I use Yiyou to attack NPCs in the infinite world

Chapter 231 The car overturned
"What's the matter? That's my business with Wan'an, it has nothing to do with you." Xie Juanchao sneered, leaving only indifferent eyes on the clone, turned and walked out of the room.

"Xiao Yi, what are you talking about?" Wan'an wanted to help his forehead, so he could only call the Yi You system in his heart.

[The car overturned, what else could it be?] The Yiyou system doesn't care.

"Forget it, I also have a headache talking to you." Wan An rarely felt a sense of powerlessness.

She specifically told the avatar to stay in the house, and flew to the living room by herself to send Xie Juichao and Mu Gang out.

"Little Nightingale, stay here alone and be careful." Mu Gang knew that only Wan'an and Wu Ling stayed at home, so he was a little worried.

He raised his hand, and simply mentioned Dane and his accomplices one by one: "I will take these two bird thieves to the city lord's mansion."

"I'm fine, don't worry." Wan'an replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Xie Juan approaching her, raised his hand to touch the feathers on her head lightly, and said in a low voice, "Then you are at home, wait for us to come back."

"OKOK." Wan'an nodded repeatedly.

After Xie Juichao and Mu Gang left, Wan An went back to the room and released the clone.

The clone left Wan'an's room, and wandered around the living room, eyes full of curiosity.

"Little Nightingale, is this the table?" the clone asked while reaching out to touch the table.

"That's right, it's just an ordinary wooden table." Seeing him asking, Wan An thought there was something special about the material of this table.

In the end, it turned out that it was just a table made of extremely common wood.

The avatar smiled and did not answer, but focused on the vase placed in the living room.

He picked it out, and the few remaining vases in the living room were all earthy gold, which did not meet his preferences and aesthetics.

Thinking of the crystal vase full of flowers in Wan'an's room, the avatar picked up an earthy golden vase and returned to the room, his eyes fell on the flowers that filled the entire round table.

The flowers were all placed in crystal vases by Xie Yuchao, and they were placed neatly on the table, bright and beautiful.

With a smirk on the corner of the avatar's mouth, he reached out and took out the red rose Xie Juichao placed in the middle.

Pull the red roses out of the crystal vase and put the champagne roses you brought inside.

Carrying this bottle of champagne rose, the avatar deliberately placed it on Wan'an's bedside table.

As for the red rose he pulled out, the avatar replaced it into the earthy gold vase he brought, and placed it back in the middle of the table.

There are many flowers on the round table, and there are also many crystal vases. This one and only clay-golden vase is hidden in the center. If you don't pay attention to it, you can't find it at all.

After finishing all this, the avatar was satisfied and turned back to the living room.

He didn't see Wan An in the living room, but heard a noise from another room.

The avatar stepped forward with long legs and walked towards the room.

The door of the room was open, and as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Wan An lying on the bed with a crow, surrounded by various snacks and toys.

"Little Nightingale, the human bed is too comfortable." Wu Ling rolled back and forth on the bed, unable to hide the affection emanating from his whole body.

"This is the crow?" The avatar looked at the shiny black bird and stepped over curiously.

"It's called Wuling." Wan'an introduced.

"I am Lord Undead." Wu Ling jumped up from the bed, shook his head, and emphasized: "But now I am Lord Death!"

"I am Lord Death God, and Little Nightingale is Lord Mountain God, isn't it a good match?" Wu Ling stood on the bed and flapped his wings, looking at the clone with small eyes.

Thinking that humans couldn't understand what he said, Wu Ling looked away, sighed and shook his head: "Forget it, it's difficult for us to communicate with you, a stupid human who can't understand bird language."

"Whether you deserve it or not is not your wishful thinking." The avatar walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, raised his hand and gently pushed Wu Ling's head.

Pushed by him, Wu Ling staggered and fell into the quilt. It opened its eyes and roared angrily: "Stupid human being, you dare to do anything to the honorable Lord Reaper! You are doomed!"

(End of this chapter)