112. Chapter 111 Want you, want you, want you three
Mu Mu looked at the message from the 'Zhou Beast' with disdain, "Your level of nymphomaniac has increased again, and you can have sex with avatars. Miss, it's time for you to take medicine to control your condition."
Beast: 'I'll give you a registration number. You can't cheat in reality, but you can play NP as you like in the game.'
"..."
After a while, Zhao Qingqing registered a Diemeng game account for Mu Mu.
Mu Mu logged in as she said.
Zhao Qingqing chose a mage for her, and I have to say that FY's art skills are truly at their peak.
The tender female mage on the screen makes people swoon with her eyes. Even though she is only wearing a rudimentary coarse cloth skirt, she still looks so fairy-like.
Zhao Qingqing gave her the nickname "Professional Husband".
Damn it, Zhao Qingqing, can you be more generous?
You are the expert in getting fucked.
Over there, Zhao Qingqing saw that she was online but couldn't find her, so he sent a WeChat message to urge her: 'Mu, hurry up, I'm waiting for you at the Shenchi. You come first to take a basic bath, and then I will take you to upgrade.'
When we enter the game to settle the score with her, she would like to see what name she gives herself.
Click to enter the game.
The fairyland scene, the melodious flute sound mixed with a trace of sadness, the background music alone can make people can't help but close their eyes and imagine the love that has been waiting for thousands of years in those fairy novels.
She looked at the small map in the upper right corner of the game, 'Forget the Cliff'.
What a sad place name.
She was dressed in a coarse red dress and stood on the Forgotten Cliff, with her skirt fluttering and holding a primary staff in her hand.
What a strong-blooded female man.
Red text appears at the bottom of the screen where the chat is located.
[The sound of gunfire is heard at night] ‘Mu, fly to the sacred pond opposite.’
Mu Mu's mouth almost twisted.
Can she still retain a little bit of integrity?
Click the mouse on the divine pond opposite and fly over.
I saw the female warrior above her head, "the sound of gunfire could be heard at night". She was wearing a blue brocade waist skirt and a jade crown with her hair tied up, and she looked heroic.
[Professional in getting fucked] ‘Zhao nymphomaniac, where are the moral integrity you promised?’
[The sound of gunfire is heard at night] ‘Chastity is easy to maintain, but moral integrity is difficult to retain.’
[Professional fucker] 'You won't be rewriting pornographic novels recently, will you?'
[The sound of cracking can be heard at night] ‘No!’
Then she sent another message: "Jump down and take a shower."
[Professional in getting fucked] ‘Why do you get fucked and I get fucked?’
[Sounds of sex at night] ‘Do you get sex every day?’
"..."
Mu Mu gritted his teeth and quit the game.
Then quickly search the Internet for the nickname of the game Butterfly Dream.
You need to recharge game coins first, and change your nickname once with 5,000 game coins, which is 50 yuan.
Damn it, no wonder you are so rich and it costs fifty yuan to change your nickname.
I quickly used online banking to top up 5,000 game coins and changed my nickname.
When Zhao Qingqing saw that she was offline, he kept sending WeChat messages asking her what was wrong.
Hum hum, don't blame her.
Finally, the nickname was changed and she ‘returned’ strongly.
Once again, standing on the Forgotten Cliff, the female mage in plain clothes raised her head and flew towards the divine pond on the opposite side.
Zhao Qingqing didn't recognize her and thought it was some newcomer who came to bathe in the primary level of Shenchi, and kept sending Mu Mu WeChat messages.
【How many seeds are shot】‘The sound of gunfire is heard at night, how many seeds are shot, look, this is a perfect match.’
[Sounds of sex at night] ‘Pfft…’
Zhao Qingqing didn't reply for a long time. He was probably laughing.
Mu Mu jumped into the sacred pool to take a bath.
The divine pool is divided into several levels, and she could only jump into the lowest one, where many people were taking a basic bath.
