Online game creation sword god

Chapter 2285 Sword Pointing (1)
"When a man is looking forward to something, time always flies." - Thorn Bird From afternoon to night, I accompanied Xiaoying and Mr. Bird to gather a group of Yinghuo players together, Almost all the high-level maps we can go to at this stage have been scanned. After all, no matter how many gems are exploded, the level cannot be improved. In contrast, it is more important to consolidate our foundation.

Of course, this almost crazy approach has only one result in the end. All the top players we have worked hard to build have already reached the six-turn mark. In other words, once the territorial war starts, what the Yeling people will really face is A six-turn player, but a group!
After finishing all this, the whole person has entered a rather exhausted state. Holding the Demon Sword, I stood calmly outside the Great Hall of Ulzburg, surrounded by Niao Zong and Ruojia. In this life, a man depends on life and death. Brother, there is a woman who depends on life and death, I am afraid it is really a dream.

"What's wrong, 囧boy? They say that you are known as Iron Man, and those gossip guys on the forum even gave you a nickname, calling you the God of War in the Night. It's only after 11 o'clock, why do you seem to be out of energy..."

I still hear the teasing from Boss Bird. If someone had told me a long time ago that my entire journey to Lingzong would be accompanied by such teasing, I would have found it hard to believe it.

However, today, these have become facts, and the flame mage's teasing style, like his ubiquitous flame spikes, has become a symbol of himself and even the entire China region.

"Hehe... Boss Bird, Boss Bird, you only know one thing, and you don't know the other. Although in my current physical condition, being a god of war late at night is not a big pressure at all, but to be honest, I really don't know what to do. I still promised a certain woman that I would go to bed before 12 o'clock every day..."

Hearing this, Mr. Bird's expression changed, and a smirk appeared on his face: "Oh... I can't tell, I haven't passed the door yet, so I'll take care of you... You boy, you will definitely be a henpeck in the future My life... tsk tsk, what a fool..."

Ruojia, who was at the side, blushed, and said angrily, "Really, Mr. Bird, what are you talking about... You can't say these words casually..."

"Oh... I didn't say who it was, why... Sister Jia, you don't call yourself out, do you?"

Ruojia: "..."

After finishing this nonsensical conversation, I dragged my exhausted body offline under Ruojia's urging. In the past half a day, I swept six high-level maps. In Xiaoying's words before going offline, I was as tired as a dog Yes, it's really painful.

Offline directly from Ulzburg, remind the bird to remind everyone to go to the sixth round before going off the assembly line, then take off the helmet, wash up briefly, and have a good night's sleep.

No way, nine o'clock the next morning is the time to refresh the territory. If you don't keep your spirits up, you are really sorry for yourself, and even more sorry for Yinghuo's brothers.

No words all night, the next day, at 8 o'clock in the morning.

A ray of warm sunlight came in through the curtains, shining warmly on the body, bringing out a different kind of warmth.Under this effect, I didn't bother to sleep anymore, adjusted my breathing, quickly got up from the bed, and after a quick wash, I appeared at the dining table in the living room.

"Yo... It's rare to see Jiong Nan taking the initiative... But yes, today is a territorial battle, so don't be sloppy..."

(End of this chapter)