Chapter 471 Drifting Invitation

(Wine is really not a good thing. Now 72 heads are still dizzy. I will definitely make up for it tomorrow. It is expected to be about 10,0002, and it's gone today.) Huh... Spring is so good!" The next morning, Zhang Mu, who ran dozens of times around the villa swimming pool, sighed loudly when he stopped to rest.

"Yes, the weather is getting warmer and warmer." Night Romance wiped the sweaty forehead with a towel on his shoulder and squatted down to tease the 'Fat Simba' who succeeded in losing weight.

This golden retriever has gradually grown up under the careful care of the Zhang family. Although his eyes look a little dull, in fact, this little guy is extremely a chicken thief.

Zhang Mu sat on the rattan chair, looked at the romance of the night, and said with a smile, "Why did you get up so early today? Have something on your mind? Can't sleep?"

The night nodded romantically and sighed, "Yes, I'm worried... My sleep has been getting worse and worse recently."

"Say it out, it's not because of the game, is it?"

The night smiled romantically and said, "Of course not. Mu, let me ask you, if you like a woman, but she already has a boyfriend, what are you going to do?

"Oh, it's an emotional problem..." Zhang Mu shook his body on the rattan chair and said with a smile, "Love doesn't come first served. If you really like that person, try your best to fight for it."

The night romance said with a bitter face, "What you said is simple, then I'll ask you again, if this woman's boyfriend is your good friend, good brother... What should I do?"

"Ah!" Zhang Mu was stunned. With his cleverness, he immediately understood. Seeing that there was no one around, he quietly came to the romantic ear of the night and whispered, "Night, when did you fall in love with 'he'?"

"It was a long time ago... a long time ago." The night's romantic face turned red, and his heart beat rapidly, as if he had run dozens of laps around the swimming pool.

"Does he know about this?" Zhang Mu continued to ask seriously.

The night romance turned away. Looking at Zhang Mu's serious appearance, he couldn't help saying, "You... Do you really know who I like?"

"Nonsense! Does the lamb know about this? Zhang Mu continued to be smart and said seriously, "This doesn't seem to be a little good... I admit that A Long is very handsome, but..."

"What does this have to do with the lamb... A Long?" The romance of the night muttered a few words, and immediately understood that Zhang Mu was a misunderstanding.

'Idiot! Isn't it quite clever when playing games? How come when it comes to emotional matters, it's like a piece of wood! Zhang Mu, Zhang Mu, this name is really not wrong!' After a period of romantic slander at night, he stood up depressedly and said, "I hate it so much... I won't tell you...!" I'll go back to the house to play games.

"Hey, hey, it's not my gossip. Can you tell me your last name at once?" Zhang Mu chased the romance of the night, which meant to break the casserole and ask to the end.

"Well, what's the matter?" Deng Jie rubbed her sleepy eyes, walked over like a sleepwalking, and got into Zhang Mu's arms. I don't know when the little girl developed this bad habit. If she wakes up every morning and can't see Zhang Mu by the bed, she will go downstairs to look for Zhang Mu until she finds it.

"Satoo, Xiaojie, we're not... okay!" The romantic face of the night condensed and strode away.

Zhang Mu held Deng Jie and smiled and said, "She seems to like A Long at night..."

"Ah!" Deng Jie's eyes widened and said incredulously, "No way!"

"Shh...! Be quiet, don't talk nonsense about this!"

"Hmm!" Deng Jie nodded vigorously and answered.

**** A round of newborn sun sprinkled the light on the whole land without reservation. Looking at the large golden forest illuminated by the sun outside the window, everyone in the studio was also happy.

Since the end of the guild battle, everyone led their heroes to return to the 8th-level map overnight. Except for the guild battle, they would hardly return to the 7th-level map. In a very scratchy sentence, it is - 'People, once you get to the level, it's not so easy to think about it again.'

At this time, the 8th-level map also began to become lively, especially the 'Mount Valley'. Players went in and out in groups, as if they were visiting a temple fair, which was very lively.

But what surprised the fat man was that these players belonging to various countries and guilds respected each other when they met each other. He observed for dozens of minutes, but he didn't even see a battle.

"What's going on? Why are they so harmonious? Since it is not a country... Is it necessary to be so polite? Let's fight! Shit!"

Hearing the fat man's thoughts on the side, Zhang Mu smiled and explained, "Every time the map is raised by a level, the probability of encounters between players will be relatively reduced. Especially on the map after level 8, the chance of encountering players after meeting is less than 10%. After all, there is such a large territory waiting for people to explore. No one will take the initiative to attack other players unless they have to. You see, players who are qualified to mix on the 8th-level map now, how bad their strength can be? Attacking players is bound to have a loss of military strength, which will also have a certain impact on the expansion and development of the attacking side. If you encounter a difficult opponent, you may lower the map rank or be kicked out of the strategic map. No one is willing to do such a thing that is both harmful to others and itself.

Zhang Mu held the back of his head and said leisurely, "The higher the level of the map, the more harmonious the relationship between players and players. On the contrary, the relationship between guilds will get worse and worse. Don't worry, don't worry about fighting.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Northeaster suddenly asked, "Mu, what is this? Is it what you said about the 'Nine Ethnic War Zone'?

Zhang Mu looked sideways and immediately smiled bitterly, "That's right... It's here... Dead Northeaster, you think it would be great if you found this entrance a week earlier! Alas, my 9th-order arms!"

"Damn it, you blame me for this. It's too careless." The northeastern man whispered a few words.

"Twelve, are you there?" At this time, a row of bright red words appeared in Zhang Mu's chat channel, which were secret words from wandering around the world.

"In! What's wrong? Is there anything I can do for you?" Zhang Mu was in a panic, hoping that someone would find something to do for him.

"I found a treasure house that must be entered by two people in 'Coordinates xxxx, xxxx'. Look, do you want to come over and fool around? Usually, when I encounter a treasure house like this, I basically choose to give up, but now..."

"Of course I will go! Wait for me!" Zhang Mule said, "However, I can tell you in advance that my strength is not very good..."

"Haha, don't be too modest if you are the first master in the world. If others don't know you, how can I not know?" Wandering around the world smiled and said, "Come on, I'll wait for you!"

"What's the name of the treasure house?" Zhang Mu skillfully set the coordinates in the fog of war and drove the white-bone mammoth up.

"The one-eyed king's house."

"Damn it! One-eyed! I'll come!"

(to be continued)