If you ask yourself this kind of thing, there must be only one answer, not to join forces!
Join forces with Death Ode, crazy!
This guild is notorious, and 90% of the entire guild has famous names. If you join forces with them, isn't it just sticking shit in your own face?
If we don't join forces, we definitely can't join forces.
If we join forces, the City of Memories will be gone.
Su Mu was thinking about the future of Memory City and had absolutely no other intentions.
…
Qin Lang gave Su Mu a thumbs up and praised: "A great god is a great god. They all say that Apocalypse is a game that relies on the brain. People who can't play it well are not disabled in their hands, but in their brains."
"The Great God has foresight. I just thought it would be a good idea to join forces with Song of Death. But my knowledge was short-sighted and the road was narrow. I almost ruined the guild's reputation. I really admire the Great God's foresight!"
Su Mu waved his hand and said modestly: "Little things, small things..."
After sitting together in the group and finalizing the matter of non-cooperation, Su Mu and Luo Jiusi left the Memories Club together.
After Su Mu left, Qin Lang logged into Tianqi to do tasks, buy equipment and so on.
At this moment, Song of the Dead sent a friend request message.
Qin Lang hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to accept it.
"Is something wrong?" Qin Lang asked coldly.
Ode to the Dead: "President Qin, our guild has something to do and would like to ask you to cooperate."
Qin Lang sneered in his heart. It turned out that these guys were more anxious than him. As soon as they finished chatting about the death ode, this fool who had been stripped of all his equipment by Mu Shen came to the door.
Qin Lang sent a string of ellipses.
After a while, Ode to the Dead said directly: "Last time you were severely injured by the battle doll from Fengshen Valley. I think it's better for us to join forces and find the Sunset Yuhui gang last time and demolish Fengshen Valley together?"
Qin Lang: "This..."
Ode to the Dead: "Don't worry, all the loot will be given to you when the time comes. Just return my few pieces of equipment to me. For other things, we, Ode to Death, won't take a penny from you!"
Qin Lang said calmly: "I don't want to smear my guild's reputation. I'm sorry. Let's talk about it when we have a chance."
After saying that, Qin Lang directly blocked Ode to the Dead and sneered: "Ha, I'll cooperate with you and have a dream!"
This operation was done smoothly and smoothly!
However, Ode to the Dead's side was completely confused.
This, it should be completely reasonable to cooperate with the City of Lost Memory!
Where is Qin Lang’s brain?
Wait, what does he mean by smearing shit on the guild's facade?
Who are you calling shit?
Damn... City of Forgotten Memories!!! Damn it, just wait for me!
Song of the Dead finally reacted and took a screenshot of the chat history between himself and Qin Lang, sent it to their president, and added some extra details.
He is probably going to have a fight with the City of Forgotten Memories.
How can you tolerate saying that their guild is shit?
Ten minutes later, Death Song issued a mission to their core group.
Next, priority will be given to players in Forgotten City in the wild!
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These things were completely unexpected by Su Mu, and they were absolutely unexpected.
No one can copy and paste your own words and send them to Ode to the Dead.
But the problem is not big. All this is for the future of the City of Memory. As long as Qin Lang is happy, he will be happy.
Come and shout with me: The City of Memory is awesome! The City of Memory rises!
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While Su Mu was having a smooth sailing, he was lost in the real world.
But it's a completely different story.
"quick!"
"Don't stop! Hurry up!"
Koga's voice broke through the secret forest in the dark night, and he seemed extremely anxious.
A group of people kept running in the forest.
The sound of weeds breaking and the sound of instruments colliding with one's body kept ringing out, making people feel increasingly panicked.
At this time, even if the skin is cut open by some sharp plants, there is not even a second to pay attention.
The light from the lamp head was dancing, and the flashlight in my hand was dangling as I ran.
The crowd's confused gasps seemed particularly clear at this time.
Everything is filled with an indescribable fear.
…
It's still only 7 o'clock in the evening, but the sky here has completely darkened, and it is no longer even different from the night.
The ecstasy in the dark is far more dangerous than in the daytime, whether it's creatures you've never seen before, swamps, or anything else.
However, in this crisis-ridden situation, Su Tianyang and his party have not yet arrived at the second temporary base!
Yesterday, the fear of Yang Feng's death still lingered in everyone's mind. They had spent the night in fear in the jungle last night. If they slept in the open again tonight, some of them might get sick.
At this time, they were running through the jungle as fast as they could.
He didn't even care whether there was a swamp ahead.
The reason why Su Tianyang and his party were running for their lives was because tonight the Hundang Forest was...foggy.
About less than a hundred meters behind them, a thick fog surged toward them quickly like a surge.
The concentration of this fog is incredible. Once you fall into the fog, you will not be able to see anything at all, not to mention how much visibility you have!
Now Su Tianyang and his party need to enter the second temporary base, lock the doors and windows, and spend the night before the thick fog engulfs them.
Otherwise, if you are in the fog, you will not only lose your direction, but you may also become prey for the creatures and beasts in the jungle that are accustomed to the dense fog.
"Hang on! We'll be there soon!"
After a long period of twists and turns, the building of the second base finally appeared in sight.
When they finally saw their destination, some smiles finally appeared on everyone's panicked faces, and their bodies, which were already on the verge of overdraft, surged with strength again.
That is the desire for survival.
That's the fear of fog.
"quick!"
Koga roared heartbreakingly, but the fog behind him seemed to be spreading faster at this time, and the original distance of 100 meters was shortened to less than 30 meters in an instant!
At this moment, a young man who was running at the back and the fattest in the team lost his footing and fell directly to the ground!
"ah!--"
Screams rang out, and when he fell, a broken branch penetrated his thigh directly, causing blood to pour out!
At this time, some people turned around, but some people seemed not to have heard it at all, not to mention stopping and not even looking back!
Su Tianyang, who was running at the front, slowed down, turned around, and saw a face of despair and pain that was instantly swallowed up by the fog.
"Don't stop, advance to the base!" Su Tianyang shouted.
At the same time, Su Tianyang shouted to the injured fat man: "Xiao Li, stay where you are and don't move! Don't move!!!"
Immediately afterwards, everyone except Xiao Li entered the base.
The doors and windows were closed immediately, and the thick fog that covered the sky came like a huge wave at this time, swallowing everything directly...
Everyone looked out the window at the increasingly thick white sky, breathing heavily.
"Xiao Li, what should Xiao Li do?"
"It's over, swallowed by the mist, Xiao Li, Xiao Li..."
"This fog is thicker than ever before. It's terrible, really terrible."
"By the way, our compressed biscuits are still with Xiao Li!"
"What kind of biscuits do you want? It's better to be hungry than to enter the fog!"
Su Tianyang calmed his breathing as much as possible, and his hands that had just been relaxed clenched tightly again at this moment!
