The garden dungeon is over, and Pimp gets the weapon he wants. With Nord Stream's knowledge of the mechanic's weapon, it was only at a glance that he knew what level the black twin guns were. Wind seeker of the Ruhr. The mechanic's arsenal is a weapon in front of the attack platoon!

Nord Stream came out of the copy and got that piece of gold material, no, it should be said, a mechanical energy source. In the thick gold envelope, there is a mechanical essence that only the War Tree can produce!

"Thank you, President, very much. Only at this time, can the pimps of the south and the north be able to seriously thank Nord Stream Dao. But before it lasted a few seconds, it began to be serious again. "I really can't repay it! How about the little boy who warms the bed as the president of the president?

Beixi squinted, Momo walked over, pinched his ear with one hand and pulled him away, away from Beixi. "Don't be unreasonable to the elder!

"I'll go, why am I a bacterium again?" Tiannan and Bei pimped and was surprised, he was still stupid Tiannan before, and praised me for being handsome.

"Hmph. Momo clasped her hands to her chest and twisted her head to the side. "Don't be unreasonable to the president!" pimped his chin and smiled but didn't speak.

"I'll go first. Seeing that she didn't have anything to do with herself, Yi Lan pimped a word to Momo and Tiannandibei, and turned around to leave.

"Ilan. Nord Stream called her.

Yi Lan paused, and looked back at Beixi faintly. For the first time, I met a mechanic who was even more powerful than myself, for the first time. Seeing the strength of the real Larma Zhigo against Nord Stream convinced her. However, the arrogant character, unwilling to lower his posture, took the initiative to speak to Nord Stream. Isn't such a powerful mechanic exactly what he wants?

After thinking about it thousands of times, Yi Lan saw Nord Stream in front of him smile slightly at him and said, "The door of the mechanical age is always open for you. ”

"Why?" Yi Lan's eyes flashed with a hint of shock, and she couldn't help but purse her lips. There was confusion in his eyes.

Nord Stream laughed playfully. In a joking tone, he said, "Because I'm also a mechanic!"

"It's true that the guild's original purpose wasn't for mechanics. Nord Stream then said: "But I met you today. I believe I'm not alone in searching for a belonging. ”

"The mechanical age is for you. ”

"Hmph, that's a bit of a move on me. I'll start with that. If I'm not happy with your guild. I'll quit at any time!, you have to remember!" Ilan snorted. With impatience on his face.

But

Beixi looked at Yi Lan's outstretched right hand in front of him, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"You're welcome to join us!"

The three fans next to them, including Nord Stream itself. No one thought of it. The invitation of Nord Stream at this moment has actually created another mechanic king who shocked the entire Carance Empire!

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"How long does it take for the battlefield to start?"

As soon as the fan climbed into the game, he hurriedly sent a message to ask Nord Stream. Yesterday, after completing the garden dungeon with the Nord Stream Gang, I went to play the level 70 Nothingness dungeon, which exploded a priest's spiritual burn.

This is the best of the few rare group attacks below level 100 of the priests. Just because this fan was broken yesterday, the director was excited all night, and it was said that he had insomnia.

"What did you do last night? Come and gather here in the imperial capital!" Bei Xi reluctantly replied as soon as he received the message of pulling the fan.

The fan hurriedly responded, and rushed from the nearby town to the imperial capital in a hurry. As soon as I arrived at the place where the battlefield ushered in people, I saw Nord Stream and a group of guild players standing in front of the NPCs and making trouble.

"The fan president is here. The sharp-eyed glutinous rice caught the fan rushing from the corner of the street. All seven of them stopped what they were doing and looked at the fans running towards them.

"President Fan, you're late. It's 10 minutes later than the agreed time!!"

Bang Fan glared at Nuomi, "I'm late because I have something." ”

"What's the matter?" Glutinous rice dumplings were curious when they saw her say. With a pair of shining eyes, he leaned in. There is a rhythm that will not stop without saying it.

"It's just getting up late, what excuse to make. Nord Stream complained calmly on the side.

The fan glared at Beixi angrily, you betrayed me? Beixi didn't see it, and silently turned his gaze.

"I guess I dreamed of Boss Lin, so I couldn't sleep with excitement. Cai Daozhì got up late today, right?" The young man who spoke had a neat head and was dressed in silver-white armor, probably deliberately when setting the image, his skin was close to wheat, and there was a scar on his right cheek.

Looking at it like this, it doesn't say that it is much manly, but the young man laughs, which makes people feel very sunny. A smile that doesn't have a hint of false echo is the easiest to make people feel good.

"Feng Lie, tell your sister again!"

The boy laughed, not paying attention. He poked the forest on the side with his elbow, and there was a good bird in the woods who were watching the joke, and asked, "Boss, boss." What are your thoughts?"

When the forest was bigger, a good bird touched its nose and looked to the other side. It's boring!

"I think the boss is shy.? (???? ω????)?” As if he had discovered some secret, Feng Lie hugged the sturdy man who was half a head taller than him. "Xiao Yi, what do you think?"

A tall man, a foot 1.8 meters tall. Dressed in heavy black armor and carrying a domineering round shield, the whole person looks like a wall.

Nord Stream really feels that the warriors deserve to be flesh walls. It seems that a hundred of them will not be able to carry this shield. Not to mention, skillful use.

The man nodded, not speaking. After a morning of getting along, Nord Stream knew that Yi was relatively taciturn and didn't like to talk. Generally, people who play warriors are very organized and led, and the feeling that One brings to Nord Stream is fresh. However, it doesn't mean that there are fewer players in this type of game.

The fan sneered, grabbed the young man's ear, and started scolding. "Children don't learn well all day, so they give me these things. Say, who taught you to ask that? How can my sister be excited when she dreams of the forest! That's a nightmare, okay?"

When the forest is big, there are good birds twitching the corners of their mouths and not making any remarks. But his dark eyes had exposed his tumbling heart. When the battlefield is over, you must educate well!

"Vice President, you seem to be like that" Glutinous rice dumplings were blocked back by a look of a fan in the middle of his words. Tears hid behind Nord Stream, innocently looking at the fan.

Nord Stream answered without being salty or light. "Auntie, you can stop. The battlefield is still a few minutes away!"

Nord Stream opened their mouths like this, pulling the fan and pouting, letting go of the wind. "Well, I was wrong. ”

Originally, yesterday I made an appointment, and a few people came up early to prepare everything that should be prepared, and then talked about the battle plan. As a result, the fan came so late and delayed some time. Pulling the fan and returning to the team obediently, Beixi looked at the six people in front of him.

"I won't introduce Feng Lie and One. Anyway, you are more familiar than I am! I have only one request, that when you enter the battlefield, you must completely obey my orders. Can it be done?"

The six nodded, of course.

Nord Stream doesn't talk much nonsense, anyway, the one who should be explained has already been explained when the fan has not yet come. Walking up to the NPCs, Nord Stream chose the team to sign up.

Enter the battlefield countdown, open!(To be continued......)

PS: Where are the tickets!? (???? ω????)?