Chapter 22 Zhang Muyang

Seeing that everyone was out of danger, and the teammates roughly controlled the situation, Fang Xiaoru took a deep breath, sat cross-legged on the ground and meditated, recovered the mana, and took out a bottle of blue medicine from the ring, raised his head and poured it down~

A primary magic potion that continuously restores 20 mana per second for 10 seconds~

At present, Fang Xiaoru's health is 300 points, his mana is 200 points, and a bottle of primary magic potion is just filled~

"Susu, if you don't come again, we will really wipe out the group~" said with the black tie for the rest of his life, with the priest's milk ** team, in the initial upgrade and fighting monsters, it is like divine help~

The black tie was holding a big knife, and a collision instantly knocked away the oncoming ghost, and Mo Youyou and Thunder behind him chanted one after another, cooperating with the tacit understanding of the spell attack~

"I'm also just online, how long have you been brushing here?" Fang Xiaoru looked at the people in the team curiously~

Black tie, grade 24~

Mo Youyou, level 24~

I saw that two people often team up together to farm monsters, and the level increase is so cooperative~

Thunder is hot, level 23~

It's tough, level 23~

Hey, it seems, it seems that he is the lowest level again, dragging everyone's hind legs, Fang Xiaoru is slightly embarrassed~

"It's been a day, and there have been several priests in the middle, and there are few people playing with this priest, and I can't find a fixed one," Mo Youyou complained depressedly, frowning, adding a little bit of the taste of I see You Pity~

"Or, you and we form a fixed team," he had been silent, and suddenly proposed~

It's so difficult to belong to the kind of silent and cold type.,Most of the time it's boring.,I don't like how to talk~.

"Yes, Su Su, come on" Thunder exploded with a steel wire, with a fire spell attack, and his personality is also very arrogant, what do you say~

Only the black tie didn't say much to the end, and everyone in the team expressed their opinions one after another, and the black tie said slowly: "Susu, if it's online, upgrade with us~" As if a great honor and charity, Fang Xiaoru could see it clearly, and the black tie's eyes flashed with reluctance

Oh yes, the black tie is disgusted that his level is not high enough, and his skills are not skilled enough

Sister doesn't want to be with you yet, **** sister's explosion rate

Fang Xiaoru speculated in her heart, but her face was smiling, "If you have time, let's brush it together, don't say anything about the fixed team, I'm afraid I don't have so much time" Fang Xiaoru refused and found a reason casually~

There was a trace of pity in Mo Youyou's eyes~

The thunder is hot and the eyes are clear~

It's so difficult, and there is silence in the eyes~

And the black tie has a hint of happiness in his eyes

yes, who likes to carry a drag oil bottle when they have nothing to do? It is estimated that people are afraid that their rookie pastor will affect their upgrading career~

After all, Black Tie and Mo Youyou are both on the list

Big people, where will they remember the things of small people?

Laughing at herself and secretly laughing, Fang Xiaoru didn't care too much, anyway, she didn't want to form a fixed team with them, her ambition was to relax, to play games instead of letting the game play, she didn't need to be so serious, and she worked hard to level up every day

What if you reach the maximum level?

Game, just have fun~

Fang Xiaoru's mentality is very positive

The team continued to brush, Fang Xiaoru got up from time to time, and gave her teammates most of the time to add blood, Fang Xiaoru sat cross-legged, recovering her mana, first, to see the amount of blood, and secondly, to see the mana

Without magic, the nurse is a waste

……

After Fang Xiaoru got out of the game, he cut down the monster alone in the depths of the woods for a while, and suddenly felt bored

What's going on today?

I used to be a person in the game, and I was very happy to play, but in reality, I was annoyed by those warblers and Yanyan, and finally sought a pure land in the game

The roots of the ears are finally cleaned~

Why do you feel a little lonely now?

Shaking his head, the big knife knocked out of the game~

"Young master, your dinner has been prepared, the master ordered, after eating, please go to the study to see him"

"The old man called me?" Zhang Muyang casually stroked his half-short black hair with his five fingers, took the towel handed over by the maid, wiped his face sloppily, and sat at the dining table and snorted and ate dinner~

Although Zhang Muyang is a picky eater, his temper is strange, so he eats less if he doesn't like to eat, and eats more when he catches up with what he likes

The chef at home slowly figured out the young master's favorite meals, and made them in different ways, and the staple food of a week was never repeated~

Zhang Muyang was very surprised at the beginning, but in the end, it doesn't matter, he can't deprive others of a piece of kindness~

After eating, Zhang Muyang slowly walked to the study......

"Come in" As soon as he walked to the door, he heard the old man's angry cry in the study

Pushing open the door without hesitation, Zhang Muyang sat on the leather chair in front of the desk without any restraints, leaning lazily on the soft backrest, "Old man, you called me something?" ”

Zhang Muyang raised his eyebrows and asked~

"It's not time to check your progress in the game in the past two days" Old man Zhang said that it was too late, it was a quick and quick shot, and his body shifted from behind the desk and pounced~

With a strong wind, his fist smashed straight into Zhang Muyang's face~

Seeing that Zhang Muyang's nose and face were swollen and unrecognizable, Zhang Muyang's figure was slightly tilted to the left, and his right hand made a decisive move to block the oncoming fist~

Smack

Zhang Muyang's resisting palm stinged slightly, and the steps under his feet rubbed sparks on the ground~

The left hand unconsciously held the right arm that resisted~

"The good boy hasn't seen him for two days, and his reaction speed is much faster" Mr. Zhang's eyes were full of appreciation, with relieved joy~

"That's me still have a back move" Zhang Muyang retreated violently, changed his body, dodged to the left, made a move with his right hand, and struck at Old Man Zhang's temple mercilessly~

Helpless, ginger is still old and spicy

Old man Zhang seemed to have expected Zhang Muyang's trick a long time ago, which made Zhang Muyang, who was full of confidence, fall into the air~

"Oh, I can't beat it, I won't play~" Zhang Muyang instantly retracted his strength, and like a pool of boneless snakes, leaning softly on the chair~

"Son, are you about to break through the innate nature?" Old Man Zhang asked with a hint of uncertainty~

"Dad, you are just innate, can't you see my current state?" Zhang Muyang asked speechlessly~

With his hands behind his back, Mr. Zhang walked around the study, looking back and forth at the moment when Zhang Muyang's eyes were dizzy, "Son, continue to seek breakthroughs in the game, remember, you must use 100 experience to play the game, so that you can better exercise your neural consciousness and body connection to stimulate the strengthening of the body."

"I know ......" [bookid=2233974, bookname="The Last Days: Flying into the Starry Sky"]