Su Muqiu's life purpose is to make money, pay off student loans, and treat illnesses.
Therefore, playing Glory is for money; practicing contemporary is also for money.
As time went by, she became proficient in all professions and was pretty good at them. She accepted every order, and her life was considered stable.
Until she collected money to rob the boss and offended the god of plague in the tenth district - Lord Grim.
At this point, he sticks to it like a dog-skin plaster, and from time to time he gives out suggestions: You are very good at summoning, but you don't care about the blood volume. Why don't you try to play professionally?
Su Muqiu rolled her eyes: Hehe, it's better to study and play games than to eat.
Salary 4,500, weekends off, food and accommodation included.
I can also sell the materials I usually type, and I can also take orders during my daily break... The network manager.
Her salary is 3,000, four days off per month, and food and accommodation are not included.
Dry! What I do is a network administrator! ! !
Su Muqiu took her bag and went, but she never thought that she would be provoked by Excellent Era.
She was sent to fight for a few times, but as she continued to fight, the actions of the person in front of her became more and more violent, which was not like the fighting method of a battle mage at all.
More like a mad swordsman.
"Why did you give up the Mad Swordsman?" The battle mage still wanted an answer despite his remaining health.
"Sun Xiang?!"
The others exclaimed and ate their melons.
But Su Muqiu directly hit the target without mercy: "You gave up first."
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"Apply 'Muyun Qiuying' as a friend!"
"Apply 'Muyun Qiuying' as a friend!!!"
"Sorry, you have been blocked by 'Muyun Qiuying'."
Sun Xiang gritted his teeth: "Su Muqiu! I didn't agree to break up, so it doesn't count!!!"
*CpSun Xiang
*We will build a team together later
Small theater:
Su Muqiu had just arrived at Xingxin Internet Cafe and had lunch with Ye Xiu and the others.
"By the way, I forgot to ask you what your name is? You can't keep calling Mu Yun Qiuying, right?" Ye Xiu finally remembered what he had forgotten.
"Su Muqiu." She replied calmly.
The water glass in Ye Xiu's hand suddenly fell to the ground, leaving only a fragment.
Intention: Glory is not a one-person game