The national god of online games is a girl

Chapter 402

Under the fierce "attack" of the audience, Qian Qiuhan had no choice but to bite the bullet and said.

"Actually, it doesn't take much time to make these skills, it only takes a week." Qian Qiuhan said.

After Qian Qiuhan finished speaking, the comment area fell silent for an instant.

Qian Qiuhan once wondered if the network was stuck.

However, thinking of the network installed by the guild, it is highly configured.

Even if their mobile phone has no signal, the computer will never be without the Internet.

Finally, Qian Qiuhan couldn't help but greeted tentatively, "Hello?! Hello?! Is anyone there? Why is no one talking?!"

When Qian Qiuhan asked this question, the comment area seemed to be frightened by his voice, and jumped out again.

"Damn it! The host is amazing! I made so many skills in a week! I can only make one skill a week at most, no, it's pretty good to be able to make one skill in a week!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..

"It's not me! It has nothing to do with me! How could it be me?!" Denied three times.

You look suspicious, well, maybe that's you.

No!All you see is an illusion!
I am so cute.

How could it be me!
They say you are wrong!
Meow (ω`)
We didn't say it was you, what are you so excited about?
……

In fact, this is not heartbreaking, Qian Qiuhan said next.

It made them even more worried.

Qian Qiuhan said weakly: "Aren't these skills quite simple? Isn't it just a matter of ten minutes to get these skills done?"

If it wasn't for being unable to enter the guild base, they would have followed the network cable to find Qian Qiuhan.

Then pull him out and beat him up.

How dare you tell me that crafting these skills is easy? !

Forget it, you actually told me that it took you only ten minutes to create these skills? !
It will take at least a week for us to create a skill!

"Come out, anchor, we want to talk about life with you!"

Uppercase bold font.

Qian Qiuhan trembled as he watched.

I don't want to go out with you.

You can tell at a glance that being on time is not a good thing.

So, I don't want to go out or something.

What's more, even if I want to go out, the guild won't give it.

"I don't want it, it's definitely not a good thing to go out and talk about life with you, and I don't want to talk about life with you either." Qian Qiuhan said.

There is a hint of arrogance in the tone.

"Emmm, Qiuqiu, are you happy when you get skinned?! Are you not afraid that skinned skins will break your legs?"

"Qiuqiu, why are you so skinny?! Who is it! Who the hell! You taught my Qiuqiu badly! My Qiuqiu was not like this before!"

Qian Qiuhan tilted her head slightly, and said: "The one I used to be was an illusion, and the one I am now is the real me."

In other words, I was originally such a skin!

whee().

Qian Qiuhan continued to hide for a while, but stopped.

Because he knows, if he continues to skin?Fans are probably going to hit him with a sledgehammer.

Self-control skills have always been Qian Qiuhan's forte.

No, to be precise, it is the specialty of all professional players.

As long as it is a professional player, there is no one who can't make their own skills.

So, self-made skills are fast, and there is nothing to celebrate.

"Add some blue potion here. After all, my game character is a shooter, and shooters also need blue."

"Of course, if you want to add some red potion, you can."

(End of this chapter)