"Brother Shengmeng, why did you come here to bring a trumpet, and it's free," Lu Li asked curiously.
"Well, my name is Shenghun, not Shengmeng. There is a weapon in the Shadow Realm called the Shenghun Weapon. The person who owns this weapon is commonly known as the Shenghunwang. It is the ultimate weapon in the previous version. I am in the game Shadow Realm.
There are three soul-generating weapons," the blue-robed mage felt that he should show his glory.
As a loser in life - failing in business and having no choice but to return home and inherit the family business - Shenghun has always believed that it is necessary to maintain his dignity in other ways.
"Okay, okay, I thought you had something to do with Soul Eater?" Lu Li was speechless.
"Is that the boss of the Jiangnan aristocracy? I met him a few times in the early days, but we couldn't agree to go together. Later, we had no contact. I heard that he was having a bad life recently, and several brothers were eager to pick him up.
I really envy him for his position. He has so many brothers, but it’s different for me. I don’t have any brothers or sisters. I am a single generation in my family, so I can’t be lazy even if I want to..."
"Okay, okay, you haven't said why you are training here. You are not short of money. Oh no, you are bringing people for free," Lu Li quickly interrupted him.
This person is really pretending to be invisible.
"Have I not been taken by someone for free for a long time? I just wanted to give back to the society, so I came here to take people for free. I just didn't expect to meet these disgusting people. Bullying and domination in games are so serious these days,"
Shenghun said with emotion.
"You all bring them for free, how can those who rely on this bastard survive?" Lu Li could understand a little bit about the people outside.
"Shit, they said they wanted to do business and needed to support their families, so I gave them some gold coins, but they quickly regretted it and said they would give it to them every time they did a copy," Shenghun said angrily.
Gosh, it's so dark. Lu Li was also amazed by these bullies.
"The two bosses inside, their leaders are resurrected again," the intelligence officer outside reported the information in time.
"Brother Shenghun, do you dare to go out together?" Lu Li asked.
"There's nothing you dare not do, but you don't even dare to reveal your name. Aren't you a little too cowardly?" Shenghun had already read Lu Li's message. Although they were in the same team, Lu Li hid his name.
"I, Lu Li, follow me later," Lu Li did not hide any more. He told the other party his ID, and then stepped out of the dungeon first.
Lu Li went out quietly, and immediately sneaked out.
Enhanced Stealth not only adds to the stealth effect, but also has a certain auxiliary effect on Lu Li's skill use. Especially for a master thief like Lu Li, the shortened time is almost immediate.
After Lu Li went out, he quickly came to the leader.
The living soul over there is still digesting the ID information Lu Li gave him. He has only been playing Shuguang for a short time, but Lu Li's name has long been not limited to Shuguang, but most people in the entire gaming circle know of his existence.
This feeling is like meeting a legendary character.
Perhaps, in the eyes of some people, Lu Li and Soul Eater, the boss of the Jiangnan nobles, were on the same level, but this was not the case in the eyes of a second generation like Shenghun.
Shenghun looked down upon people like Eater of Souls, and felt that him bringing a huge club to such a state was no different from failing in business.
The property of the Soul Devouring Family is not even as good as that of Living Souls.
But Lu Li was different. He was a true master that Shenghun wanted to be but couldn't do anything about it.
Lu Li's status as the boss of the Sword of Judgment is not enough to shock Shenghun. What Shenghun values is Lu Li's skill. There is no one else in the thieves profession. In battles with other masters, he wins more than he loses and rarely loses.
"Hey, come out quickly and help me attract attention," Lu Li said.
"Oh oh oh, come out now," Shenghun said immediately and cooperatively.
So, the mages guarding outside saw the figure of the blue-robed mage appearing at the door of the dungeon, and they immediately surrounded him aggressively, determined to let the guys who challenged their gang's authority know what it means to be powerful.
Lu Li was very satisfied with the behavior of this rabble.
If it were an elite player encountering this kind of situation, they would definitely not crowd around a target just because they saw it. It is completely unnecessary. Why should they rush in when a problem that can be solved by only three or five players is needed?
As a result, the poor leading brother was left alone again.
They were truly alone. The leader stood outside the circle with his arms folded, watching the battle with a sneer. At least on the surface, they had the absolute upper hand. The blue-robed mage was beaten to a pulp and had to use a refrigerator to save his life.
Lu Li stood behind him and stretched out his evil hands towards him.
Again!
The leading brother left only one body lying on the spot.
The soul of the blue-robed mage hid in the dungeon again, but the thief who killed their commander was nowhere to be seen. They didn't even know whether the thief was in the dungeon or outside the dungeon.
Life is a mess, but today it’s a bit too messy.
Standing in front of Sister Angel, the leading brother felt that the dim world was full of malice towards him. For the first time, he discovered that what he thought was a large number of people could actually be called a mob.
All the ambitions and ambitions I had had were slowly lost in this illusion.
He laughed at himself, and then set off on his way back. It was only three things, so he comforted himself that he had to kill these two people today to put an end to his former indulgence.
At the moment of resurrection, he was greeted by a new wave of attacks.
Poverty limited his imagination, or the low-end gameplay made it impossible for him to understand the fighting style of a true master. Lu Li stood next to his body, waiting for him to resurrect and decisively attack him.
Instead of what they imagined, Lu Li had escaped.
After killing the leader brother again, Lu Li quickly dodged into the dungeon. He even had time to pick up the equipment dropped by the leader brother.
Perhaps because he carries some PK values on his body, the leader loses his equipment every time he dies.
He looked very miserable now, his clothes and pants had been stripped off by Lu Li, and the body lying on the ground looked like he had been insulted.
Collect the corpse!
This word came to everyone's mind at the scene, and there is no other word that can describe the current scene better than this word.
It's just that when most people collect corpses, they repeatedly ravage weak targets when they have an absolute advantage, but Lu Li did repeatedly ravage fixed targets under the protection of a group of mages.
The leading brother has not been resurrected for a long time.
The little thief who helped Lu Li observe helplessly watched the corpse turn into a data stream. This meant that the leading brother no longer chose to run away from the corpse, but returned to the city to be resurrected.
"The psychological quality is really bad, why bother!" Lu Li was very dissatisfied.
"You must be spared and spared, you have killed so many people," Shenghun felt very aggrieved for the leader. Lu Li still couldn't figure out whether this guy was a born dramatist or if he really had a really good heart.
"Forget it, I'm going to go do my own thing. Do you want to come to my guild?" Lu Li asked.
He did not make this request out of politeness. If there were more rich second generations like this in the club, it would only be good for the Sword of Judgment, and there would be no big harm.
Similar to Yiren Tears, her contribution to the club is greater than that of ordinary members.
Moreover, people like Shenghun seem to be very good. People who can come over and take accounts for free can't be bad no matter how bad they are.
"Really, that's really great, but my three little friends, you see..." They are still very loyal, and even though they are happy, Shenghun will not forget the trumpet who lives and dies with him.
Lu Li stared at him for a while, unable to tell whether he was real or fake.
Anyway, there is no difference between having one more person or four more people in the club. The three trumpets seem to be quite smart and have the same loyalty, so Lu Li doesn't mind taking them all in.
