Game of the World Tree

The big wind is like a wolf, and the land is shouting.

The banner on the earth wall is blown from the wind, and it is even more directly from the flagpole.

The sky is dark, Huangsha and the gravel dance in the air and play the tent.

The sand is sturdy ...

For the death of the death of Huangsha, the sandstorm is a common weather.

After opening the death desert plot, the players did not encounter.

However, it is a big sandstorm to be ahead.

Differently dark, flying sand.

It is clear that the whole world has come to night.

Natural heart community resident.

Li Mu stayed in his tent, listening to the whistling wind and patted the account.

He looked at the time of the game system, went to the account, and carefully opened the corner of the tent ...

With his movements, the wind immediately fed in, wrapped in a dense yellow sand, like the rain, usually hit his face.

In an instant, Li Mu only felt a stinging in his face, a kind of suffocation.

He coughed a few times, and quickly put the door of the tent and tied his pain.

Between the moment, a layer of yellow sand has been accumulated on the ground.

After a few times, I pushed the sand in the mouth when I coughed, Li Mu didn't help but curse:

"This is the ghost weather ... really delayed."

"Elf Kingdom" is good.

Sometimes it's too much to pursue the real feeling, but it will bring all kinds of inconvenience.

Take this kind of sandstorm, it will last for a long time to one day.

In this time, the players can't go out at all, otherwise you will experience what is called sandstorm.

One accident, maybe I will directly GG, I am sent back to the world ...

no way.

Even the players are getting stronger and stronger, but breathing is still working properly.

This extreme weather can not breathe at all, even if it is a silver player, I have to suffocate in the outside.

And this is all precedent ...

Sigh, Li Mu shook his head without helpless.

The offense of the echo has been over for a two days.

After dispatched by the attack, the semi-orc people didn't seem to be afraid to be afraid, never came out in the sandstorms.

Players, they have to continue to pick up the previous strategy and start attacking the tribes near the half-orc.

Today, Li Mu has a plan to bring a member of the guild, continue to go out to find the half-orc tribe that can graft.

But it seems that it should be bubbled ...

Sandstorms have grown.

Players can only be old in the tent, or the authenticity of the drove is sent back to the elf, or directly under the line and wait for the sandstorm to log in to the game ...

It's just like this.

Thinking acceleration, even if you stay in the tent, the players can have a thousand ways to find out.

Chasing the play card writing homework, chatting code word reading novel, doing you.

The thinking of thinking is accelerating, many things can be refreshing, which is equivalent to three times the time.

But Li Mu, but thinking about another thing ...

"The troscopes you can get are getting less and less. Everyone's cohesiveness has begun to dissipate, and they cannot be dragged again."

He shook his head.

The war has last last for a few months.

The army has surpassed more than half a month.

During this time, there is a high task reward and a wealth of trophy to attract, and players maintain an amazing cohesiveness, and the more gains.

Just, the war is more and more, and many things are extreme ...

For example, players' enthusiasm.

The enthusiasm of players is built on the interest.

As the half-croaker tribe that can play is less and less, everyone is enthusiastic to defend back is an obvious thing.

In addition, the previous battle has played a beautiful victory, but some players who have not played, but they are not happy enough ...

Under the layer superimposed, the players have appeared in the case of the players in these two days.

This is Li Mu did not think about it.

A victory, although she suddenly retired the half-thee, but also consumed the player's cohesiveness ...

Of course, there is also a solution.

The half-orc tribe that continues to find to play.

As long as there is a bigger interest, the players will choose to stay, as before ten days ago.

It is just that the players have robbed the players before, and the nearby tribes are almost messy.

And those luck have not been gone by the players, and most of them have started the rear division.

Especially after the semi-orc offense failed ...

So ... players' results, fewer and fewer.

The trophy cannot meet the needs of the players, some people choose to return to the elf, the monster, is very normal.

Take this opportunity to return to the elf, play, do not incense?

Why is you waiting for it here?

When I wait, it is yet!

This is a very little idea.

Just, when I am scattered, it is difficult to get together.

It is too far away from the elf, and there is a half-orcard's belief, even if the players dig a fate of the spider to the ground, it has established a long-established basis and smooth in the north, but the ability to transmit Quite touching ...

If the army is really scattered, there is really no way to assemble in a short time.

And now this terrible sandstorm, it is even more snow.

Thinking of this, Li Mu sighed.

At this time, his tent suddenly touched the sound from the outside ...

Li Mu was shocked and shouted:

"Who?"

Outside the tent, a cough came:

"Cough and cough ... Mastilese, it is me! Deformation Ji Gong!"

Deformation

Li Mu stunned, then opened the account, and then, a player wrapped with a cloak with a face mask, and the player fell in a layer of sand.

It is the president of the car human being.

The wind rolls in Huangsha drill into the tent, and Li Mu quickly put the account.

And the deformation of the tent is gone, take off the cloak, and shake the yellow sand on the body, while Tucao:

"This sand is really terrible ... The Huangsha outside is half a meter, it is really blowing a day, I am afraid that our camp must be buried ..."

"Yeah, it is terrible."

Li Mu nodded in the same place.

However, there is no concern.

What is buried by the sand, in the game world with magic, is not a problem.

"Hey, drink some tea and warm."

Li Mu took out the flower tea produced from the elf from his own home, and gave the deformation Ji to poured a cup.

Deformation, Ji Gulou, even busy the past, and praise:

"Haha, you know that Ms. You have a good thing here!"

Li Mu lost a smile, then said:

"Don't be poor, are you and Xiaoxia? Are you doing killing the wolf? How do you think that I am here?"

"Harm, not to play with the next operational plan, and then have some ideas, I have been going to talk directly to the chat group, but I think it is still better to face and the pastoral discussion. ... ... By the way, give Mupid, you come to a surprise! "

Next operational plan?

As discussion?

Li Mu stunned.

And I don't wait for him, and there is a series of knocking sounds again outside his tent.

"I'm coming!"

Deformation Ji has to drink flower tea, then wrap the homemade "mask" and open the account.

Then, there is a series of guys wrapped in a jacket to drill in.

In the blink of an eye, there is a lot of tents that are squeezed by more than ten players ...

And their ID is also those familiar with Li Mu.

Little salty, fairy bird, , de Maria, tomatoes fried tomatoes ...

They have a servant, a gray face, and the whole body is covered with dust.

Oh, no.

Still have exceptions.

For example, Xiao Xian.

Unlike other people who are full of yellow sand, her body is illuminated, it seems that it is not affected by sandstorms.

However, if she carefully observes her equipment, it will find that this incomparable dramatic magic robe on her body is flashing with the glory of profitability.

That is the effect that the magic that lives on the court will appear.

There is money to be a matter, and money is to do it for what you want.

I saw the little salt pulling the arm of the bird, and the first squeezed it, and smiled and said:

"Hey, Mi brother! Let's bother!"

The squats with the two have grown up, and the eyeballs will go back and forth in the tent, and they have swallowed water:

"I heard that there is a flower tea sent by Alice little sister. Where is it? I am thirsty!"

" ... This ghost weather, I ate my mouth."

Tight the later Demasia widen the mouth, while coughing and spitting the sand.

"I am looking for. Who let you not wear a mask? No suffocation is big."

Tomatoes fried tomatoes have turned over white eyes, they are welcome to spit.

After that, the high levels of other key guilds have also come.

"Let one let it make, feed ... you step on my feet!"

"This place is so small ..."

Players are,, the original quiet tent is lively.

Li Mu: ......

He looked at the high level of the major officials that appeared, a little bit.

"How are you coming?"

He asked.

"Hey! This is not to play the next battle plan when playing games? Everyone has a new idea ..."

"I monsten to my brother, do you play together, otherwise, let's discuss it online."

"Don't mention it, you can talk to the battle plan when you play the wolf, you are really toxic."

"Why didn't Ming Brother?"

"Hey, he will not come because it is because of dishes, it is clearly an anchor."

"No? Will you really have an anchor? Do you want to play the wolf? What age is this?"

Li Mu: ......

More than a dozen players, you speak in a word, and will run the topic.

Finally, Li Mu took the hand and attracted back to everyone's sight.

"Said the focus."

He said.

Players looked at each other, and finally, she was standing, and smiled.

"Mupid, has there any idea to do a big news after the sandstorm?"

"Big news?"

Li Mu picked the eyebrows.

"Yes, after the Sand Storm City, let's take the initiative to attack and attack half orc!"

I waved his fist.