If you have a disagreement, you will fight and fight. Only when you meet each other will you show the style of a hero and the heroic spirit of a generation. But it is fine to live up to the hero in the game, after all, you will not really kill people in the game. In reality, you should still be a good citizen who abides by the law and believes in the law.

In order to minimize the impact of violence and emotions in the virtual world, players will always have system warm prompts and soothing music when they exit the game, which will fade the bloody and violent scenes in the game, especially the fear of death and the feeling of murder.

"Why are you here?" "Upgrade." "Are you interested in doing a task together?" "Yes." "Don't kill them." "No."

Wang Xiaofeng looked at the beautiful and weird face, and finally couldn't help but complain about "coldness" in his heart. Unconsciously, he remembered the giant girl again, but Wang Xiaofeng suppressed his curiosity and did not dare to ask.

The two cloth armored professions looked at the battle over there without saying a word. It was the duel between two passionate warriors, and murderous intent appeared among the sword light and the shadows.

Wang Xiaofeng nodded. The swordsman of the great sword was very skilled in using the great sword. When the system released semi-mandatory skills, he sometimes followed the trend without any delay. Sometimes he mastered the finest, which was so wonderful that he gave people a sense of being light and lightweight.

He is indeed a warrior master with some "evil taste", but his personality and behavior are slightly different from ordinary people. However, Wang Xiaofeng, who has seen all kinds of masters, can understand and accept it.

The great sword was swung, and the two axes were stained with blood, but it was blood fighting against the uncle's own blood. From beginning to end, under the wielding of the great sword, the uncle's two axes did not cut the corner of the swordsman's clothes.

The senior vice president who was not a bloody battle did not work. The two short axes were swung with great power, and the ground was extremely powerful and the landing point was accurate. However, the level gap between the two had already formed a level suppression, and the charge was ineffective. Even if the short axes were cut on the person, the words "unshot" floated.

The uncle, who was only left with a trace of blood, closed his eyes and waited for death, but the big sword stopped lightly between his neck without moving forward.

"You are not my opponent." "Get out, you have the apt to kill me, uncle can't kill you, you pretender!" "I'm waiting for your challenge." "Damn! Grandma, I have the apt to kill me!"

Wang Xiaofeng showed up quickly, and it would be a bad end if he didn't show up again. This is the uncle, as a well-known and respected "public" figure in Yufeng City, if he was excited, he would probably turn into a bloody incident.

"It's all my friends, harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth." The healing technique and healing technique were quickly thrown out, and as he spoke, he pushed the blood of the twelve-level 'little' warrior.

The wild uncle stared at Feng Qingyundan, who was a big sword swordsman with a red face and a thick neck. It was not until two members of the team were added to the ding ding ding ding that the uncle turned his eyes to Wang Xiaofeng, with seriousness in his eyes.

"Uncle, these two are my friends, a little, a little..." "Maverick." "Yes, a little bit maverick," Wang Xiaofeng threw a grateful look at the elf mage. With his accumulation, he could not find any words to praise the swordsman. Looking at the swordsman who had always maintained a standard elevation angle of thirty-six degrees, he was quite amazed at the flexibility of his neck.

"Maverick?!" Uncle Wild was excited, and the short axe in his hand almost swung towards the foreheads of the two. Wang Xiaofeng heard a cold snorkeling from behind and was immediately laughed and cried. He quickly grabbed the uncle, "Don't be excited, don't be excited, uncle, don't be excited, I will apologize to you on his behalf."

"Hmph!" Uncle Wild turned away angrily. Fortunately, the swordsman of the Great Sword did not show any other emotions than ordinaryness, which made a comrade gently squeeze his sweat.

"Oh..." The swordsman seemed to have a sore neck. After sighing, he slowly carried the sword behind him. The elf mage coughed a few times, as if it was a habit, but also as if it was a weak body.

Wang Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the wild uncle forward, and the two people behind him followed him swayingly.

On the way, seeing the uncle's face clear, a comrade turned his head and said, "This is the vice president of the Blood War Guild. You should have heard of it. Blood War Wild, Wild Uncle."

"I've heard it." "Who can you take my seven swords?" "I!" "Hey! Uncle calm! Calm down! He's the habit!"

"Level 12, attack power 120, health 627 points, combat power rating: inferior. To sum up, the vice president of the bloody battle is, but Er."

The uncle of the Blood Battle suddenly became angry and rushed to the crown. The short axe in his hand swayed up and down, like a hairy crab that had just come out of the pot. "Damn, brother, don't stop me! If I don't do it today, I will be a pure man!" "Don't you dare to take my seven swords?"

"Okay, I'll say less!" Wang Xiaofeng's voice became cold, and the swordsman and uncle's tense momentum suddenly became much weaker. A comrade nodded and smiled, looked at the town not far away, chose the nearest intersection, and continued to head towards his destination.

On the way, Wang Xiaofeng just remembered that he didn't know the names of these two people, so he asked, "I haven't asked for advice yet."

"The long and cold river of frost." The elf mage with a 'pretty' face elegantly waved the staff in his hand. His noble style was very eye-catching. The swordsman of the great sword also learned from his second brother's style, took off the broad sword more than half a foot wide on his back, gently stroked the carved patterns on the sword body, as if he was caressing his lover's skin.

He gently spit out three words: "Sword Seven Quatrains."

"Cai Sandao?" For some reason, Wang Xiaofeng popped up this name that had shaken the game world in the past.

The wild uncle trembled, and Jian Qijue looked ahead with a calm expression, but Frost Leng Changhe glanced at Wang Xiaofeng. Wang Xiaofeng couldn't quite understand the inexplicable Wang Xiaofeng in his eyes.

"Cai, Cai?" The uncle blinked and looked up and down at the swordsman of the great sword. "It is said that it is 'No fear in the Tianhe Tu, and Cai three swords are hard to defeat.'. Cai three swords?"

"Who can take my seven swords..."

Wang Xiaofeng was speechless and moved forward silently. He found the task list and selected two shared options in the current task.

bite!

Players share the mission with the wind [Town Trace]. The difficulty level of this mission is F-level medium. Do you want to accept it?

"F-level mission?" The uncle and the swordsman looked at Wang Xiaofeng with some confusion. Only Shuang Leng Changhe asked lightly: "Task Chain?"

"Yes, and it should be the main or side mission at level 20," a comrade explained, "It was released by my professional mentor who was promoted to level 20, and it should be no bad."

No matter what, it refers to the difficulty of the task, and also to the income of the task, such as experience, equipment, gold coins, etc.

The town that should have been peaceful has built high walls, thorns, and is ready for war. And the villages and towns behind the high walls have a unique sense of peace.

The contradictory collection makes people feel no sense of incongruity, so Wang Xiaofeng can only sigh at the artistic accomplishments of the game's master's brain again.

A rapid sound of gong came from behind the high wall, breaking the tranquility in the ears of several people. The high wall was crowded with people, with a few cold lights. Several hunters dressed in half-fitting leather jackets pulled open the longbow in their hands.

Wang Xiaofeng didn't know that he was instantly killed by the arrows of these 30-level yellow NPCs. Huang Ming represented a neutral force toward the player's attitude. Generally speaking, the green name and the yellow name can be converted at any time, depending on the NPC's likes and dislikes of individuals.

"Who are you?" a white-haired old man shouted with great difficulty, "Are you a robber's accomplice?"

"We are the Apocalypse who came to Yufeng City," Uncle Xue Zhan shouted at the high wall in an experienced and familiar manner, "Please let us in, we are here to help you! We are good people!"

"It's no point to say it. What do you have to prove your identity as a Apocalypse!" The old man's trembling words were a little cautious. After all, the lives of hundreds of women, children, old and weak behind him were placed on the knowledgeable and prestigious village chief.

Identity? Wang Xiaofeng and the uncle looked at each other, and the latter showed off the title above his head, an early-level E-class mercenary.

The system will automatically display the highest title of the player, and the uncle's mercenary level has obviously been upgraded.

"The mercenary and bandit are just a difference in thought," the old man coughed weakly, and several hunters pulled the bows and arrows in their hands into full strings, and the slight sound of the crackling sound slowly set off the atmosphere that was burning when the touch was burning.

The old man's words are sometimes slow, not to highlight his tone, but to be a little angry and very laborious. "Now, our village is facing unprecedented challenges. If you cannot prove your identity, we can only expel you."

"Village Chief, please say something!" Uncle Wild looked at Wang Xiaofeng, signaling that the recipient of the mission should come forward to solve the situation in front of him.

"Well!" Wang Xiaofeng didn't have any good idea. E-level mercenaries were no longer able to do it. He, a F-level mercenary, probably had no use. The information above his head was put out openly.

Falling with the wind, the human race, and the 20th level holy light sacrifice.
Chapter completed!