What a comrade said to Tiandao Yousheng in the end is probably no one other than the two of them. But the careful Shangxiang watched his face from time to time. Since Wang Xiaofeng's legendary life was revealed tonight, she could not suppress her personality worship.

His emotions were full of twists and turns tonight, and when he finally returned to calm, his eyes were still a little sharp.

I just thought that the storm he caused would soon fade away, adding today's topic of conversation to most players who have no connection with it, and finally returning to peace. But in the future, whenever someone notices the First God's Majesty, he will always add a sentence, "The poisonous thief is late at night."

In addition to being uncontrollable excitement, I felt a little guilty towards these brothers, and there was something else that I couldn't explain clearly.

The gloomy face began at the third level of the dungeon, and finally recovered as usual after facing the Storm Eye. But he didn't say anything, and no one asked. After killing the difficult and difficult "Storm Eye", the five teams began to assemble and prepare a twenty-five-person dungeon.

After coming out a little early, Wang Xiaofeng ran to the big locust tree where a group of old brothers stayed, pulled the little girl thief to express his feelings a few times, which attracted a lot of condemnation and abuse.

The little girl hid behind with a red face and did not dare to see anyone. Ren Wang Xiaofeng laughed and faced the swords and shadows of sixteen people. Li Sanmo asked directly when the studio would be re-established, but a comrade pondered for a moment. He was excited and moved tonight, and had not had time to think about this.

"I'll help you." This was the words that penetrated into his ears by the sound, which surprised him a little. He looked at the little female thief behind him, who was still blushed and dared not look up and speak.

These unrestrained old brothers either instigated the two to hug each other in public or shouted to send wedding candies to give them a baby early. She had never seen such a scene.

Xuanxuan was a little reluctant to speak. This was the first time Wang Xiaofeng saw her showing this look and felt a little worried. She pondered: "There is no rush to build a studio. Just by the way, we are more than a dozen people, can't support the operation of a studio. By the way, Sanmo, how many people can we gather now."

The studio he mentioned was a studio that operates by **, not a small elite studio like Zi Yancai, which is attached to the guild. When Li Sanmo mentioned the issue of building a studio, he did not consider what force to rely on, and even had no idea of ​​the first reaction.

"This is the responsibility of Sister Mei," Li Sanmo winked at Wu Mei, who continued, "There are still twenty-four brothers, and there are a few who are lazy and have not changed yet. Xiang Ming has not been online tonight, so the time difference abroad is not right."

Xiang Ming is her husband. The two officially got married on the eve of Wang Xiaofeng's departure, ended their three-year relationship, and entered the grave of joyful love.

Wang Xiaofeng nodded. If there were so many brothers who followed him, he could complain except ashamed. But Mu Ran, he saw the flashing in Wu Mei's eyes and felt a move. She was still the same as before, and she couldn't hide anything in her eyes. "How many people are there in the dark camp?"

"We have agreed on it a long time ago," said the Demon Saint who had just come over, "I can't find you in the dark camp during the era. Brothers are afraid that you will be in the light camp."

Li Sanmo knew why Wang Xiaofeng frowned. Even if he had experienced too much in four years, it would be difficult to erase the tacit understanding between them. "It's just a waste of three months. As long as you come back, these are nothing."

Wang Xiaofeng's throat trembled slightly, and the small hand on his palm held the big hand in his back. The warm and smooth feeling made him calm a little. He asked himself that he was only sorry for the past 24 years, but he owed too much.

The debt of love is the most tiring. Whether it is love or brotherly relationship, you still have to enjoy it and enjoy it. "Now do some preparations and wait until the brothers come over to officially set up a studio."

Wang Xiaofeng pulled the little girl thief forward, stretched out his right hand, covered by more than a dozen big and small hands, and a group of people formed a circle, and they could really squeeze everyone away when they were crowded together.

"I'll come too! I'll come too!" Xuanxuan took advantage of the gap beside Wang Xiaofeng and added a little hand over a furry tiger claw.

"If you want to come too, then you will be the one in our studio from now on." "Tsk, add or not, your studio will say something else, call one first!" "This is not just a joke, it's just a concubine for the boss!" "Go and go, sister-in-law is here! What nonsense!"

"Come on, for Ye Xiao!" "Come on the boss!" "For the studio!" "For the beautiful sister-in-law!"

"come on!"

The cheers in unison made the players around him look at each other, and an old man shook his head and sighed, "Youth, the hormones that are sprinkled freely." "I'll go, these perverts want to build a studio? Will they accept people?" "Uh, don't think about it, brother, you're a little too normal." "Oh, I think so."

Just like that moonlit night six years ago, cheers convey the passion and praise of youth.

The pig-killing knife of time flattened the edges and carved out vicissitudes. But the only thing that remains unchanged is the ones beside each other. After six years, you and I are still there.

They are no longer a group of young men and girls. They are already familiar with what they should be, and they are also picked by others.

More than twenty people stood at the door of the dungeon, watching the light light lighted in the shadow of the locust tree, and were touched by the cheers and laughter.

Seeing that the sixteen of them were fine, Wang Xiaofeng decisively arranged for them to brush the dungeons by themselves, and one of the extra mages from the three teams he assigned to lead the little girl thief to upgrade.

But there were some problems with the first team. Only two of the only three girls out of the sixteen were spas, and Umi was a double sword swordsman.

The rest of the big men don't have to expect to have their boss' spirit of self-sacrifice; they are all kitchen knife professions that tend to be violently exported, and even the shield warriors and the guardian knight can just meet the needs of the dungeon.

What should I do if the remaining teams do? No need to treat the dungeons, I rely on my own positioning to fight against the blood bottle?

Wang Xiaofeng pondered, and Li Sanmo, the minstrel, volunteered, and four remote output players who were more confident in their own positioning had a step forward. The tough life did not need explanation.

"The temple of wind and rain is too small," Zhu Hongzhitie stood beside the charming side, looking at the charming with a little worry, and smiled, "We can't hold him even if we fight bloodyly, do Zi Yan know?" "She has known for a long time," the charming words no longer have the usual indifference, and there is a little sigh and melancholy, "She is also a three hundred night owl."

"No wonder..." The girl Zhu Hong seemed to remember something, but then said: "He is here, everyone relax. Brother Suifeng is not a man-eating monster."

"President, that's Ye Lan!" "It was already nervous enough with Shenmu team, but Damn it was actually a more perverted guy." "Or what if I do, I'll try again someday."

"What are you afraid of?" Hu Biao shook his tiger's head, "No matter how awesome he is, isn't we still the commander?" "I have said that Wang Xiaofeng is Ye Lan, and none of you believe it!" Hu Wei sighed, "Sun Yue, why are you so excited? He is a man."

Sun Yue took a few steps forward, stood in front of the group of people, standing there facing Wang Xiaofeng, leaving behind a body saying, "You don't understand."

"Fourth sister, everyone with your illness," Jian Qijue sighed, "This guy is so cool and handsome all day long, which has harmed the hearts of countless slutty girls."

Zhicheng Shangxiang threw two big eyes to the third brother, "Did you know his identity for a long time?" "Of course," shook a wisp of elegance on the forehead, "I don't look at where the third brother was before." "Uh, can I report to the eldest brother and second brother you."

"Okay, what do you want." "Idol's photo and autograph." "Just go and say no, you're so familiar with me." "I'm so shy, Lun's family is going to be shy, don't go or not!" "I'll go, I'll go, don't step on it!"

With a bang, a gust of dust flew in the light emitted by the dungeon light gate. Wang Xiaofeng nodded slightly to Sun Yue, who followed behind him by the maniac.

With a shout, he led the elites of the two ranks to officially start the journey of dungeons.

bite!

System prompt: The team dungeon [Eye of the Storm] (Legend Mode) will be opened soon. After the dungeon is established, the saving progress time is 48 hours, and the dungeon cooldown time is 120 hours. Is it confirmed that it is turned on?

Repeated entry and save progress are preferential treatments for team dungeons, and they are also rules set by the system to take care of the casual team. Especially in the later stage, if the super-large dungeon is stuck in a certain BOS, it is normal to get stuck for one or two days.

"Why don't you talk to me?" Wang Xiaofeng found that a group of people were watching him silently. He couldn't help but touch his chin and said in amazement, "If you are too handsome, you must get used to being recognized."

"I'll go." "The big narcissist." "Brother Xiao Feng said this."

The group attacked them, and the atmosphere became instantly active. Wang Xiaofeng laughed. The death was not what he should do when he brushed the dungeon. He would not be happy if he was carrying too much of the game.
Chapter completed!