"And me," Guaiguai Long took a step forward, holding a short knife and standing side by side with Murong Xiaotian. The frustration in his eyes was replaced by the courage to move forward.
"Everyone in the world is responsible for the affairs of the world. How can I, Jue Feng, be left out for injustices?" He and Murong Xiaotian lined up together with their spears and horses, still smiling slightly, and still showing the same calmness and confidence.
Murong Xiaotian, Celebrity Juefeng, and Guaiguai Long all had strong fighting intentions and formed a powerful fearless aura that forced them towards the opposite side.
Prodigal Yueyue's shy face was uncertain, a little angry and a little hesitant, with complex emotions revealed in her expression.
"Murong Xiaotian, I'm not done with you," suddenly, the prodigal Yueyue shouted, with helpless resentment in her voice.
"Let's go," the prodigal Yueyue took the reins, turned the horse's head, led seventeen of his men, rolled up eighteen streaks of dust and smoke, and ran away.
"Celebrity Juefeng, it's really not that simple," Murong Xiaotian said calmly, with approval in his eyes: "Thank you," you don't need too much nonsense, two words are enough.
"It's redundant. Even if it's someone else, I'll still do it." Simple and not sloppy.
"Let's go," Murong Xiaotian glanced at Guaiguai Long and said softly, deeply, but firmly, and could not refuse.
"Why? You don't have to do this, you don't owe me anything," a smart person is a smart person. He immediately understood what Murong Xiaotian meant. Guaiguai Long was hesitant. He didn't need sympathy from others.
"But it happened because of me," Murong Xiaotian said seriously. He stopped looking at Guaiguai Long and turned around to walk in the direction of Guigu.
Guaiguai Long hesitated for a moment, said nothing, and followed Murong Xiaotian silently.
"Brother thieves, where are you going?"
"Ghost King Hall," Murong Xiaotian continued walking forward without looking back.
"Can you go in?" Jue Feng, a celebrity, became interested. He went there four times and still couldn't find the entrance to the Ghost King's Palace.
"I can. If you want to go, just come," Murong Xiaotian replied affirmatively. He knew that celebrity Juefeng would definitely come. Otherwise, he would not be celebrity Juefeng.
"How could such a good thing be without my famous celebrity Jue Feng," his voice was high and passionate, and he still had that signature smile. He shook the reins of the horse, and then followed...
Outside the entrance to the Ghost Valley, the lookout tower built by Murong Xiaotian is still standing there prominently. No player has the heart to tear it down. In your spare time, it is a good place to sit up and take a rest.
"Wow, if you can put this recliner in your package and take it out to sit when you are tired no matter where you go, that would be so cool." Yang Song began to wonder as he lay on the recliner.
"You kid, stop daydreaming. There's only that little space inside the package, and it's not even enough to put medicine in. Even if it can be put in, would you let it go?" Wu Feng looked in the direction of Gui Gu, wondering what he was thinking about.
"My brother is here," Mingxin suddenly said with a slight smile on her face.
"Brother Tian is here? Why can't I see it there?" Yang Song stood up and looked around.
"Do you think you have the same insight as Ming Xin?" Changfeng rolled his eyes at Yang Song as if he were an idiot.
After a while, Murong Xiaotian, Celebrity Juefeng, and Guaiguai Long all arrived at the observation deck. Celebrity Juefeng collected his mounts and several people went up to the observation deck.
"Old friend, we meet again," Changkong Wufeng and celebrity Juefeng held hands tightly together.
"Brother Tian, are you ready to go?" Yang Song is always so impatient.
"Not yet, we have to wait for a few friends..." Before Murong Xiaotian could finish his words, he suddenly looked down at the observation tower and laughed: "They are here, let's go down."
"Brother Thief, after receiving your news, our brothers rushed here without stopping," Lei Tingxuan stepped forward and held Murong Xiaotian's hand tightly.
Lei Po was still so deep without saying a word, and Lei Baqi still resisted the huge machete.
"Why didn't Lily and Kuangzhan come?"
"They have other things to do and can't make it over for a while. Brother Thief is really sorry," Lei Tingxuan explained, feeling a little apologetic.
"It's okay," Murong Xiaotian patted Lei Tingxuan on the shoulder to express his understanding.
Then, Murong Xiaotian introduced the two parties to each other, then formed a team and said: "Among us, Wu Feng level 19, Jue Feng level 18, Lei Ting Xuan, Lei Ting Po, Lei Ting Ba Qi level 17, you five are the strongest.
, he is also the most experienced, so there should be no problem. Yang Song is also level 17, but his strength is weak, but the mutant blood wolf king should be reassuring. The main thing is that Guaiguai Long and my sister understand each other, they are both 11 and 11
Level, one is only level 1."
"Brother, don't worry, even though I'm a low-level person, I still have the ability to protect myself." Guaiguai Long said confidently.
"I believe it," Murong Xiaotian nodded. Guaiguai Long has been avoiding the pursuit of the prodigal Yueyue since he started playing "Destiny". There should be absolutely no problem in terms of experience.
"Then what's left is Mingxin. Whether we can enter the Ghost King's Palace this time depends entirely on Mingxin. Therefore, Mingxin must not make any mistakes." Murong Xiaotian looked at Lei Lei Baqi and said in a very cautious tone: "Sister Baqi
, your skills are relatively strong, so the task of protecting Mingxin will be left to you."
"Don't worry, brother thief," Lei Lei domineeringly tightened the machete on his shoulder and said proudly, "My aunt will never let any monster get close to Mingxin."
Everyone laughed easily.
"Okay, let's set off now," Murong Xiaotian took the lead and walked into the Ghost Valley
After entering the Ghost Valley, a few people went to the innermost haunted house. Maybe it was a psychological effect, but they always felt that the way to the Ghost King's Palace should be in the innermost part.
Mingxin suddenly stopped, as if she had discovered something. Everyone held their breath and looked at Mingxin nervously.
"The middle floor, the first room on the left is different from other haunted houses," Ming Xin said slowly: "I can't find out the specific situation, but I'm sure there are signs of large-scale biological activity under that room.
