Trafford’s Trading Club

“What are you staring at!! ”

Only a roaring voice was heard, as the warrior's 'Muscle Connor' stood up and unleashed his skill to jump to Thousand Fixes, but faster than ‘Muscle Connor' was a law school attack from ‘Green Dead Reservoir Water’!

The other three were also killed and eight demonized soldiers were instantly dispersed.

Chiu Xiu watched a person's head roll down on the ground, his body became cold, what was growling in his heart... suddenly awakened, for them, it was just a 3D game ‘monster’, not a living thing he saw...

He took a deep breath and once again shook his sword firmly in his hand, forcing himself to attack a magical warrior.

For him, being in the world, he has to encounter more similar requests, and even later PK between players... Even if PK kills only the characters in the game because of the game, he is obviously a living person in front of him...

How can he continue his career as a knight in the future if he can't cross this line?

Busy becoming a citizen in Central Guam?

The knight's sword eventually sliced off the head of the last demonized warrior. This wave of attacks is over, Thousand Fixes feels some slight tremors in the palm of his hand, his mood is a little complicated... into game time, not as good as he imagined.

‘Battle Song Gouda': “Whoo! It's dangerous, it's dangerous! Chishou, what just happened to you? ”

Qianxiu: “The network has been delayed. ”

"Green Dead Reservoir Water": “I told you, it must have fallen out of line. ”

Chiu Xiu hesitated for a moment and subconsciously said: “Just now… thank you. ”

‘Africans ~ didn't eat dog food yesterday’: “One team, no need. Besides, if you go to a death party, you'll be in a lot of trouble and waste your time. ”

‘Green Dead Reservoir Water’: “Don't ink, the ranking has been exceeded! With our current progress, try to rank the top 20 teams! ”

At this point, a white light flies through the sky, while a giant demon above the sky falls directly to the ground.

Everyone looked up and saw that the bright white unicorn was flying all the time. And on the unicorn, you can almost see a female archer.

‘Green Dead Warehouse Water’: “Shit! It's her! The forum just exploded, saying she smoked SSR's" Flying Unicorn "! I didn't think it was true! Crazy bastard, how much krypton is there? Flying monsters, apart from the turrets on the walls, now have players to shoot down! ”

‘Quick sheet * * * * * feels like she's looking for something... is it circling up there? ”

Chishou silently looked at the white unicorn with a beautiful female archer and suddenly bowed her head: “Let's continue to brush the weirdness, let's not waste time. ”

“Also... what, Chishou, I'm ridiculous, can you help me? This way, the water in the Dead Pool can drive the Auyi masses, which will be more efficient.” ‘Muscle Connor' suddenly said.

“Okay.”

Thousands nodded, and the female archer riding the unicorn seemed to have nothing to gain and soon floated away again.

After adjusting his mood, I don't know why, Chishou slowed down his rhythm, finally reluctantly being able to work with the other five people on the team.

The ranking of this team is also steadily improving. Time passes a little… until the end of this offensive war.

Next, the Triumph returns and receives the reward.

The ranking of the team was quite good, and it finally hit a wave, successfully stabilizing the seventeenth place in the region's overall ranking. Though not comparable to the top ten first steps, it is an impressive harvest for Chishou, who has no Kryptonite route at all.

In addition, his personal ranking was thirty-seventh… which was also a satisfactory achievement for him, who was equally devoid of fortified equipment before the beginning.

Squeeze out of the NPCs that receive rewards - there are too many people who come to receive rewards.

- ‘Song of War' has submitted a friendship application to you.

- ‘Quick sheet * * * to you...

Qianxiu was stunned, and he received a one-time friendship application from five people. He looked at these people silently, choosing a place to agree… I don't know how long will the faces of these five people eventually remain on his list?

Probably... not for long.

‘Green Dead Reservoir Water': “Ah... tired and tired! But the harvest is okay, Gouda. Can we celebrate a little? Have a drink? ”

‘Battle Song Gouda': “Okay, we should celebrate, haha! Chiu Xiu, what good tasks are you going to do in the future, remember to yell! ”

Communication in the game has always been simple and straightforward.

Chishou simply said a good word.

He silently watched the characters of the 'song of war' vanish in front of him… their so-called celebration, I'm afraid, is outside.

Thousands of silently looked at the emptiness in front of them and took another unconscious look around… There seemed to be a lot of people who logged in and left, while some of the characters stood still, probably hanging here.

The original lively winning spot suddenly became cold.

Thousands of repairs looked up at the closing sky, just after the battle the city was bloody, those damaged walls were slowly recovering, all naked, magical and magnificent.

Instead, he had the illusion that the sky here seemed bleak and the streets dark... here, it seemed to be no different from his humble rental house.

Thousands of repairs also feel hungry, and it's the kind of hunger that turns your bowels. He watched the sunset in the distance and muttered to himself: “When was the last time... you went out for dinner? ”

……

In the spacious bedroom, the woman who gradually wore a spacious dress to cover her body slightly exhaled.

She looked at the clock next to the desk and stood up and turned off the screen on her computer - ignoring a bunch of flashing friend application tips on the screen game interface.

Long sweaters simply cover women's thighs in extremely short positions. She's used to not making too many restraints in the room. Slightly pulled open the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows and a touch of orange light shone into the room.

The glass is reflective of a young, beautiful look.

The phone rang suddenly, the woman frowned, glanced at the name on your correspondence record, and finally chose to answer —— it was a low, man's voice.

“Soft? I'm not coming back for dinner tonight. ”

The woman... the woman named Xiao Liu was unhappy: “Are you going to the woman's house again? ”

“Mind your own business, just stay home. ”

Little Zoe smiled coldly: "Home? What house? No one in the morning, no one at night... you tell me, what house? ”

“I probably won't be back tonight, that's all. I've got a dinner appointment and a rush. ”

The man soon closed the line.

Little soft threw her phone out, smashing it in front of the glass mirror on the dresser, smashing the glass, while also breaking her appearance on the mirror.

She straightened the curtain, stuck her head in a luxurious queen bed and went back to sleep.