Chapter 1075 - The style of the group needs to be reformed (2/2)
So, the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group arranged themselves in that order.
Song Shuhang stood at the upper left corner together with Senior Northern River when Su Clan’s Sixteen suddenly waved at him.
Then, Song Shuhang was s.h.i.+fted to the place right behind Su Clan’s Sixteen––at the center of the entire picture.
“Are you ready? If you’re all ready, then I’ll be taking a photo,” Fairy Lychee said as she adjusted her phone to the best position with her spiritual energy.
“Click~” She took three shots in succession.
Fairy Lychee took back her phone and looked at the screen. “The shots aren’t bad… but why does Fellow Daoist Northern River look so tall here? He’s half a head taller than True Monarch Fallout, who’s in the same line as him.”
“It’s because he floated. Right when you took the photo, Fellow Daoist Northern River took a step up and started hovering,” True Monarch Fallout said.
“Hahahaha.” Although Northern River’s Loose Cultivator was exposed, he wasn’t embarra.s.sed at all. “It’s just a little trick for pictures.”
True Monarch Yellow Mountain, who was watching on the side the entire time, suddenly reached out and touched his chest, worried.
Northern River’s Loose Cultivator’s style just now was exactly the same as a certain Thrice Reckless’ style.
“I’m going to send the photo to Soft Feather.” Fairy Lychee swiped on her screen and sent the photo to Soft Feather.
Then, just a few seconds later, the phones of the members of the group got a notification.
[Soft “Father Already Owes Me Two Daoist Names” Feather] had sent a photo message in the shared folder.
t.i.tle: The night after Senior Song proposed a date to everyone. Now, he and his dates are together.
Below it was a screenshot of the Nine Provinces Number One Group’s chat history.
[Tyrannical Saber Song Number One: How about it? Are you willing or not?
Tyrant Flood Dragon wants to father a football team: Willing, willing willing!
Yellow Mountain is very tired and wants to retire: Willing, willing, willing!
Fairy Lychee: Willing, willing, willing!
All the fellow daoists in the group: Willing, willing, willing!]
Below were three group pictures.
In the photo, Song Shuhang was at the center, and in front of him was a row of beautiful fairy maidens with smiles on their faces.
As for beside him and behind him, there were handsome daoist priests and scholars with different expressions and styles.
Song Shuhang: “…”
Su Clan’s Sixteen: “Pfff~”
Fairy Lychee: “…”
Fairy Dongfang Six: “Has the group’s chat history been photoshopped?”
True Monarch Yellow Mountain sighed quietly. “I wasn’t photoshopped, but little friend Soft Feather didn’t take a photo of the entire screen.
So tiring…
He recalled Soft Feather’s behavior when she had just joined the group. At that time, Soft Feather was so simple and cute. She was earnestly researching Medicine Master’s modified pills with the other seniors in the group. Where she went out and got lost, she asked the fellow daoists in the group for help.
Just when did Soft Feather’s style change this much?
Is it because Venerable Spirit b.u.t.terfly caught Thrice Reckless Mad Saber and filmed a movie on the Spirit b.u.t.terfly Island?
No matter what, the style of the group needs to be reformed!
True Monarch Yellow Mountain waved his big hand. [System notification: [Soft “Father Already Owes Me Two Daoist Names” Feather] has been muted by the group founder, True Monarch Yellow Mountain, for three days.]
Soft Feather was sent to a small black room.
Then, she used her father’s account, Venerable Spirit b.u.t.terfly, to go online. ” @True Monarch Yellow Mountain, Senior Yellow Mountain, this lady suffered injustice! Just now, it wasn’t me who sent the message to the group, it was Senior Thrice Reckless! I was just sorting through my photo library and had yet to send anything when Senior Thrice Reckless suddenly reached out and poked my phone’s screen, sending the photo of the group that I had just sorted!”
Song Shuhang: “…”
Northern River’s Loose Cultivator rubbed his forehead as he said, “Sure enough, it’s still Thrice Reckless’s fault?”
“Even if he changed his name to Frice Reckless, when he chances upon opportunities to seek death, he still can’t control himself.” Young Master Phoenix Slayer sighed with emotion.
True Monarch Yellow Mountain’s mouth twitched, and he waved his big hand once again. [System message prompt: Frice Reckless Mad Saber has been muted by the group founder, True Monarch Yellow Mountain, for three days.]
Three days each, this should be fair enough!
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Soon after, Soft Feather, Venerable Spirit b.u.t.terfly, and Frice Reckless Mad Saber arrived.
Frice Reckless Mad Saber was staring at his hand. He couldn’t believe it… although he had already changed his name to Frice Reckless, he still couldn’t keep himself from seeking death.
At about 8:00 PM.
The fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group, led by Demon Monarch Nirvana, arrived at a large laboratory close to the Jiangnan area.
True Monarch Yellow Mountain asked, “Are we dismantling the guided missiles here?”
“Yeah, we’ll be staying underground, where the real laboratory is located. However, we need to strengthen the defenses before we can research the guided missiles,” Demon Monarch Nirvana replied.
How exciting, just how much power would the explosion of the guided missiles unleash?