"Devil's Horn?"

Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but stare. The system did not give any label information, and he had never learned to identify it. He just looked at Ling Tongzhi's proud expression, but he couldn't take it seriously. "What are you doing by breaking this? You can't eat it, so you throw it away."

"Brother Suifeng," the little girl showed a crying expression. Wang Xiaofeng, who was just joking, threw away the armor and quickly stuffed the horn that he was about to throw back into Lingtong's hand, making the girl burst into tears and smiled. "Brother Suifeng is the best. Although this horned spiritual pupil cannot be eaten, it can absorb it. But Lingtong doesn't know what to do."

Absorb? Absorb the demon's horns? Absorb the demon's power?

Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help frowning. The spiritual pupils had changed completely from amnesia to a completely personal change, and they were almost related to this demon. If as expected, both of them were the products of soul magic.

But Ling Tong was educated by the old librarian for a while, and after that, there was no dark aura and he could fight head-on with the demon boy. If soul magic is considered an intermediary for guidance, the source of the demon boy Gao Cong's power should be the power of the demon, the power of the demon from hell; then what is the source of the power of the spiritual boy?

The power of the Queen of Pain comes from pain? Or resentment? A comrade said that he could not find much clear understanding of this complex and chaotic magic world, so he could only sigh and give Lingtong a few instructions.

"The power is no longer strong. It is enough to protect the people you want to protect in your heart. It is enough to protect yourself and protect your friends. Even if you find a way in the future, if the power of this demon will make you lose your kindness and purity, promise me not to use it."

"Yes!" Ling Tong nodded heavily. Although she seemed to understand the game, the few firmness she wrote on her little face.

Watching Wang Xiaofeng disappear into a layer of white light, there was a hint of cunning on the corner of her mouth, her little hand holding the demon's horns, and her soft silver hair swung gently with the breeze...

Wang Xiaofeng also forgot the prince who wanted to kill him. He didn't know what new name he would get as the incident spreads on the mainland. Demon-killing Sacrifice? The most combat-powerful priest in history?

What do you want to do? The name does not give you success, and it is only spread at the level of NPC, which is of no use to his actual interests.

The most at ease is Rouyi, who is pulling his lover, walking on the crowded streets. This couple, who are almost 100% in return, is also eye-catching when they are on the road.

Although Qiuyue was a little uncomfortable, she still took off the veil on her face. Anyway, there were photos of her thief goddess everywhere on the forum, which could satisfy her man's inexplicable sense of pride and vanity, and she felt a little happy.

However, Wang Xiaofeng was continuing to hold a meeting with the quasi-level executives of the Tiandihui Association. Listening to the effects of several activities organized in the past ten hours, led by famous players such as Li Sanmo, and the discipline and organizational foundation of the 1,500 brothers who have played their remaining passion, have relatively satisfactory goals for several group activities.

"We must separate personal gains from guild benefits. The current equipment is just overdoing, so we can give more players who are not strong enough."

Wang Xiaofeng said something to pay attention to. Although he was a bit suspicious of talking too much, he really wanted to give them more instructions. Some lessons from the past must be learned, and there are many lessons in the online game industry. "The guild has fixed dungeons and must not open gold groups. The leader of each group must be instructed."

"There is no dispute over the leader of the eighty elite groups, but the remaining ones are still the leader of the leader..." Li Sanmo pondered, "For the time being, I will decide the winner and lose tomorrow's competition, and find a place outside the city to compete."

"Oh," the god descended to earth and sighed quite lonely, and calmed down the team channel that was talking quietly. He listened to his leisurely voice, "When will the arena be opened, my big shield is already hungry."

"Go! Are you talking about serious business! Why are you just trashing me!"

"The arena should be open soon. According to the news on the official website, it is basically after the second transfer."

"Teaming a double rank?"

“Must!”

"Okay, I'm saying the guild will develop, let you discuss the arena? If the five-man team add me."

Wang Xiaofeng was helpless. Qiu Yue, who was standing beside him, was also in the team as a senior guild leader. At this time, his eyes lit up and he bit Wang Xiaofeng's ear.

"Maple, what is an arena?"

"This... I'll take you to score points after it's open, I'm not bad." Wang Xiaofengzhi smiled proudly and coughed a few times to attract the attention in the team channel. "What did I want to say just now? I almost forgot it after you made a fuss. Lao Bai, please study more with Charming. Those living players' monthly salary cannot be cut off and they are not profitable for the time being. Charming, can you be responsible for the accounting of the Tiandihui in the future? "

He spoke up a few cool words in a charming and calm manner: "Monthly salary is 50,000 yuan, including food and accommodation."

"No problem, the guild will issue money immediately when it makes money!" Who can't write a blank check, and Wang Xiaofeng also knew that charming was joking with him. Her salary has always been calculated as an annual salary, so she received it directly from Zi Yan.

"Everyone organizes more activities and get started as soon as possible to form combat effectiveness. After a week, we will submit the guild trial certificate and kill the boss CCB!"

"Okay!" Everyone responded in unison, it was a crowd of emotions...

The so-called activity is nothing more than finding a big map to clean it up, searching for treasure chests, bosses and elite monsters. This was once the life that Wang Xiaofeng had been looking forward to for many years, but now he has to maintain enough mystery and symbolism and cannot be accustomed to these players.

The grouping of 1,500 people was basically decided. In addition to the reserved beheading kitchen knife team, there were basically fifteen physics players in the eighty groups. Then some cloth armor professions were allocated among the recruited comrades, and the eighty elite groups could quickly form combat power. Wang Xiaofeng planned to recruit another recruit in half a month, so that the 6,500 people must be quickly tied into a rope.

Fortunately, he is not fighting alone. The Three Hundred Night Owls are basically famous players who have been in online games for so many years. Most of the Night Owls who have not returned now are dissuaded by Wang Xiaofeng, and are forced by reality and life. Many people even set up guilds themselves because they are senior executives of large guilds, and birds of feathers flock together. Back then, the Chinese region was dominated by 300 people, so how could the Three Hundred Night Owls not have a capable person?

Li Sanmo is a standard wise and unparalleled person. This person has a lot of ghost strategy and can be called Kong Ming, a generation of Yelan Studio. Although, he personally admires Guiguzi.

The Demon Saint of No Sutra is a natural leader. In reality, he also has several large group companies. When he was in the studio with Yelan, he was introverted and calm. However, he was a little less arrogant and valued love and loyalty, so he could only be regarded as a marshal.

There are still many such talents, so Wang Xiaofeng, the manager, was very stable.

The guild got into a regular relationship within one day, and Wang Xiaofeng finally began to consider how to meet with old man Hu En. Qiuyue is now the head of the Tiandihui Society, and she has to spend too many things to accompany Wang Xiaofeng for a long time.

Yelan Studio, the "Getting for the Less and Heat" elite group, Zi Yan Charming Studio is the main component framework of the Tiandihui Society. Qiuyue is now living in the villa and is half a member of Zi Yan and Charming Studio. Needless to say, Yelan Studio is supported by Wang Xiaofeng's girlfriend, the Elite Group of Liberation is originally her soldier, and it is perfect for her to be the shopkeeper.

I took out a bunch of things from the warehouse and cleaned my backpack at the auction house. Holding the scroll of fate, Wang Xiaofeng thought about it and went to the church and returned to the suite he prepared for him.

He ordered the intern girl to serve fragrant tea and refreshments, and then called Norton to guard the door and sit behind the desk. Wang Xiaofeng finally slapped the scroll of fate.

Leaving your future to an illusory fate will be the most unreliable decision in your life.
Chapter completed!