The Dragon Soul Squad is busy all day long, and Luo Xiaorou is about to launch an unprecedentedly grand war.

Ling Xiangtian didn't know all this at all, even if he knew it, he wouldn't say anything.

At this time, Ling Xiangtian had given up attacking the giant scythe warrior and fell to the ground in despair.

It's over, it's really over. I can't attack the warrior in front of me at all. It's even more delusional to defeat the opponent and enter the third floor of the Abyss Palace.

I learned through chatting with the giant scythe warrior.

The name of the giant sickle warrior is Feng Yi, who is a wind, a double-type aura of the earth. His breath level is level 6, but his true strength is comparable to that of the eighth level aura of the aura.

Trapped in the second floor of the Abyss Palace for three thousand years, Ling Xiangtian was the first human he had come into contact with. Because of the control of the rules, he could not deliberately give in, so that people could break through the second floor of the Abyss Palace. If he deliberately gave in, then he would become a walking corpse, his body lost control, and his whole head was clear.

The more you know, the more desperate Ling Xiangtian is, because the opponent is too strong, even if his master Kong Yi appears, he will definitely not be his opponent.

Suddenly, Ling Xiangtian's eyes lit up and he said, "Senior Feng, I..."

No matter what he thought, as long as he spoke, Feng Yi would definitely agree to be his own death breath bridge. But even though he knew the other party would agree, he couldn't say it all at once.

"What's the matter? Tell me, don't hesitate." Feng Yi rarely found someone to chat with him, and saw that the other party wanted to say but couldn't say it.

Ling Xiangtian gritted his teeth and finally told Feng Yi about his lack of a communication bridge for death.

When Feng heard this, he felt happy and was trapped here for three thousand years. He wanted to die more than anyone else. But after the joy, his face was gloomy. He shook his head and said, "Don't think about it. It's not that I didn't agree to you, but that you didn't understand the terrible parts of the Abyss Palace. Although the aura of death is very rare and powerful, it is impossible to promote the aura of death in the Abyss Palace in this way. Your approach is equivalent to snatching personnel from the Abyss Palace Master. Although I don't know whether the Abyss Palace Master died, even if he dies and the rules of the Abyss Palace are still running, you can't snatch anything from him, including my life."

"Oh..." Ling Xiangtian responded with a depressed expression.

Seeing Ling Xiangtian’s dissatisfaction, Feng Yi smiled faintly: “Okay, since you have said it, if you don’t try it, you won’t give up at all.”

As he said that, Feng Yi took out the giant sickle on his back. Without saying a word, he stabbed his head directly.

"Puff!"

"The attack is invalid!"

"I saw it. It's not that I don't want to die, but that I can't die at all. If I could die, I would have committed suicide two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years ago. In this lonely and quiet space, I could endure it for a year before I decided to commit suicide. It was up to my tenacious willpower." Feng Yi said helplessly.

...

After chatting with Feng for a while, Ling Xiangtian and Feng went offline with a sad look on their faces.

Ling Xiangtian, who was offline, saw his wife's game warehouse running, and his depressed mood was wiped out: "Xiaorou finally thought about it, playing games may divert her attention."

"Master Ling, what do you need?"

As soon as Ling Xiangtian walked out of the room, the butler of the Shepherd God asked politely.

"Well, please prepare some snacks for me." At this time, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and there were still 2 hours before supper, but Ling Xiangtian, as a genetic warrior, had a lot of food.

It’s also idle, so it’s better to eat something to pass the time.

Not long after Ling Xiangtian sat in the restaurant, Shenmu appeared in a blazing momentum.

Ling Xiangtian looked at Shenmu in surprise, "Aren't you playing games or accompanying Lingling at this time?"

"Xiangtian, something big happened, it's a big big thing." Seeing Ling Xiangtian's appearance, Shenmu saw at a glance that Ling Xiangtian didn't know everything Luo Xiaorou did in the game.

Ling Xiangtian felt nervous. After experiencing the attack and his wife had a miscarriage, Ling Xiangtian was particularly afraid of hearing the word "what happened".

In Ling Xiangtian's anxious expression, Shenmu explained: "My sister-in-law is recruiting soldiers in the game and is going to launch a large-scale war. At this stop, I calculated that no matter what area it is to attack, the money spent is at least 200 billion."

"Uh..." Ling Xiangtian's forehead was black.

Seeing Ling Xiangtian's appearance, Shenmu hurriedly said, "Xiangtian, please stop your sister-in-law from doing such thankless things." While speaking, Shenmu felt much more relaxed. Hehe, seeing that you don't care about money, now your sister-in-law spends hundreds of billions in one breath. If you don't feel sorry for you, then you are a god.

However, in Shenmu's expectant gaze, Ling Xiangtian cursed: "Bastard, why is it just spending money? It's just about spending money? It's about making money. You're in a hurry and I think something bad happened. I warn you, next time there will be such trivial things, you will talk to me so nervously, be careful that I will beat you all over the ground for your teeth."

"..." The divine wood instantly petrified.

Seeing the appearance of Shenmu, Ling Xiangtian said lightly: "There are some desserts here, do you want to eat them?"

Hearing Ling Xiangtian’s question, Shen Mu smiled bitterly: “Brother, you are my biological brother. That’s a huge investment of 200 billion yuan and no returns. Can’t you feel heartbroken and let me treat you like a human?”

"If you don't eat, it's just 200 billion yuan. My current activity assets seem to be 800 billion yuan. Even if Xiaorou spends all of it, I won't frown."

The money is gone, and he can make it again. After the monster siege with the Red Legion last time, he jointly acquired equipment from all over the world. He invested 500 billion yuan, and this 500 billion yuan suddenly turned into 900 billion yuan, making a super amazing wealth all at once, and it came faster than any previous way of making money. The Red Legion followed the trend and invested less than Ling Xiangtian, so he made a part less than Ling Xiangtian.

The country earns more money than the individual earns, which makes Fengyun feel very unbalanced and keeps urging Ling Xiangtian. If there is a way to make money, don’t forget to tell him. Next time, no matter what, he will definitely not be so cautious, but will use the Red Legion’s vault funds to make money wildly.

For him, making money is too simple as long as the game is not closed.

"Crazy, you and your sister-in-law are both crazy." Seeing that Xiangtian was not something that his sunshine could measure, Shenmu left angrily.

He didn't want to contact the prodigal son in front of him for a moment. He simply abused and beat the weak heart.

After Shenmu left, Ling Xiangtian murmured: "I spent a lot of money during this period, and I was trapped in the Abyss Palace. It seems that... if I want to make money again, I can only continue to cooperate with Fengyun."

If the Chinese region launches such a large-scale war, its strength will definitely be consumed. Of course, just reveal the method of making money and let the Red Legion make world wealth, so that the impact of this consumption can be maintained.

It’s not that Ling Xiangtian doesn’t want to make more money directly, but that his wealth is already amazing enough. If he continues to make money like this, it will really destroy the balance of the game. In this way, he will become a target that countries want to kill.

Soon, it was supper time.

The Shenmu family had already prepared a sumptuous dinner.

The moment before dinner, Luo Xiaorou came late. At this time, she sat at the dining table in a proper manner, and her eyes were dodging when she looked at her husband.

"Xiangtian won't be angry with me, right? I spent 200 billion yuan at once..." Luo Xiaorou said worriedly.

"Come on, Xiaorou, this is the ginseng soup I asked my servants to prepare for you. You are sick now and need to replenish your body." Shenmu's father Mu Ya said very concerned.

"Yes, sister-in-law, just drink more soup, this soup can nourish your body." Ling Ling persuaded. She is now erect and basically doesn't play games, so she doesn't know everything her sister-in-law does in the game.

"Come on, drink some, I'll feed you." Ling Xiangtian spooned a spoonful of soup and delivered it to his wife's mouth. At the same time, he said to Shenmu's parents: "Thank you uncle and aunt."

"What are you talking about? We are all a family. It would be too polite to say thank you. Besides, we all like Xiaorou. It is normal for us to be kind to her." Shenmu's mother Fang Li said with an unhappy look on her face.

Luo Xiaorou drank a spoonful of obedience, and then she made up her mind, as if the child who had done something wrong, whispered: "Xiang..."

Before Luo Xiaorou could finish her words, Ling Xiangtian smiled faintly: "Why, isn't 200 billion enough to spend? If not, then you can add another 500 billion. Anyway, money is made to spend, and your husband is the most profitable person in the world."

Everyone on the dining table, except Shenmu, was confused. What would cost 200 billion yuan?

Amid everyone's doubts, Shenmu briefly talked about what his sister-in-law Luo Xiaorou had in the game.

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“…”

“…”

Everyone was speechless for a moment. In the end, everyone whipped their mouths and wanted to persuade them, but they didn't say it in the end.

Indeed, Ling Xiangtian is at least the most profitable person in the world. The money belongs to him. He can use it as much as he wants. On the issue of money, they have no say in Ling Xiangtian at all.

"Xiangtian, thank you." Luo Xiaorou said with a sigh of relief.

After hesitating for a moment, Luo Xiaorou said, "Xiangtian, I'm almost gone. When I go back to the game, I cancelled this event. For the players who have been hired, I can just give them some of their gold coins as compensation."

Luo Xiaorou's words made everyone agree very much. However, they were about to praise Xiaorou for doing what she did right, but before she could say it, Ling Xiangtian retorted: "Fight, you must fight. If I had wanted to start such a large-scale war very early, I was just busy doing other tasks. I didn't expect that our couple would really have a good relationship."

Everyone's mouths were only twitching, spending amazing wealth, but they even made them feel in harmony.

"Xiaorou, otherwise it will be a little bigger. 100 million players will not have much effect at all. It is better to hire 200 million players of medium and lower levels to beat the other party at one time." Ling Xiangtian said proposingly.

If someone else said such a thing, he would definitely be pretending. But the person who spoke was Ling Xiangtian, and Shenmu would never think that he was just talking.
Chapter completed!