don't be afraid of Teacher Ma, we are with you!" Gu Lin couldn't stand it anymore, another golden barrage floated up. "Mr. Ma, if you are really scared, go offline first." Yesterday, PDD had tried it with Emei disciples in the name of exchanging ideas. Forced offline in a critical situation, it will not escape the crisis. Therefore, Mr. Ma only needs to go offline and come back after a while to reopen it. As soon as Gu Lin's "offline" bullet screen came out, the entire live broadcast room was silent for a moment. After a while, the barrage became crazier again. "Damn, why didn't I think of that!" "Hahaha, I didn't expect that, I was quite worried about Teacher Ma just now!" "That's right, this is a game, no matter how terrible things happen, you just have to go offline!" "Just now I was worried about what I would do if I encountered this situation in the game in the future, but I am not afraid now!" "It's because the game is so real that we didn't even think about it for a while!" "The most difficult problems require only the simplest solutions." Teacher Ma's psychological pressure has almost reached the limit at this time. After seeing the bullet screen at a glance, without even thinking about it, he just quit the game, and the live broadcast room instantly fell into a black screen. "???" "Downstream at the speed of light?" "Not even saying hello?" "Be considerate of Mr. Ma, after all, the elderly can't bear to be scared!" "I don't know when Teacher Ma will be online again." "I'm afraid I have to take it easy." "I don't know when it will hang up. To be on the safe side, Teacher Ma may have to wait for half an hour before coming up again." "Thousands of Ma's troops have nowhere to go!" "Go and see Xiao Tuantuan, she has already learned martial arts!" A water friend who came from Xiaotuantuan's live broadcast room conveyed the news. It happened that Mr. Ma was broadcasting at the speed of light, so all the viewers flocked to Xiaotuantuan's live broadcast room.
"That's what I've learned. Are you so diligent in memorizing?"
