Sky Dungeon

What kind of calculation Jing Tian made in his heart was completely stabbed by Zhao Jiaxue.

However, the old witch smiled faintly: "Well, Xiaotian's request, mother of course cannot refuse, she will definitely do it!"

"Uh...I have a more critical request on this basis." Jing Tian said lightly, a little embarrassed, not because he was embarrassed to face his mother's request, but Jing Tian had been smashed and smashed by the pillow. , He was afraid that if he said it out, Zhao Jiaxue would do something crippling to him.

"It's okay, let's talk about it, the Lun family is easy to talk."

It seems that the old witch is in a very good mood. Jing Tian doesn’t mean anything, she just said: “I want to play games quietly. I don’t want to talk about personal matters when I play games. I don’t want to talk about the past. You and I are both players, just like you. What you said, you don’t know that I am your son, and I don’t know whose wife you are, we are just players playing the same game."

Zhao Jiaxue and Yun Yiyi were both stunned. Of course, Jing Tian’s words were more or less distorted by Jing Tian, ​​thinking that Jing Tian was still the prodigal son and would not look back and would not go home. They did not know Jing Tian was afraid that his life experience would be exposed. Create a diaphragm.

However, the old witch still said happily: "Okay, the Lun family promises you."

I really don't know if the old witch was overjoyed, she agreed to all her harsh requirements, anyway, she gave up on her own if she couldn't do it. After all, the old witch never played games. I don't believe that she is also a genius like Nan Lingxi, with a special talent for games. In a few days, she will leave the scene sadly.

When Jing Tian grew up and was sensible, he seldom called his mother or mother, because his mother’s appearance was really far away from the word “mother”, and most of the time, his mother felt like a big sister to herself, and as she grew older, she grew older. The older sister even became an embarrassing young lady.

This also gave this weird family a weird family atmosphere. I and my sister didn't treat their mothers as their mothers. They were more casual friends and rarely treated their mothers kindly. Just like now, Jing Tian didn't even say goodbye, so he returned to the chat room to organize everyone to copy freely.

"Frog, did you pick it up?" Zhao Jiaxue's jumping thinking couldn't give a reasonable explanation for everything she observed.

"Uh...almost, I always thought this way when I was a kid." Jing Tian responded indifferently, seeming to think this is the truth.

"No wonder you treat her like this, it feels like there is a deep generation gap between you." Zhao Jiaxue suddenly realized, even feeling happy about self-righteous cleverness.

Haha, I treat the old witch like this precisely because of the lack of generation gap between us!

Jing Tian laughed secretly in his heart but was too lazy to explain, anyway, the old witch's farce ended so easily.

It's a ghost if it ends easily! At this time, the little mother sent a voice message to Zuojing Guantian: "Snarling dog, mother can't work as a doctor, and her mother's race is an angel. Would you like to see your mother choose a Shennong priest? The two professions are said to be similar."

Can't you change race if you are so rich?

Jing Tian really wanted to scold his mother, but he couldn't say it. After all, he didn't want Zhao Jiaxue and the others to know his family background, and the old witch might not know how to change careers at all. Explaining to her would be a waste of time. So after gritting his teeth, Jing Tian gave in, "Okay, but didn't you say that you won't be substituted into reality? Can you not call yourself a mother?"

"But my game nickname is "Little Mom". Is it wrong to call it "Mom" in short? I didn't substitute reality into it. Instead, it was you. Didn't you say that you should not substitute into reality? Why do you have to think that the Lun family is your mother? What? Mom doesn't want to be your mother, you can be your little lover or something in the game."

The old witch put on the tone of the little girl inquiring about the uncle, making Jingtian almost fall off the bed.

Unexpectedly, the old witch had a premeditated nickname!

He even used his own words to attack him in reverse, and he couldn't argue with it, and it was even more bitter than a dumb eating coptis!

Jing Tian gritted his teeth and said, "From now on, you will be called Xiaoxiao for short. This word can better reflect your characteristics. Your whole body is small everywhere."

"Snarling Dog, solemnly warn you not to substitute reality, I am no small now! If you substitute reality again, be careful that I also tear up the treaty, then I will not be able to shut my mouth!"

The old witch put on the little girl's angry tone, and Jing Tian's heart was very comfortable to hear, he could not wait to make a few more stabs to directly give the old witch back.

"Old witch, where did you get so much money to send to the World Channel? You are not cheating the little boys in the game, are you afraid that they will know your true age? Be careful when they report the case and let people treat you as a fraud Lock it up!" Although he meant to cover up his family background, Jing Tian wanted to sarcasm the old witch more.

"Why? You are jealous. You can do it if you have the ability. I believe that many middle-aged men will love you. You have lacked the love of your father since you were a child. If your mother believes in you, you are still very attractive."

Ghosts have to be loved by men!

I don't need father's love!

Are you going to continue to tear down the rhythm with me?

I forcibly endured the anger in my heart~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Jing Tianzui didn't say anything more mercilessly, and continued to bring people down the copy.

The equipment supply of the dungeon is still very important, and I don't know if the system is deliberately controlling the explosion rate. After the monster was spawned this day, it was not even a fifth-level magic core. It’s not impossible to think about it. At this stage, the second-tier players have not reached level 30. If the level 5 magic cores are exploded all over the floor, wouldn’t Jing Tian and the others wear black-grade equipment to be proud of the world? ?

Instead, the drop rate of the fourth-level magic core has increased compared to before, but after all, the combined monster is only counted as an individual unit. Even if it is exploded, at most one fourth-level magic core will be exploded at a time. This is for more equipped riders. It’s just a drop in the bucket for everyone, and only the village women, Nangong Lingxi, and Fengji are the real local tyrants who are not interested in the fourth-level magic core. Did not grab a few fourth-level magic cores, then the Dungeon equipment is still the mainstream source of equipment now.

Looking at the bone-refining halberd drawings lying quietly in the package, Jing Tian could only sigh with excitement, and secretly cursed kicking Tian Nongjing a few words, helplessly entering the copy.

Everything seemed calm, but the few people who had written the book with Jing Tian could see the trickiness. Obviously, Jing Tian was a little absent-minded in his operation today, and he had made rare mistakes.