After the worries were gone, the mood became very good for taking me to hell.

"What?" Song Ci opened the microphone and asked aloud.

Because he didn't wear headphones, Song Ci turned on the computer's voice.

"We are going to clean up the level ten dungeon." As the anchor, Xiao Lika is of course responsible for creating a lively atmosphere, but she really didn't say anything this time, and the popularity of the live broadcast room has exploded.

"Fuck, this voice is so special Su!"

"As a man, hearing a man's voice was electrocuted, it's literally."

"Wow khaka, the voice of the great **** sounds so good, I don't believe it, I'm going to be a floating fan, don't pull me."

"It's a pity that the great **** is not in the live broadcast circle, and it is estimated that I will not be able to hear it again in the future."

"The wall crack requires the great **** to start the live broadcast, we will definitely support it immediately!"

Mo Xiaoli looked at the barrage quickly swiping the screen, and a little bit wanted to look up at the sky.

Sure enough, they are all fake fans.

It was said that she was a fan of her life, but she turned her head to fan and never showed up, only the man who said three words!

Seeing the comments in the barrage that she was asked to suggest that Floating Master should start the live broadcast, Mo Xiaoli twitched.

She is not acquainted with the great god, anyway, let's play a game together and cultivate some revolutionary friendship before it's too late.

Therefore, Mo Xiaoli firmly ignored the barrage.

The teammates didn't look at the level of other people, so Song Ci guessed that the other people hadn't reached the fifteenth level.

Moreover, now that she is on the team, and there is an anchor in the story that took me to hell, Song Ci naturally has no opinion.

"Okay." Song Ci was concise, and after speaking, he was completely ready to listen to the team's command.

"The Great God of Floating Life, come here for the tenth level dungeon first." Xiao Lika and the others are now at the door of the dungeon. They were going to fight directly, but they all joined the team halfway through. Now they will wait at the door of the dungeon first. Just a moment.

"Okay." After Song Ci was another concise word, he started to run the map.

Now she was looking forward to it, hoping that the egg could hatch a mount.

Don't be too powerful, she is very satisfied just by simply riding.

However, Song Ci looked at the hatching egg in his backpack. I didn't know that it would take the year of the monkey to hatch.

In about ten minutes, Song Ci controlled the game character and ran to the door of the tenth level dungeon.

During this period, in the team's voice, the anchor Xiao Lika and took me to hell, and other people in the team were chatting.

After Song's resignation arrived, everyone entered the copy.

After entering the dungeon, Fu Sheng asked all the questions: "How to arrange?"

When they are not allowed to play the dungeon, they will be discussed before entering the dungeon, but the current team, because there is an anchor in it, Song Ci is ready to cooperate and let people have a live broadcast effect.

However, Mo Xiaoli was also dazed.

She had only played the fifth-level dungeon, and she was already eighth-level at the time, and the fifth-level dungeon was very easy to pass.

There are no tactics and arrangements at all.

"I don't know, God, you can arrange it." Mo Xiaoli said immediately.

"This is not so good." Song Ci thought of the identity of the opponent's anchor, and felt that the anchor shouldn't arrange the tactics, and how did she let her come.

"It's okay, we believe in the great god." Mo Xiaoli said firmly.

Song Ci is speechless, believe in a woolen thread.

However, since the other party has said so, it is impossible to justify it if you don't agree.

So Song Ci still accepted the request.

"Then, let me arrange..."