Nan Wanjun licked her dry lips a little nervously, after all, it was the first player battle to enter the Divine Cry, and the opponent should have good skills as expected-what about her first battle...... The staff was clenched in his hand, and fine sweat broke out in Nan Wanjun's palm. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

She didn't seem to move, but her lips kept opening and closing, and her wrists kept controlling the staff to shake slightly, the amplitude was very weak, so weak that the three people on the opposite side didn't notice her slightly moving lips and wrists at all. With a slight force on his wrist, Nan Wanjun sarcastically looked at the three people on the opposite side with a stern expression, and read out four words word by word in a voice that was not very big but unusually clear:

"Snow, dance, ice, song—"

Before the words fell, the dark prismatic star stone inlaid on the heart of the staff suddenly erupted with a strong and dazzling white light, the thick white light wrapped Nan Wanjun's whole person like a layer of fog, and the faint rainbow-colored beam of light floated and rotated in mid-air like silk. At this time, with Nan Wanjun as the center of the circle, the ground under his feet quickly froze at a slow and invisible speed, and the pure white mist wrapped around Nan Wanjun gradually turned into flying snowflakes and fluttered on the ground.

It may seem shocking, but the whole process takes place in only a second or two. The three people on the other side were frozen into ice sculptures before they could react, and with a crisp explosion, the two ice sculptures shattered instantly, and the thin-skinned hunter and priest both turned into white light and sent to the resurrection point.

Only Shen Yu relied on the thick skin of the warrior, coupled with the red bottle, and barely lasted until the time when the skill damage disappeared. Nan Wanjun had the prescient blue bottle in her mouth long before the battle, and coupled with the forced recovery of the goddess's blessing, the blue stripes she had left were slowly recovering.

At this moment, the scene is at a stalemate.

Shen Yu is a warrior, although his skin is thick, his attack is not high, and his speed is very slow, so he can't grind a mage with high injuries at all; Although Nan Wanjun has high damage, she has not learned any basic skills, and the existing blue stripes are simply not enough to support her to send out another Snow Dance Ice Song or Wind God Curse. If she had waited for her blue stripe to recover sufficiently, or if the blue medicine had passed the cooldown time, it was estimated that the two guys who had just been sent to the resurrection point by Nan Wanjun would have already returned.

In that case, it's just an infinite repetition of the current scene.

Nan Wanjun narrowed her eyes slightly.

"It was a flash of inspiration." She meditated in her heart.

The staff moved again, but this time it was not Nan Wanjun who controlled the movement of the staff, but the staff that led Nan Wanjun's hand to move. Nan Wanjun's movements became bigger and bigger, and Shen Yu's expression became more uneasy. He knew very well that if he won this battle, it would undoubtedly be a better publicity for Jin Yutang than the system announcement.

The golden blade slashed horizontally. But at the moment when the sword wind touched his body and caused damage, Nan Wanjun felt a warmth on his body, and then the red stripe that was cut off by the sword wind suddenly "rubbed" and jumped up a lot. Nan Wanjun didn't dare to be distracted at this time, but the corners of his mouth hooked a small arc.

Look, she and Qiushui have always had such a tacit understanding.

The staff's movements stopped, and a dark green almost black mass flew towards Shen Yu. Shen Yu was shocked, his agility was not high, he could dodge it, who knew that the mass of things pounced in the air and turned around behind Shen Yu, and then hit Shen Yu in the back of the heart.

[Skill Card Name: Poison]

[Type: Active Skill, disappears after using it once]

[Skill Effect: Gives the enemy the effect of "Poison", and the default maximum attack value is the enemy's remaining HP +1]

[Condition: Not visible]

[Note: Not visible]

The vision of God Cry players in PVP is automatically turned on to "Battle Mode", and Nan Wanjun sees Shen Yu's HP dropping at a strange speed visible to the naked eye in Battle Mode......

Within two seconds, Shen Yu turned into white light and flew away. Nan Wanjun deliberately sighed heavily: "Alas, it's really not beaten-"

The onlookers shivered fiercely, silently swallowed two taels of blood in their throats, and gave Nan Wanjun a middle finger in their hearts.

Nan Wanjun was like he didn't know. She walked up to the dusty side of the autumn water and solemnly bent down to thank her.

"Thank you for saving me—"

Yes, it's not helping, it's saving.

Except for Shen Yu, Qiu Shui, and himself, no one knew how crazy the blow he gave her in the end was, and Nan Wanjun vaguely remembered that that kind of trick needed to be used with experience points. And that blow directly hit her red bar to a negative value.

If it weren't for the timely blessing of the autumn water, she would probably have flown back to life like that man. The little girl's cheeks were slightly red: "It's nothing...... Hello sister, my name is Qiushui is not stained. ”

Nan Wanjun called out his personal panel and submitted a friend application to Qiushui Buchen. She was stunned for a moment when she saw that the autumn water was not stained, and then murmured slightly: "Nanjun, Nanjun...... Familiar name......"

Qiushui raised his head without dust, and his wet eyes were crystal clear: "Can I call you Sister Xiaojun?" ”

Nan Wanjun's hand gently covered the top of Qiushui's dusty and fluffy head, and her amber eyes were full of tenderness: "Of course you can...... Can I call you Qiushui? ”

"Yes! Sister Xiaojun was so powerful just now! The autumn water is not dusty, and the left eye is written Chong, and the right eye is written worship, looking at Nan Wanjun with extreme admiration, "Sister Xiaojun, you don't know, many people in the grass were filming you just now!" ”

Autumn water is not stained with dust, don't mention it, as soon as this is mentioned, Nan Wanjun's eyes instantly became cold. She pulled Qiushui and walked quickly to the street that had resumed its bustle, and vaguely heard someone talking about her and her battle just now, but she didn't dare to show and point too much between her words, just because she was afraid that the person concerned was still present.

Nan Wanjun and Qiu Shui were caught in the flow of people, and the people she was staring at seemed to notice Nan Wanjun's close following, her body suddenly stiffened a little, and her steps became faster. However, no matter how fast it was, it was not faster than Nan Wanjun, who was more agile and fast, and after a while, Nan Wanjun grabbed the collar of his novice suit, ignoring everyone's strange eyes and carrying him to a secluded place like a chicken.

Treating money as fate, he nervously looked at the obviously extraordinary female player in front of him, and the cute Lori next to him. No one knows that he's actually a Lolita, and when I meet a cute girl with clean eyes like Qiushui Buchen, I can't help but want to go up and rub my face, rub my hair or something.

Today, he just swept his eyes to the little Lori a few more times, and he felt the cold and wordless threatening eyes from his side. Regarded wealth as fate and shook exaggeratedly twice: "This woman, I ...... Is there any misunderstanding between us......"

"What do you say?" Nan Wanjun looked at the person in front of him with some amusement. It's really a man as his name suggests, this man who regards money as his life is the number one profiteer in the future, and if something good gets into his package-tsk, don't unrealistically want to come back.

This person who regards money as his life is most famous for his mouth. can say that the dead are alive, and the living are argued as dead, and he can also tell a bunch of seemingly correct truths to wrap you in a circle, and in the end he was pit and grateful, and he sold it and helped count the money.

Nan Wanjun looked up and down at the future Divine Cry, the number one profiteer in the Divine Cry Wealth List, who regarded wealth as life and cowered and shouted to his heroine, and stretched out his slender hand in front of him: "Hey, the money you owe me should be given." ”