I was speechless for a while, and I didn't know how to answer.

Some of the other onlookers gloated, some scolded angrily, and some suggested reporting.

But everyone knows, what's the use of reporting?

When you can't adapt to the rules, you either try to change it or change yourself to adapt to it, and it's useless to complain about the environment.

This is absolute fairness under the seemingly unfair.

I wanted to say that although there were many people, the level was poor, but after thinking about it, it seemed even more embarrassing, and my face suddenly turned red and white.

Many more are still gloating.

At present, the bosses that drop rare materials are basically monopolized by the major guilds, and the major guilds basically do not allow high-grade materials to flow out, either for their own use, or to keep them for exchange with other guilds.

That's why Ling Yan concluded that freedom even gave away this kind of monopoly resources, and it was still a guild that was weaker than them, and it must be strong from the outside.

Precious materials cannot be beaten, and they cannot flow out, and ordinary players outside of the major forces basically can't even touch the edge of heaven-level equipment.

Unless you spend a lot of money on acquisitions, but those who can spend a lot of money in the game can't be ordinary players, even if you are alone for the time being, you will be targeted by major forces and earned.

It's not just combat power that is productivity, it's money.

Many people naturally have been resentful for a long time.

The other guilds were also secretly watching the jokes, but soon, they couldn't laugh anymore.

Bai Jing Qinqiao came to the Valley of Broken Leaves alone.

What is going to be refreshed here is a high-level boss, Red Flame Sparrow.

Jing Qiao rolled his eyes a few times.

Returning to the game, grabbing the boss and brushing the copy like an ordinary player makes it seem like a century has passed.

This kind of boss is not difficult to kill, the key is to prevent being pulled away by others when the boss is about to succeed, and even more so, there will be people who will slaughter other teams by relying on the number of people, which are not in the strategy.

Jing Qiao threw away the strategy in his hand, pulled out the distant perspective, and looked at the terrain.

The terrain here is quite bumpy, with many rocks and dead trees, and several trickling streams interspersed with it.

Adjust the perspective of Baijing Qinqiao, focus on the area where the boss may refresh, and start to sit down and look at the scenery.

Naturally, people from other guilds discovered him, and the area where the high-level boss was located was naturally the elite of the guild, and the other party saw that he was alone, and secretly had some slander, but he didn't act rashly.

Of course, everyone knows Bai Jing Qinqiao, and if you make a move easily, you will definitely not take any advantage, and the glorious deeds of killing hundreds of people happened two months ago.

But if you want to give up like this, everyone is not convinced.

Waiting like this, the people around were speculating about Bai Jing Qinqiao's intentions while staring at the boss, but Bai Jing Qin Qiao sat motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

The dark sacrificial robe seemed to slowly condense into a black dot, standing still between heaven and earth.

There was silence, and the red finch appeared.

With a loud roar in the scene, a large bird with red flames all over its body appeared at the refresh point.

The surrounding people immediately surrounded him, and they didn't forget to separate a small number and stand guard on the edge of Bai Jingqin Bridge, monitoring him.

Jing Qiao still didn't move, his slender fingers slowly rubbed the mouse, staring at the boss.

When the boss's HP slowly dropped to half, Bai Jing Qinqiao stood up.

As soon as he moved, the people around him immediately followed suit.

The elite of the guild are different from the average person, these people seem to be well-trained, and they will use the surrounding rocks to set up barriers.

Trying to trap the Baijing Qin Bridge in place.

Others will think they are smart and attack first, trying to get his attention.

But these people often can't even touch the corners of his robe, and they don't even get lucky.

Just when the others were in a hurry, Jing Qiao was still leisurely, stretched out his hand, and began to peel the lychee.

The boss has only a quarter of health left.

Bai Jing Qinqiao was still dangling around the boss unhurriedly, neither making a move, but others couldn't kill him, and many people's palms began to sweat.

Some people pretended to fight monsters, trying little by little, to pull the frantic Red Flame Sparrow out of his sight, and others surrounded Baijing Qin Bridge in place.

Bai Jing Qinqiao doesn't seem to be disturbed by the outside world at all, no matter how others interfere, he can keep a short distance from the boss.

No matter how hard others worked, Jing Qiao ate lychees slowly, while the other party ran sweating profusely and acted in a play that no one watched.

At this time, with the efforts of everyone, the boss finally only had a little blood skin left.

The others finally started to panic.

More and more people freed up their hands and began to deal with Bai Jing Qinqiao.

Bai Jing Qinqiao basically ignored the other party's group fight, and came to the BOSS in a few positions, and easily released a skill of group injury, no more, no less, just enough to attract all the hatred of the BOSS, and did not kill the BOSS.

It's more accurate than the data calculated by the computer.

The Red Flame Sparrow immediately fluttered its wings and swooped towards the Baijing Qin Bridge, ignoring the large crowd around it.

In this way, when he was only a few seconds away from killing the Red Flame Sparrow, Bai Jing Qinqiao easily pulled the boss out of the range of activities, and instantly returned to blood blue.

And he himself did not fly away at once, and still stood still, as if in a great mockery.

It's a capital letter, even if you have thousands of troops, what can I do?

Bai Jing Qinqiao didn't speak, but it was worth a thousand words.

Dozens of people worked together for more than an hour, and all their efforts came to naught.

A mouthful of old blood spurted out of everyone's hearts, but they couldn't do anything about Baijing Qinqiao, they couldn't beat it, they couldn't catch up, they just swiped the screen and scolded a few words.

But it didn't affect him at all.

The other party really had no choice, and at this time someone privately messaged him.

If you want this, we can get it for you, it's normal to grab the boss.

Jing Qiao didn't reply to them, and continued to peel the lychee in his hand.

It's just that this boss has just begun.

These big guilds are not just grabbing bosses, they are direct monopolies and exclude dissidents.

Tightly knit monopolies should be outwitted.

They have held the resources for so long, this is just another cycle of the jungle, but this time, these people are on the weak side.

At the same time, there was also movement in other places, and the bosses of the major guilds were either robbed or pulled off, and the world was suddenly full of complaints.

The act of slashing Loulan is equivalent to starting a war against the great guilds of the entire district at the same time.

Caught in this atmosphere, it can't help but look a little awkward.

The bosses occupied by so many guilds were robbed, but they were not the only ones.

President Duan Changkong's face is very ugly, and the position of Po Yu has always been to make a fortune in a muffled voice, and the snipe and clam compete for the fisherman's profit.

At the same time, they are very arrogant, and all kinds of events that have happened in the past also have their shadows in the open and in the dark.

But they didn't think that this was all due to Bai Jing Qinqiao, although most of these things were planned by the other party, but most of the people, including Duan Changkong himself, thought that they deserved it.

Baijing Qinqiao, riding to kill Loulan, is just a shield for them, a tool to attract hatred, and the captives should continue to develop like this in the future, until they defeat everyone and reach the top of the Nine Heavens.

Seeing the private message that was almost exploded, Duan Changkong smiled bitterly, the cheapness of Baijing Qinqiao is really not so easy to take advantage of. (To be continued.) )