Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

Sword Without Oath has succeeded in twisting the rope bridge, and his body size is as heavy as the battle is unharmed, undoubtedly giving great confidence to those behind him. No one will be worried about the quality of this rope bridge anymore, and most of them will not live up to their psychological fears.

“Don't look down, if you're scared, move faster. It's a game. It's simple. Come on! Quick!” The sword of no oath is clapping his hands here to encourage the one who's twisting under the rope, "good, it's almost there, just one meter left! ”

In front of him, his strength is naturally too much stronger than Gu Fei's, so he can easily help people up.

“Shit, I'm so noisy...” The man who was helped up was Han's son. He whispered in his mouth, pulled out his ear and stood with Gu Fei.

Players cross the rope bridge one by one, the sword without oath falls carefully, often checking whether this side of the rope loosens, then standing by the bridge to pull up each arriving player. The more people behind him, the slower he began to obstruct his feet. The sword without oath looked back and waved: “Keep going! ”

The newly formed team continued to move forward. Gu Fei also wanted to leave, but saw that Han's son had not moved.

“Don't you want to go?” Gu Fei asked.

“Look!” said Han's son, looking at the rope bridge. "No one has fallen for half a day. ”

“It's disgusting.” Gu Fei harshly criticized him while also standing by the mountain with his arms to watch. The sword of no oath glanced at these two people to see whether they were lively or not, it's not easy to say anything, he's not a member of his club!

Crossing the rope bridge is obviously more dangerous than the previous wooden bridge, but it is precisely because it is more dangerous that players are more careful. It's easy to live in the game. Seriously, nobody really fell. You know, when I walked the plank before, the battle was unharmed. It was just loud and loud. Others accidentally collided. Sometimes the fall occurred. I couldn't think of this seemingly difficult level of rope bridge, but nobody fell. It's just a little slow.

So one at a time, it's finally the mercenary's turn. There are more players on that cliff who have abandoned the rope bridge than have abandoned the wooden bridge.

Girls reborn with purple crystals are also a little stuck in front of them, and this time the test of courage is much more difficult than before. Letting countless voices persuade you to “play, it's okay” doesn't help either. If you repeat this nonsense, you can overcome your fears. Think of it as a TV show!

“It's really all right, grape. Look at me. I'll show you!” The grape girl whom the imperial gods loved was terrified at this time. She shook her head and did not want to leave. The impersonation of the imperfect gods repeatedly persuaded her, so she decided to demonstrate herself. Grab the rope and gently bend it down, trying to make it look very relaxed and smiling back from time to time to encourage the grapes.

“Look, it's easy. Come here, grapes!” The royal gods of a successful past stood on this side of the cliff shouting out loud.

The grapes looked frighteningly at each other, and the girls who were reborn with purple crystals had passed long before. None of the things left at this time found any confidence in the royal angels crossing the bridge. Face to face, I think I still have a common language with the guys standing under the mountain walls.

The sword of no oath stood at the edge of the cliff and shouted to this side: "Have you ever asked for anything else? ”

The players on this side of the mountain looked at each other, and a few members of the Son Elite were shouted, because the battle was unharmed and left there, hesitating and overwhelmed.

“Get over here and don't leave us with our back legs!” Han's son, the leader of the regiment, was the first to get angry. The bottle he hadn't drunk yet, he threw it straight over. He didn't smash it, and the bottle fell to pieces and spilled it all over the floor.

“Who wants to pass? Hurry up!” The battle was unharmed.

“Damn, tell me about you. You're pretending. Come here.” The Han family touched another bottle, but it was full. He didn't want to throw it away. He quickly opened it and drank it.

“I... this... um...” The war was unharmed and hesitant.

“It's all right, bro. I'm here. Can't you do it?” The sword without oath smiled.

At first glance, I think so. The sword without oath is almost as much as myself. He has passed, how can he not be able to do it! If you're afraid of heights or something, the battle won't hurt, but it won't hurt. He's mainly worried about his tonnage. Plus he broke the bridge once before, it won't feel safe.

“Come here! Speed!” Mr. Han shouted.

“Don't worry, it's okay. The bridge is much stronger than the one on the board.” The sword of no oath is a comforting word, and he has heard the story of the unharmed sausage.

The two men, a candy coat and a shell, finally made up their mind to let the battle go unharmed, leaned over and grabbed the rope firmly, shouted “Here I am” and jumped off.

Everyone applauded the unharmed momentum of the battle, and the roaring voice of the angels was in it: “The battle is unharmed, you pure men, fall down! ”

Unfortunately, this interference did not succeed and the battle was unharmed. The rope bridge was too focused and was the most focused of all players. Alternating arms, half a meter each time, the movement is in place, very rhythmic, and the expression is serious like a game BOSS. Everyone is crazy to watch. I thought this guy was so serious and so obsessed. If this is going to fall, it should be more fun!

I wonder if everyone's psyche really worked. When the bridge was two thirds unharmed, everyone heard the crisp sound of "boom” and the rope bridge suddenly broke.

“It fell!” The crowd cried with joy.

“Your uncle...” The unharmed sound of war was in the wind, coming out of the mountains, then everyone heard a loud "bang”, the mountain road seemed to be trembling because of that sound, countless players who had gone far sent a message to ask: “What's going on? ”

A faint cry came from under the mountain: "Pull me up. ”

“Holy shit, it hasn't fallen. Still insisting!” The royal gods sounded shocked and fell to the edge of the cliff and stretched their necks. Their unharmed hands were dragged to death on the rope and pasted on the mountain wall.

“Don't die, get down!” The angels roar loudly.

“You wait, I will throw you away when I come up.” War is unharmed and angry.

“Too arrogant!” The royal gods pulled out an arrow to break the rope: “Call the royal grandfather!! ”

“All right, all right, stop it!” Gu Fei came and shouted his angels aside and greeted the others: “Pull this guy up! ”

“Grabbed unharmed.” Brother Yu stretched his neck and shouted.

A few people pushed together, the battle was finally pulled up, laying on the ground, gasping, scars on his face, and his armor was hit by a twist.

Mr. Han gave him a brush with his answering technique: “What do you say? ”

“Yes… yes…” The battle is unharmed, not tired, too nervous. The kind of exhaustion that just got out of danger is not necessarily physical.

“Come on, this is your biggest credit. Let me give you a few more points!” Master Han said to the sword ghost.

“Mmm-hmm!” the swordsmith agreed, taking out the little book and writing it carefully: spiritual compensation, 20 points.

After a long time, the war rose from the ground unharmed, and the imperial gods sounded very visionary and fled from afar, but the great battle unharmed as if it could see through the red dust, ignoring this, only said one word after getting up: “Do you want to cross the bridge later? ”

“I don't think so.” Sword Without Oath laughed, "the brothers in front said they never met again. ”

“Oh!” cried the battle unharmed, waving: “Let's go! ”

So far, no cliffs have been encountered. Statistics on both sides of the Mercenary Regiment were soon completed, as a number of players withdrew without crossing the bridge due to courage problems. Especially in this case, women make up a large proportion of the players, which makes many of them extremely painful.

Immediately after that, nothing unusual happened. I watched the Oolong Mountains cross and suddenly there was riot at the front end of the team. The battle was not shaken: “Is the mountain road broken again? ”

“No. Enemy.” Han's son replied.

“Cut! That's horrible.” The unharmed waist rod is straight again.

“There's some trouble with the enemy here! Mountain roads don't open! So many players won't help, like we did at the end of the team, there's nothing we can do.” Yu said.

“I don't know what to do.” The imperial gods bounced and jumped, still unable to see the situation ahead.

“What's going on!” Everyone can only ask Master Han.

“The flashing weirdness is clogged in the mouth of the mountain, and it can't go down.” Mr Han said.

“What's weird? ”

“Bandit. ”

“What's so terrible about that?” Everyone despises.

“BOSS leads the team.” Han's son spoke softly.

Everyone is tight because, according to official statements, the Weird Fighting Power around the BOSS will improve over normal conditions and these Weirds will follow the leadership of the BOSS. The IQ of the BOSS is not much higher, and no more intelligent than a sly player. The crux of the problem is that when the little monster obeys the unified instructions of BOSS, the hate rule loses all value. For example, if the player usually likes to provoke, then it's up to BOSS to look at him. If BOSS doesn't give the order, you won't chase him to death.

The undoubted discipline, the only drawback, is probably at the conductor's level of intelligence.

“How's it going up ahead?” A few people asked Han's son.

“Falling back, organizing a manpower to make a run for it.” Han said.

“Well, then, come on! ”

“That's why we're being asked to go up there!” Mr Han said.

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