Online game creation sword god

Chapter 882 The Queen of the Poisonous Bee (17)
Understanding the other party's intentions, I replied lightly and hung up the phone. It seems that things other than these games are becoming more and more complicated. I don't know when, Ouyang's family and the other two will also get involved. And come in, it will look good then.

Fortunately, for me today, too many thoughts are really not a good thing, so after a simple balance, I finished washing, fell on the bed in my room, and fell into a deep sleep .

Thinking about it carefully, I don't seem to be a person who likes to bring today's things to tomorrow. Since some things are already like this, it doesn't seem so important whether I am entangled or not.

As for other things, let's talk about it after waking up.

Chapter 250 Eighth Level Demon Spirit

A long dream without a trace, a night without words.

The next day, when I woke up, it was already 9:[-] in the morning. I opened my eyes and stretched contentedly. Since I was "unemployed", from the initial running around to moving into the studio to level up frantically, I struggled for the career of Lingzong , It’s been a long time since I’ve experienced the beauty of sleeping until I wake up naturally.

I, dressed here, are checking the time, and Mr. Bird over there is about to go berserk. Even if he is in the dining room and I am in the bedroom, I can clearly hear the voice of this guy:

"Nimma, please tell me, it's already 9:[-], why is this embarrassing man still not up yet, wouldn't this naughty man be late if he was going to work?"

Compared with Niao Zong's extremely explosive voice, the other voice is much softer.

"Okay, bird, don't you know him yet? If Jia is having a bad day here, and the Cheng family's affairs are not resolved for a day, he will naturally not be able to calm down. He is so tired from level training, so he will be fine if he sleeps a little longer." Sleep more..."

Obviously, looking at the entire studio, the only person who can talk to Mr. Bird like this is Xiaoying, the elf archer in the game.

Little did they know, while they were discussing this issue, I had already quietly dressed and hid in the bathroom to wash up.

As for what happened next, it was even more logical.

He rushed to the table at a speed that was almost overwhelming and killed my breakfast, and then rushed into the room with Bird's eyes as if watching a monster, drank a glass of water, put on the helmet, and went online!

No way, to deal with Mr. Bird, a brother who is always waiting to tease you, sometimes you have to start by making him speechless.

What's more, my efficient login is obviously not just for the purpose of attacking Mr. Bird. Today's game characters are quite clear, sweeping away the back hall of the undead castle.

"brush!"

After a familiar white light passed, I reappeared in the central square of Utlier, but this time, it only took a few seconds, and I came to the original offline location via the teleportation array, which was the ancient undead In a secluded corner not far from the entrance to the back hall of the castle.

(End of this chapter)