In fact, Lin Dong just didn't know that Mu Qing'er's current state had nothing to do with the amount of spiritual power drawn, but was caused by the extraction of too much spiritual power at one time. Lin Dong is now in the late stage of spiritual gathering, and his spiritual power has been converted into a flow rate of about 1.65gb. Mu Qing'er's cultivation is in the late stage of the king. With Mu Qing'er's qualifications, the cultivation level of this realm is to crush the same level, and the spiritual power value will naturally be much higher. Let's follow the guaranteed one. If Mu Qing'er's spiritual power is converted into traffic, then there will be at least 10gb.

Think about it, if only 2.6gb of traffic is extracted so much, it should not have any impact at all, but the problem arises here. Lin Dong did not consider the traffic loss. The so-called traffic loss is actually easy to understand. That is, the real owner of this mobile phone is Lin Dong. If Lin Dong downloaded this app by himself, it would only require 2.6gb of traffic. But if Mu Qing'er assisted in the download, it would be a three-to-one redemption ratio. In other words, Mu Qing'er needs to consume 7.8gb of traffic to download the app of Yu Jian Fei.

To sum up, the 7.8gb traffic consumed by Mu Qing'er at one time can almost be said to have emptied Mu Qing'er's body in one go. If Mu Qing'er was paralyzed on the ground for a short time, it would be really a ghost.

But our male protagonist, Mr. Lin Dong, didn't know. Looking at Ms. Mu Qinger who was shouting in pain on the ground, our male protagonist, Mr. Lin Dong, was stunned and had no idea what to do.

Because Mu Qing'er's current state is like Lin Dong really did something to him.

"Ding Dong!"

A text message popped up, without any surprises, it was sent by the old man.

"You guy, you can do it. You can actually think of asking my eldest disciple to help you download this. You guys are so lucky. Now my eldest disciple has no resistance at all. You can do whatever you want. Come on, don't waste this good opportunity. I'm optimistic about you."

Lin Dong quickly deleted the text message. This old guy is too inappropriate. Is it time to consider this kind of problem in this situation? Now Lin Dong’s biggest headache is how to explain this to Mu Qing'er.

Mu Qing'er was still moaning in pain. Not only did he not weaken, but he became louder and louder. Outside the room, Zhang Lin and the fat man appeared, he heard Mu Qing'er's shouts coming from the house. The two of them couldn't help but pause, thinking about the possible scenes in the house, and their faces turned as if they turned ashen.

"Look, I just said, we shouldn't have come. The battle in the house is so fierce now that we two big men can't do anything standing here. I'm also a normal man, okay..." Zhang Lin cried and felt so frustrated.

"You decided to come, okay? I just made a suggestion. Besides, when encountering such a thing, didn't we think of it for a long time? What's so strange about it?" The fat man disagreed.

The movement inside the house quickly disappeared.

Zhang Lin and Fatty had only been driving for less than two minutes. This time, Zhang Lin and Fatty were both shocked.

"No, that kid is so fast?" Zhang Lin wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh because he couldn't tell if the people inside the house heard the movement outside, so he set up a soundproof formation.

"I think it's very likely that we were discovered." After the fat man said that, he turned around and was about to leave without saying a word, but was pulled back by Zhang Lin.

"What's the hurry? Since we are here, we have to say hello to our old friends. We can't just leave like this, otherwise we will seem rude." Zhang Lin smiled coldly, then turned around and knocked on the door.

At this moment, the door actually opened by itself, and then I saw Mu Qing'er's pale face.

Seeing that it was Zhang Lin and Fatty, Mu Qing'er's face could be said to be a little worse.

"You all heard it just now, right?" Mu Qing'er asked coldly.

"No."

"I heard it."

Zhang Lin and the fat man looked at each other, and then the two quickly changed their words.

"We were just passing by and didn't hear anything just now." Zhang Lin said awkwardly.

"Yes, we're just passing by, so we're leaving now." The fat man reached out and pulled the corner of Zhang Lin's clothes, and then the two of them turned around in a rare tacit understanding, raised their feet and were about to leave.

"Stop it, have I asked you two to leave?" Mu Qing'er drew out the long sword and pointed the tip of the sword at Zhang Lin. It seemed that as long as Zhang Lin dared to take another step forward, Mu Qing'er's sword would stab directly out.

Zhang Lin was frightened and quickly turned around, smiled and looked at Mu Qing'er: "Sister Mu Qing'er, we are all old acquaintances, so we don't need to draw our swords as soon as we meet."

"Sister Mu, Zhang Lin is right. We are now a companion on the spiritual boat and cannot draw the sword. If there is anything, we can sit down and discuss it carefully." The fat man was also frightened and trembled all over.

Then, the fat man was beaten, and Zhang Lin was the one who took action. Zhang Lin waved his arm and punched the fat man in the chest. The big fat man fell directly to the ground, but the fat man was boring and Zhang Lin's fist did not use spiritual power, so he could not hurt the fat man at all. For the fat man, Zhang Lin's punching like this is not much different from scratching.

"Fatty, even if I don't hurt to hit you, you must shout twice, otherwise it would be too disrespectful to me." Zhang Lin was so angry that his spiritual power gathered his fist. After one punch, the fat man's chest was sagging. Then the fat man spitted out a mouthful of blood, and then the fat man felt golden flowers appear in his eyes and fainted.

"Sister Mu Qing'er, I'm very sorry. I didn't control my strength just now. I was too heavy to attack the fat man accidentally. I want to take the fat man to heal him immediately. We'll talk to him next time." After that, Zhang Lin was about to pull the fat man away. At this time, Mu Qing'er's sword directly pierced Zhang Lin's right shoulder.

"Don't think I don't know what you were doing just now. For the sake of our acquaintance, I will let you go first." After returning to the scabbard, Mu Qing'er turned silently and walked into the room.

"You two go back to heal your wounds first. I will bring my husband to visit you tomorrow. You two sent someone to intercept my husband's account before, and it is time to settle it." Mu Qing'er's voice came slowly from behind the door.
Chapter completed!