Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

After all, the presidents are strangers to each other, which leads them to act collectively in a way that is somewhat silent and not united. When you say things, you can discuss them. This is a constantly changing battle. You really don't have the kung fu. At this point, everyone stops neatly, but after stopping, they react differently. For a few pastor chairmen, some moved; others seized the opportunity to pause the attack on the mechanic and added blood.

“Don't move, don't move, that dead priest, say you, you brush!!” Mr. Han's side is pointing directly at someone, “haven't you? You want to keep fighting? ”

This side said, Han's son is also brushing his hands and adding blood. This can't be helped! Enemy plus you, in case people suddenly come back, it's a loss.

Both sides look, this is a pull and move your whole body! There seems to be a tendency to start again. At this time, one of the presidents shouted: "Stop, stop, everyone read the news, something new!!! ”

The chairman was prepared to fight, there was an intensification of the supplement, and the one who, after being rejected by Han's son, did not stop but encouraged several other priests to intensify their work. At this time, he opened a team channel formed by their chairman together.

The new situation was brought back precisely by the personnel in front of the tower.

These two chairmen, one named Zhaoyin, are old friends of the Sword Ghost; the other named Yunqi Far Mountain, is the one who is quite calm and objective.

The message came from a mountain of clouds. Because of the hidden meaning of the trick, Yu asked about the meeting between the two of them. Finally, the trip to the far mountains of the clouds would be closer, so he ran over there.

The clouds rise from the mountains and his name is the same, also called the clouds rise from the mountains. (Coughs, definitely not that I can't think of a traveling party) The pseudo army that pretended to be them had now followed the instructions from the top and touched a quiet neighborhood. They did not feel that their whereabouts were being watched and that they had not been followed along the way.

Of course they won't be followed, because that's not necessary at all. The club players in Cloud City are pretty much in the dark, and they go everywhere, and no one is behind them, because the players around them are reporting their whereabouts to their own chairman, who also has his own channels to notify them of the very bad news they need in this regard.

Four people come to the door accurately, but this is a remote place with few players in the past, and this time they really don't dare to go into conflict with this group. The four were also disguised as passing passers-by players, walked up casually, this distance gradually approached, and the clouds rose and the mountains stared at this group of pseudo army was becoming more and more surprised.

“These people…”

“What?”

“It's like the brothers in my club. ”

The same equipment, naturally not much different shape. The clouds rose and the mountains looked at the group from afar, as if they were family members of their own club. In the near future, using authentication technique, that was a reprint. Apart from being different, other things can be totally messed up.

This problem, the counterfeit army was not pretending to be a recreational and distant party, they just thought the other party was well equipped. But now that the mountains are up, I see a group of people impersonating his club, and I immediately see that the equipment is good inside the article. That's when he quickly described the message to the other chairmen on the chairman's team channel.

It's raining in time! Had it not arrived, the bell tower would have fought again.

It can be a little different to deliberately dressing up as the equipment of their experts and just a bunch of well-equipped people dressing up as them.

Intentionally dressed means investing exclusively. Twenty-six Class Six congresses here. Which one of them is cheaper on the master? Even if there were only 10 people in each family, that would be the top gear of 260, which is the renminbi players wouldn't be so overplayed. Besides, so many different top-of-the-line equipment, all scratched at once, it also takes a lot of energy and time, and money doesn't necessarily do it. Studios are available, and sometimes strange goods are available. They are definitely sold either for money or not.

And these two steps, if for the studio, are just too easy. Equipment is their inventory. Take it out for temporary use. It's a small thing.

At last, the presidents of the congregations dispelled their suspicions. It was not very counterproductive, and it was not a bitter plan to destroy the team before. It was indeed the studio that led them behind the scenes, trying to provoke a dispute between the twenty-sixth row and the players of Cloud City.

Mr Han, naturally they have also received news on their side. It seems that the presidents across the street are no longer interested in fighting. Naturally, they will not take action.

“What the hell are the studio guys up to?” Some presidents couldn't help but roar, and now they all have a hidden feeling of being manipulated behind the scenes, which of course is very unpleasant.

“Where are all these impostors hiding? Pull it out and get rid of it!” There was a chairman screaming. After saying this, the presidents looked at the very opposite side of the sky together, and it was obvious that they might know what was going on with this group.

“Oh, leave these fake things to us! All you chairmen have to do is control your men and don't run around. At this moment, even the vast majority of you can't tell.” Han finally jumped out the window and said.

“As for the gambling appointment just now...” Mr. Han suddenly mentioned this, everyone was surprised, but soon someone who responded quickly grabbed the word: “We didn't lose the gambling appointment, those guys are pretending, they're not from our club, our people are here! ”

“Oh, isn't Hidden and the Clouds Going Away a Man?” Mr. Han asked.

“Damn, that counts!!” The presidents want to vomit blood.

“Oh, doesn't that count? Well, that doesn't count! Gentlemen, restrain yourselves! Leave the rest to us.” Mr Han said, very contrary to the sky, the people on this side pulled the scroll, in groups of four, and soon flew a clean one.

“The guy didn't make the bet more real?” The chairmen found it strange that, although it was only the first time they had dealt with each other, the man was evil and they had seen it together, and they really didn't believe it was true. Though at this point they all understand the purpose of the bet. Delays are meant to be, not to deal with them, but to keep people in the studio from sitting down and starting to act, so that the chairmen can see the truth.

Now it's clear that, because of the magnificent COSPLAY, there can be no other power besides studio games. It is not difficult to see the studio's catalytic role in this matter when it is initially bought to deal with the causes of very counter-insurgency events.

But the problem is, they get it, but the rumours generated in their castle don't immediately subside, and if they want to calm them down, they have to find a place in the very opposite sky. But now...

Conflict, the chairmen are starting to argue. Suddenly there's another guy with a miserable face: "Brothers, how do we get out of here? ”

“Out? Fuck, how do you get out of here!!!” The presidents are crazy. Weren't they trapped in this bell tower? From the inside, the lower stones blocked the doors for an unknown number of floors, and it seems that the main effort during this time was to collect these stones and place them in the bell tower. At this point, they, coming up with this floor, the Little Flying Man seemed the only option.

“Fly?” Someone asked.

“Fly six!!” Someone's angry.

“That son of a bitch!!!” The presidents want to cry without tears.

Mr. Han and others have gathered together in the center square of Cloud City, but many players are already waiting for them, headed by the Sword Without Oath, the elite club of Cloud City. When Mr. Han and others arrived, the sword of no oath quickly greeted him. He opened the door and asked: "Can we do this? ”

“Are you in a hurry?” Han's son laughed.

“Hey, hey.” The sword without oath looks very greedy.

“This time it's cheap for you, the equipment you need to get yourself to know how many BOSS to kill is possible.” Mr Han said.

“Ha-ha-ha, you have to strip these guys off this time.” Sword Without Oath laughs.

Not far behind the sword of no oath, Han's son saw a man, who was once the president of the song on wine, his old leader upstream, standing there appeared to be somewhat anxious.

“Reverse current chairman.” Han's son, a man who has never seen anyone before, actually took the initiative to go up and say hello.

After that war, it was hard to go up against the currents, once the scenery broke down, and most of the brothers went. Time is depressing and there is a lot less time to play. When no one hit the song on the wine, it slipped faster than the Black League and the Pastoral Cloud Fair, which were beaten directly against the sky at the time.

The sword of no oath, which once bite his teeth as soon as he saw it, now truly refers to him as a brother. He wouldn't be happy to go up the river because he knew it was because in the swordless eye he was no longer the big man who could compete with him. Sword Without Oath, up against the current is now increasingly loathing this man. But even though the song fell on the wine, the sword of no oath sword swept across the sea, but he didn't want to dominate Cloud City.

Against the sky, the club is currently small, but in the eyes of cloud city players, it is already the first club in cloud city. With that in mind, it's better to go up against the sky. Much of the discomfort with the very opposite sky had been diluted by the greater discomfort with the sword of no oath and across the sea.

At this time, Master Han, this guy who made him very angry when he left, when he had already fallen like this, actually came to greet him. Upstream actually felt warm in his heart. This person, to be arrogant, is actually more drunk than a thousand miles! But my attitude towards myself has never been as inflammatory as too many people.

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