When he was assigned to Wang Yu, Wang Yu waved his hand in a grand manner and said, "Save it for tea!" The rich man with 20,000 gold is already the richest man in the game, and he doesn't care about those two melons.

"Nonsense, I didn't want to give it to you at all!" Ming Kendo Xue looked at Wang Yu, who was like a nouveau riche, and reached out to put the last thirty gold into her pocket.

Chunxiang counted out a hundred pieces from his purse and handed them to Wang Yu and said, "The money for those two books yesterday."

Wang Yu smiled and lowered his head to Chunxiang and said, "You should keep this money, just treat me as sending red envelopes to my child in advance... Thank you very much for what happened yesterday."

"Ah?" Chunxiang looked confused, not knowing what Wang Yu was thanking him.

Naturally, he didn't know that if he hadn't been offline to accompany his wife and touched Wang Yu's heartstring, Wang Yu wouldn't have gone to find Mu Zixian. If he had been late at that time, Mu Zixian would have suffered a loss. Mu Zixian was much more important in Wang Yu's heart than money.

After sharing the money, Wuji waved his hand and signaled everyone to be quiet, then said: "The Spring Festival event only started in the afternoon. Do we want to do something now?"

"Just hit the dungeon..." Wang Yu suggested that he was the only one who had never brushed the book.

Bao Sandao: "We are eight people, we are divided into two teams, either four or one or three or two, which is difficult to play."

"What kind of broken game? Are there no eight people fighting together?"
Chapter completed!