On the street, late at night.

The cold moonlight cannot break through the dimness of magic lights intertwined. Looking up at the moon that seems to be calm forever, it has a more blurred whiteness.

Wang Xiaofeng, who was already planning to go offline to sleep, searched along the street because the system prompted that he was no longer a young man and needed to go offline in the room of a town hotel to ensure the safety of the game characters after the offline.

Without the free return to the city from the novice village, when passing by the grocery store in the system, I went to see the price of the scroll back to the city. The bright hardware coins made Wang Xiaofeng feel all kinds of lonely and cold in life. This kind of luxury goods is absolutely impossible to afford in the early stage of the game.

Hotels are not cheap either. The ordinary standard room has twenty silver coins for a night, and there is no semicolon in the hotel in Yufeng City. Looking at the slightly despicable face of the hotel owner, Wang Xiaofeng had the illusion of entering a black store.

However, the hotel rooms in the game are of extraordinary function and are an absolutely safe private space for players. Players can refine elixirs, rub medicines, read books, chat, and 18 prohibitions in the hotel rooms with confidence... Their functions are so rich and diverse that there are countless.

The system hotel is an exclusive chain of all servers, Hemore Hotel. Wang Xiaofeng looked at the poster profile posted on the wall and unexpectedly discovered that he was another great magician who passed away; it seemed that in the Dawn Continent, the magician was the richest profession.

The late space magician Hemore dared to innovatively use the advanced space mirror magic to the catering industry, greatly reducing the use area of ​​public land and alleviating the growing housing pressure.

He paid the rent to the hotel owner for a week at one time and found that the number of gold coins in his backpack was only a pitiful '2'. Well, this was his lucky number. After all, he started to get rich and prosperous by killing the toad captain at the second level.

Lying on the comfortable and soft flat bed in the hotel, looking at the worn notebook on his left hand, the scene of the old guy placing the importance of maintaining world peace on his tender shoulders with a merciful look on his face. Driven by curiosity, Wang Xiaofeng slowly uncovered the cover that had been damaged on it...

Ding! Open Hu's magic study notes, the remaining number of readings today: 2.

There is also a limit on reading times? Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but chuckled twice. Could it be that what is in his hands now is the "Six-Meridian Divine Sword" in the Tianlong Eight Parties? The "Sunflower Book" in the Swordsman's Sword? The "Flying Immortals from the Sky" by Stephen Chow became famous? Wow, the above is purely nonsense. The most common fighting qi technique appears in the magical world, so how can it be embedded in martial arts secrets...

In fact, this is the historical legend. No one except Guiguzi can understand "The Wordless Heavenly Book"! Wang Xiaofeng frowned and carefully flipped through the pages, but except for the pictures and texts on the front and back of the first page, there are no words on the pages behind, and there is no trace of writing.

After searching over and over again, this quaint notebook with the thickness of the Xinhua Dictionary and the size of Chinese textbooks is indeed only "there are pictures and the truth" on the first page, and the ones behind are the yellow and hard sheets that seem to be wooden.

However, with years of gaming experience, relying on keen judgment, observing observation, and the method of high IQ plus points that has been pursued, Wang Xiaofeng quickly found the reason for the wordlessness.

The lower left corner of the second page is written in small characters for fly heads. The player level is not enough and you cannot read the contents of Chapter 2.

There are twelve pieces of paper in total, so there are twelve chapters in total, so can you understand twelve skills?

What do the twelve skills represent?! Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but look forward to it - if there are a few group attack magic in these twelve skills, such as firewalls, seas of fire, meteors, blizzards, etc., then his dad's upgrade speed can be comparable to those mages who burn monsters and upgrade.

Smile, the skills are not about quantity, but about mastery. Just like the fire method that is recognized as the first output, there are only four or five commonly used output skills. And the skills that the poisonous thief king of Ye Lan relied on when he was assassinating and ambushing were just a set of regular combos.

Wang Xiaofeng's group attack magic complex is just a dying struggle in his heart against the throne of the first level list. In fact, the Holy Light Sacrifice also has group magic. After level 30, you can learn group therapy at the career guide...

When a comrade looked back at the ecstatic night in the small hotel in Yufeng City many years later, he could only squat in the corner of the wall with depression, covering his mouth and taking a few breaths of cold air... I won't discuss this matter.

The content of the first page is very brief. The front is a scroll outlined by simple lines, and the back is a paragraph of text.

In the painting, there is a woman who can't see her figure and appearance but makes people feel that she is extremely beautiful. Yun Weichang and Feng make clothes... That is, she doesn't wear much, standing in the clouds and looking at the painful world below.

A monster that seemed to be a demon in a mythical story occupied the main body of the picture, with its hideous bloody mouth, swallowed, and chased the fleeing people on the ground. The fired house, broken limbs, and blood-stained walls, slowly flowed from top to bottom, as if explaining a tragedy of a demon ravaging the world.

The woman who was tall seemed helpless at all in front of her, and could only watch the devil rage in the clouds. The slight raindrops were like her tears.

The end of the picture was a holy light shining on the demon's body from the clouds. The demon was roaring with ferocious roar, and the black skin oozed out a white light from the inside out...

"That's over? Why don't you understand the skills?"

Could it be that the IQ is too low and the comprehension is not enough? There is no reason. Wang Xiaofeng's attack limit is over 100 after adding a war roar. Take a look at his own attributes. The extremely coquettish eighty-six points of intelligence represents the highest peak on the Dawn Continent. Is there any?

On the contrary, those few words made Wang Xiaofeng suddenly ponder.

God said: Darkness wants to be destroyed, but I will be resurrected, but I will not alleviate the suffering you have suffered—"The Book of Light"

The power of the demon erodes the righteous soul, but the body changes but cannot complete the soul's reversal - "Wings of Hope"

It is both a broken body and fearless, it is both distorted and meaningless justice - "The Holy Elementary of the Dawn"

Strength is original sin.

Strength? Does it take power to comprehend skills to reach a certain value? There is no reason! This secondary equipment itself has reduced ten points of strength. Originally, Wang Xiaofeng could still be considered as having no power, but now he is weak and boneless...

Since it is marked to upgrade, what does that one hundred points represent? Fighting one hundred monsters? This is too simple. Could it be to kill a hundred demonized bosses? According to the settings of "The Last World", the demonized bosses are at least level 50. After level 50, the goldware is probably no longer high-end.

Forget it, it’s getting late, so I’m going to take a shower and go to bed. According to Lao Wang’s style, I will think about things I can’t figure out later. As the saying goes, the boat will naturally straighten when I reach the bridge. I lie on the bed and take off my clothes. I’m anxious and can’t eat stinky tofu. Some things are in a hurry.

Sliding into the dark living room, I found that there was a faint light in the cracks in the room of the four females on the second floor, and I should still be struggling in the game. The four young beauties were still fighting so hard, but their dignified seven-foot man could not resist the invasion of sleepiness, and I couldn't help feeling ashamed...

After sleeping with Yi for a few days, Wang Xiaofeng felt uncomfortable all over. Although he had not found a way to lock the door, as a dignified seven-foot man, what is there to be afraid of? Tonight, you must not be wronged! Take off! Take off all! If you dare to take off, you are a real man!

Wang Xiaofeng is a person with a stable biological clock. Five o'clock in the morning is not the time when Wang Xiaofeng should get up, but he still got up because he may not get up again, he will never get up in the future...

"Wang Xiaofeng! I'm upgrading all night, you're still sleeping in here!" This sweet voice, which was slightly damaged in pitch. Before Wang Xiaofeng could come to appreciate the beauty of her clear water and lotus in front of her, she felt a cool breeze swaying across her chest.

He grabbed the thin quilt next to him and looked at the little beauty in front of him with peach blossoms, and couldn't help but feel anxious and pointed at him and shouted: "Why did you come in!"

"No, of course I came in with the door open. Who told someone not to lock the door at night?"

Locking the door... Wang Xiaofeng was in tears. Besides, he felt that there was no need to lock the door. Even if someone wanted to come to his room to discuss life and ideals at night, except for Hu Biao and the other ones, Wang Xiaofeng felt that he refused a little and then passed away.

But what is going on now!?

"Why don't you go out quickly! What are you looking at?"

"Tsk! It's as thin as a grasshopper. Do you think I'm rare!" "I don't care what you see! I haven't seen a man before!" "I just haven't seen a man before, how about it!" Nangong Xiaoniu thrust her chest, and Wang Xiaofeng became shamelessly soft...

The thief put on his clothes with guilt and walked out of the room in shame. He saw a woman hugging Xiao Su Yao on the sofa and laughing.

Wang Xiaofeng was furious. He took advantage of his brother and didn't even look at him. This made him feel the darkness of life and the bitterness of reality. No! Wang Xiaofeng clenched his fists and found an opportunity to look back on this advantage!

First blood front teeth!

"Xiaofeng, come and have a meal." The beautiful boss greeted Wang Xiaofeng to the dining table as always, which made a depressed comrade feel relieved and warm in his heart. He couldn't help but sigh, why is the difference between women and women so big?

"Brother Xiaofeng, Brother Xiaofeng!" The little girl pulled a little head on the edge of the sofa and asked with a smile: "Sister Nangong said you like to sleep naked, is it true?"

"Dina! Uh, boss!" Wang Xiaofeng, who was covered in black face, was angry from his heart, and evil was coming to his courage. He pointed his hand and raised his head to laugh at Nangong Xuan, "I need human rights! I need to get the minimum respect. How could she touch my room in broad daylight! And..."

"What's wrong?" The beautiful boss's phoenix eyes suddenly opened wide, and there was no sleepiness that had been all night before. As the beautiful eyes circulated, Hu Wei, who was originally tired, was shocked and said in a panic: "You...you?! Huh?"

"Wang Xiaofeng!" Nangong Xuanxuan slapped the table, raised the one on her chest not very majestic, and sneered strangely, revealing her two tiger teeth, "Why am I doing you!"

"You...you take advantage of me!" "Tsk," Nangong Xuanxuan changed into a pitiful face, "If you want to take advantage of the Lun family, you will take advantage of the Lun family! If I take advantage of you, who believes it?" Wang Xiaofeng: "I believe it!" "The plaintiff cannot be a witness to attend, and the evidence is insufficient, so the original judgment will be upheld."

"Okay," Dana gave them one of them a flying eye. "As such a big man, he still makes trouble like a child. Could you be some enemies that you couldn't resolve in your previous life?"

"Ah! I understand!" Xiao Su Yao had a row of foreheads, but her delicate little hands could make a loud snap. She stood on the sofa and began to explain the best screenwriter of the year. "Sister Nangong and Brother Xiaofeng used this method to attract each other's attention. In the room just now, Sister Nangong must have secretly kissed Brother Xiaofeng while Brother Xiaofeng was asleep. Ah, Brother Xiaofeng, you are finished, you will be Sister Nangong's member in the future!"

The birch tabletop on the dining table was immediately covered with interlaced black lines. Dana glanced at Qiao Yiren beside her and found that the corners of Bing Meiren's mouth were also twitching unnaturally.

"Su Yao," Wang Xiaofeng coughed a few times, with a little serious expression, "Let's watch less soap opera in the future."

"Well," Nangong Xuan was surprisingly standing on the united front with Wang Xiaofeng. "The rumors and rumors should be better off watching movies with my sister in the future. The stories in those TV series are all intimidating, so there are not so many bloody plots."

"No!" Su Yao raised his chin and snorted coldly, "Sister Nangong is not wearing any clothes when she watches movies. The Lun family is still young, and the eldest sister said she can't watch them."
Chapter completed!