"This brother, I would like to borrow my head for a loan."
The sword danced with blood, and traces streaked across the neck of the player whose face was filled with astonishment. Shocking damage values appeared, killing the thief who had sneak-attacked the girl in the wild.
Although he killed anyone at random, the Destiny Swordsman still chose the nearest person in the enemy list. The miserable howl broke the peaceful atmosphere of Fillinmore, and a group of patrolling elves rushed up, killing the Destiny Swordsman three times, five times and two times.
On the ground, there was a violent kick...
"Yutian, I think he is actually very good to you, and I know a little bit about his personality and situation, so he should be considered a very good boy." Zijinlan smiled and educated Yutian on how to get married. Yutian curled his lips and didn't say much.
What? Zijinglan continued: "And you two are still childhood sweethearts. As the saying goes, a person's heart changes over time. I know what you are worried about, but if love comes, don't be bound by these things."
"In that case, you would think that I would be alone and regretful for the rest of my life."
"Sister Liu Lan, can we not mention this guy? I get extremely irritated when it comes to this matter." Yu Tian waved his hands, and several girls around him used their eyes to indicate to Zi Jing Lan that he didn't need to say anything more, and then began to silently move towards her.
We move to Jiangkou.
Yu Tian raised his head and drank a glass of fruit wine, smacking the corners of his mouth with a sweet taste, but his smile was still bitter. Zi Jing Lan took out two rings from his backpack and placed them in front of Yu Tian, "Here, I'll give you the two pieces of equipment I hacked.
, see if you like it.”
"Silver?" Yutian looked at the two rings in front of him in surprise. Today's bronze jewelry is hard to find, let alone this kind of silverware. "No, sister, I'm not from your guild. These two rings
I don’t dare to ask for it.”
"Just take it," Zijing Lan straightened her short hair, "I have no use for these things, and it would be a waste to give them to others. If you don't want them, give them to the Swordsman of Destiny. Just treat them as if Glory has established diplomatic relations with Destiny.
first step."
"Okay, I'll hand it over to him for you." Yutian breathed a sigh of relief. He was always a little stressed following this rich lady. "Sister Liu Lan, let's go find them too."
"There is strength in numbers. Maybe this mission is waiting for us!" Zijin Lan also made a rare joke. Several knights who were working as telegraph poles laughed and said nothing. Rainy day pulled Zijin Lan and rushed to the street.
.
Without the Swordsman of Destiny nagging around, it was indeed much quieter.
"Yu Tian, the NPC prisoner in the prison is the target we are looking for." The message from the Destiny Swordsman came over. Yu Tian was stunned. This guy is quite efficient.
Yu Tian lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked: "When can you come out?"
"Kill people in the city and lock them down for three days. Don't worry about me. You can just complete the task." The Destiny Swordsman replied. For Yu Tian, the contribution and help he can make is enough...
In the dungeon of the city lord's mansion, two elf guards placed food boxes on both sides of the cells. The two NPCs had deep complaints about the diet of the two prisoners. However, the city lord told them to give them good food and drink.
Providing money only deprives you of the right to freedom. This also leaves a hand. If things develop in another direction, the Lord of Felin can advance or retreat, so that he will not be unable to argue.
He just kept two people as guests in the city lord's mansion. Which prisoner have you ever seen where the prisoners can eat well and sleep peacefully?
"Be prepared to take action when they leave. In the next half minute we can find an opportunity to follow them out." Rakshasa whispered. "Prepare to take action."
"Do it? How to do it?" Salum couldn't help but stare, "Do you have any detailed combat plan and combat steps?"
"Yes," Rakshasa nodded, "we will act according to the opportunity."
Salum squirted out a mouthful of rice, and looked at Rakshasa with eyes full of grief and anger... Sisters, are you playing with me? You are playing with me, right?
In the jungle outside Fillinmore, low-level monsters were walking uneasily, and the players at the leveling point did not know the danger was coming.
There are more figures running wildly in the jungle. The overwhelming force surrounds the jungles in the southwest of Filenmore. These monsters range from level 50 ferocious earth-type monsters, turtle beasts, to level 40 thorn wild boars.
It became a torrent that swept through the entire forest.
A group of monsters began to move uneasily, and the group of monsters at the leveling point also kept roaring.
"What's going on? Is this going to be an earthquake or a tsunami?"
Some players said jokingly, but these players were also a little distracted by the strangeness of Warcraft. The first to come into contact with the Warcraft group led by the wild boar is always the player with the highest level, because high-level monsters are all on the scene map.
Peripheral, high level, high strength, these are all related to the mind. At this time, these players have noticed something strange in the forest.
A flock of birds flew up from the distant forest.
"Everyone, be careful, something is approaching." A shield fighter whispered, and dozens of elites from the same association gathered around him, watching the movements in the jungle.
Roar! A violent bear suddenly rushed out and ran towards the group of players. The group of people did not dodge, nor were they intimidated by the thirty-nine level and high defense of the violent bear. Instead, they looked excited.
The ground shouted: "There is a BOSS!"
The sky! The earth! God finally opened his eyes. After such a long time since they arrived at Fillinmore, a BOSS was finally created! The world view of this group of players had been subverted before, and they even regarded this game as an ordinary game.
Home for monsters and players.
"Kill! Haha, I like to have more people bullying monsters than me!" Shield War laughed arrogantly, but just after laughing for a second, he realized that the players on the side did not agree.
What's wrong? Dunzhan turned to look at the younger brother next to him. As the leader of an elite group, there are naturally many people who are more fawning than this. Why is this guy with a usually curled up tongue and a yellow tongue looking pale and his Adam's apple trembling? Dunzhan followed the younger brother's gaze and looked at it.
He turned to the front and suddenly trembled all over.
There are more people to bully than monsters? What is that dark patch behind that violent bear?
As if the end of the world is coming, dust is flying, roars are constant, and a group of magical beasts rush towards, the number is definitely in the thousands!
The crowd was immediately overwhelmed, and only a few people standing at the back had time to read the reading note for returning to the city...
City Lord's Mansion Dungeon.
"Let's go!" Rakshasa whispered, Salum stretched out his hands with a grimace, and their figures immediately appeared behind the wall at the corner.
Rakshasa raised his hand to signal him not to move. He held the iron chain in both hands and stepped towards the guard standing not far away, facing outside. Rakshasa's body was gradually introduced into the air, but some visible traces could still be found.
He raised his hand and raised the iron chain in his hand. The elf seemed to feel something. He frowned and turned back, only to see a heavy iron chain slamming into his head.
The elf guard groaned, and his body slowly fell to the ground. Rakshasa's figure also emerged from the air, and the tension on his face quietly disappeared.
"Good job!" Salum hissed, Rakshasa turned to glare at him, and the latter followed him with a smile.
There are two guards guarding the entrance to the cave in front, but this is the second floor of the dungeon. They need to go directly to the first floor through this door. Salum made a few gestures. Although they were very complicated, I don't know if Rakshasa could understand them.
But Rakshasa nodded and took the initiative to reach out and grab Salum's wrist.
Both of them wore heavy shackles on their hands, which were also weapons used to hurt the enemy.
Chanting hurriedly, Salum stretched out his hand a little ahead. Rakshasa and his figure disappeared at the same time, and instantly appeared at the corner of the first floor, directly skipping the checkpoint guarded by three guards.
With space magic, it became easier to escape from prison. If they were not protected by a magic circle outside the dungeon, how could an ordinary prison be able to imprison this guy Salum.
"Be careful," Rakshasa pointed at the stone door in the far corner. Below the stone door were more than a dozen stairs, and everywhere on the first floor were rest rooms for guards. At this time, two elf guards were sitting aside to rest.
Waiting for the next use of space magic? Or just get rid of the guards directly? Salum and Rakshasa realized this problem at the same time and looked at each other. Salum chose the former, while Rakshasa directly hid his body.
