The Super Universe Leveling Game

"Curse Bomb!"    

"Earth Tremor Wave!"    

...    

"Poison Fang Art!"    

"Death Grip!"    

"'Pestilence Art! '"    

"'Bone Fire Art! '"    

...    

100 Corpse Devil and 220 revived pets attacked Necromancer's aura crazily. Necromancer's aura covered a large area, and the range of the attack was also large. A pink number floated above Necromancer's head.    

-12-13-25-53-22-36.    

A humanoid monster's HP was never too high. No matter how high its level was, Necromancer had overturned Dongfang Qingyu's view. A humanoid monster's HP could also be high.    

One hour, two hours, three hours...    

After a day, Necromancer's aura had shrunk by about one percent. Looking at this result, Dongfang Qingyu's face twitched. Based on this speed, it would take one hundred days to eliminate Necromancer, three months and ten days. This was too abnormal. No wonder with Earth Demon's strength, he also said that it would take a few weeks. He was still thinking that he was different from Earth Demon. Earth Demon needed a few weeks. Maybe he could do it in a few days. Only now did he know that he had seen all of this too simply.    

He stopped and ate something to replenish his energy. Before he set off, he had a premonition that the mission this time would not be too easy. The spatial ring was filled with food. He could save some food and eat for three months.    

The underground palace was not divided into day and night. The light was always gray, and there would not be any changes. Dongfang Qingyu was not in a hurry to log off. He worked overtime for four hours, and only rested at dawn.    

The underground palace did not belong to the secret realm, so he could log on and log off. Plus, there was no danger, so Dongfang Qingyu was very assured.    

The holidays were over, and classes were going to be held today. Li Hongdou woke up very early. When Dongfang Qingyu got up, she had already prepared breakfast. The crystal-like Soup Dumplings only had a thin layer of skin. It emitted a tempting fragrance. The fried dough sticks were golden and had just come out of the pot. With just a glance, one would have an appetite. Together with the cooked white porridge, this was what Dongfang Qingyu needed to do with his life.    

After eating and drinking enough, he went online.    

In order to speed up, Dongfang Qingyu adjusted his strategy today and threw out the corpse that he had been collecting all this time.    

"The corpse exploded!"    

"The corpse exploded!"    

" The corpse exploded! "    

...    

Since there was no danger here, there was no need to hide so many corpses. At most, we can add more in the future. In fact, some of the corpses are of a lower level. They could not keep up with the times, so they should have been eliminated a long time ago. For example, some dwarves had been very fierce a long time ago, but now the players' levels had risen. They were no longer of much use.    

In the explosion, the red numbers on Necromancer's head floated up one by one. The numbers were obviously bigger.    

-128-135-122-119-136-142.    

"The evil spirit has descended!"    

The effect of top magic was surprisingly good. Necromancer's breath suddenly shrunk by 5%, which made Dongfang Qingyu sigh in relief. This way, the time could be greatly shortened.    

"Dragon's Claws!"    

Necromancer's breath shrank by 5% again.    

At 5 PM, Dongfang Qingyu went offline. Huang Yanmei had to pick him up when she went home today. Otherwise, it would be difficult to coax her when she got angry. This time, he did not need the GPS to go to Baiyun Airport. It was familiar.    

After the beginning of autumn, the day was as short as the day, and the night gradually lengthened. He remembered that a few days ago, after 6: 30 PM, the sun still refused to go down. It was burning with intense anger. At this moment, it was not even 5: 30 PM yet, and the sun was tired of the day. He rushed to the horizon.    

Stopping in front of the first red and green light, Dongfang Qingyu regretted. He should have logged off an hour earlier. It was the peak of work again. He hoped he wouldn't be late.    

At the exit of Baiyun Airport, Huang Yanmei was wearing a windbreaker and sunglasses. She was dragging a suitcase in her hands. Her tall and sexy figure was like the most beautiful scenery. Whether it was the passengers behind her or the people waiting outside to pick her up, her gaze couldn't help but gather on her body.    

Her red lips were like fire and her skin was as white as snow.    

Her two long legs were neither fat nor thin, just perfect. As she walked, it made people feel her astonishing elasticity. Those with slightly better eyesight saw the brand on her clothes, and after seeing the price of the bracelet, they secretly sighed in their hearts: There is no chance!    

The matter of a beauty falling in love with a loser would only appear in boring television dramas. In reality, there were not that many melodramatic scenes. The reality was that the strong and the weak were the weak.    

However, there were still many people who did not give up. Huang Yanmei stood at the place where she was waiting for the car for less than three minutes. There were four well-dressed men in front and behind her who came forward to strike up a conversation. Huang Yanmei was already used to this kind of situation, so she easily sent them away. However, there was a greasy middle-aged man who was particularly difficult to deal with. He was Fan Sizhe's white T-shirt. The specialty store's price was 28,888 yuan. Those who did not see it with their own eyes would definitely be shocked.    

"Beauty, don't look at me like a bad person. Actually, I have a kind heart. Really, last year, I even got the title of young man No. 3 of our community's top ten societies. My passion is only used to help people, I don't have any other thoughts. When I was born, the master had already calculated my fate. He said that in my life, I can only do good things, not do bad things... For those who are in trouble, you must take the initiative to help. Society is cold, but people's hearts are fiery. I want to do something beneficial to society -" The greasy middle-aged man kept talking. He noticed Huang Yanmei's happy face. He was immediately delighted. He thought that ___ had moved him, but he did not realize that there was another person beside him.    

"There was a traffic jam on the road. I made you wait for a long time." Dongfang Qingyu's eyes were apologetic as he handed over the large bouquet of roses that he had prepared.    

"I just came out too. Thank you, your husband." Huang Yanmei happily took the flowers and kissed Dongfang Qingyu's face. She then held his arm like a little wife. Her face was full of happiness. Dongfang Qingyu naturally came to take the luggage. The two of them walked towards the car. From beginning to end, he didn't even look at the greasy middle-aged man.    

"I was lost. I actually forgot to buy flowers." The greasy middle-aged man felt bitter and bitter until Huang Yanmei got into the car. Only then did he reluctantly look away. He swore in his heart that he would always prepare a bunch of flowers in the car in the future. It was useless if it was not useful. Opportunities were left to those who were prepared.    

"I thought you would have to play for two more days before coming back." Dongfang Qingyu followed the flow of cars and slowly moved forward. There were many cars at the moment.    

"None of them are fun. Xiaoyi went back to class, so I left. I didn't want to be seen by others. " Huang Yanmei took off her windbreaker and sunglasses, and her temperament immediately changed dramatically. When she was wearing a windbreaker, she looked like a strong woman. She took off her windbreaker. She immediately became a sexy beauty. Her entire body emitted a charming charm.    

"Are you going home to eat or are you going out to eat?" Dongfang Qingyu took a look and felt his heart warm up. He quickly retracted his gaze to prevent his thoughts from becoming unfocused.    

"Outside!" Huang Yanmei said without hesitation.    

Women all liked western food. Maybe it was because of the environment, or maybe it was because of that culture, but Huang Yanmei knew that Dongfang Qingyu did not like western food, so she chose a family of farmers.    

It was opened by Hunan people. It tasted spicy, but it was very appetizing. Swan Palm was one of the best. Huang Yanmei and Dongfang Qingyu went at the right time. There was just one last private room left. They had just ordered the dishes when another guest came from behind. They also wanted a room, but there was no room left. They could only sit in the main hall. When they passed by the main hall, Dongfang Qingyu took a look. There were only a few seats left in the main hall. Business was booming.