(Thank you for the big pink of the shadow flying~ It's Sunday, is there really no little angel who wants to reward innocence...... ）

【Guild】Piao Piao: President, I'm also a senior life professional player......

【Guild】Frozen Tofu: But my sister-in-law is already a master, so it's more cost-effective to give her, right?

Guild: Okay.

In just two sentences, Mo Bai smacked his lips when he saw it. It's not simple, it's okay to look at it now, if it goes on for a long time, the life players in the guild will definitely be dissatisfied with the grandmother, right?

[Guild] Mo Bai: Although the materials are given to the family, the members of the same team have guild points, and after the hundred people have cleared the customs, if they drop Xingchen Iron, we will use the guild points to shoot.

[Guild] is really good at milking dead people: This is good, in this case, those who shoot Xingchen Iron can directly find me to forge for free~

【Guild】Mo Bai: The distribution of materials has been decided first. In the future, if you want to impact the master level and need the best material pile, you will apply for the use of materials.

[Guild] Really Milk the Dead: Raise your hand, if you have a forging to rush the master-level children, you can also find me, I will take you to the dwarf clan to borrow the platform of extreme fire, and increase the success rate of upgrading!

[Guild] Mo Bai: Okay, that's all for the future, and there are not many people who have advanced now. Now except for the grandmother, all the teams are full, and the few who were named just now will form their own people and bring me at least 1800 if the equipment is not very good.

【Guild】Frozen Tofu: President, 1800 can only change clothes, and weapons need 2200 to change! Can I apply to bring it to 2200?

【Guild】Mo Bai: Tofu, you go! 2200 is the highest level, and then it's ranked, do you want to exhaust a few of them to death?

【Guild】Frozen Tofu: Well, when I didn't say it, alas...... Ask for a thigh hug. Less than 2200 don't break up~

[Guild] really knows how to milk the dead: Tofu, don't cry there, with your skills, it's a matter of time to call 2200. Speaking of a wind song, what about you? Let's hit 22 first.

【Guild】Yiren Fengge: Huh? Want to hit 22 first? Okay, let's go, I'll wait for you at the gate of the arena.

[Guild] really knows how to milk the dead: group me, I'll build a team!

After Qin Jun and Ye Miao said hello, Lisuo withdrew from the team and formed a Fengge queen. Touching his chin and laughing. A team of 22 was built to invite a Fengge to join.

[Team] Yiren Fengge:, "I don't accept you to beat me" This team name is too much to draw, right? It's a bit bad for harmony, isn't it?

[Team] is really good at milking dead people: they are all in the arena and still want a hairy harmony? There are still 33 and 55 to play after the speed rush score!

【Team】A wind song: OK, OK, don't delay your old man. I'm at the door, where are you?

"This way, here, the entrance is here, why are you running so far?" Qin Jun stood at the entrance of the arena queue. Wave to a wind song.

ran over and over, and Ren Fengge said aggrievedly: "Little friend, you don't know." They dislike me as a knight, they don't play in the arena with me, they dislike me for my low attack. ”

"Poof, it seems normal for a knight to be disliked in the arena. But it doesn't matter, whoever dislikes you, take a small notebook and write it down. The next time I hit this book, hey, hey, hey, hey......"

Qin Jun smiled treacherously, and squeezed his eyebrows at Ren Fengge.

I look down on T when I fight. Hit the thighs that shouldn't be shameless! Although every T is open-minded, when it comes to hatred, it is also a death that does not pay for it.

"Friend, there is a white ...... among those who dislike me"

Yiren Fengge said with a wooden face: "Should I go out and mix in the field?" The guild can't stay any longer. ”

Qin Jun wiped his cold sweat and patted Ren Fengge's shoulder comfortingly: "You calm down, I'll help you scold him!" ”

[Guild] really milk the dead: what about you? Come out and kneel, you play the arena and dislike our main t, do you want to play this in the future!

[Guild] Mo Bai: Grandma, just his DPS, playing the arena with him, that is, we are all kneeling and he hasn't knelt yet, but he can't beat the rhythm of others, and my whole person is not good after two sets, okay!

[Guild] really knows how to milk the dead: You deserve it, who let you be a dead crispy and team up with him, you are so brittle, he is so hard, and everyone with IQ knows to beat you first.

[Guild] Mo Bai: Is there anything wrong with me disliking him?!

【Guild】Really Milk the Dead: ...... Reasonable, powerless to refute......

Qin Jun closed the guild channel, looked at Ren Fengge with a sad face, and slammed his mouth to comfort: "It's okay, it's not your fault, just blame him for being brittle!" ”

"Let's go, today my sister will take you to feel the pleasure of driving people crazy!"

Thinking of the disgusting combination of the milk T Arena, Qin Jun happily dragged a Feng Ge to the arena teleportation point.

After finding the arena and choosing 22 battles, Qin Jun and Yi Feng Ge were instantly teleported into a small map covered with yellow sand.

There are a lot of battle maps in the arena, so it's a test of the player's adaptability. Don't try to design any tactics for the map, you really don't have any idea if you look at thousands of maps.

Once on the minimap, players have thirty seconds to prepare, and they can check the hostile equipment information to arrange their tactics on an impromptu basis.

Opening the information list, Qin Jun said indifferently: "Well, it's the kitchen knife team, a blade shooter and an assassin, we have won." ”

Blade Archer is a level 50 Archer class, while Assassin is an Assassin. Although it sounds a little taller, it actually has a few more skills, and the archer's arrows have been replaced by small curved blades.

Before level 90, a qiē class change was all imaginary, just to make the player a little fresh.

After the second turn at level 90, the player will suddenly have a feeling of being cheated, because the second turn really feels like it is not a profession!

Of course, this is a long time later, and thirty seconds are up, so let's beat these two crispy to death first.

"Can you hide or hide for a while, if I don't have milk for you, the health bar will drop to 30% and the defense will be opened, first practice this habit, and then we will be able to fight."

Didn't slack off because there were two normal players opposite. Qin Jun strictly corrected the attitude of the first Fengge, and regarded the previous battle as the run-in period between the two.

"Don't worry, I know."

Yiren Fengge nodded heavily, and looked vigilantly at the two enemies standing still in place with weapons on the opposite side of the unobstructed sand.

"You can go out and wash your hands in a while, and if you can't take a shower. There are two legendary gods in a row, and one of them is really good at milking people. How do you fight this?! "The Blade Archer is playing with a blade in his hand. Depressed, he rolled his eyes.

"Whatever, up. Anyway, the other one is a wind song, and he's a t. It can't kill us, it's really a pure treatment to milk the dead, it's a big deal to grind slowly. ”

Compared to the grumbling of the Blade Marksman, the Assassin is quite cheerful. As soon as the words fell, he walked incognito, and rushed towards Qin Jun and Ren Fengge in an S-shape.

I said...... You are invisible in the sand. Is it mocking our intelligence? ”

Qin Jun looked speechlessly at a small footprint clearly appearing on the sand, this route is quite good, I don't know if I thought he was passing through the dense rain of bullets.

Hearing Qin Jun's words, the assassin paused. Frozen halfway through, continuing to steal seems to be a bit of a suspicion of covering up your ears and stealing the bell, but lifting the stealth. He was uncomfortable again......

This is the occupational disease that the Assassins have so many people have, whenever and wherever they are. All want to be invisible. As if to be seen by the public, it is as shameful as being stripped naked.

Anyway, as far as Qin Jun knows, in the late game, most assassins will be a little nervous, and they like to drill into dark corners.......

Seeing that this assassin who obviously had an occupational disease stopped halfway, Qin Jun couldn't bear it anymore, and sighed with a sigh: "Hey, you continue to come invisible, it's okay, we shouldn't see ......"

Having said that, the assassin is really embarrassed to continue to be invisible. The assassin who showed his body looked at Qin Jun aggrievedly, turned his head and walked back, and went to his teammates for comfort.

Yiren Fengge posed for a long time, seeing the enemy who was about to come to the bowl, he was forced back by Qin Jun's two words, so he could only silently turn his head to look at her and accuse her with his eyes.

Feeling guilty by being seen by Ren Fengge, Qin Jun coughed dryly, and cautiously rushed to the enemy who moved back to the same place and said softly: "Then what, let's continue to fight?" Do you come over or do we come over? ”

The blade archer sighed heavily, and said with a vicissitudes of life: "Let's go over, it's good to run fast with long legs......"

A slap on his teammates was a comfort, and the blade shooter wound the blade as he ran, and shot out with the wind blowing from behind, mixed with flying sand.

Seeing that his teammates were attacking, the assassin didn't care about the awkwardness, and pounced on the two of them again, flexibly wrapping his back, trying to give Qin Jun, who had obviously a relatively low defense, ruthless.

Qin Jun was an old fritter who had been in the arena and in the wild for three years in his last life, although his skills were not very good at first, but he fought a lot, as long as he was not a pig, he knew what to do in this situation.

Without looking back, Qin Jun flashed to the left with a wrong step, and the staff was swung out, and one curse after another was put on the two of them.

Yiren Fengge held the shield to protect Qin Jun behind him, and after the thin blade rubbed a series of sparks on the heavy tower shield, he only rubbed off a little of Fengge's bloody skin, and then fell to the ground weakly to refresh.

The two who failed to attack and cursed hurriedly retreated, looking at the crustacean Feng Ge and the slippery loach-like Qin Jun.

"Speaking of the two great gods, you all have no need for equipment, what kind of arena are you going to fight? I also formed a milk T newspaper team, which is not kind! ”

I couldn't beat it, and I couldn't die for a while, and the two of them were really about to cry.

"Ahem, there are material rewards for hitting the top ten, and we have no choice but to ......"

Glancing at the two of them with sad faces, Qin Jun persuaded with a clear conscience: "Anyway, it's only a matter of time before we grind you to death, if you don't do it, you will commit suicide......

The two looked at Qin Jun sadly for a long time, and when Qin Jun was about to be touched by their eyes, they committed suicide together with their souls and lay down in the yellow sand.

[World] You can't see me: People who play 22 are careful, the milk dead and the first Fengge formed a milk t newspaper team, it's just crazy, and there is no way to play (to be continued) R580