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Chapter 1568 Follow the network cable and start killing!

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    "Sovereign, what do you say?"

    Seeing Luo Yun's complexion darken, the green-robed real man poured out murderous aura from his eyes:

    "Let me send someone over there! Pull out all these beasts and cut them into pieces!"

    The old master denied his proposal, stood up and reprimanded:

    "Between the base city and the base city, some are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and it takes a week to trek! Could it be that we have spent a lot of time going there just to kill a few keyboard warriors?"

    The green-robed real person argued:

    "Don't kill? Are you going to let them humiliate our sect and make fun of Elder Yinping? Old Zhang, why don't you have any sense of honor in your sect!"

    The old master was very angry: "You can you put the overall situation first!"

    "Master!"

    At this time, Zhu Zhuqing looked at Luo Yun in surprise, holding the phone in his hand: "Why did you post on the forum? This this will only make them more excited!"

    "What?"

    The higher-ups were taken aback.

    I saw that Luo Yun was sitting at the head of the conference table, with his eyes lightly closed, manipulating the Qiankun Instrument.

    And in the forum, there was a post that was highly upvoted, and the id of the person who posted it was [Sect Master Yunqiong-Luo Xuanyuan].

    Also comes with blue label certification!

    Luo Xuanyuan himself, went to the forum to post¡ª¡ª

    "Those who slandered our sect and its members just now, I will give you a chance to apologize in this post, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

    "You have five minutes."

    After Luo Yun posted the post, he sat there quietly.

    The keyboard warriors in the jar are extremely excited!

    "I'm going? A real person?"

    "Luo Xuanyuan???"

    "There is a blue label certification, it can't be true!"

    "What a fart! I called him a fool, would he dare to talk to me?"

    "Hahaha, a blue label certification has fooled you, you are so easy to deceive."

    "Are you here to take a shit?"

    "The landlord is stupid, the appraisal is complete."

    "Lord, are you Luo Xuanyuan? Come on, send me a photo of Luo Yinping (with an obscene expression)"

    "What's so good about the photos, I want to watch the video!"

    "Is the host still alive? He won't be dead."

    "Apologize? I'm sorry for being a snakeskin!"

    "Come here and lick the mud off my shoes first!"

    On the Internet, countless people pretend to be Luo Xuanyuan every day to cheat, pretend to be coercive, and have fun.

    Even if the account Luo Yungang registered has a blue label certification, the keyboard warriors don't care.

    Five minutes passed.

    There were thousands of replies to this post, and only a handful of people apologized.

    Finally, Luo Yun spoke again: "The time is up."

    "It's time, you should eat shit."

    "Pretending to be your mother, are you still pretending here?"

    "Nikkei stickers."

    "Good fish, bro."

    "Luo Yinping took off her clothes and is dancing in the square at my house (with a laughing expression)"

    "Come here, kill me, and help Sect Master Luo!"

    "Why, you can still kill me through the network cable?"

    There was still 'joyful laughter' below, and no one took Luo Yun's threat seriously.

    However, they didn't know that disaster was imminent.

    "The instrument of heaven and earth!"

    Luo Yun opened his eyes suddenly, and the huge soul consciousness was poured into the Qiankun instrument.

    "Is this the Internet of the earth?"

    "It's much, much weaker than Xianwang."

    At this time, with the help of the magic formation on the Qiankun instrument, Luo Yun actually made the soul consciousness break away from the real world and enter the Internet!

    The endless stream of data is transmitted and jumped in the space, creating a bizarre scene.

    "Start cleaning the Internet cafe."

    Luo Yun's soul consciousness let out a cold sigh

    at this time.

    Jinling base city.

    In a dilapidated apartment building.

    A fat man was wearing a sweatshirt and earphones, eating potato chips and drinking Coke, while picking his feet on the bench.

    "Ha ha?"

    "Luo Xuanyuan? And blue label certification?"

    Fat House was so happy, he quickly pulled his hands away, and started typing on the greasy keyboard: "Stupid, shit, Luo, ??, Yuan, eat shit, go, go!  "

    "Snapped!"

    The message is sent out.

    He continued to pick his feet.

    Suddenly, the computer screen flickered, and a large number of snowflakes appeared.

    "what's the situation?"

    "damn it!"

    "The network in the civilian area is really bad!"

    Fei Zhai was so angry that he smashed the keyboard, and shouted at a middle-aged woman who was cleaning the living room: "Mom! Go down and check the network cable, I'm out of network!!"

    "ah?"

    The middle-aged woman was a little deaf, so she got up and walked over.

    "Ah what, you are deaf!"

    Fat House cursed in anger.

    But suddenly, his mother's eyes became extremely frightened, and she pointed at his computer: "Ah Ah Hao, you you your computer"

    "ah?"

    Fat House turned his head, and suddenly saw a 'person' emerge from the computer screen, floating in the air, looking at him indifferently.

    This face shape is clearly

    "Luo Xuanyuan?!"

    Fat House is like seeing a ghost, "How is it possible"

    "die."

    Luo Yun's soul consciousness avatar, without the slightest lenient, pointed it out!

    "Pfft!"

    A beam of soul consciousness pierced through Fei Zhai's forehead.

    The fat house fell on the keyboard

    Then, the soul consciousness avatar controlled the computer camera, took a photo, and uploaded it to the forum.

    "Ahh! Ah Hao!"

    at the same time.

    Donghai, Hangzhou, Lingnan, Xihai, Chang'an, Yanjing, Qindao and other base cities all have similar incidents.

    At home, in Internet cafes, on the street.

    Many people were playing with their mobile phones, swiping, and suddenly they were killed by a ghost floating out of their mobile phones. After killing people, the ghost took pictures with their mobile phones.

    One, two, ten, one hundred, five hundred, one thousand, three thousand

    Until more than 3,100 people were killed.

    More than 3,100 posthumous photos were uploaded to the forum, which was almost massacred.

    At first, everyone thought that these photos belonged to p, but as more and more photos were added, and the news was broadcast, they were horrified to find¡ª¡ª

    These are true!

    Luo Yun really killed all those Hei Yunqiong and those who humiliated Luo Yinping!

    A certain forum with millions of users is as quiet as a fallen ghost. No one dares to speak anymore. Everyone is scared dumb by those bloody photos

    At this time, there was a warrior who did not believe in evil and posted a post:

    "How many thousand yuan a night is Luo Yinping? Has any elder brother ordered it, tell me."

    The post has just been sent out.

    It's only three seconds.

    Photos of him dying on the street were uploaded, and he was cut into four sections, and his death was extremely tragic.

    Luo Xuanyuan: "Is there anyone else who wants to get rid of Internet addiction?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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