Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

“Buy people for money?” Everyone heard this suggestion, and it's an idea they haven't even thought of yet.

“Just helping to identify a person, no risk, no burden, I guess a lot of people would like that?” Sandpaper said.

“Such a person…” First class low temperatures thought: "Perhaps Inky can offer us. ”

Suddenly, Inky's name was mentioned again, and all of a sudden the adults in the discussion group were a little bit uncomfortable. At this moment, not many people are remembering Inky's reward. The countless losses to their brothers during the crusade have changed their attitude towards the very opposite sky from active aggression to passive revenge. Everyone feels guilty for their brothers and gives up the rewards promised by Inky, which can be done. But that won't do. After that, I'll face off my friends. No one can do it. At this time, the Inquisitive name suddenly appeared again, and so many people suddenly realized the original intent of their business, all of which was a bit like dreams.

“Of course you should look for Inky.” Sandpaper, the man who had just arrived and had just begun to work, certainly had no feelings at all, and he was still thinking about the reward of Inquisitiveness.

“Do you have any other comments?” First class low temperatures don't think of themselves as bosses and ask people's opinions very democratically.

Most people don't have much of an idea at this time, and first-class cryogenic analysis and sandpaper printing are reliable ideas, and even the first time sandpaper printing was very opinionated lemon yellow, this time without talking.

“If you don't mind, then let's go online. I'll get in touch with Inky. Or have you already contacted him? ”

“Of course,” said the sandpaper.

“Looks like even if we all quit, you're the only one left and you're confident you can keep doing this?” First class low temperatures surprise me when everything is ready for sandpaper.

“You have to give it a try before you know it.” Sandpaper said.

“Wish you a thousand miles of drunkenness!” Lemon yellow ended up biting his teeth. Though he has not actually faced the enemy with a thousand miles of drunkenness, it is clear that he has treated "encountering a thousand miles of drunkenness” as the most ferocious curse.

“Don't worry, I'll run faster than a rabbit when I meet him.” Sandpaper said.

“Nothing!” Lemon yellow said.

“If you're doing well, I wish you the same! You can't run if there's something you can do. Oh, you're going to fight a thousand miles drunk! I support you spiritually.” Says Sandpaper.

A sound system prompted Lemon Yellow to quit the discussion group and return to the game with a grunt.

First class low temperatures can only laugh bitterly. Finally, he said to everyone: “If you have no objection, go back to the game and choose the members who are good at attacking assassinations. The number of people is determined by themselves, how can you come to Cloud City... what do you say? ”

“Use the scroll! Go there early, before the sandpaper is left alone.” After all, Taoists are everywhere.

“Thank you.” The sandpaper attitude is also very harmonious for such sensible people.

“This goes back and puts it on the account first, saving time and running around again.” Someone said.

“Shit, can you say something about Gilly? Come on, 'Boo-hoo'!” Someone was immediately very dissatisfied with the negative perception of the brothers.

“Just in case, our people are going anywhere first!” Says Sandpaper.

Everyone was relieved and found that the sandpaper was also quite listenable as long as no one was lifting the bar.

First, the low temperature waited a little longer, and seeing that no one else had a problem, it unified the conclusion: “So let's get back to the game now, shall we? I'll get back to you with any questions. ”

Everyone said goodbye, went back to the game, and started picking the right people among family and friends. But at the end of the day, a lot of people themselves got upset, and in terms of first-class low temperatures, it's not hard to find 20 agile players who are good at sneaking up on assassinations, but himself? He swallowed his own meat priest, and he couldn't do it! He didn't say he was going to take the priest. He's very mobile. He can't beat him and he runs. Why the priest?

Apart from the priests, warrior magicians and other professions are slightly embarrassed, and these guys are all communicating privately at the moment: the team is formed, but what about themselves?

What to do? Who knows... Everyone's getting confused.

At this time, in the cloud city, the sword of no oath was initially hit by the siege, but the reinforcement was a beautiful tumbling battle as soon as it arrived, so that the other party eventually escaped in such a luxurious way as to convey the scroll. This is a world class from a bunch of castles! The sword of no oath flaunts the thought, completely forgetting how many times more people are on our side.

This is a good time to take care of the battlefield, which also removes some guys who sneak up on themselves in battle. At such a big meeting, there will always be a bit of such people. If no one finds out, there will be no sword of oath and no kung fu to compare. At this time, listening to the members of the bank shout what they have found on the channel, the sword of oath is not close to the mouth, and the other party praises the spirit of the other party, and looks forward to more such visitors.

“Chairman, look at this.” At this time, someone sent a piece of equipment, a giant two-handed sword that can be described as the top level at present. The sword without oath nodded in unison: “Okay! Good, the more things like this, the better. ”

“The very opposite is coming.” At this time, the sword without oath was given news.

“I'll go over there and count the equipment that popped up, and this time we hang up, we'll split up later.” Sword Without Oath said.

“Okay.” Nodded the reflection year. In such collective action, the club divided the spoils in different ways. It has been operating across the sea for so long, and naturally there is a system that convinces the members of the club.

“Chairman No Oath, how's it going?” The sword ghost Han's son Yu and other very counterheavenly core figures greeted him with a condolence and sword without oath.

The Sword Without Oath has long since collected a lot of equipment before, the eyebrows laughing dirty, like a cloudy cloud: “Huh, can I make them feel better if I want to come to our cloud city business, rest assured, we have all killed and run away. You didn't see the wolf when they escaped. They're all using a transmission reel! Ha-ha-ha! ”

Escaping with a transmission reel is indeed a symbol of a more critical situation, which is so expensive that players don't see a 100 per cent drop, and most don't want to use it. Of course, people like Gu Fei and others who have become property owners are different. They are millionaires, not civilians, not least the poor.

“No trouble?” Master Han smiled and asked knowingly, and everyone looked forward to the next performance of Sword Without Oath.

“Trouble… still a little bit. Brother Han! The other side also appears to be small and wise, and they already have insight into where you can see their transmission, this time deliberately using lure as bait to trick you into ambushing them, while they reverse the siege from outside.” Sword Without Oath said.

“Really? That's too bad!” Master Han was surprised. After watching Sword Without Oath performance and watching Han's son, everyone thought Han's son seemed a little exaggerated. After all, this guy is still not suitable for this kind of greeting. Especially for those of them who know the truth, seeing Han's son's reaction feels that this is still a complete contempt for Sword Without Oath.

The sword without an oath didn't notice, and continued: “If this is really you who came from the sky, it would be terrible. I think there's 800 of them. Oh, no, maybe 1,000 of them! Surround this with water! ”

“How many men was taken by the Chairman without an oath?” Han asked.

“More than two hundred people... Well, but we're deep beneath the sea, plus a powerful family and friends group like Caiyun, more than a thousand people, don't worry! ”

“Awesome.” Master Han nodded.

“Wow, wow!” Surrounded by people. Even the horizontal and horizontal players beside the sword of no oath admire it greatly: look at our president's attitude, give people 400 more people, without even blinking eyes.

“But don't be careless, Chairman No Oath, they're all a bunch of non-hierarchical fatalities, and I think it's likely to come back.” Mr Han said.

“Hmm, I'm waiting for them to come back! It's been a while, but it's not good enough!” The sword of no oath carried the sword beautifully over his shoulder: “I only killed eight people. ”

“Eight people, that's a lot, right?” Han said.

“Chairman, you have to take responsibility for yourself. Ha-ha-ha!” Sword Without Oath is proud.

“There's something I need to tell you.” Han said.

“Say." The word Sword Without Oath shows the General Assembly a long and decisive style.

“Thousands of miles drunk just killed 29 points of PK, which is going to be washing PK, and he's used to starting with the most wanted tasks with the highest PK.” Mr Han said.

“Right?” The smile of Sword Without Oath is already frozen, "so I always say," Thousand Miles this... ah... that, sword ghost boss, ah! Then what? ”

“What?” The Sword Ghost finally didn't take it personally.

“Private talk, let's talk privately.” The sword of no oath hastily pulled the sword ghost aside. Everyone laughed. Everyone knew what he was going to say. Of course, ask the sword ghost who talked well to help him get a favor and let him wash the PK value for a thousand miles when he opens the net. But in fact, everyone knows that Gu Fei is not in Yunnan City at this time. He didn't wash the PK value back in the outer city on this business trip? Master Han, this is just embarrassing to see the sword without oath.

Watching Sword Without Oath dragging Sword Ghost over there at the junction interface, Master Han turned around and looked at Yu: “How about you? ”

“We've got everything we can. It's been sent a thousand miles.” Yu said.

“The other side won't be fighting us anymore. We'll probably have some little ploys like assassination and time to waste, but this time we're one step faster, these idiots, don't give a shit!” Han's son shook his head.

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Wait, there will be more later, on the weekends, no one will mind sleeping late ~ (to be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)