"What are you doing there? It seems like a cult party?" "These should be masters in the twenty level." "What are the masters in the twenty level? The first god and the most god and the most god and the most god and the most god and the most god and the most god." "Hmph, if I hadn't just entered the game, the first god and the other god and the other was floating clouds." "You can just blow it!"

Shuang Leng Changhe stood aside and counted the people who came silently. Many people had seen photos and remembered them in his heart. Soon, he stood in front of the slender figure and whispered: "Brother, everyone is here, do you want to start?"

"Yes." The leader responded without comment. However, Shuang Leng Changhe understood what she meant, stepped forward onto the stone platform, preparing to start her first speech in her life.

Compared to speeches, what he is more suitable for is calculation and calculation, quick memory, accurate calculation, and field control of battle situations. However, he made him with a cold voice with a pseudo-sex face to give a passionate speech. The image difference is a little bit big, and the sense of incongruity is very serious.

But the boss is destined, and he has to follow him. He has to bite the bullet and stand to the end. He keeps cheering himself up and anesthesizing himself. Even if there is a problem, he will definitely have no problem with his supercomputing brain.

"Well, everyone." Let your voice be as stable as possible, so that it will sound a little low and more masculine. "Let everyone gather here tonight. The purpose should be very clear. I will send it to the group one by one later... Well, I'm done."

The dozens of figures below did not move at all, and they seemed to have not heard the slightly depressed words. Shuang Leng Changhe lowered his head and stepped down from the stone platform, breathing a sigh of relief with some relief. This glorious and arduous task has almost been completed by himself.

"Well!" Jian Qijue looked at the second brother who was calm and looked at the "leader's brother" who didn't say a word. I wonder if he should come out to save the situation. Is it too dull to just start a group speech? Where is the passion that has been agreed upon? Where is the missing one?

Will the mercenary group be too casual? It makes people feel that there is obviously little hope for the future.

"I don't want to talk nonsense." This somewhat indifferent voice made Jian Qijue retract his steps, standing straight, and not daring to make any changes. "Brother Leading the Leader", the founding leader of the Sixth Mercenary Group of China, with his name hidden, standing in place and speaking in a low voice, but his voice was accurately transmitted to the ears of the people around him.

"I spent money to invite you here, not because you are all famous masters. More importantly, you have all experienced what failure means after glory. You are all men who have failed, hiding in the darkness and not daring to see people, and will not mention their past glory to their current friends."

"Get you together, the energy and price you spend is enough to support a guild. I hope you don't let me down." The leader's voice gradually became colder, "From the moment you signed the contract, your life is in my hands, whether it is reality or virtual. I have already stated these."

Jian Qijue blinked and suddenly noticed some strange atmosphere. The group of people showed their faces in the moonlight, and their eyes were either cold, surprised, confused, or angry. Finally, as the mysterious woman stood on the stone platform, these eyes gradually disappeared.

"If you want to quit, it's not too late, but once you join the mercenary group, whoever betrays will be responsible for the consequences." After waiting for a while, she nodded with satisfaction. Her face was hidden under the tulle, which could not cover up her peerless beauty, but it made people confused and unreal.

"I want you to remember what I promised today," she turned and walked off the stone platform, leaving her last answer, and her figure gradually disappeared into the air, "I will take you to climb to the true peak."

Frost Leng Changhexu raised his glasses, and the dozens of people had already begun to surge towards him. It seemed that he had practiced before and was lined up without any congestion or scrambling.

The first person reported his name, looked up at the beautiful elf man, and said in a deep voice: "Level 28 Fire Method, Old Smoke City."

The elf nodded, and slightly corresponded to the information in his mind. He threw away the invitation to join the group and the invitation to friends. He was given the position of deputy leader. After reporting his name, the man tore open the scroll back to the city and went back to the city directly, without any curiosity about his colleagues behind him.

"Level 27 Shield War, Hugen."

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning was shining on Wang Xiaofeng's face, a comrade turned over and rushed to the bathroom to wash. She slept surprisingly sweetly last night, and no one disturbed her and had no nightmares. She washed her face and looked radiant, quickly eliminated the charming breakfast, and started to search in the game.

Stone houses, olive trees, and yellow sand rolling up all over the sky.

There was no sun in the sky, which was not much the same as when he first came, but what made Wang Xiaofeng a little depressed was that he was buried half of his body in the yellow sand. He was obviously sitting in a clean leeward corner last night.

When packing up, there is actually nothing to do, and what you need to gather is just a little mood.

Identify the direction I was in, stepped into the yellow sand, took a few steps and turned my head to see the footprint board facing his straight line. Soon, the stone house and the coconut tree disappeared from his sight.

How could there be a coconut tree in the desert? Shaking your head, maybe it was because the game system made a mistake and the wrong scene props were placed. But there was no result on the coconut tree, otherwise you could taste the coconut juice in the desert, and would it be sour?

Eighteen hours had passed since he entered this trial copy, and except for six hours of "meditation", he had been walking along the straight line.

Sometimes, he will also think about some questions that make him decadent, such as choosing the wrong direction at the beginning, and now he may be contrary to success.

I just feel that the system will not write articles in this regard. Since it is a priest assessment, I will definitely not set a stumbling block for myself in such a shallow place. When I first entered the dungeon, I was covered with the same yellow sand everywhere. If I hesitated in the same place, I might not be able to take a step until now.

Where is the seed of hope, the holy water pool? When will it go? If you keep walking for ten days and a half months, even if the level list has no impact, you are afraid that your spirit will not last at that time.

From morning to noon, I finally walked for twenty-four hours. Wang Xiaofeng's bottom line was this time limit, because the hero difficulty trial was twenty-four hours. This priest trial could not exist longer than the hero difficulty copy, right? Then will he be rescued if he fell to the ground and pretended to be dead?

Wang Xiaofeng had been tortured by boring walking and began to think wildly rationally. If he lost his imagination of the blue sky in this yellow and shady place, he might have been tortured by loneliness long ago.

Since it is a task released by the system, there will definitely be a way to crack it. This is one of his creeds that he doesn't play many games, and it has always had some positive effects.

During lunch, I was finally asked about what special scene I encountered and why I didn’t come out one day and one night. Wang Xiaofeng couldn’t help but feel full of vigor. Being cared for was much warmer than being ignored, and the whole world was filled with light.

At this time, he felt that he could work together; three cobblers could beat Zhuge Liang, not to mention seven guild elites who were smart and wise as if they were foolish.

"Coconut Tree?" Zi Yan held her right elbow with her left hand, and the slender jade fingers on her right hand hit her perky nose. "Holy Pool, Hope Seed. Will that Hope Seed produce a coconut tree? That stone house is the holy Pool you are looking for?"

Wang Xiaofeng shook his head and said, "There is no water in the room." "Stupid, so it's a seed of hope!" Xuanxuan snorted, "I can't even understand such a brief logical relationship. I'm the first Shenmu, and I'm anxious."

"It won't be a holy water pool there," Hu Biao explained from another perspective. "If it is a holy water pool, there should be a system prompt. Being able to find the stone house means that the path you are looking for is the right one, but you haven't reached the destination yet."

"Brother Xiaofeng," Su Yao didn't even bother with this issue, "Why, you can't do a normal task! It's such a brainless one."

"It may also be the logic of the absurd faction." Sun Yue rarely spoke. If it weren't for his gentle temperament, the real name of the iceberg should have been given to him. Wang Xiaofeng's eyes lit up, "What logic?" "Logic is, no logic."

"I'll go."
Chapter completed!