Zuoyang's current net worth is only 178 drops.

It's not enough for this rush to evolve and upgrade to the eighth order.

[Dark Demon Dragon, which can be raised, evolves and mutates to the sixth order, requires a total of 50 drops of evolution liquid]

In the end, Zuo Yang could only retreat to the next best.

First raise the Rushing Erba to the sixth order to meet the minimum standards of the pet beast family.

When he raised his hand, he waved a purple bubble.

Purple bubbles envelop the runners.

The next thing you just have to do is wait, waiting for the Rush Erba to evolve and mutate.

Ding dong!

Zuo Yang's magic change big white smartphone.

Suddenly, a chime sounded.

A new > has been added

Zuo Yang took a look, and the one who added his friend turned out to be the city lord Dongfang Yiqing.

immediately agreed to Dongfang Yiqing's friend addition application.

[Dongfang Yiqing: Is the privacy and security of WeChat chat guaranteed?]

Zuo Yang read the message sent by Dongfang Yiqing.

Immediately, I was stunned.

[Master Zuoyang: Of course. 】

When replying to this message, Zuo Yang seemed so lacking in confidence.

After all, there is a precedent, the space ring jointly refined by Dabai and Apocalypse.

There is no security or privacy at all.

What's more, this magic mobile phone is still designed separately by Dabai.

What kind of urine sex is Dabai, can Zuo Yang still have a little pressure in his heart?

I can only tell Dabai not to leak the user's privacy in the future.

[Dongfang Yiqing: That's good, I'll order 10,000 units from you]

【Master Zuoyang: 20% discount】

Seeing that Dongfang Yiqing was so bold, Zuo Yang immediately made the decision.

Such a big customer.

A 20% discount must be given.

Ding dong!

After negotiating a business, another request to add friends appeared.

Zuo Yang took a look, and it was Xiao Ruoyu, a big man from the cultivation realm.

[Xiao Ruoyu: I'm here!]

[Master Zuoyang: Come?]

Immediately, he picked his nose, and he couldn't understand what it meant.

Come?

What's coming?

Ding-dong! Ding-dong...................

A series of >

All of them are avid fans of Zuoyang.

After agreeing to these friend addition requests.

Zuo Yang found that these fans were too unrestrained.

All of them are direct appointments.

I also posted all kinds of selfies that provoked anger.

Seeing that Zuo Yang was red-faced, he didn't dare to talk directly with these fans.

The Dark Demon Dragon is still in the process of evolutionary mutation.

Zuo Yang plans to go to the Internet café of the Apocalypse and Xiong Ba's hip-hop dance training class to have a look.

I saw the Internet café of the Apocalypse, and now the business is quite hot.

The people who come to play games online are all slum bear children.

Apocalypse is both a webmaster and a cashier.

And at the same time the boss.

"Apocalypse, what's wrong with you?"

I saw my own apocalypse, this free fat house tiger, depressed and depressed.

Business is doing well right now.

Apocalypse just needs to sit and make money.

Why are you still sad and unhappy?

"Master, I want to sleep. ”

Apocalypse lowered his head in frustration and poked his tiger claws in frustration.

Apparently hadn't slept in days.

The dark circles under his eyes are almost catching up with Po.

"Wori, take a nap if you want to sleep. ”

"I don't want you to buy a house and marry a daughter-in-law, why are you working so hard to make money?"

Zuo Yang touched the tiger head of the apocalypse and calmed down his own apocalypse.

He didn't expect the apocalypse to make money.

The fat house attribute of the apocalypse is to eat and drink.

Just play games, sleep and live happily.

As for buying a house, and the pet beasts will start a family in the future.

Marrying a daughter-in-law, he, the master, will naturally consider it.

's own little flat head, isn't it just that he married two little wives?

The little life now is not too pretty.

"Master, I don't dare to sleep. ”

"I have sleepwalking. ”

The apocalypse poked the tiger's paws, raised his head and said to his master uneasily.

In the past, the apocalypse was to sleep when you wanted.

The days are so chic that they are simply not too comfortable.

But after determining that I did have sleepwalking.

Apocalypse felt anxious, afraid that he would fall asleep and sleepwalk and do something wrong.

With this concern, Apocalypse doesn't dare to sleep now.

I was depressed all day long, and my comprehension of the laws of space came to a standstill.

"Sleepwalking isn't it okay?"

Zuo Yang is frowning, didn't he say that he could get better by taking a few pills?

Why don't you dare to sleep in your own apocalypse now?

Looking at his own apocalypse, he was haggard, and the whole tiger looked like he was sick.

At least I lost two or two of them.

I felt distressed when I saw Zuo Yang, the master.

Apocalypse is a special mascot of the pet beast family.

"Let's go home with the master. ”

"I'll give you a level up in a moment. ”

Zuo Yang touched the tiger head of the Apocalypse, and planned to continue to upgrade his own Apocalypse.

Since taking medicine is not the top use, then continue to upgrade.

Upgrading can always cure this sleepwalking, right?

"Stinky boy, don't go home for dinner, and come here to surf the Internet again. ”

I saw the rough old men who crossed the catastrophe period, and as soon as they entered the Internet café, they grabbed the ears of a bear child with a loud shout.

The voice is loud and angry.

Smack!

The backhand is two slaps in the face of the bear child.

The fairy world is like this, and many of the bear children are higher than Zuo Yang's cultivation.

One by one, the skin is too good.

Adults beat children, and they punch and kick as much as they want.

Parents who encounter hot tempers are all knife-to-knives.

It was a slash at his own children.

Like this kind of disagreement, backhand slap is overly spoiled.

Parents who are reluctant to be cruel to their children.

"This parent, when educating children, we must focus on persuasion education. ”

"This world needs love and peace, and we must oppose violence and set a good example for our children. ”

Although these children are solid and generally cannot be beaten, Zuo Yang still opposes this kind of domestic violence education method.

It's too simple and too savage.

That's not how children are taught.

"Master Zuoyang, what you said is too reasonable. ”

"This kid is too addicted to the Internet now, and I have signed him up for a hip-hop dance training class from Mr. Xiongba. ”

I saw this rough parent, and after listening to Zuo Yang's words, he was immediately deeply moved.

looked at Zuo Yang with reverence.

After all, the current Zuo Yang is a recognized philosophical master in the city.

Great intellectuals.

Everything that is said makes sense.

"Hmm. ”

Zuo Yang nodded, and immediately went to Xiong Ba's street dance training club with this parent.

"Follow my left hand and right hand in a slow-motion ............. ”

In the hip-hop training class, Xiong Ba is dancing there with dozens of children.

"The hosts. ”

As soon as he saw his master, Xiong Ba ran over excitedly, scratching his head angrily.

"Teacher Xiong Ba, this is my child. ”

"I want him to learn hip-hop dance with you here to quit his Internet addiction. ”

When the rough parents saw their own bear bully, they immediately said with a smile.

"Pay the money over there, and the child stays. ”

Xiong Ba slipped the child over with one paw and threw it into it like a cargo.

The parents were happy to pay the money and left.

"I don't learn hip-hop, I want to ............ online. ”

The bear child glared at Xiong Ba and yelled with a dissatisfied face.

Multiply!

Xiong Ba raised his paw and was a burst of electricity.

"I don't learn hip-hop ............. ”

Multiply!

Another thunderbolt.

"I don't ............. ”

Multiply!

"I ............. ”

Multiply!

"I learn ............. ”

Multiply!

............

......

Under Xiong Ba's messy electricity, the bear child finally became honest.

I'm convinced, and I'm willing to learn hip-hop.

What the?

Addiction?

Quit!