When her fingers gently stroked his face, looking at the pretty red face, the thin lips pursed, and the trembling eyelashes, he just wanted to reach out and touch the shyness that was close to him... In the dark cave, the blurry and unreality evoked some inconsistencies. These thoughts were like a slightly drunken wind, wrinkling the mirror-like lake in his heart.

I just wish to capture the beauty of the remaining spring for you...

She lowered her head and said nothing, with some muddy fuzzy colors on her green fingers; he smiled silently, looking at the little girl who seemed to have done something wrong and was waiting to be blamed, and said warmly: "It's okay, just be happy." Her delicate body trembled, and her waist twisted and she fainted into the darkness of the hole. Wang Xiaofeng smacked the corner of her lips, savoring the intoxicating dizziness.

A cold wind blew at the end of the corridor. He waved his sleeves and swept down three pounds of dandruff; he left gently without taking away a trace of 'sour'... A foreign philosopher once said: Beautiful things are the most likely to cause depravity. Don't understand? This sentence tells the same truth as "**There are short days and the king will not go to court early since then", but the angle and degree are slightly different.

Most of the monsters in the novice village are practiced for players and are familiar with the basic skills of profession. In this era of fighting monsters with the standard configuration of warfare, a priest and a thief rely on several precious black iron tools in the early stages of the game to continuously harvest sub-elite captains in the depths of the skeleton cave.

Wang Xiaofeng faced his hands silently, as if he was carefully checking the fine lines and dirt on it. In fact, someone accidentally wrote a legend of black hands...

In one morning, the "Dead End Duo" killed three other team captains of the damaged skeletons in a row, but except for harvesting another Hall's trousers, Wang Xiaofeng never found a piece of black iron equipment... Fortunately, these two "Hall" equipment were not suits, otherwise someone would probably have to buy it to thank the world.

Before killing the second skeleton captain, Wang Xiaofeng's level was upgraded to level 8. The level 8 intern priests was considered a silent group mockery against mainstream players of level 5 and level 6. The total experience value obtained and rewarded by killing the ninth sub-elite is a total of 2,600 points, which seems a lot, but compared with the 32,000 experience value required to upgrade to level 9 at level 8, it is still a bit bitter.

The time interval between the broken team leader refreshes is very long, and the first one killed in one morning has not been refreshed. It seems that the higher the level, the more the number of team leader exists, but the refresh cycle also increases. This should be done by the system on purpose.

Ding! System prompt: The village chief of the novice village has something urgent to come to you. Apocalypse, go to his place to take a look!

This is the main task? Or a novice guide task? Wang Xiaofeng was in a hurry, but he didn't tell Qiuyue that he just accompanied her to kill the weak bone skeleton at the level seven, quietly waiting for her level to improve.

At noon, Qiuyue's upgrade experience was still 10,000 yuan. After a brief discussion, she decided to ask Wang Xiaofeng to go to the village chief to receive the task and try to share the task. After all, the experience rewards of the task are very rich, which is much better than the boring monster-scraping.

At twelve o'clock noon, Wang Xiaofeng, who took off his helmet, stretched his waist hard, and lying on the bed for a long time made him feel numb all over. Although the game helmet continuously stimulated the muscles in his body with micro currents, he was still a little uncomfortable, who had not played games for two years.

The miniature screen next to the pillow automatically switched to the restaurant screen. Wang Xiaofeng smiled slightly. It was lunch time in the studio. Although Dana only had the promise to him, there was no pressure to eat and drink.

"Xiao Feng, come and sit down."

Unexpectedly, the first person to say hello to him was not the cute little Su Yao, but the goddess Dana in a rose-colored long skirt. Wang Xiaofeng quickly ran over, thinking that the leader was going to ask about work.

"Hi!" Hearing a loud shout in his ears, the sound was like thunder, and the eardrum was vibrating. Subconsciously, he turned his head to look, but saw the two brothers Hu Biao and Hu Wei waving their knives, forks, bowls and chopsticks coming. Wang Xiaofeng was shocked, and immediately took a lunge, pulled out his posture, fighting against two, without any fear.

But he obviously underestimated the combat power of two soldiers from special forces. In the data-first game world, Wang Xiaofeng might be able to fight fiercely with the two, but in reality... the two big men picked up someone and threw it on the sofa three meters away.

"Say!" Nangong Xuanxuan sat on the coffee table with a big sword, staring at someone who was deeply trapped in the cushion on her head. Wang Xiaofeng screamed bitterly, and wanted to stand up but was pressed on the sofa by the Hu Biao brothers who had come a few steps. They could only shout out injustice - "What's wrong? This is! What am I talking about?" "Are you a cheat or a relative of his master's mind??"

"I'm cheating... I'm cheating!" "Then how did you get promoted to level 8? You dare to speak stubbornly!" Nangong Xuan glared at Hu Biao and Hu Wei, signaling to serve him. The two brothers Hu Biao looked at each other, a little hesitant whether they should take serious action. Thinking of the counter-espionage training, eighteen martial arts, and thirty-six tortures can now be used at will.

"Hey! Don't think of rebelling in the middle of the journey!"

"How can I get promoted? How can I get promoted? I'm a monster!" Wang Xiaofeng felt that he could not be scolded, otherwise his reputation would be unsafe in his later years. Dana appeared at the right time to relieve the situation, and said "Stop making trouble", which made the two men and women with resentment obediently sit back to their seats.

After moaning for a few times, Wang Xiaofeng felt a numbness all over his body, and he felt a sense of comfort after massage. It seemed that Hu Biao and the other two should be forced by the power of Nangong girl. They were in Cao's camp and were in the Han Dynasty. They did not say anything ruthless to him, but also relaxed his muscles and bones for free.

He sat down obediently and gave Hu Biao a grateful look. The latter nodded with a smile, his eyes filled with three big words: You understand.

The atmosphere on the dining table was quite strange. The little girl seemed to be in a bad mood, sitting there holding a glass of juice in a daze; Qiao Yiren was eating lunch gracefully, and Sun Yue was affectionate with her. Hu Wei followed the example and looked at Nangong Xuanxuan, who rolled his eyes and continued to ignore it.

"Xiaofeng, are you the one who passed away with the wind?" "Hmm? That?" Wang Xiaofeng stopped the movement in his hand and nodded, "What's wrong?" "No," Dana snorted a few times, as if she was a little resentful, "I just didn't realize that our big security guard was actually a master who was hidden. No wonder she looked down on our small studio."

"Boss, where did you go?" Wang Xiaofeng admired the posture of the little daughter hidden under the goddess Dana's goddess style for the first time, and couldn't help but smile, "What is hidden in the depths?" "The average level of mainstream players is at level 5," Dana smiled, "As the only level 8 player, are you still hiding in the depths? Do you want to teach us some upgrade experience and give us some advice?"

"Don't bury me!" Wang Xiaofeng lowered his head to eat, and then whispered: "I mainly rely on killing those sub-elite team captains to upgrade. The sub-elite experience is very good. You can try a few of you team up."

"Tsk!" Nangong Xuanxuan seemed to be unpleasant to her comrades, "What kind of team leader, one person was instantly lost as soon as he brushed it out. The experience he got was not as good as the little monsters!" "Then you walk into the hole. The number of team leaders behind him is more, but the level is higher."

"I sent someone to see it," Dana sighed. "Those level nine team leaders are too high in attributes. They can't push them if there are fewer people. The experience value is still very low when there are too many people. Now they are all whiteboard equipment, and a level six team cannot beat them."

Then you can also try to find a male priest to match a little female thief? Of course, this sentence is just a psychological thought, but I dare not say it. His current level advantage is ultimately due to the experience of killing toads and killing wolves at the top. From the beginning, he led the starting line and was free from most players, without robbing monsters. The first kills of several team leaders also created an advantage in equipment.

After lunch was quickly finished with the thoughts of several people, Wang Xiaofeng wiped his mouth and took the water from the cup and was about to go back to the room.

"Xiao Feng, wait first," Dana looked at the people who returned to her room and smiled: "This time I solemnly invite you to join our studio, how about it?"

Looking at Dana's soft and expectant eyes, Wang Xiaofeng wanted to refuse, but felt that there was some obstacle in his throat, "Well, can I think about it again?" "Well, I'll wait for your reply." Dana seemed to see the gloom in his eyes, and gave out a light breath, as if she had let go of some heavy weight...

It was launched on time, and the figures of the two appeared at the resurrection site in the village square almost at the same time. They looked at each other and smiled, and walked side by side to the village chief’s house.

Looking at the army of players who have slightly reduced their nap time, Wang Xiaofeng really couldn't imagine how popular Apocalypse Game is. How many people in China will play this virtual online game again? I'm afraid it's difficult to calculate.

After pushing open the wooden door of the village chief's courtyard, it is still a hot stall gathering place, shouting and hawking. It is almost a trading ground for high-end equipment in the novice village.

However, this time, before Wang Xiaofeng found a road leading to the old village chief in the stall, the old village chief who had been leaning on the recliner and playing the role of a paranormal man suddenly stood up, kicked his feet, and rushed towards Wang Xiaofeng. Looking at the old village chief stepping on the shoulders of the stall player and the flowing figure of the head, Wang Xiaofeng exclaimed in his heart: What a light skill!

The skill of "flying on the head" made Wang Xiaofeng look at the village chief who was suspected to be a master. This is probably the system's "anti-blocking" patch later on the village chief. The last Nine-Tiantian NPC incident was followed by many guilds, causing an extremely bad impact, and many complaints.

"Warrior!" The old village chief hugged Wang Xiaofeng and began to snot and tears, which surprised the players around who had become accustomed to the village chief's style. "Apocalypse! The warriors in our village! I finally hope for you!"

"You are polite to the village chief." Wang Xiaofeng looked very polite, "I have always been cared for by the village chief. Now my teammates and I have initially understood the power of fighting. It is time to contribute our own strength to the village!"

"With the wind, I'm not mistaken for you! Hurry up, please come and have a couple."

I? Weishang... Village Chief, you should give me a foreign name and not be honest about your Virgin Mary. What classical literature is being drawn to here. However, Wang Xiaofeng said that he likes the word "Qishan" very much.

I glanced at the little beauty behind me and was standing there with a blushing face, looking shy and shy, which made people's index fingers move. In this case, it would be better if I didn't object; of course, it would be better if I didn't step on him.

So, as the players around him were in awe, the old village chief opened the door that had been tightly closed and led Wang Xiaofeng and the others in.

"Hey! Have you seen it clearly? Are you those two?" "Nonsense, why don't you think there will be players at level 8? Now, 80% are going to take out the village mission!" "I'll go, god! I'll stop them later and ask if there is any unused equipment."

"Didn't you see that people are covered with black iron tools?" "Did you take a photo?" "Photo!" "What are you doing when you stand there! **右!" "Oh, yes! Haha, forum coins are going to make a lot of money this time."

In the room, Wang Xiaofeng and Qiuyue listened carefully to the old village chief's long narrative, and did not dare to show any impatientness. Listening to the information revealed between the lines of the old village chief, it seemed that what they wanted was really the main line of the novice village...
Chapter completed!