The jungle at night was a little quiet, and you could still hear the sound of waves coming from a distant place. Three figures gathered in the shadows, watching the magic light moving in the forest.

"Three mages, four thieves, two nannies, how can we fight?" Wu Mei pulled out the two swords in her hand, and beside her a sharpshooter, the Apocalypse Gongzhe, and the Aoshima Li Sanmo. This is an unstandard warfare configuration. If the poor treatment amount of the upstream minstrel is included.

"I'll add state, the sharpshooter is a nanny in seconds. If you go up and kill one, the rest is not worth worrying." Li Sanmo sat down with a simple strategic deployment, with calm calmness in his words.

The doomsday Gongzhe, who was standing by, just watched from beginning to end, didn't say much. He was a little confused, not understanding the confidence of the two, nor understanding Li Sanmo's calmness. And how could this short-haired beauty judge the number of thieves? This made him feel very strange.

No matter how strange it is, he did not doubt it. Not to mention that these two are famous professionals in China, who have been famous for a long time and have excellent skills.

Just an old brother who got along with his master, strictly speaking, is his elder. But now all three of them are famous. If they lose to death one time later, they will probably be explained to level three or four.

"I'm ready, it's almost time to kill these heat. When you meet with them, go directly to the city gate to squat."

"I'll say it first, you dare to let me die later. Be careful that I'll explode your garbage equipment." Wu Mei wrinkled her beautiful nose, and the slender swords in her hand came out with sword flowers late, and she touched the flames.

The grassroots in Li Sanmo's mouth spit on the ground, holding a collection of poems in both hands. The collection of poems by the minstrel is their weapons, and it is not easy to explode such weapons, and generally there is only an extremely low probability. However, the value of this weapon is very low, because there are not many minstrel players and there is no market at all.

"Don't worry, this group of people is just cannon fodder to die, and the real elite has not yet come out."

In Wang Xiaofeng's room, a comrade listened to Qiuyue's soft voice and recited the various regulations that made him feel big. He lived like a year in a few minutes, and after signing several names of honor, he looked at Qiuyue with a stern face.

Qiuyue sorted out the text contract indifferently, then calmly put away the pile of documents, but finally breathed a little relieved, with a hint of fatigue on her pretty face, feeling relieved.

"The business has been handled?"

Wang Xiaofeng's stern face had not been let go, while Qiu Yue sniffed, stood in front of him with her lips pursed, and nodded gently.

"Then let's talk about private matters and sit here." After patting the sofa beside me, Qiuyue blinked her starry eyes. Seeing that Wang Xiaofeng didn't seem to be joking, she sat next to him with a little uneasy.

"Sit closer."

"profound."

"Close your eyes."

"Well... don't..."

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Who!" Wang Xiaofeng, whose good thing was broken, said that he was very manic and was about to give his first kiss. This was all... If it were Xuanxuan, Wang Xiaofeng swears that he must reduce the time he would have to contact Qiuyue in the future. This kind of aura will definitely not encourage him.

"Brother Xiaofeng is on the game! The Fenglei Guild declares war on your studio!"

"What?" Wang Xiaofeng was stunned. It took a few seconds to react to the message in this sentence. He jumped onto the bed and picked up the game helmet, waved to Qiuyue. "I'll go see what's going on, wait for me for a while."

"Be careful..." Qiu Yue was about to give a few words, but saw that Wang Xiaofeng had closed his eyes, the glass cover of the game helmet was slowly lowered, and the green light above her head was already on.

When he walked up to him, he looked at his face that seemed to be asleep, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After looking at him quietly for a while, Qiuyue remembered what she should have done at this time, and hurried out of the room, and saw Su Yao waiting for Wang Xiaofeng's reply at the door.

“Is there any extra network here?”

Wang Xiaofeng's heart was filled with countless pictures, nothing more than the past of the president of the Fenglei Guild. But he didn't expect that he would attack him if he didn't cause trouble for her again? Is he aggrieved her for life and death? Why did that woman always use this method to provoke his bottom line?

As soon as I logged into the game, Ding Ding's system prompted me, and he blocked the voice invitations one by one. In the game, he logged into the forum. In the top post, it was Feng Lei who declared war on Ye Lan. The poster was also the vice president of Feng Lei Guild's real-name authentication, Qu Zheng.

With a loud bang, Wang Xiaofeng, who was standing on the corner of the street, punched the stall next to him, and stopped at the safety area at the city gate.

Summoning his follower Nuodu, summoning the light unicorn, and his body scattered towards the teleportation altar in the city like an arrow. The erect anger infected the sitting unicorn, and the little flower ran and exuded a violent aura.

Shui Ningyan, Qu Zhihongyan, since you declared war, there is no need to say anything. If you don’t repent, I will not talk about mercy. Is there any kindness to tell this liar? Declare war?

war!

"Owner!"

Norton came down at the teleportation altar and knelt on one knee to perform the knight's gift. Wang Xiaofeng turned over, put away the unicorn, handed over his teleportation staff, and handed over a pack of gold coins and a few gold tickets.

Wang Xiaofeng calmed down a little breath and directly ordered Nuodu: "First go to Emerald City to buy three hundred rebirth scrolls, then go to the front line to find Keith, and transfer the three hundred most elite knights to Jiyu City!"

"Yes!" Norton jumped directly onto the teleportation array, and Wang Xiaofeng sent a few text messages to a few friends who sent voice invitations again, and stepped onto the teleportation altar.

The guild declares war on the studio?

The name of "Divorce with the Wind" is destined to be unstoppable in China. As soon as the second-hand professional advances to the "Second Hero", a large-scale guild and a 100-person studio began to fight.

But what kind of dirty things did this Fenglei guild be? He tried his best to declare war with a studio? Is this bullying or lack of mind? What's the benefit of winning? And he also has to offend the First God's Shepherd.

The energy of the First God's Majesty, how about the appeal and prestige? Compared with the two, it is not without the power of a battle, but there is a gap in absolute power. How to fight this battle? Could it be a beheading operation? But this is obviously impossible. After all, as long as you hide in the city, it is difficult to fight.

Most people continue to watch the farce with the mentality of watching the fun. The Chinese region is lively every day, and playing games will be more fun. The main reason is to see if the First God's Majesty will break the wings in front of such a large guild to break the evil circle of God's Majesty's immortality.

But some people claim that the Fenglei Guild is a despicable behavior, and the Qu Zhi Hongyan identity theory, which was hustle and bustle a few days ago, was once again noisy and bustle.

Some people pointed out that the Shui Ningyan had constituted a serious economic fraud, but the financial system of virtual online games was once chaotic with the closure of "Era". There was no evidence of the incident that year, and the game company would not show any player's game information.

At that time, the night was late, and it was gone with the wind and did not care about this anymore. The parties involved didn't care. What did the others say? It was just that the Fenglei Xinghui was affected by this. Once a player left the meeting, the strength of the guild continued to decline. Qu Zhihongyan gradually disappeared from the players' sight and gradually relaxed the management of the guild, which gradually eased.

But at this time, this incident broke out and was brought up again, causing a thousand waves. The number of players who were following it soared rapidly, which also allowed this special declaration of war to be topped.

There are also anonymous players who are said to be senior members of the Fenglei Guild who have exposed the news and have been witnessed by players in Jiyu City. So far, there has been no complete statistics. More than 30 conflicts broke out between members of the Fenglei Guild and Yelan Studio. More than 520 players died in the Fenglei Guild, and Yelan Studio did not have any news of casualties.

The most exciting thing is not just that, but Yelan Studio dispatched more than a dozen players and were successively issued. Of course, what is exciting here is not the identities of these people, but the number of these people.

"Feng Lei is embarrassing. He was killed hundreds of people by more than a dozen people, and he is the largest guild in Jiyu City."

"If you don't look at who your opponent is, those perverts are too strong, it's not difficult to keep them if you go a few thousand."

"Tsk, lend me five hundred mages and gather fire and flatten them!"
Chapter completed!