No matter what, give it a try, maybe it will be an unexpected surprise. Ye Fengxing secretly made up his mind and pretended to say casually: "Hey, is your Bugatti hungry?"
Mads looked embarrassed and spoke vaguely: "Ah... Don't worry about it, sir. It's just tired from running at high speeds. I will reward it well later."
"That's it." Ye Fengxing chuckled, patted Bugatti's body, and praised: "It is indeed a good horse. It only took ten minutes to run to Beiya City. It deserves a reward. Here, take it.
"
Mads subconsciously caught a small shiny object, its brightness, color, and texture... Then, the bearded groom was stunned again.
Ye Fengxing played with the magic weapon and deliberately passed in front of Bugatti. The big guy kept staring at his hand and snorted three or four times in just a few steps.
"Huh? Is it sick?" A certain mage suddenly turned around and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "I want to ask you, what does it mean for horses to be in this kind of situation?"
"Back to my lord..." Mads scratched his beard and said with some embarrassment: "Sniffing is usually meaningless. It is probably equivalent to sneezing, but Bugatti... it..."
"What's wrong with it?" Ye Fengxing asked knowingly, pretending to be a curious baby.
Mads gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and whispered: "Bugadi has a weird habit, that is, he likes to eat some shiny stones. He has been like this since he was a child, and he still can't get rid of it until now."
"I see." This is what Ye Fengxing was waiting for, and he immediately took Torik's magic core out of the package - the cold heart was still to be given to Lan Xi, but he couldn't give it away generously.
As for the magic cores, there are quite a few left, so I don’t feel bad giving them away for nothing.
"Is it this kind of 'stone'?"
"Yes, yes...how do you know, sir?" Mads was a little confused as to what this young man wanted to do. Could it be...did he have evil thoughts about Bugatti?
Ye Fengxing raised his hand and threw it, and the magic core flew over in a bright curve. Da Ma, whose eyes were already shining, immediately shook his head and grabbed the small thing in his mouth, chewing it eagerly.
The sound is endless.
"Hoo! Good teeth!" A certain mage patted Bugatti on the shoulder, but suddenly he saw a trace of fire flashing in the big guy's eyes, and the mane on his neck instantly turned red. To be precise, it was closer to flames.
That kind of brightness and brilliance.
Although this was only a momentary change, Ye Fengxing knew that his feeling was absolutely correct - just now, what emerged in his thoughts was a raging flame, with countless violent and flying sparks, and was surrounded and swept by an unruly whirlwind, running forward.
Okay! Dance wildly!
If the old Aston is a colorful elemental cloud in someone's mind, then Bugatti is pure fire and free wind. Although it is not as big as the elemental cloud, it is definitely not small!
"Holy shit! Is this big guy at level 60 or 70?" Ye Fengxing's heart was churning like boiling water. Bugatti's aura was not much different from that of the main city guards, and it was not completely released.
This is really amazing...
After calming down, a certain mage pretended not to know anything and waved goodbye to Mads: "Thank you for letting me see a good horse. See you again if we have the opportunity."
The bearded coachman stood there in a daze, wondering what he was thinking.
"Five, four, three, two, one... do it again, five, four, three, two, one point five, one, zero point five... rub! You really don't give me a task?!" Ye Fengxing silently said in his heart. While counting, he held his head high and pretended to be working hard.
"Old... Master." Mads suddenly spoke.
"Huh?" Ye Fengxing turned around suddenly, feeling ecstatic in his heart.
"Your generosity is enough to light up the sky." The bearded coachman bent down and bowed, and said sincerely: "I hope we can meet again."
"Oh!" Ye Fengxing almost vomited blood and almost shouted out the two words he was holding in his heart. It doesn't matter if you don't give me the task. Can you change your lines? This is obviously what I use to deal with others, but I actually said it well. The writing is not bad, your uncle’s...
Ying Lie and others had been waiting impatiently for a long time. When they saw a certain mage coming back, they immediately gathered around and asked questions.
"Failed?" The devil smiled and hugged Ye Fengxing's shoulders, and said maliciously: "One gold, one silver, and a magic core, just throw it into the water.~"
"Fortunately." Ye Fengxing smiled slightly and said casually: "This bearded man is quite interesting. I have to give it a try. Maybe it will be an epic mission. It's better to be in trouble than to be in need. It's better to be in trouble than to be in need.~"
"Ah? This kind of NPC can also give epic tasks??" Xiaoxiao and Xiaoxiaoxian's ears suddenly stood up, and Yinglie grabbed Ye Fengxing's arm with disbelief on his face. "Really. Is it fake? Do you have any examples? Tell me for reference."
"Your sister, I won't lie to anyone if I lie to you." Ye Fengxing said angrily: "The intelligent task triggering system is so cheating. Those who give Niu 13 tasks are not necessarily high-level NPCs, and they may not take the initiative to come to you. Many You have to fight for it yourself, do you think an NPC like an uncle will beg you?"
"That's not true..." Ying Lie said with his head, "But who knew that you could get a mission just by taking a bus?"
"You have to try your best, and remember one purpose: every NPC that behaves abnormally is someone we can fight for."
"Then...how should we fight for it?" Xiao Xiaoxian had never heard of an "intelligent task triggering system" and couldn't help but ask the truth.
"If you can't get it right, just look for something that interests you. If you can't find it, leave a good impression first. If you can't leave the impression, recommend it to your friends. Maybe others will succeed after trying it, and you can keep the good news from others."
Xiao Xiaoxian stuck out his tongue and whispered: "Brother Ye Zi, why are you so professional? You can't be a beta player..."
"Guessed it right, but there is no reward." Ye Fengxing couldn't help but sigh when he thought about the time in the closed beta test, and casually told the story of how he and the Yun sisters collaborated to trap an NPC...
When summing up, this guy said with a serious face: "Many people have seen that old NPC, why are we the only one who succeeded? Because we caught his weakness - his granddaughter! Shuang Meizi learned this after consulting a lot of unofficial historical materials. For this message, I pretended to be a highwayman and pretended to be a fool, and she pretended to be a heroine and pretended to be a good person, and Xue Mei played pitifully and cutely, so the old guy fell for it and regarded Xue Mei as his own granddaughter. The three of us will share the final mission reward privately, and he I also know a p.”
"I kao..." The remaining four people were speechless. They never thought that this mission could be done like this. They really learned something today...
"In short, don't treat this place as a game. Imagine if this was a real different world, how would you get along with NPCs?"
"I seem to understand a little bit..." Xiao Xiaoxian nodded very seriously and said slowly: "So this is what the so-called high degree of freedom is. Thank you, Brother Ye, for your guidance!"
"You have understanding." Ye Fengxing glanced at the young man with admiration, and suddenly said loudly: "Don't even think about it, hurry up and set off! That loser Lan Xi sent a message again to urge you."
The five people hurriedly hit the road and ran towards the wild...
At the same time, Mount Tevis on the outskirts of Beia City was already bustling with activity. Figures of various professions were shuttled among them. The cold light of long and short weapons flashed together. From time to time, there were all kinds of magic lights that dazzled the eyes. When you get closer, you can hear it.
The shouts of killing, yelling, and fighting were extremely noisy.
A burly figure is lying in the grass. The gorgeous robe on his body seems to have been deliberately dyed military green. If you don't look carefully, anyone will mistake this mottled dark and light color patch for a pile of weeds.
Automatically ignored.
Several people came from a distance cursing, and one of them even raised his leg and stepped over the "weeds".
A warrior with heavy armor and a large shield suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a ball of saliva, saying bitterly: "Damn Ma Bi, I let this grandson run away again. If I catch him next time, I will have to step on him."
"Excuse me." The assassin next to him said angrily: "I was brutally killed just now without even drawing a drop of blood. How can you comfort yourself by stepping on him?"
"You two, stop arguing. Can spitting spittle kill someone?" As the captain of the team, the Hunter Raider got a headache and stopped his team members from bickering: "As a shield warrior, it is true that he was tortured to death by a mage.
It's embarrassing, but that's because the opponent is too strong. If you don't accept it, you can fight it yourself later, otherwise don't talk nonsense."
The killer snorted and said nothing.
"Let's go." The hunter sighed, knowing that the boy didn't listen, so he didn't bother to care about him at the moment. He greeted the soldier and continued to move forward.
The killer waited for them to go far away, then sighed angrily and cursed: "If it doesn't work, it won't work. You still have so many excuses, you two are just idiots!"
Before he finished speaking, the "weeds" on the ground suddenly moved. The killer's eyes only felt blurry. Before he could realize what had happened, he felt numb all over and fell to the ground convulsing.
Damn it! Why does this feel so much like being stabbed with an electric bat?
The killer landed on his face and couldn't see who the attacker was. He only knew that the opponent's thunder magic was too imba. Although it didn't hurt when he hit the body, the paralysis effect was excruciating. I must complain to the GM later. I strongly request it.
Ban the lightning spell!
Two faint crystal lights flashed away, and the killer's neck and back of the head were penetrated at the same time, causing two astonishing damage figures.
How could the fragile assassin withstand such a brutal burst of damage? He was killed on the spot without any suspense! The burly figure skillfully pulled out the dagger, wiped it on the body, and quietly got into the bushes nearby. The whole process
