"What's the idea?"

"A good idea, a perfect idea." Li Sanmo smiled and issued an order in the friend column. It would be a problem if he didn't set up a guild. Otherwise, if a guild was held to fight, there would be command channels at all levels. "I originally wanted to make the conflict break out a few more times and then cover up the original truth. But I didn't think that good things would come to my door. We not only don't need to cover up the truth this time, but also have to publicize it."

"The truth of the gods? Are there any pictures?"

"There is a complete video process, and you don't need any processing to directly stick to the tag of the game live broadcast." Li Sanmo waved the paper fan in his hand, and felt that layers of murderous aura were gathered in the house. He felt that he had posted the video online and shared a copy for everyone present.

The video is not long, only ten minutes before and after, and all the content is concentrated in the last fifty seconds. The red dots flashing when the recording video system is turned on proves the originality and authenticity of the video, but the content is also very exciting and rich.

It was a morning with blue sky and white clouds and fragrant grass. Two people were fighting on the beautiful prairie. The video was taken from the perspective of the sky, which was shot by the dwarf who was fighting the horse.

This horse is a golden horse that loves peace, advocates nature, likes to take leisurely walks but is always killed by players passing by. It has a golden name on its head, but its strength is similar to that of ordinary silver-name elite monsters. Any player with some strength can be killed by a single player.

This dwarf is said to be a shield war that loves life and likes girls without engaging in basics. It is a famous person on the ranking list of celebrity players in China. The 36th-level human shield war named "The Secret I Can't Say" will be ignored. He is a passerby who can get a lunch box after recording the video. However, his words and deeds are full of brotherhood with the gods descending to earth, burning the hormones between men.

"Brother Tian, ​​with this mount, please help me with it first and invite you to dinner tonight!"

"Haha, okay, after you finish playing the mount, I'm going to download the dungeon. When your equipment rises again, you will definitely be able to support the other strong shield on the Tiandihui!"

"Yeah!" Sao Nian nodded firmly, with a glory of confidence on his face and a young man's vitality all over his body. The golden horse struggled to death, and stood up and threw two horse hooves to Sao Nian in the face...

Just as the two brothers immediately exterminated the horse with five percent of their health and could start capturing, Sao Nian watched with anticipation as the Dwarf Shield War used the taming technique that required fifteen seconds to read. He had not been able to learn animal taming techniques, so he could only improve at a wait-level, but he trusted his leader because his leader was Brother Tian.

One failure, two failures, five failures, nothing is it, but more than thirty failures show that the dwarf Shield War is so bad.

The god descended to earth to inject the golden horse's blood into two%, and the probability of success will be infinitely increased.

But at this time, inevitable evil forces appeared.

"Bastard! Let go of that golden horse!"

"Why!" The mighty and unyielding saucy replied, covering his still bleeding nose, "We have paid the money!"

"The horses here are all my own! Why do you think! Kill that dwarf for me!" The leader Shield Zhan roared and charged directly, and more than a dozen level 41 and 2 players followed him entered the battle state.

"Third Brother!" He was so desperate that one of them shouted: "The other party is from the Tiandihui, the boss asked us to retreat!"

"I'll get out of his hot neighbor, I'll kill the Tiandihui! Do it!"

"Don't hurt my elder brother!"

The young man raised his long sword, covered his nose, and his body turned into a ray of light and shadow, and he directly faced the guy and began to charge backwards.

The level 36 shield war, the wolf clan shield war did not take it seriously. After all, the difference between the two was five or six, and the system judged that the young man must have been dizzy.

But half a second later, the wolf tribe Shield Zhan, led by the Shenke player, staggered two steps and fell to the ground. The young man raised his knife and slashed at his neck.

Countless players who watched the video played back, slowly playing the light and shadow of that moment. When the boy was forced to run by the system, the dazzling micro-job, the tragic hand speed, and the last shield strike that was fixed on the wolf clan's shield and lower abdomen...

The boy did it!

With a level 6 difference, one-handed counterattack made a wolf tribe shield war, which had a equipment and level far exceeding his. But then, the angrily shouted the player behind him, and the young man fell down unwillingly, covering his still bleeding nose without shouting.

He did it!

But he bought enough time for the dwarf, and the golden horse turned into a golden light and poured into his body. The boy died without regrets.

"Dare to kill my brother!"

Dwarf Shield Zhan roared angrily, exaggerated but without any pretentiousness, and resolutely charged into the crowd, and the exploding dragon flames devoured four or five cloth armored professions.

But the other party had a nurse, so he could only kill six people. In just over a dozen seconds, it made people breathe rapidly. The dwarf shield showed off the art of killing people with one sword, and in the end he was naturally outnumbered and died in the present.

There are three seconds of darkness at the end of the video, but the player's death video recording is automatically cancelled.

The name of the video is "Brother, I did it". This extremely sensational statement fell into the eyes of the president of the Shenke Guild Association. The mage player who was killing monsters in the dungeon took two steps back coldly.

"It's over, it's over..."

Shen Ke is indeed finished. A melee of thousands of people broke out in the grassland north of the city. After Li Sanmo rejected President Shen Ke's request for peace under the pretext of not being able to contact Shen Mu, Emerald City was destined to have one less guild.

Wang Xiaofeng was naturally unaware of this. He was listening to the old guys below discussing it. Three cobblers beat Zhuge Liang. Wang Xiaofeng found that the words and excuses he had prepared were hard to hold on here, so how could he feel?

The ginger is still spicy and the wine is still fragrant. Facing a group of old men who have been fighting each other for countless years, Wang Xiaofeng was decisive and cowardly.

It is obvious that he can recite a thick stack of doctrines of light, sing praises to the goddess, keep the holy light, let him go up and speak the charlatan, and keep the world peace and want to deal with these old guys.

Moreover, among these quarrels, Wang Xiaofeng suddenly realized that he had made a very serious principled problem.

It was not that the dark camp wanted to fight to the death with the light camp, but that the light camp had a slogan similar to "If you must first calm the country when fighting foreign countries," and classified the dark camp as the leg of the demon of hell. While the demon had not yet broken the space barrier, it wiped out the dark camp.

What's this? People don't seek trouble but have to provoke a war. Elder Yat said just now that the dark camp was displaying heavy troops on the other side of the abyss. It is estimated that people just wanted to defend but didn't want to attack.

Fortunately, there are many people who oppose this proposal, and the number of people on both sides is basically one-to-one, so there has been a long discussion.

After listening for more than half an hour, his scalp was blown out, and Elder Yat, who was standing beside him, signaling him that he could directly press the inverted half ball on the table if he wanted to speak.

"Well, I think, I'd better learn more about the rigor and wisdom of these seniors," Wang Xiaofeng smiled, and the pride was gone. He took out a bottle of magic spring water and rinsed his mouth, nourishing his body and mind. "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious."

"Well," Yat pointed to the only old man sitting in the center of the round table. "You must explain your point of view before he speaks, otherwise he will make a decision and report it to the Pope's ruling."

"Okay," Wang Xiaofeng rubbed his hands and stared at the old man who closed his eyes and pondered. There was no name above these old men, and it was obvious that Wang Xiaofeng was not qualified to see it. But the old man below should be the ruling of the Holy Light, and the position he was sitting in the center of the entire "fighting arena", and it should be a place where all kinds of sound waves gather.

If you can persist in this messy environment for three days and three nights, no wonder Hu En, the ninth saint, was able to forge. That old guy probably couldn't stand the torture and was willing to transform into the holy light.

Anyway, Wang Xiaofeng was still scared when he saw it, but the old man sat quite comforting. If he hadn't made gestures to maintain order in the venue from time to time, everyone would probably think he was sleeping.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Wang Xiaofeng. The hundreds of old men around him paused for discussion. Every time this ruling master opened his eyes, it basically meant that the result was revealed.
Chapter completed!