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Chapter 1998 those days

Although the story is third-rate, it can be inferred that the screenwriter is also third-rate.

But it really happened, it's a fact.

Meng Chuan told everyone about the changes he encountered when he came to the Holy Ruins.

"Anbi Li Va Bo." Lu Mingfei exclaimed, speaking native English in the tone of a once-bad boy, and then he began to accuse Meng Chuan.

"How could you forget us?! This is so sad, Emperor, we have been thinking of you."

"Sure enough, the person who takes the initiative and works hard will ultimately achieve nothing and be completely defeated."

"It's not as exaggerated as you said." Meng Chuan felt that Lu Mingfei was ill.

"Why did you forget the chat group?" Gu Yi asked this question.

Gradually I remembered everything, but why did I forget the chat group alone?

this is a problem.

While Zhang Sanfeng listened, he also conveyed it to everyone in the Taoist world.

"The Emperor is fine. He just had an accident when he went to the future and forgot some things. Now that he remembers it, we can contact him again."

"I don't know the specific reason." Meng Chuan shook his head, "Your voices have been ringing in my ears during this period, and I just connected to the chat group."

"There are always a lot of secrets in chat groups, right? This time I never thought of the chat group. I suspect that the chat group is more to blame."

"You forgot about me, and you are still the fault of me." Fei Peng muttered.

What a bunch of bullies.

"Speaking of which, why can I hear your voices?" Meng Chuan asked.

"That's it." Dagu explained to Meng Chuan.

"You haven't been online since you came to the Holy Market. We didn't think it was wrong at first. After all, it's normal for you to be offline for a short period of time."

Yao Chen continued: "But when we looked for you later, you didn't respond. Several people looked for you, but you didn't show up. We felt something was abnormal."

"So Dagu and the others asked the chat group, and got the answer that the chat group is temporarily unable to connect to you."

"This is the first time that a group member has lost contact. We were all confused at the time and didn't know what to do." Bibi Dong said it very truly.

"The chat group didn't tell us the exact way to reconnect you, so we can only @tag you every time we send a message, hoping it will work."

Meng Chuan understood that their actions did have an effect. This was the reason for the whispers in his ears some time ago.

It was precisely because they included themselves in every message that the chat group was connected to Meng Chuan.

It may be because of the power of the bond, or because there is a fixed connection between them, or it may be that it stimulates some hidden mechanism of the chat group.

But in the final analysis, the power of chat groups definitely plays a major role in this process.

If there was no chat group, those words would definitely not be turned into whispers in Meng Chuan's ears.

They were always thinking about Meng Chuan, allowing Meng Chuan to recall everything, reconnect with the chat group, find his true self, and the Lingbao Dao Fruit is about to be completed.

This time, it is the victory of the entire chat group and the credit of everyone.

Meng Chuan is not fighting alone.

"This time, I'm lucky to have you." Meng Chuan said with a smile: "Otherwise, I would have continued to be lost for a long time."

"Then Great Emperor, can you kowtow to me to thank me?" Han Xiao said quietly.

"Fuck you, go ahead and play." Meng Chuan prepared to fight.

Meng Chuan looked at the many group members with emotion on his face.

"I'm really happy to see you all again."

"One more question. It seems that everyone is not here. Are Xiao Meng, Da Shen, and Ji Ning busy?"

"According to my experience, those people who didn't show up to greet the emperor now and make fun of each other will definitely be beaten in the future." Lu Mingfei said vowedly.

Klein nodded in agreement, "It makes sense, I think so too."

"You two will continue to get sick." Meng Chuan said.

For these two people, what's wrong with practicing all kinds of weapons? They have to practice swordsmanship.

Forget about practicing swordsmanship, don’t practice swordsmanship.

"The last time they went online, they all said they would practice in seclusion for a period of time. They would only be woken up directly if there was a call from the villain chat group," Zhang Sanfeng explained.

"Like Ji Ning, there is an exception. He has not appeared for a long time since he went into seclusion and attacked the Supreme. He probably has not succeeded yet."

"Xiao Meng has always been concerned about the fact that you have lost contact with me, my great emperor. Basically, whenever I am free and online, I will always call you."

Meng Chuan nodded, I know, use dog words to describe me.

"That would be a pity." Meng Chuan's tone was a little regretful.

"Emperor, how are you living in the Holy Ruins?" Bibi Dong asked: "Is there any difference between the future and the present?"

"Just from the perspective of time and space, there is not much difference." Meng Chuan shook his head and said:

"If I were at the Holy Ruins, it would be okay."

"Actually, I haven't been here for many years. I have only lived here for about twenty-three years."

"Great Emperor, only over twenty years have passed by your place?" Zhang Sanfeng was a little surprised.

Meng Chuan looked at Zhang Sanfeng and heard what Zhang Sanfeng meant, "Has it been a long time since Dao Li?"

"A hundred thousand years have passed since you left."

Meng Chuan was silent, "Has it been a hundred thousand years? No wonder you are so worried."

Meng Chuan has not shown up for 100,000 years, which is indeed a long time.

"Are Ye Fan and the others okay?" Meng Chuan asked.

"Everyone is doing pretty well, nothing happened to anyone." Zhang Sanfeng nodded.

"Has a long time passed in your world?" Meng Chuan looked at Lu Mingfei and the others.

"Although it is not as exaggerated as a hundred thousand years, it is indeed longer than the time you have spent, the emperor." Lu Mingfei nodded.

Before Meng Chuan came to the Holy Ruins, Lu Mingfei was a true dragon in the late stage of true immortality. Now he is level 190, which is a true dragon at the level of quasi-immortal king.

"Those who were originally fast, during the time when you disappeared, the speed of time was still very fast, or even faster." Gu Yi said.

What Gu said was of course a world like Luo Feng.

This time Meng Chuan reconnected to the chat group, and Luo Feng did not appear either.

Klein added: "Xiao Meng and I are relatively slow. I haven't lived here as long as you did at the Holy Ruins. Xiao Meng has lived longer than you, but it's only a hundred years longer."

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Meng Chuan nodded. He had specifically told the chat group about the speed of time in the worlds these two people belonged to.

It seems that even if he loses contact, the chat group is still unswervingly implementing the instructions.

Meng Chuan thought for a while and said: "Perhaps the reason why Dao Li has passed a hundred thousand years is the influence I had when traveling into the future."

Meng Chuan still remembers the hazy experience of traveling into the future, without thinking or feeling, in a state of chaos, not knowing whether time is fast or slow.

Perhaps in the process of traveling to the future, Dao Li has already passed for a long time.

As for the time flow rate in the Holy Ruins world after he arrives at the Holy Ruins, it may have nothing to do with the time flow rate in the worlds of the group members.

After all, he has been out of touch.

"After more than twenty years of chaos, I will be able to go back soon." Meng Chuan said to Zhang Sanfeng: "Let ruthless people, Ye Fan and the others don't have to worry."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, and his true form in the Taoist world immediately conveyed these words to everyone.

What is instant messaging?

At this time, Yaoyao suddenly appeared next to Meng Chuan and sat down next to Meng Chuan.

"I'm so tired, Uncle Ling, make me a cup of tea." Yaoyao shouted.

Everyone immediately looked at Meng Chuan with subtle eyes.

Weird uncle?


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