Chapter 537 From the Heart, Xin (an Update!)

Chapter 537 From the heart, Xin (an update!)

"...Isabella found a ticket to Starhill's space-time corridor in her treasure house yesterday, do you want to go and see it together?"

In Emma's hut, Emma, ​​who was enjoying the wonderful afternoon tea time while drinking black tea and snacks, suddenly thought of something, then looked at Yi Qiu and said.

"Tomorrow is the last day of this month. It is estimated that your copy CD of this month has been cleaned up long ago. Don't you consider giving yourself a day off?"

While talking, Emma threw Yi Qiu a small card-sized card, and Yi Qiu took it casually and found that it was an invitation letter.

On the title page was written the bronzing letters of the invitation letter of Star Hill's space-time corridor. When Yi Qiu opened it, it had doubled its original size, and the content on it was transformed from the original text information into a A commemorative video record of Stahel's Time-Space Corridor.

"A neat little thing."

Yi Qiu tried to continue to open it, but the invitation, which was originally only the size of a small card, became larger, and a map of Stahel's space-time corridor began to appear on it.

The Stashhill Time-Space Corridor is the only thing left of a dead plane. Under the interference of the legendary planar information tome-Chibbott, a corridor of strange power has been formed.

In the corridor, people can see what they long for deep in their hearts through the shining crystal wall, or the answer they are looking for.

It may not be so precise, but it can certainly soothe people's hearts and give guidance to a certain extent.

In general, for many integrated network players, this is a good extraordinary entertainment venue.

For comprehensive network players, there are relatively few extraordinary entertainment venues that are versatile.

In addition to being for drinking lovers, taverns and the like carry more functions for integrated network players to provide a platform for friends to talk about big mountains and chat about scandals.

"But I guess that doesn't suit me very well—maybe it's going to be a blank in my eyes?"

After getting a general understanding of Stahel's space-time corridor, Yi Qiu looked at Emma and said.

"Maybe? Who knows? But honestly I'm curious."

Emma took a sip of black tea and chatted with Yi Qiu.

"So, what are your plans for tomorrow?"

The beginning of the month is the official start of the Canyon Tournament, and in a few days they will be preparing to participate in the audition.

Although it is only a sub-competition area, and the target group of players is relatively rare, as a large-scale event open to all integrated network players, in terms of the vastness of the multiverse and the number of integrated network players, it is enough to accumulate a very large number of players. number.

In a sense, this is also the reason why a large-scale activity often needs to use years as the time limit for the activity.

"I'm going to try this..."

Yi Qiu took out an ominous thing, which was an invitation letter from Purgatory Moon Night.

But at this moment, Yi Qiu suddenly felt a strange fluctuation in the consciousness of the plane.

"how?"

Although Yi Qiu's expression remained the same as before, Emma noticed something from his abrupt movements.

"It seems that there are uninvited guests..."

Yi Qiu raised his head, and a golden light instantly filled his eyes...

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"Tick tock, tick tock..."

Xin An scratched his somewhat greasy hair, the toilet next door has been dripping recently, but when he went to the toilet after drinking too much happy water in the fat house, he checked by the way and found nothing wrong.

Maybe the faucet is the problem?

Xin An didn't bother to think about it, anyway, he would sleep only after he was tired from playing, so he didn't need to think about the impact of the sound of water on his sleep.

These days though, the water has been getting louder, probably where the faucets are rusty and the problem has gotten worse over time.

Xin An felt that if he went out to eat tomorrow, he would go to the nearby property and send someone to repair it.

Although you can also make phone calls, Xin An is too lazy to spend time and energy on these things during entertainment time.

With this time, I can push a group book or play a few games...

"This is life..."

Xin An lazily lay on the reclining chair that he used several of his own pillows as a cushion, touching his increasingly round belly and sighing.

Single college dogs in winter and summer vacations always have enough time to squander and be chic.

"It didn't come out again..."

Looking at the recorded information picked up by the game characters after beating the dungeon boss in ink under the control of the automatic script purchased with a lot of pocket money, Xin An muttered depressingly.

Some people use this automatic script to place a large number of game characters for profit, but Xin An is not like that, he is just too lazy to manipulate...

"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock..."

At this time, the sound of water in the toilet next door became more and more urgent, even the salted fish such as Xin'an had to get up to have a look.

After all, if there is a lot of water leakage, maybe he will need to work harder to mop the floor...

The hut that Xin An rents is not big, there is only one toilet besides his own bedroom, but for a single dog, this area is enough for him to be chic.

What's more, Xin An doesn't have any clapping entertainment. His only hobbies are playing games and reading novels. He can be regarded as a very standard salty fish.

Just after Xin An wiped his oily face from looking at the computer screen for a long time, he pushed open the old-fashioned door of the toilet:

"squeak……"

It seems that old-fashioned wooden doors will always have some unavoidable friction sound, which makes people sound a little hairy, but Xin An doesn't care.

After all, ghosts are not scary in this world, what is scary is poverty...

The light in the toilet was shining brightly. Although the capital chain was a bit broken due to the "ding" of a few trumpets recently, Xin An still didn't care about the electricity bill.

After all, light can always bring people more warmth and a sense of security...

The light in Xin'an's toilet was bought by himself, and it is very bright, illuminating the unwashed toilet paper on the toilet floor clearly.

Xin An glanced at it indifferently, the toilet paper in the single dog's room was no more surprising than the hair in the older women's room.

If you have time or if the quantity is too large, just do it, and if you don’t have time, it doesn’t matter.

They are even lower in the priority list of garbage than dust.

"Patter..."

Just when Xin An was excreting the waste water in his body comfortably, his peripheral vision suddenly glanced at the smooth wall next to him, and a red figure appeared behind him!

Suddenly, the originally comfortable stream turned into nine bends and eighteen bends, and then began:

"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock..."

"Give me back my heart, please?"

At this moment, a weak-sounding voice sounded from behind Xin An...