The pure-minded elf can tell whether a person is lying. It is too arbitrary and hasty to just explain this guy's problem.

Wang Xiaofeng, who has a weak sense of belonging to the Fengyu Guild, did not think that it would be representative of what the problem with Kong Shuyue could be. This young actor has money to acquire the Fengyu Guild and wants to use this guild to make fame and profit, but it is understandable and has little to do with him.

But looking at the attitude of the studio, Kong Saiyue might have to make trouble for Zi Yan. If that were the case, the wind and rain would probably change hands soon. This kind of thing happens from time to time in the online game world. Most of the time the studio is acquired. Such a large-scale acquisition of a large guild also makes people have to admire Kong Saiyue's courage.

"Wow, so handsome..."

A long and long admiration came from the next door of the bookshelf, followed by the sound of footsteps of the tap. The graceful figure ran towards the door of the library, chasing and looking at the figure who had just left.

Soon, the little dragonfly sighed in disappointment, looking at the figure that merged into the crowd. She was amazed by the handsome side face that glanced at her stunning glance, but in the end she could only murmur like self-comfort: "Oh, no matter how good it is, it's not my sister's food."

Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but laugh, and did not look at the roll of parchment paper placed beside the bookshelf, and put the books in his hand back into the distance.

This time, Xiaoxiaolong discovered the existence of a comrade, came over with a smile and greeted him, knowing "Hello, Brother Leng Han."

"Yeah, hello." Wang Xiaofeng responded with a smile, and couldn't help but think of the conclusion that this sweet-smiling girl had concluded, that a certain comrade was a pervert.

Feeling that this NPC was a little funny laugh, Xiao Xiaolongfly couldn't help but look at her whole body, and there was nothing wrong. "Brother Leng Han, what are you laughing at?"

"No laughing," a comrade shook his head. This little girl who was a little confused was also pleasant. "Come here to read a book?" "Yes," the corner of Dragonfly's mouth felt helpless, "No one took me to play, I can't swipe monsters and can't finish the tasks, so I might as well read a book here."

"Haha," the interesting little girl shouted about tasks all day long, but didn't know how to trigger tasks. "It's good to read more books."

An inexplicable light burst out from the little dragonfly's eyes, and Wang Xiaofeng felt worried, "Uncle, uncle, do you have any tasks to me?"

Uncle? Wang Xiaofeng stood in the wind that came out of nowhere and felt a mess, with a faint black line on his forehead, "Am I very old?" "Uh, Brother Leng Han is mature." Xiaolongfly quickly remedy it and stuck out her tongue to show punishment, "You can't, because Lun's family said the wrong thing, so don't send me the task."

A comrade was helpless and looked at the uneasy on the little round face with some cute baby fat. An inexplicable sense of guilt swept across his heart. He pondered, "Your strength is too weak now. Come and find me when you have a higher level."

"Why is this sentence again?" Xiaolonging pouted her lips and expressed her gratitude to Wang Xiaofeng. She returned to the corner where she built her books and quietly read the book "This is all fate."

Wang Xiaofeng shook his head and smiled, but didn't know how to comfort him. He was a player and not an NPC. Although he had a special priest now, the sending and receiving tasks were somewhat unrealistic.

Qiuyue’s private chat was sent, saying that he was going to brush the dungeon. Wang Xiaofeng thought a little. If the low-level dungeon had himself in the team, he would have zero output and zero experience, which was not the first choice. But Qiuyue summoned him, and he decided to explain to her in person.

There was no need for Wang Xiaofeng to go to find her. Her coordinate points were constantly changing. A small green dot representing teammates soon appeared on the system minimap. Before Wang Xiaofeng could walk out of the library, he could see the translucent figure coming towards him from the perspective of the team.

"Thieves, you don't need to hide your head and tail in the library." The old man said without raising his head. Qiu Yue, who was in a stealth state, appeared outside the library in the blink of an eye.

There was no prompt to be attacked and it was not released on its own initiative. However, the stealth state suddenly disappeared. The graceful and beautiful figure appeared at the entrance of the library, and began to attract the attention of passing players like a magnet.

"Sorry, she didn't do it on purpose." After explaining to the old man, Wang Xiaofeng ran out of the library and pulled her little hand in the murderous eyes of a group of male compatriots.

"It's okay." "Yes," he shook his head gently. As long as he was held, there would be no empty space in his heart.

She still didn't understand many aspects of this game. This might be a scene where thieves could not enter, but she didn't expect that her own invisibility made the old man a little disgusted.

"What kind of copy do you want to brush?" "I don't know," she whispered, the mask on her face was put away, she didn't want to have any diaphragm with him, "It was they who said they wanted to brush the copy, they could brush equipment and experience."

He pinched her nose affectionately, "I have never played games before, you." "Well," he gave him a blank look. The charm almost made a comrade become very beastly, "They have never played it either."

They? A certain comrade blinked, who? Men and women? They can't ask so directly, it's too ill-inducing to be a manly demeanor.

Without asking, the space around the two of them fluctuated, and four gray figures revealed their figures. The information above their heads was not hidden, and all the 15th-level thief players had very same names.

Liu Jian and Liu Nian left wounds and left residuals, two poisonous thieves and two shadows, "They", brush the dungeons?

On the other hand, Wang Xiaofeng felt four cold auras surging in front of him, frowned slightly, but was a little surprised. After four years of playing thief, he has reached the peak and has seen all kinds of colleagues.

The thief is cold and lonely, walking in the dark, and his hands are stained with more blood, and there is always a kind of murderous aura. This murderous aura cannot be cultivated by indiscriminate killing. After all, it is a virtual online game, and the feeling and horror of murder are infinitely weakened.

This murderous aura has only been experienced in a few opponents who have fought against him. The cold aura and ruthless technique have made him feel disappointed, but those opponents were only amazed a few times and there was no news. It was very mysterious.

It is completely different from the momentum that a thief player has developed in the game for several years. The four low-level thieves give him the feeling that they are truly killing people, crawling out of the pile of dead people, and the real shadow assassinator.

"They are..." The little girl looked at Wang Xiaofeng's face carefully, as if she was afraid that he would be disgusted, and she felt a little uneasy. Finally, she whispered: "They are my colleagues."

What colleague can have such a momentum? Thinking of the little girl thief suddenly disappearing for a month, looking at the little beauty in front of her, she couldn't help swallowing...

"When brushing the dungeon, it requires the cooperation of professions," Wang Xiaofeng began to teach seriously in the woods outside the city. The four thieves sat cross-legged, straight waists, meticulous on their cold faces, and the gray leather armor on their bodies was worn out of the armor.

The little beauty sat on a tree branch not far away, shook her feet and looked at the preaching lectures below, her mouth full of undissipated smiles.

"You can reach level 15, I believe you know how to fight monsters. The main purpose of brushing dungeons is to promote the boss. The boss has high health, and its attack and defense are much higher than that of players. There are also various ultimate skills that can instantly be used. There is a tank in front to hit monsters, a nurse, and a dad adds blood behind."

After wiping the sweat from my forehead, the summer evening began to turn black, and I continued to educate myself with great thoughts, "You must know that having a kitchen knife team alone is not feasible. We have to rely on tactics and the cooperation of various professions and skills. Well, these common sense is actually very simple. Do you have any questions to understand?"

The four thieves looked at me and I looked at you, and there was a hint of confusion on his face. Wang Xiaofeng asked again, "Are there any other questions?"

The four of them responded decisively in unison, and their loud voices shocked the return birds in the forest. "Yes!"

"I'll go," Wang Xiaofeng slapped his forehead and was infected by the bitter and revenge expressions of the four people. Where did these four little white thieves who seemed to be cold and cold came from? It's not right. Is there any war happening now? This murderous aura...

Just as night fell, six people sat on the sofa in the living room of the villa. This was not an ordinary routine meeting, and Hu Biao and the others were not in the mood to play cards.

At 7:10, a few ripples began to flicker on the projected screen, which were the fluctuations that appeared when connecting to the online conference room. As soon as the snowflakes stopped, dense figures appeared on the screen.

The charming pressed a few buttons on the terminal in his hand, and the projection turned and expanded into a huge screen with a semi-circular arc, magnifying the projection of these hundreds of people.

The meeting host and initiator were in the middle, a handsome young man sat on an office desk, behind him, overlooking the gradual night view of the city.
Chapter completed!