Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

The broken arrow has completely lost room for rotation, which is a way of not returning to his own home. You can't kill your opponent, you can only be killed by your opponent.

Or, from the beginning, after he stuck the paper in my trigger, he waited for me to take this step myself. This guy isn't just terrible, he's very considerate. After this thought flashed in the mind of the broken arrow, the blade had already swept over him.

The pain does not seem to be very strong. More importantly, it did not have the burning sensation of being bombarded by the magician's flame spell at all. At first glance, Gu Feifei's double-flamed flame, which was originally wrapped around him, somehow disappeared. In other words, the sword in himself was only chopped by a magician, and there was no surgery to hurt him.

At this time, Gu Fei also swept an arrow toward the roof, backing against the wall. There was no broken arrow in his eyes, and he looked in the other direction, fully alert.

“Someone saved themselves!” The cut-off arrow understood that someone had attacked Gu Fei in an instant. To stop the magician's attack is also simple. With a slight hit, the spell will be interrupted. Gu Feishuan can't escape the law of the system. His flash of double flame was obviously interrupted, so this blow became a flat cut.

Yet there is no one on the street who can strike this blow, apparently by distance occupation.

Is that the archer from the club? The breaking arrow is speculating that an extremely fierce arrow has been heard whistling.

He couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows. He hated the way arrows were designed in the game, simply to remind the enemy. However, although he doesn't like it, he also understands that loud sounds in games are also a symbol, a powerful symbol of attack.

Gu Fei's agile turn under the roof, this arrow nailed straight into the wall. Wooden houses dominated the city, and the arrow fired directly through the wallboard, halfway through the body.

“What a powerful arrow!” The breaking arrow was astonished, and as a marksman, he was also the first to see such a fierce attack.

At the same time, he, like Gu Fei, has detected the origin of this arrow. Near the end of the street, an archer squatted halfway by the roof in a windy shape and looked familiar with the craftsmanship.

Just one hit was a sniper, followed closely by a second arrow. Gu Fei rolled on the ground one by one, “snap” two arrows in the ground. Gu Fei took a look at each side, as if to weigh whether to continue to solve the broken arrow or to take care of this unscheduled matter. But in this turn, his face suddenly changed again, and a fish leaped over the side of the street behind a pile of sacks. Another arrow flew quickly with the wind and the red light. Gu Fei had already avoided it, but didn't want the arrow to turn suddenly at this time. He chased Gu Fei into the pile of sacks.

White light!!

The broken arrow clearly saw the white light flashed after the sack pile. He was stunned and rushed a few steps. Gu Fei's figure had disappeared after the sack.

“Hang up?” He was not surprised when he broke the arrow, because he knew that Gu Flying had taken a snipe of his own. Of course, his life would not be full. He had just used it to move momentarily, and he was definitely still cooling. More importantly, it was surprising that the arrow he had just fired had a tracking effect. The shut-off arrow can be sure that it is not a tracking arrow, the tracking arrow is very slow, not even the magician's fireball technique, but the arrow is completely capable of sniping, at the same time there is an automatic tracking, where has it flashed?

Thinking of the strange red light on that arrow, the broken arrow estimated what a novel skill it was, and looking back at him, a bowman at the far end of his back was playing in the wind. Looking at her figure, she's obviously still a woman.

Gu Fei is dead, the swordsmen rushed out from behind the sack to retreat, but listened to a loud drink. A soldier on the roof flew down, his feet shook. With his arms lifted, the angry cyclone slashed wildly in the street and walked downstream, apparently toward the diving swordsmen.

Moving slowly during the dive, the cyclone cut off the sword ghost before hiding, so even though he didn't know the exact location of the sword ghost, it also blocked all the angles he wanted to exit.

The shape of the Sword Ghost quickly appeared in the air, and it was no longer realistic to escape at a speed in a diving state. Swordsmen glanced around and stepped onto the side of the sack pile, leaping all the way up, half of his body had climbed to the roof. The archer on the eaves opposite the slope immediately fired an arrow at his shoulder. The sword ghost trembled, but didn't let go of his teeth. He flipped up quickly, walked, and flew off the roof.

“Shit!” the broken arrow heard the soldier cursing, grabbing a sack and dumping it into the house.

The broken arrow is a little confused. Look to the left, look to the right, look to the roof. All three are undoubtedly masters. The destructive power of the rooftop archer, the strange skills of the female archer behind her, and the warrior's awareness of chopping the path back with a tornado, were all wonderful. Such a figure should not appear in the city of Lin Yin, where the most masculine men are the lurkers and, secondly, the thieves. Few other professions have heard of the scenery.

“Who are you?” The broken arrow asked, looking up at the kung fu, but saw that the archer on the roof had retreated, and the warrior on the street had also put away his sword and stood still there. Only the woman behind him, the arrow, walked towards him.

“Break the arrow.” The woman clearly called out his name.

“You know me?” The broken arrow surprised me and looked back. There were no more “you” at this time. The warrior had turned around and was ready to leave, leaving only this woman to talk to him.

“We've noticed you for a long time.” The woman said.

“Who are you?” The breaking arrow is confusing.

“The Lonely Eagle Studio.” Introduce yourself.

“Studio?” The shut-off arrow continues to wonder.

“The newly established, still in the ranks of recruiting and buying horses, has little fame. ”

“You wanted to see me? You think?” Of course, the breaking arrow can already understand each other's intentions.

“Shall we continue to stand here and talk, or shall we find a place to spread the word?” The two of them now have a masked face and a painted face, both of them are kind of hiding themselves.

“It doesn't matter.” I appreciate you guys saving my life, but I'm not interested in what you said about joining the studio. ”

“You don't have to say no so hastily, do you? Let's find a place to talk.” The woman sent out an invitation.

After all, he was the one who had just helped himself greatly. Almost no one had the nerve to refuse such an invitation. The broken arrow was no exception. After nodding, they both left the street together.

“To where?” The broken arrow asked.

“Whatever.” The other party replied.

“Then this is it!” The broken arrow points to the best place for players to chat next to their fingers, a tavern.

Shi Xiaotian was slightly surprised. She initially thought that the arrow should be reluctant to talk about this kind of thing in a crowded area, but now she has chosen such a tavern on her own initiative. This didn't match her expectations at the beginning, and things didn't seem to go as smoothly as expected!

Shi Xiaotian hopes to dig from each other's faces. She failed, her face was so abstract, she looked too dizzy.

“Then this is it!” Xiaotian Xiaotian did not hesitate too long and soon entered the tavern with a loud voice and a broken arrow.

Early in the morning, the players in the tavern said not many, said not many, Shi Xiaotian picked up a place close to the corner and the two sat down.

“What can I get you?” The shut-off arrow asked proactively.

Xiaotian Xiaotian said something. He was masked. He asked himself what he drank. Did he mean to remove the mask himself? Shi Xiaotian unveiled his mask in silence: “Whatever! ”

Break the arrow head, ask for two drinks, the most frequent player, the most frequent type. However, he had no intention of removing makeup from his face to reveal his original face.

“This guy...” Xiaotian Xi discovered that this person's emotions were very stable in front of him, and he was not susceptible to the environment or other people's actions. This kind of person could hardly perceive his inner thoughts, especially now that his face is painted like this, even some micro-expressions are distorted. It's really difficult!

Xiaotian sipped a sip of wine and wondered where to start. But I saw the broken arrow take the cup and say hello to her, "Anyway, thank you for your help. ”

“Don't be too polite, we have a purpose.” Xiaotian Xi said.

“Studio? I'm not really interested.” Cut the arrow, "he said.

“Is that so?” Xiaotian Shi looked directly at each other, "is it not interested or very satisfied with the current situation? Rest assured, in terms of treatment, we have excellent conditions. ”

“Treatment? That's not what I meant.” Cut the arrow, "he said.

“Oh? That's what you need, you can mention it.” Xiaotian Xi said.

“Studio, professional player, right? I am simply not interested in this industry and have no idea about this job.” Cut the arrow, "he said.

“Really? But as far as I know, you're doing a good job right now!” Xiaotian Xi said.

“What do you mean?” Cut the arrow, "he said.

“I mean the work you do in the extreme cold.” Xiaotian Xi slowly said this sentence, and the scroll of "Memory Black Box” has been used quietly under the table. To avoid leakage, everyone specifically asked Yuko to collect the use of the toy. There is only one point of use of this “memory black box”. For spells, the operator must use it continuously, if interrupted, it ends, and the scroll class, other than to keep the scroll open, there is no question of perspective. Audio within a sphere volume with a radius of the circle in the center of the reel is perfectly preserved. The duration depends on the magic of the operator. Whether you use spells or scrolls, the more power you use, the longer the fragments you record.

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