Chapter 795 Tang Xuan's Dimensional Transmission

Sitting in an empty, unfurnished and dead villa, Zhang Mu's scalp is a little numb. I have to say that this is the weirdest, most outrageous and most thrilling night he has ever had in his life, and this night is the first day of the Chinese New Year... The old wall clock on the wall is ticking. The atmosphere at the scene is more than embarrassing.

After meditating for a moment and understanding the chaotic thoughts, Zhang Mu finally opened his mouth, and he decided to break the speechless embarrassment.

"Why did you commit suicide?"

At this time, Casa was holding her legs and curling up in the corner of the sofa. Hearing Zhang Mu's question, she did not answer, but raised her head and whispered, "Can you give me a glass of wine? I'm so cold."

Zhang Mu sighed, got up and came to the wine cabinet, from which he took out a bottle of foreign wine that he didn't know.

With a glass of foreign wine, Zhang Mu immediately felt a warm current in his abdomen. This warm current flowed freely along the limbs and bones, dispelling the chill in the body. This wonderful feeling was very similar to the state of those masters in martial arts novels when practicing. No, it was exactly the same.

"Thank you." Casa raised his glass gently and smiled in the direction of Zhang Mu.

"Do you thank me for saving you, or thank me for pouring wine for you?"

"All of them."

After a few words, the atmosphere of the scene returned to the original point. To be honest, Zhang Mu really hated this feeling.

"Okay." Zhang Mu stood up and said, "Since you don't want to say the reason, I won't force it. The ambulance will come in a while. You'd better go back with them for examination without leaving any sequelae. - Er, it's time to go. If I don't go back, father... They will be worried. I'll go first." Originally, Zhang Mu was going to say 'parents', but he thought that when he was in Los Angeles, Di Valen told him about Casa's life and experience. He was afraid that this word would stimulate Casa and make her do something stupid, so when the words came to his mouth, he was abruptly turned into 'them' by Zhang Mu.

"I don't know your name yet." Casa said quietly, and her tone was like a little resentful woman who had just been abandoned by her husband.

"Twelve-winged angels are my ID in the game... As for my friends, most of them call me 'Mu', my surname is Zhang, and my name is Mu."

"My Chinese name is Tang, and my single name is Xuan." Tang Xuan suddenly grinned: "Go back quickly and don't let 'them' worry."

"Hmm." When Zhang Mu came to the door, he suddenly thought of something. He turned back again, pointed to his lips and said, "That..."

"Many times, I don't know what I'm doing... What, do you mind?"

In Tang Xuan's 'gurgling' laughter, Zhang Mucang fled the villa in panic, a little in a hurry to come and go in a hurry.

When Zhang Mu returned to his villa, a large area of elders in the living room had fallen, and only a few people still had 'combat effectiveness'. Deng's father, who claimed not to be drunk, also lay on the sofa.

Zhang Mu strode to the table, poured himself a large glass of Wuliangye, poured it into his throat in one breath, and staggered upstairs.

This night is really ridiculous. No matter how developed Zhang Mu's nerves are, he can't stand such a toss. In the case of not being able to figure it out, the most correct choice is to get drunk and have a good sleep.

I didn't say anything overnight.

It was not until the next afternoon that Zhang Mu woke up. Everything that happened in the early morning was like a dream, both real and illusory, making people unable to tell the true from the false.

Zhang Mu sat up from ** yawning and listened to the cries of his friends from the yard.

"Damn it, who controls the 'gas crossbow shooter'? Hurry up and blind him! ......"

"I wipe it, don't shout, the distance is not enough..."

"What the hell? There's not enough distance. I don't think you've woken up yet~"

Zhang Mu rubbed his eyelids and went to the balcony to look down. Headed by the fat man, everyone sat on a row of rattan chairs playing games with 'HeroA' (Hero Invincible Special Game Tool) in their hands.

"What time is it?" Zhang Mu asked with his head tilted.

"Brother, you're awake. Come to heaven quickly and take us to beat Boss~" The fat man said happily, "It's almost two o'clock now. How much wine did you drink yesterday? How did you get so drunk?"

"Anyway, it's more than you!" Zhang Mubai gave him a look.

The afternoon sun is very warm. Even if you only wear a shirt, people won't feel cold.

Zhang Mu lay on the rattan chair, took a picture of his 'HeroA', and logged in directly to the game.

The advantage of using the game cabin is that you can experience the charming scenery in the game immersively. The disadvantage is that the players in the game cabin can only use the microphone to speak no matter how close they are, while playing hero invincible with 'HeroA' or laptops, there is no such limitation at all. Players can play with reality. The partners have a face-to-face conversation.

When someone makes a mistake, he can even kick it... Of course, only the Northeasters can do this kind of rough thing. He is a deep understanding of the fat man.

'Ding...Ding...Ding...'

Three letters from strangers appeared in Zhang Mu's mailbox. Looking at the sender's signature, Zhang Mu was stunned.

"I found a very interesting place on the 11th-order map. Would you like to come and play? - Casa."

"Eh, why haven't you woken up yet? You're so lazy! It's enough for a young man like you to sleep eight hours a day. People who sleep too much are easy to get fat! - Casa.

"Oh, my God, it's already one o'clock in the afternoon. Why don't you get up? - Casa."

What happened this morning was not a dream. It was all true... I saved Casa, who was going to commit suicide... Zhang Mu opened his mouth and sighed in his heart that the world was too small... "Are you all right? Did you go to the hospital for a check-up?

"Good boy, you're up... I'm in good health! I'm going to play Boss. Do you want to come and play?

"Which? Level 11 map? Zhang Mu was stunned. He was stunned.

"Uh-huh, what's wrong? Not to mention that you are still working on the 9th-level map, you are the legendary world's first master.

"That's not the point. I've advanced the 10-level map..."

"The 10th-order map is just a short transition. People like you, who are dressed in artifacts, are still mixed in the 10th-order map. What's the point?"

"That's right, but I don't know how to get to the 11th level..."

"I'll open a 'dimensional transmission' for you."

"Dimensional door delivery???"

Zhang Mu was still wondering. Suddenly, a golden light fell from the sky, and a golden gate marked 'Lv11' appeared in front of Zhang Mu's hero team out of thin air.

"What kind of skill is this?"

The place where Zhang Mu went offline was the Orion Village in the Demon World. Thousands of players passed by every day. The appearance of the golden gate not only scared Zhang Mu, but also stunned the players nearby. They all thought that Zhang Mu had got some unnatural treasure.

(to be continued)