Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

Knife chopped off, Gu String's eyes looked and lay down before being chopped under the knife, can only rise very reluctantly.

This is much faster than anyone would have expected. The guy who posted like mud on the ground the last second suddenly bounced like a spring and flew halfway through the air.

The player who waved the knife jumped greatly. The knife he had struck was actually under the other party's body at this time. He wanted to adjust it. He just felt dark in front of him and his foot had been deeply imprinted on his head.

He tried to fight back, but didn't expect the other party to chase him faster than he did, and he had a second foot on his head.

Others felt more sincerely that it was a great show than this one. The flying fighter, who had already stepped on this sword-wielding warrior in the blink of an eye, struck a few more punches after his body had fallen within a certain range.

Fighter players who witnessed this scene were even more drunk... could they still do "heavy punches”, “hook punches”, “kicks” in the air? Uh, wait... can I do "throw myself" like this?

After suffering a mess of fists and feet, the poor soldier was pulled out of his shoulders at the last moment before Gu String landed, and he easily headed down, Gu String borrowed and stayed in the air for a little while, while the soldier was quickly and smoothly dropped and a dog ate the shit.

“Is this a throw? Is that a hug?” In the discussion of the players around him, the fallen warrior painfully threw a middle finger at this work, which his brothers had forgotten, incarnating into white light.

“Ah!!!” The crowd realized that this was a battlefield, not an official fighter battle demonstration, and one of their companions had been solved by an unprecedented series of hits.

It was only then that Gu Chong slowly landed. For example, the people who had woken up in their dreams had quickly surrounded him.

“What a hassle!” Gu Zhong looked up at the empty sun, some in love, then saw the white light flashed and disappeared.

“Well, who did?” The leading party core figure is also a generation of masters, who didn't find out who hung him up this time, very confused.

Everyone was confused, face-to-face, and the voice of "I didn't” fluctuated.

Finally, someone reacted, pointing to the center of the scene and shouting: “Is it, is it...”

“What is it?” Everyone looks at him.

“Is it forcibly offline?” This man has finally made up his mind.

It boils, and the crowd boils again.

They finally discovered that the master had their unparalleled qualities.

“Doesn't it matter if it's not the death level rather than the forcible downline?” At the core of the team, there was some confusion in looking at a buddy.

Everyone nodded. There is little more to lose than the unknown horror of forcibly off-line, which is the consensus in the current player crowd. And the more expert you are, the less dare you forcibly go offline. What if a rare skill is put back in gear? What if a great piece of equipment is back in gear? This is not something that hasn't happened. Such a large group of players, such as these tragedies, have happened and come out crying, so everyone is getting more cautious. Every day before the game, we check to see if there are any electricity bills owed, whether the internet bills are paid on time, whether there is a safety risk of a sudden fire in the house... Otherwise, there is a loss of forced downline due to these objective reasons, thanks to?

But what kind of spirit is it that right now, the top 10 members of the Dom Fighter, who are unambiguously forced off the line in the siege?

“It was an accident…” people argued, and they couldn't believe that someone had that spirit.

“Should be!” The core of the team made a very mature statement, "Guys, wait. ”

Everyone nodded, if it was an accident, then after the accident was ruled out, the other party would definitely rush into the game to examine themselves, the result...

A few minutes later, a few people looked at each other embarrassingly: "Probably not coming? ”

“Probably...”

“Still waiting? ”

……

On the other side, the Sword Ghost followed Gu Flying Road and looked back at the whole plot. Gu Chongxiao sprinkled up and hit the warrior's hand for a second, making the sword ghost once again certain that he could never be the opponent of this person... Then, after being surrounded by people, he forced himself off the line. This blatant attitude makes the sword ghost more certain: this person is definitely not a serious online player...

When the two men rushed to the woodshed, the group of people who were closer to them were guarding the bodies around the place where Gu Chong was forcibly down-line, while a group of people from the other side of the government building were closer at this point.

The door of Xiaochai's room was rotten. Gu Fei felt he could shoot one hand, but he shook the door and didn't open it. Gu Fei had long noticed the rusty keyhole on the door. This push was just a test.

“Keys!” Gu Fei shouted, the sword ghost went forward and stabbed the key extremely smoothly. As soon as it was twisted and pushed, the door opened with a "squeak”. The two men hurried in and took the door with them.

The entire firewood room collapsed like that door, and the few holes left on the roof of the wall caused the room to finally have a bit of dim light. Both of them swept the house quickly and roughly. Instead, they walked toward a hole that could be observed outside the house and stopped at the same time.

“Well, they shouldn't be coming in, should they?” Gu Fei said.

“Should be," said the swordsmith.

Since the door is locked, then, according to normal game common sense, do not look at the door as it is broken, without the keys you will never be able to get in. It was with this inference that Gu Fei rushed into the woodshed room with a sword ghost at all costs. At that time, it was already a little urgent to throw the hook over the wall, and Gu Fei was not too sure, not to mention that the business was far worse than Gu Feixian's swordsmith. So Gu Fei decided to hide in the woodshed for a while, so how to get out later can only be said later.

“I'm staring, search this house!” The Sword Ghost continues to walk toward the hole at this time. Although it is inferred that the door cannot be opened, it is still a little sluggish. After all, the game is somewhat different.

Gu Fei began to scrutinize the house. Without the General Assembly hearing the sound of the door knocking, the knocking quickly turned into a powerful impact. The entire firewood room seemed to vibrate with constant dirt falling down. However, the broken wooden door is still overwhelming. Gu Fei and the Sword Ghost have finally completely relieved themselves: the system's own thing, is the cow!

Swordsmiths are no longer staring outside the house, which is more and more crowds, then together against a small broken door, Swordsmiths turned around and checked the house with Gu Fei, and said: "Do you think they will search for the sleeping assassin? ”

“Will you find the keys?” Gu Fei said.

“Well, the assassin wasn't here the first day, was he? You've never had a player here, have you? If you've been here, if you've seen such an NPC, I think you'll all be searching, but we can still find the keys today, maybe the keys are refreshing items, not the only ones.” Swordsmen are the veterans of online games and know the psychology of ordinary players very well.

“You're right, but the key didn't tell you it was in this room, did it?” Gu Fei said.

“No, but if they can't get in, and we can get in, they will naturally deduce that we have a key, and if they have such an unknown key in their hand now, they will definitely try it.” Sword ghost said.

“But no one has come to try it yet, presumably not yet.” Gu Fei said.

“I hope so! ”

“Whatever, hurry up and search. Anyway, I got in here and I can't get out of here for a while.” Gu Fei said.

Outside Xiaochai's room, the chairman of the fog, Liu Maple Sansiang, was also present in person. Originally, he led the forces in the front yard in preparing to build a strong line of defense against mass incursions, but it soon became clear that it appeared to have been a misunderstanding and the demobilized personnel returned to their original positions.

The two teams of men and horses dressed from around the government building were simply returning to their places of origin. Since Gu Fei was breaking through from the backyard that day, there was a heavily defended area. Just as soon as they arrived, they saw two suspects, Gu Fei and Sword Ghost, but they were surprised.

Originally thought there were several people sitting in town, including the wind string that seemed confident and proactive. Everyone thought that even if Gu Fei and Sword Ghost came in at this time, if they couldn't stop themselves, they would always come to the news. Who thought that the wind string that was skewed into was silent, finally let the opponent go silent, and killed one of his own.

After the core captain sighed at Liu Feng, he first dropped the wind strings.

“Relatives?” Liu Feng san sighed and listened to the two sources, also a little confused, and followed the drifting side.

Drifting grin: “I don't even know him well enough to know his relatives.” Drifting and Gu Fei are actually not very familiar. The number of meetings is even more numbered. For example, when the Sword Ghost sees Gu Chong, he can already perceive his resemblance to Gu Fei, but the drifting is far from this level.

“Now they're inside?” Liu Maple three sighs that it doesn't make sense to discuss the blood ties between the two guys at this time.

Everyone nodded.

Liu Maple three sighs and sees the key hole in the door that can't be destroyed: “Do they have the key? ”

“Or, the legendary thief's unlocking skills?” Some speculate.

“That skill was stolen by God, wasn't it?” Someone said.

“Swordsmen are assassins, right?” Liu Maple three sighs and drifts.

Drifting nods.

“Where did they get the keys?” Liu Feng's three marvels.

“Perhaps the day before yesterday, he snuck into the Government Hall to get the keys.” Someone made the wrong decision.

“Makes sense.” Mistaken judgment is also accepted.

“His mission is to assassinate Giordano. What are you doing in this little shithole?” Liu Feng sighed and circled around the room. He also saw the hole and hurried up to look inside.

After Gu Fei left the hole, he kept an eye on it. At this time, he noticed that the light of the hole was blocked and immediately knew what was going on. He grabbed it and threw it away.

“Shit!!” Liu Feng sighed and drank a few steps backwards. The players around him looked down deeply and buried their laughter. The president of the largest club in Don Xia Fog City, was dumped by a black grey face.

Late to update ha... OK, I admit, since there are no full-time awards this month, butterflies aren't very focused until 12: 00 or after, but on average at least one chapter a day will assure you, rest assured... Besides, this chapter doesn't seem to be after 12: 00 ha, good cow!! (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)