Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

The four major banks issued a single order. If anything happens up and down at the meeting, they all went to the resurrection camp to take over the task. At first, you want both of us to pick up, but then you find that you can only pick up one, so you divide it equally, half of you get drunk a thousand miles, half of you get sword ghosts. Then all the members of the stars romantically assigned the direction of the gates of Cloud City, with the intention of monitoring, but the city is vast, and the war is constant. Gu Fei's repeated entry and exit is not unreasonable. It is really difficult to be detected like this, but talking is better than nothing, and doing some monitoring is always better than waiting for fools.

“Gentlemen.” The famous dog-head division across the ocean reflects on the New Year's Eve speech: “From the way they've been drunk, they should continue this task. Several chairmen will be the target of their attack. I think it would be better if we gathered for the next time, not separately, to save more manpower. ”

The congregations nodded, and they dared not neglect to protect themselves anymore. Now they are going to disperse, bringing hundreds of people around each of them, and all four of them are going to take up a thousand or two people's time. And if everyone gets together, guard the hands of a chairman, and guard a few of them, and naturally the people who save can do something else.

“If we are targeted, can we just take the opportunity to set a trap?” The presidents discussed the next step.

“Is Yunmei safe enough now? He's already been assassinated once, stabbed again, and he'll be kicked out of town, and I think he's likely to be the next priority target for them as soon as they get drunk.” Reflecting the Year, Hua asks Mu Mu, a representative of the Pastoral Cloud Fair.

“Uh... okay!” This is what Sadness answers. Safe and unsafe, now no one can say, because the opponent is a thousand miles drunk, an existence unsuitable for the law of online games, as usual the chairman is safe, but a thousand miles drunk can turn everything into suspense.

“Ask Yunmu to join us, if you like! That saves people and is safer.” Reflective years, "he said.

“He really doesn't feel comfortable with us. You can do this. Your enemies in the cloud are responsible for the protection work. We all used to hang out with you. This can also save people. Yunmei has a lot of own people to protect him. What else are you worried about?” Back up, he said.

The mourners thought it was a good idea, so they immediately told their enemies in the clouds. In fact, how could the presidents of these big banks not have friends with each other, but they still send messages with mourning? This is a bit like diplomatic activity, where leaders speak their own language, even if they are proficient in each other's language, and then speak through translation.

As soon as he heard the suggestion, Shepherd in the cloud laughed: "Our men are here to defend us? Their men go on a mission, and all their points fall into their hands? ”

It's embarrassing to think that this method is really good. “What should we do?” Sadness asks, he finds it a little difficult to get home now.

“Just do as they say, but don't let us specialize in defense. Bring a hundred people in each house and get together.” The shepherd enemies in the clouds nodded after all. Because he also realizes that if he still chooses to be isolated, the manpower can only be excessively wasted and ultimately still be unfavourable in earning points.

The three presidents laughed and nodded after all the mourning had conveyed the meaning of their enemies in the clouds. Sad mourning all looked at the upstream look, he wanted to see if there would be any difference after this guy's calculations were seen through by the chairman. As a result, everything went as usual, there was no unexpected look on the upstream, but the organizers immediately rolled around.

The fourth chairman asked for a one-horse Hirakawa, with a wide view. They are well staffed and do not need any defense against ambush. When such a geosphere finds an opponent, it can quickly organize an attack. Each chairman brought a hundred subordinates this time. Coordinated, like those who specialize in the profession of magician upstream, he brought more magicians. The sword without oath naturally brought more archers. The imbalance caused by the excessive number of single professions was made up by the other two. Overall, the occupational mix of 400 people is perfectly reasonable.

“Three.” Shepherd enemies appeared in the clouds and greeted the Presidents of the Three Conferences, followed closely by the best priests in the club.

“Well, each of us leads our own brothers, and we will stay here for a while. What is the situation, acting in unison, moving in and out together?” Back up, he said.

“Okay!” The four nodded together.

The strategic approach has been defined, and some tactical details can then be analysed. The sword without oath, the upstream, the three enemies in the clouds were all directly confronted by a thousand miles of drunkenness, and all came up with the front-line information that they had been cut out. The Sword Without Oath side is still talking about a thousand miles of intoxicating powers, and the result is a backflow and the herding enemies in the clouds snort. Especially upstream, they lost a lot of money here. They thought Gu Fei was powerless, so they didn't know how many people died.

“Holy shit, no way, he patched up the only shortboard? So what are his shortcomings now?” Sword Without Oath said.

The people were silent, and the herding enemies in the cloud felt that it was bad morale not to say anything, so they said, “Hairstyle. ”

“What?” The other three had no idea what the word meant.

“I mean, a thousand miles of intoxicated hair, very disgusting.” Shepherd enemies in the clouds said.

“What does this have to do with his strength?” The sword without oath asks.

“It doesn't matter… but it's really a big drawback.” Shepherd enemies in the clouds said.

“Is his hair ugly? I don't think there's a problem!” Backflow up the memories.

“Very ugly.” Shepherd enemies in the clouds say for sure.

“I don't think so either, you...” Sword Without Oath feels the beauty of the enemies in the clouds is very problematic.

“Cough!!” Black index fingers coughed heavily twice. Don't you really have something to say about a man's hairstyle here?

The other three were aware of the breakdown and sat in a hurry.

“What are the drawbacks besides hairstyles?” Sword Without Oath said that he was no longer ready to engage with his enemies in the clouds about the drunken hairstyle.

Shepherd's enemies shook their heads in the clouds, he couldn't imagine. He shook his head up against the stream, and he didn't know. The sword of no oath looked to the black index finger, the black index finger bowed his head, he was going to say is also a question of power, I didn't think this patch had been hit, the black index finger can only curse the mother in his heart.

“There's nothing we can do. It looks like we're drowning him in the sea.” Sword Without Oath said.

“The question is, does the ocean have his speed of movement?” Shepherd enemies in the clouds said.

“A large area of encirclement needs to be concealed and then contracted directly.” Back to the top, he said.

“In other words, do we need to first grasp his movements before he finds us?” Black index finger said.

A silence.

“Anything from the people out there?” The sword of no oath cannot bear the agitation.

“No, there's a fart.” Shepherd enemies in the clouds are also quite avenging.

Each of the four clubs monitored the movement, and even spared no effort to join those unorganized and ineffective sieges in order to see clearly. Now there has been a broken jar club, I think the siege reaction is inconclusive, hurry to die 25 times to pull down, how many points to count at the end, just once as a handsome spill.

After another silence, the black index finger suddenly jumped: “Here we go!! ”

“What?” The other three looked at him hastily.

“The East Gate appeared drunk.” Black index finger said.

“And then what? ”

“Kill Chairman Yuntian walking in the cloud of the club, flashing...” The black index finger didn't actually read its own information, and it's silly to look at it.

“Walking in the clouds, that's also a family level 5 convention, not small.” Shepherd enemies in the clouds said.

“Chairman Yuntian, I know, I ask.” Back to the top, he said.

The clouds will be resurrecting the camp, very grievous. Yuntian is a girl, it is not easy to lead the club to level 5, the atmosphere is harmonious, love like one. Usually honest games, now the rules of the city war, once a thousand miles drunk, the Sha Xing is now the color of the conversation, but the clouds did not expect to fall on themselves. In the midst of the mixed war, a black figure suddenly flashed beside himself, the clouds didn't know what was going on, stabbed several swords, then one person shouted enough, then a pile of spells fell on himself, and the clouds went away. You can see clearly before you go, the person who comes out beside you, the black robe, the purple sword, the hairstyle... is disgusting.

Is that how you get drunk? Yuntian was reborn in the resurrection camp with this idea in mind, but the girl was careful, and just as soon as she was reborn, she found the systematic prompt, "You're dead, you've been hit with honor."

The clouds were so surprised that the word seemed to have just happened to the Mahjong of the Mahjong Club in the clouds, and his end was a 20-minute pause.

The clouds tried to walk outside the resurrection camp, but it was also a systematic reminder: the 20-minute penalty was stopped.

The clouds had just died five times before, and the 20-minute penalty had stopped, and it was clear that honor killings had resulted in 15 deaths. This cloud of shepherd enemies failed to test the data, the clouds detected it.

Yuntian cried, although she also understood that this was probably the task set by the system, the other party also fulfilled the duty of guarding the city, but felt very grieved.

And the walk in the clouds boiled down at this time, and the chairman had just been shot in front of them. It all happened too quickly, and they didn't even react. When someone called the priest, the chairman had been hung up. There are members of the Death and Resurrection Corps who saw the sky cry in the Resurrection Camp, told the people about the news, the crowd was angry, scolded for thousands of miles of drunkenness is not a thing, the killer did not blink, ruthless, and the disgusting hairstyle shows that the taste of this person is also poor.

Gu Fei sneezed and the fireball flashed all the way. Behind the fireball he continued to compliment: “Drunk brother, well done. ”

Gu Fei was somewhat dissatisfied and turned his head back to look at the fireball: “Did you mean it? ”

“Ah, what?” Fireball costumes are stupid.

“Lead a girl president.” Gu Fei said.

“It's a coincidence.” Fireball said.

“So you can identify the target at a glance?” Gu Fei said.

“It's probably intuition!” Fireball said.

“You bastard.” Gu Fei pulled his sword to cut the fireball, and the boy dared to play with the girl with his own hands. I'm glad I'm honest enough to cut the girl to death seriously, otherwise who knows how this kid is going to be tortured.

“Drunk brother, next time I won't dare!!!” The fireball was cut like a rabbit by Gu Fei.

“The clouds were hung.” Asked about the situation at this time, he said to the crowd with a heavy face: "The target is a thousand miles drunk, and there is another aid, cloud pasture, the situation seems to be similar to your attack. ”

Two shadows appeared in the mind of the enemies in the clouds, one with a disgusting haircut and the other rolling all over the ground, lowly.

“The clouds were also suspended for twenty minutes. But she died five times before. This means that honor killings have resulted in fifteen deaths. No one here has died more than ten times, right?” Back up, he said.

“I ten times...” The black index finger changed color. Ten deaths means another honor blow will cost you 25 and you'll be out.

“Why have you died so many times? I really don't know how to take care of myself.” Sword Without Oath is a great sentiment, he is also a warrior, but the number of deaths is less spectacular than that of his enemies in the clouds and his black index fingers. In fact, he was blessed by the accident, and after a thousand miles of intoxication in the morning, let him not relax to protect himself. And the enemies of the clouds and the black index fingers were serious about watching and sometimes stood up and sacrificed themselves to protect their brothers when they didn't know death was capped.

At this time, the sword without oath costume forced a little more ridicule, leading two people to a white eye, and at this time, there was no kung fu to fight him. Pastoral enemies in the cloud have been added eight times, adding these fifteen times and leaving twice. The black index finger basics are well played and you're out of the game with just one honor kill. Though everyone thought the guardians were thorough enough, they suddenly felt a little nervous again.

“Don't be too nervous. Maybe this honor killing doesn't count at all, just a 20-minute pause?” The Sword Without Oath finally has a bit of humanity and a reassuring analytical angle.

The upstream sighed because the news he was about to announce felt somewhat inhumane at that time.

“I just received another message that the president of the Guild of Megatron was killed by honor in the night… As a result, he withdrew directly from the war in the city…" he said backflow.

“What?” was immediately stood up by the shepherd enemies and black index fingers in a slightly soothing cloud.

“Could he have just died 24 times?” The Sword Without Oath is a bit considerate at this time.

“I'm afraid not…" Against the currents and knowing the night as well, a link has been made. Comrade Night, this is going to be cursing the streets. He died 13 times before and was killed directly out. The system gave a clear hint, and unlike the death of ordinary players, the president's death, the system added an additional message: the club of bamboo wheels falls back into the state of the dragon headless.

The dragons knew from the first listen that it was not a good state. The company now has low morale and no power to condemn. According to the description of the night, his death was more than cloudy. Somewhere, he killed an assassination. The person who completed the assassination went smoothly. The process was less than five seconds before and after. Except that the profession was a bandit, he could be sure, nothing else was known.

“Who's this? ”

“Sword ghost!” Backflow said, "We've had dealings in previous assignments, someone has reported one of his special skills, very similar to the description of the night, also very powerful...”

“Shit, perverts don't just get drunk a thousand miles!!” Everyone was horrified.

“Wait a minute! What's going on here? Why are they attacking all these clubs?” Shepherd enemies in the clouds said.

“Can't say it's a small club, can it? Of course, walking in the clouds and reincarnation scale are not comparable to ours, but they are all level 5. They are also small and famous in Cloud City. If you count them, I think they can all be among the top 100, right?” Back up, he said.

“So, once they're drunk, they're not ready for us now? All the targets were replaced by these clubs?” Sword Without Oath said.

“That's a lot of trouble. These meetings are now all separate and unprotected. Both the clouds and the night were killed in a mixed war with the NPC guarding the city, and their families couldn't even react...” he said backwards.

“Walking in the clouds, reincarnating the bamboo… who will be next?” The crowd was appalled.

“Shit, where are the drunk dreamers? Did the chairman really lose his mind? I can't find it Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa” Slim waist dancing growls on the convention channel at this time. She herself had a backflow task that could not be eliminated, so she pulled an assistant like Gu Fei. We are looking for the same Yanagishita who came back to us, and received the insanity of the chairman who would be drunk and dream of dying. As a result, this industry will be a task stream. Without the battlefield, the members of the group scattered around to collect the task. In this way, there will be no flags, fine waist dancing and willow fishing for needles like sea needles, circling and circling outside the city, and nothing will be found.

In addition, there are Royal Heavenly Ming, Xiaotian Xi, Yu, Yunxiang. There are also various tasks on the body, but the strength of these people obviously cannot be compared to the above three perverted levels, each needs several assistants. Among them, the royal gods are arrogant and arrogant. They must think that they are also at a perverted level. They insist on not being assistants and acting alone like sword ghosts. But even if he had the technology, he really didn't have the attack power to explode like Gu Fei, Sword Ghost or Thin Waist Dance, and now it's not the time to be killed by an arrow.

He was not at liberty, and he was finally assigned a staff member. Xiaotian Xi joined him in a group to carry out two assassination missions, then brought the rain of fallen, fierce and June, and the all-colored girl was equipped so that the royal angels could not refuse.

Yu and Yunxiang split up the seven people of Jiannan Yu, and each team went to find a target. They are well aware of their strengths: enemies are mostly focused on sieges, unprotected, and can easily be killed if they find a target.

Gu Fei and Sword Ghost are relatively lucky. The target line will pick a prominent flag. At a glance, people will find the target and kill it clean and happy. Other teams are now in the midst of a painful quest. And the thin waist dance is the saddest thing. When a mission is popular, it doesn't focus on the battlefield, it doesn't play the flag, I really don't know where to find it.

Where's the ball? Two votes a day today, so sad to say - give them some encouragement! (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)