Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

Thirty miles away and the forthcoming wine discovered the downstream soul of the club conspiracy to attack the west, but suffered from the identity of his deserters, so I was embarrassed to report to the club. Now that you don't have to report it to the club, there's no stake in it, and if you follow it, it's a gossip matter. Eight, or eight, that's a problem.

“Go, they're gone!” Thirty miles out, shouting at the forthcoming wine.

“Louder!” Will go in for a drink.

“They're gone.” Thirty miles away, whisper.

“I won't report to the club anyway, so what they do has nothing to do with me, go wherever you want!” I looked at the wine and laid comfortably in the grass, staring at the sky, my hands in my pocket, touching, touching, finally caught half a bottle of wine.

“Can you drink while lying down?” Thirty miles away seems like something more interesting to discover.

Without answering, he performed a sip 30 miles away.

“Appreciate it.” Thirty miles away nodded and sneaked up half his head and looked out: “Hey, they're really gone, go check it out! ”

“What can I see!” Will be intolerant.

“This link can't be grabbed. Perhaps we can start the next one here?” Thirty miles away seems to be a little more club-friendly or more considerate of club-friendly interests than it is going to be, especially at a time when this kind of individual does not have much crisis.

After listening to this, I thought it made sense to put the bottle back in my pocket. I climbed up and said: “Go check it out. ”

The two men moved slowly in the grass and kept their heads open from time to time. But as they moved, they couldn't see it. On several occasions, they accidentally pulled off a cluster of grass in front of them and saw a man and a woman staring at them in horror.

“I'm sorry.” Thirty miles away.

“You go on.” Add the wine to the grass.

“Two men!!” A man and a woman say...

Wind walkers follow Gilkino, creeping along the shore of the lake, not much faster than climbing into the grass and thirty miles away, which makes it a little bit harder for both of them to follow. The two of them also saw that their travelers could be escorts or follow a kind of mission, and NPC decided where they were going, so they felt more comfortable.

Gradually, the direction of Giorgino has become clearer and clearer, precisely in a cabin on the shore of the lake. Thirty miles away and the forthcoming wine can also be seen in this area, except there are no more lush weeds around this cabin, it's hard to hide, two people look around and try to find a location as close as possible.

“Shall we dive?” Thirty miles away.

“You don't know that tomorrow, there's anti-diving.” Will go in the drink and say.

“Which one? ”

“Behind the wind, the ghost was always looking around.” Will go in the drink and say. Printers Several of their pedestrians are singing about wine, 30 miles away, and will recognize this player called Tomorrow.

“Oh, let's have a look! ”

The two continued to look in the grass and suddenly pulled a grass apart and saw a player lying in the grass fully armed, which in no way looked like a player belonging to this realm. Players who mix tracks on the shores of Lake Cloud do not require equipment data, but they do.

Apparently, the man also heard the movement behind him, hurrying back and chopping the iron sword in his hand in front of him. Thirty miles away, pulling the wine and flashing backwards, surrounded by grass Cesar, countless blade arrows pointed out.

“What man!!” The movement was too loud, the wind and others noticed the movement, looking back here, all the movement stopped in a flash, thirty miles away and the body of the wine to be filled with weapons, just a little forward can send the two people away, but that flashing white light of death undoubtedly amounted to telling the wind that something was happening here, so everyone stopped the movement.

“Check it out.” The wind pointed to a player coming to check it out, and everyone's face was panicked, but at this point, one of the people in the grass next to him took his weapon lightly and stood up, holding a girl in his hand, and walked out unattended. Inkwind and others saw what was going on, and the player who was going to come and see what was going on returned to the team.

It's dangerous! Everybody's breathing. But the crisis is not over for thirty miles away and about to be consumed. It was only 30 miles away, pulling the liquor into the back and hiding, and then the situation went stationary, when the hand was still caught dead on the arm that was going into the liquor. The wine was very naturally stretched out of his right hand and gently caressed on the back of his hand 30 miles away. Thirty miles away was unknown, so I watched the wine go in towards him gently, then I pulled down his hand and held it to indicate I was leaving.

The surrounding crowd was a flash, and the expression became unusually strange. The weapons surrounding both of them were eventually put away, and the two were given a way out of the way, and the wine was then withdrawn from the circle 30 miles away.

The two walked out a section and saw no one behind them. Thirty miles away, they quickly retracted their hands and vomited: “Disgusting. ”

“Exactly.” He nodded his consent, took out half a bottle of his wine, wet his entire right hand, and then rowed the ignition tool, suddenly lighting his entire right hand.

Thirty miles away, but the flame is almost burning and extinguishing, which will calm the look on the wine's face: “Disinfect. ”

“I'd rather die.” Thirty miles away.

“I think so too, but now I'm a little curious about the intentions of these people. Sick again!” Will go in the drink and say.

“What kind of wine are you? How can it still be lit?” Most of the wine in the game isn't sold in the pub, and it won't be lit without strong alcohol.

“Match it yourself.” I put the bottle away while I was talking. "See those guys? ”

“Seeing clearly, in the clouds.” Thirty miles away, he recognized each other's club badges, and at the same time he was fortunate that he and the club badges he was going to drink were not worn. The deserters had to hide their identities.

“Well, they seem to be coming for the Indians, too.” Will go in for a drink.

“Strange how they got the message, the way they looked like they knew in advance, the way they were supposed to do it? ”

“Seems so.” Going into the wine nod, the two of them dared not get too close, and squatted honestly in their current position, one of them revealed half his head and looked at the cabin.

“They're coming in!” Thirty miles away.

Gilkino stepped into the cabin, and the wind and others were finally relieved, which was a very clear destination, believing that NPC wasn't going to go around the house and then come out and continue to drive so bored.

“You guys stare out there.” The wind set up a few people, followed the cabin step by step, the task was on him, of course he had to go in and complete the task with NPC.

Everything in the house is old and dusty. But only if a table is wiped clean, with a person sitting steadily on it, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, looking at the wind.

“How is it you!!” The wind broke out in shock. This man has no empathy, but he must know that even if he can't recognize the president who lived in a concert, he won't recognize him. Mr. Han, he is too bright and too recognizable.

“I'd like to know how it could be you.” Mr Han said. Prince Han recognized Feng, the recipient of the previous pit task, he was carrying the team to maintain, that is the task of this person.

“What are you doing here?” At this time, Feng could not understand what the other party meant. He did not move slightly, and when he heard his surprise scream outside, several people had already snatched in. It was very surprising to see Han's son sitting in this room.

The only thing that can make Tarzan collapse without discoloration is our great NPC. Giorgino walked around the house without even knowing what was happening between the players. Finally, he squatted down to the fireplace and grabbed an ash, which he unfortunately said: "No good, the drawings have been burned. ”

“What?” The impression of the wind shocked him. This won't allow him to study what Han family member, so he quickly went up to the task: “How could this happen? ”

Master Han didn't say a word, and nothing happened. He continued to sit at the table as an audience.

“Perhaps they did not want to be exploited, which is why they were burned.” Gilkino said.

“What should we do?” Ask the wind.

Giorgino glanced at the house and looked around, and the colour changed: “Someone's been here. ”

Everyone looked at Han's son, Han's son helpless: “Look what I did, the plot of the mission, does that mean I can't do it? ”

“Who's been here?” Ask the wind.

Giorgino shook his head and finally just said, "Maybe they took something. ”

Everyone looked at Han's son again.

Mr. Han jumped off the table and looked back at the crowd: “Looking at me again? You idiots, you've taken something. This is your new clue. If you want to continue with your mission, find it! As for what's taken away, of course it's the enemy. Is it a friend? So it's either a new NPC, or a hostile player in a city war. Is this my way through? ”

So Indochina and others asked Gilkino who he was, what he took, where he went, and so on, but Gilkino had to take something and answer it. Han's son shook his head in the sidelines and said, “What else? It must have been a thousand miles drunk or the sword ghost took something away, only the player's move NPC can not answer, if it is a NPC plot, will it not prompt you where you went? ”

A few people thought it was reasonable, but in the end, I was very confused about Han's presence here: “What are you doing here? ”

“Just waiting for the two of you.” Han said.

“Will they come here?” The wind and others' eyes lit up.

Han's son swept a few people's eyes: “With all of you, what can they do? ”

The wind smiled, of course the few of them were single, but they could call, and the trees were waiting for their news.

“You guys seem pretty confident? Is there a background behind it? Oh, you haven't heard from me, have you? The whole line of songs about alcohol will be picked out by one person a thousand miles drunk.” Mr Han said.

“What?” The wind and others glared.

“You're right, it's the whole club. On the other side of Yunling, archer thieves lose most of their jobs. Finally, they choose to retreat, and their opponents are only a thousand miles and a half drunk.” Mr Han said.

A few people are facing each other.

“What's wrong with you boy?” Mr. Han begins to ask, “You're not singing to wine now, are you? You jumped in with a mission? Who bought you? ”

“That's my freedom. Didn't you quit the club?” Printer said.

“That is true… but I have not betrayed evil by doing what is in the interest of the selling house for the good.” Son Han despises.

“Don't make it sound so bad! I sold it to the club?” The Indian wind became angry with shame.

“You are your own man, but the task is supposed to belong to the congregation, remember that you received it as a congregation.” Mr Han said.

“That's right, it's just a pity I'm in my current capacity.” Printer said.

“Aren't you naive enough to prove yourself with a setup… dare you say that you only discovered the task after joining the new club? Attention, I'm talking about discovery, not collection!” Mr Han said.

When the wind stops, there's nothing to say about it...

“Trash!” Han's son scorned him and walked out the house.

Indian wind is already biting teeth, but he didn't dare to move. As a member of the song about alcohol, everyone has heard a lot about the ability of Han family member. He is now here alone with no fear. Indian wind believes there must be some arrangement. I really think he is weak and bullied, that would be a big mistake.

Patience! The wind tells itself that the task is important at this time. Once you are strong here, the task will be gone.

With this in mind, the wind hardness was not seized, watching Han's son walk out of the cabin, and then listening to him shout: “Take care of the President, there is a door-to-door task here, would you like to take over? ”

“Fuck!!!” The Indian wind is furious. If the other party already has thoughts and people, the task may not be able to be preserved. Instead, let's put an end to the evil feeling of the Han family first.

Printed wind called everyone to do it, and it turned out that there was a man up in the grass with a giant sword: “Forget it, we're not coming. ”

As soon as the wind heard there was still this turning point, it prompted everyone not to do it.

“Oh!” Han nodded, “Then let me nod for my old host. ”

“Whatever.” Gu Xiaoxiao said.

Indian wind was about to faint. He hurriedly greeted everyone to take down Han's son, but Gu Xiaoxiao made a gesture. Han's hand waved and countless people stood up in the grass. Arrows and arrows had already attacked this way. Although Indian wind and others concentrated their fire to greet Han's husband, he waved his staff to restore his life. He walked away as if he were free to drink a sip.

The wind and others went, and the grass burrowed out of countless romantic heads and stared. Thirty miles away and going into the wine is also watching blindly.

“Ah, it's Han's son!!” Thirty miles away.

“I see.” Will go in for a drink.

“Is he in the clouds? ”

“Don't know.”

“How did the people in the clouds get here to rob the mission?” Think thirty miles away.

“Don't know.”

“Should I notify the club? ”

“Don't know.”

“I don't know you...” Thirty miles away despised.

Outside the cabin, Han's son saw that the ticket had been cleaned up. He went into the grass and grabbed a player in the clouds and said, “Go look in the cabin. I highly doubt there's a mission there. ”

Gu Xiaoxiao was right next to him, and he glanced at him: "Don't go, I told you we wouldn't do this. ”

“The problem is you don't do it now and nobody believes you. ”

“Whatever it is, it is our principle.” Gu Xiaoxiao said.

“Well, that's actually true. I just listened to a little NPC and their conversation in the house, and this mission is most likely linked to a drunken, sword-guy mission. So if we take it, it has to intersect with these two guys, how they hide, how they have to face us.” Mr Han said.

“It doesn't matter, we don't want that kind of task anyway.” Gu Xiao stubbornly insisted.

And the members of her club listened to her very much, and the chairman said so, and no one ignored Han's son, and returned to his place of origin.

Han's son was helpless: “If you don't take it, someone will take it soon. ”

“Then let them collect it.” Gu Xiaoxiao said.

“What a hassle.” Han's son shook his head and took out his telescope, looking in one direction and shouting: “I'm going to drink, you come out and I see your hair. ”

“Shit!” He's going into wine. He's about to get up and pull him 30 miles away: “Don't fool me, it's a fraud! ”

“Brother, my name is called out.” Will go in for a drink.

Thirty miles away, he found himself an idiot, helpless, and stood out of the grass with the wine, walking towards Han's side.

Caiyun had just surrounded these two people. At this time, their faces were different. They met each other at the same time, and the other looked for the other. It will not be well known. Everyone looked at their hands and someone whispered: “No hands! ”

“I'm sorry! ”

“That's right, so many people. ”

“Both of them had been drilling in the grass before. ”

“Cough, really...”

“What's the matter, your boy's running away again?” Master Han is as good as God.

“I can't fight. What if I don't run?” Will be facing the wine frankly.

“Running so far, I heard it was in Yunling.” Son Han suspected that the information was wrong.

“Life is in sport.” Will be in the booze bullshit.

“So you didn't see the exact battle?” Mr. Han asked.

The two nodded.

“Are you a song about alcohol too?” Master Han asked 30 miles away.

“Yes." Thirty miles away, Venono, like a little brother. This feeling is strange, don't say that Han is not a singer for alcohol, even if he is a singer for alcohol, he has no job, a civilian, 30 miles away is a leader of a practice team! But now I feel like I'm short.

The aura… this is the aura, you can only think of it 30 miles away.

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