CHAPTER XXIII

"Damn, luxury." The monkey sighed.

"Daddy? You have such a good place, why didn't you let us move here sooner? She Yuan looked at the busy scene in front of him fixedly, and the mountains of unpacked packaging, almost muttering to his father.

"For you, in a luxurious environment, people will be easy to slack off, and the flowers in the greenhouse will never be able to experience the wind and rain by themselves." She Xiaoxi looked at She Yuan.

She Yuan looked at his daughter, and sighed in his heart, it was really his daughter, his well-intentioned son didn't realize it, but his daughter said a word.

She Yuan also realized that his question might make his father feel uncomfortable, so he smirked and said, "Dad, I didn't expect that I was also a rich second generation." As if remembering something, he suddenly leaned up and hugged his father's shoulders like a good brother, and said mysteriously, "Dad, since our family is so tyrant, can I buy a limited edition..."

"Die of this heart, don't you think I don't know your little thoughts?" She Yuan didn't wait for him to finish his words before decisively refused, "Keep your mind right, don't think about games, playthings that are discouraged, I won't care if you study well or not, if you give me hard to cultivate, at your current half-baked level, you can only stay in this small world, and you are not qualified to go to other worlds." ”

"I'll work hard to cultivate..."She Yuan was stunned by what he said, so he couldn't answer, so he had to promise to cultivate hard.

The efficiency of the robot is not usually fast, and everything will be returned to you quickly.

"Long Long, don't you need spells now? All robots? She Yuan looked at the robots queuing up to go out, and always felt that he had lost the opportunity to practice mana.

"Boss, what's wrong with being able to save mana, the aura in this world is already very thin, it's really not easy to cultivate, the cultivation of a small source also requires a lot of aura, if you hadn't set up a spirit gathering array for him, his cultivation must have reached a plateau long ago." Manager Long disagreed.

"The cultivation of mana still needs to be strengthened." She Yuan couldn't refute it, so he could only dryly emphasize the importance of mana.

"Yes, boss, I'm not a kid anymore." Manager Long blinked, not at all the steadiness and consciousness of an elder.

She Yuan: "The Zhang Miao that Tanuki met today, where does the businesswoman who hired her live?"

Manager Long: "Boss, business rules, you can't disclose customer information."

She Yuanmeng burst over: "Grown?"

Manager Long hurriedly covered his head and laughed: "Boss, I was wrong, occupational disease, occupational disease!"

She Yuan: "Say!"

Manager Long: "It's downstairs, it's just downstairs from you, it's a coincidence, ha, ah, hehe, don't be angry, boss!" A wall-piercing technique can be passed, and the prohibitions on my side are all learned from my sister-in-law, for the boss, it's a piece of cake, you can rest assured and boldly go ha! ”

"Is it really a ban? No wonder I couldn't visit the other rooms after I came in, and I tried to explore the surrounding apartment rooms from the moment I entered, but I always felt that I couldn't see clearly in the clouds. She Yuan suddenly realized.

In fact, She Xiaoxi also felt this way, but she visited in both directions with a cloudy feeling, and she understood that there must be a corresponding spell ban here, and it was forbidden to explore places other than her own apartment, not one meter more.

"Why is there a ban here? What exactly is it for? The raccoon asked.

"Haha, it's still Miss Tanuki who can see it clearly." Manager Long was sincerely impressed.

"Uncle Long, call me a little fox." She Xiaoci doesn't like to be called a big lady.

"Little fence?" Manager Long was at a loss, "What kind of fence is it called?" The eldest lady can't do it, can't she call it a raccoon? No matter how bad it is, it's okay to call it a fox! ”

The atmosphere in the room plummeted, and Manager Long didn't seem to feel it at all.

Suddenly, the corners of Manager Long's mouth raised, like an old naughty boy, and he laughed out loud, "How is it?" Do you think I'm humorous? ”