(ps: One more chapter tonight, I wish my mother a happy Mother's Day! I also wish all the great women who have worked hard to raise children and have a happy Mother's Day. I hope my mother is healthy, don't nag me for taking the postgraduate entrance examination, and don't let me write novels...o(╯□╰)o…)

"Prince, Lord Priest! What's wrong with you, Lord Priest?"

Wang Xiaofeng's old face turned red and he quickly broke free from the young woman's arms; the beautiful townsman looked at the young priest with a nervous look on his face and reached out to support Wang Xiaofeng's arm.

These NPCs cannot see the so-called blood bars, and in their eyes, players' empty blood is endangered.

A comrade couldn't help but feel embarrassed. The bone-death staff under the cloak was swinging repeatedly, and the healing technique and healing technique were placed on himself one after another. In the eyes of the woman, the priest gradually returned to his normal face in the package of holy light, "The holy light is above, the goddess blesses you."

"Haha, the goddess blesses all living beings, whether they receive the teachings of the holy light or not, whether they are deeply trapped in the darkness." Wang Xiaofeng bowed slightly. Now this kind of nonsense "teaching" is quite skilled. The sharp rise in the charlatan index makes him no longer feel any strange psychological pressure when he praises the light.

"Oh, the light is above," the woman held her hands in her chest and said incoherently, "I really want to have a child. I want to watch him grow up happily. Adult, you must help me!"

"This," Wang Xiaofeng blinked. The priest still has this responsibility? Well, it is probably because of himself or an intern. The priest's welfare, the priest's mentor Amy has not yet fully explained to him...

Fortunately, this woman with a young woman with delicate skin and beautiful face discovered her grammatical disease in time and hurriedly added: "I hope you can pray to the goddess of light for me, and you can get closer to the goddess' ears than us." "Sister, you need to work hard with your husband for this question... uh, pray together."

"He's there," the woman pointed at the players who rushed out to fight the empty city wall, and there were more than a dozen hunters wearing simple leather armor standing on it at some point; this group of level 35 green NPCs were watching the large-scale fighting outside the wall with a look of alert. "I'll call him over now."

"No, no need to come over," Wang Xiaofeng's mouth smiled a little inexplicable smile, "I'll just go over."

At the same time, there is a foothill canyon across a hill.

Inside and outside the robber camp, players' corpses were lying everywhere; groups of players kept lifting up their corpses, but were waiting for the surroundings to guard the corpses, and a group of ice magic tricks that used blizzards to save their souls back to the town's soul altar.

Zi Yan leaned leisurely on the railings on the village building, and the slender iron sword slowly strolled in her green onion and white jade hand, beating the wooden pole to make a monotonous and leisurely rhythm. Hu Biao and Charming were reporting the losses everywhere on her side and real-time reports from the entrance of the town.

"...The battle situation is very stalemate now, and the number of people on both sides has reached *100, and there is no way to tell the difference between the winners and losers for the time being," Hu Biao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The little romance picked the Aoran Ninth Heaven. The sudden appearance of Xiao Feng, the first god-master, is still very obvious. Judging from the current casualties data, our advantage is still expanding, and it will be a matter of time before victory."

Zi Yan frowned slightly, and a hint of charm passed through her face, but Hu Biao knew that this daughter's appearance was not revealed because of him. "How did Xiao Feng touch the town without knowing it?"

"The cloak should be a black cloak, which has the effect of concealment or invisibility." Hu Biao pondered, as if he had witnessed the battle at the entrance of the town with his own eyes. "This kid really has some inventory. Sister, please tell me to stay in the town and not go out to interfere, and go back to the city directly."

Zi Yan nodded and looked at the charming person who had been silent. "Are there any figures of the Nine Heavens players in other directions?" "No," charmingly looked at the hillside on one side, "The Nine Heavens players are gathering towards the town, probably wanting to open up the situation in the town and come to pick it up again."

Hu Biao touched his forehead, and the conspicuous black king character in the golden hair was the most obvious sign of his tiger clan. "The number of times and number of corpses below were much less than before. It seemed that he was waiting for reinforcements on the other side of the mountain."

"Can you transfer some people here to the town to support?" Zi Yan pondered, and shook her head without waiting for Hu Biao and Charming to return the party. "Forget it, it's close to the Soul Altar, and it's too fast to run the corpse, so it's useless to go to many people. Let's focus on guarding here. Charming, you can take some mages to the town to support and be responsible for commanding... See if you can catch up with the support as Xiao Feng said."

"Yeah," Charming responded softly, turned his head and walked away. Zi Yan listened with a slight voice, and someone sent a chat...

"Wait first," Zi Yan called out to the edge of the wooden ladder, with a wry smile on her lips, "No need to go over, Xiaofeng wants the command over there. Brother Biao, please continue, Fengyu in the town players let him command with full authority." "Okay, this kid is really not idle," Hu Biao laughed a few times, and then began to send private chats to his friends, "Let's see if he can do something more..."

The battle at the entrance of the town is extremely fierce, or it can be called tragic.

The melee has been a large-scale melee from the beginning. Groups of players can only barely maintain complementary cooperation between the teams. No one can coordinate the overall situation, and there is no need to coordinate the overall situation. Just fight with red eyes in the sword light and sword shadows.

The guild's bloody battles were fought in all directions, and the name of this guild exuded an unyielding fighting spirit.

Compared with the friendly storm, these men who fought bloodyly had more cruelty and had been through the battle formation for a long time. Hong Ming was not afraid, ignored her and died in battle. He did not care about his level and equipment, and did not care about his opponents.

The players of the Nine Heavens were suppressed by the fierce force of bloody battles, but as mortal enemies who had fought for a long time, these players of the Nine Heavens were gradually aroused from fighting spirit and their eyes were red.

A small part of the players in Fengyu are girls, infected by the blood on the battlefield, and gradually let go of their so-called reserve. Once they kill red eyes and fight to the death, they are not weaker than the men around them.

There is no gender distinction on the battlefield, and not all female players need to be cared for. They also have the passion for fighting and the heroic spirit of men who are as good as men.

The soul altar is in a corner of the town. After the players at the entrance of the town die, they don’t need the leader to say anything. The captain will run away and resurrect the corpse as soon as possible. When they die, they will get up with the remaining blood and weakness. If the nurse is taken care of, they can get the full health as soon as possible. If no one cares about it, they can only hold the blood bottle in their hands and directly join the battle.

The little Su Yao was surrounded by the holy light, and the shield with a damage reduction of 60% made the players of the Ninth Heaven unable to see any attack effect, and they turned around and found some soft persimmons to pinch them. The little loli was rampant in the battle, leisurely harvesting the level and equipment of the players of the Ninth Heaven.

In the chaos, only the one who lives the longest is the one who gains the greatest gain.

The dwarf mage kept picking up spoils with [greasing the soles of feet], and was picky in killing people. It was not high-level black iron equipment, and it usually couldn't catch her eye...

"Hmm? Brother Xiaofeng is responsible for the command?" Su Yao looked at the private chat sent by Hu Biao, turned his head and looked at the direction of the needle buckle, but couldn't find Wang Xiaofeng's position. She shook her cute little head and continued the wonderful work of killing and robbing people. She took all kinds of professional equipment into her pocket.

Not only the players of the wind and rain, but also the men who fought bloodily quickly received a private chat or order from the commander-in-law of the battle, Uncle Wild. In his spare time, he looked at the man standing on the high wall and looking down at the overall situation. Some mysterious power seemed to be brewing under the wide cloak...

When the command was needed, the wild uncle agreed very happily, as if Wang Xiaofeng was the president of their bloody battle, and his efficiency was much faster than that of Fengyu. Soon, the team leader or regiment leader added friends with Wang Xiaofeng, while Wang Xiaofeng, who was standing on the high wall, began his first command of the Thousand People's Team.

Clutching a group fight and brushing dungeons are completely different, and their commanding arts are very different, and they cannot be said to each other.

It was only after Wang Xiaofeng, who was proud and truly took over as the commander of the battle, that he realized that he was just majestic and majestic command of the team battle was not an easy task; the sudden responsibilities and pressure on his shoulders made him feel a little depressed.

He learned from the elf man in the frost and long river to think in a digitized way, and imprinted the entire battle situation in the town entrance into regular pieces; he thought a little, and passed a command to the commander present at the two guilds, and the captain was in the ears of the captain.

Bang! The wooden fence at the entrance of the town was dropped down, and the thick but extremely solid fence was repaired by the townsmen - in fact, the system regularly refreshed the scene content.

As soon as the gate was opened, it completely isolated the inside and outside the town.
Chapter completed!