"Hey! There are too few people in the dark camp! The warrior sighed.

"That's it! Looking at the merit list, it is clear that there are many of us, but there is an inexplicable feeling of being suppressed by the people of the dark camp. The hunter said.

"No wonder the castle wants to separate the merit list." The mage muttered.

Squatting on the grave and humming a little song rejoiced, "Fortunately, the merit list divides light and darkness." "Otherwise, the players in the light camp are really suppressed by the people in the dark camp, and they are still suppressed to the death, so that they can't turn over at all.

"Since we can't find merit points, let's go to leveling." The mage came up with an idea.

"Yes, I originally wanted to brush up on the meritorious ranks and rush the ranks, but now ......" the soldier laughed dryly, "don't think about the ranks or anything." ”

Squatting in the grave hummed a small song to remind, "You can still exchange for rewards." ”

The war in the castle certainly won't keep players busy for nothing. As long as you have merit points, you can redeem a certain reward. If the merit value is enough, players can exchange it for gold equipment, weapons, and jewelry. If the merit value is not enough, players can also exchange it for game experience or money.

The official castle has met the needs of players on the largest course.

"Yes! I still have more than 30 merits here, maybe I can change my equipment. The hunter said.

The swordsman scoffed, "More than thirty? If you want to change your equipment, I'm afraid you can't do it. ”

Listening to this mocking tone, the hunter was a little annoyed, "What? Just a few people in the dark camp, you are powerful, how much merit do you have? ”

"Ahem......" The swordsman was just joking, but it was a little embarrassing for the hunter to say this. His merit is not as great as that of a hunter.

"Okay, okay, let's all go back to leveling up first." Squatting on the grave and humming a little song, hurried over to relieve the siege.

"Okay."

"Hey! Level up! ”

"I want to go to the dungeon, which of you goes?"

"Count me in."

"I'm not going, there's something to do."

"There aren't enough people!"

"Call people in the guild, we are not the only ones who can't earn merit now."

"Yes."

A team of players quickly found the topic, and each had different plans when they returned. While they were talking and walking. Finally, one of the people stopped, turned to look at the squatting grave standing in place, and hummed a little song. At this time, he was holding the CRA and aiming at the sunset forest in the distance, freezing the beautiful scenery.

Others are not surprised by this hobby of squatting and humming a song, they are all used to it.

"Vice-president. You're not leaving? ”

"Vice President, do you want to make a copy? Let's do it together! ”

Squatting and humming a little song and shaking his head, "No." Let's go first, the view here is very good, I want to stay here for a while and take more pictures. ”

"Ah...... That's it......" The person who invited him to the next copy regretted it.

This team of six people, except for the grave humming song, all left here, and the grave humming song finally put down the cra in his hand. Turning, he raised his eyes and looked at a leafy tree in the middle of the woods.

Squatting and humming a little song are no ordinary archers.

Among the Bloodlines. The second class of the swordsman is the envy of many archers, the Windranger. And squatting on the grave and humming a song, his first profession is the same as the second profession like a mirror: Windranger.

Turning into an elf, the squatting grave humming a song, with the profession of Windranger, his ability to perceive things around him can far exceed that of ordinary people.

So. He knew there were two people there......

The eyes of the squatting grave humming a small song fall on the trees, and under the bright sunset, the green leaves seem to be added with watercolor by the brush, which is particularly beautiful.

"Kiln"

The leaves shook, and two figures jumped to the ground one after the other. Soon, two men came out of the woods sheltered by trees: unnamed, clever.

Bai Qi waved his hand at the squatting grave humming a small song. Unsuspectingly, he walked up to him, "How do you know we're there?" ”

When they first looked at them by squatting and humming a song, they could still think it was a coincidence. But when the other five players left, his gaze looked at him again. This clear direction already meant that he had known about their existence for a long time.

Lingli took a few steps behind Bai Qi and slowly followed, she looked at the squatting grave holding CRA in one hand and hummed a small song suspiciously. seems to be curious about how he likes this game item so much, and also curious about the relationship between him and Bai Qi.

"My perception is stronger." Squatting in the grave hummed a little song and replied.

"And how do you know it's us? If it weren't for the two of us, wouldn't your team have missed out on merit in vain? ”

Bai Qi continued to ask, but the other party's answer was too vague. Strong perception? How strong is Cheng dù? You can't know the identity of the person by his own perception without seeing him.

Hear the words. Squatting on the grave and humming a small song naturally understood what Bai Qi meant, he smiled, "We still have our own eyeliner." Before I got here, someone in the guild saw you in this area. When I perceived you, I wasn't 100% sure, but two people dared to run around for fear that they would have good strength. I can only make a bold guess that it's you. ”

Bai Qi, "So you take the others away first?" ”

As soon as her voice fell, before she could speak, her eyes were full of vigilance. Someone else? Is this the one he wants to swallow 8 merit points for himself? But...... Lingli looked at the grave squatting and hummed a little song questioningly, could he be the opponent of the two of them alone?

Ling Li stood diagonally behind Bai Qi, and Bai Qi naturally did not easily detect Ling Li's abnormality. Squatting on the grave humming a little song accidentally saw Lingli's gaze, her eyes were firmly fixed on the squatting grave humming a small song, as if she was ready to guard against the other party's attack at any time. Her alert appearance made the grave who didn't have the mind at all hum a little song cry and laugh.

"Where am I going to take them?" The squatting grave humming a small song moved his gaze to Bai Qi, smiled slightly, and said, "It's obvious that they just want to go back to leveling." ”

Bai Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth smiled, and he didn't pierce the other party's seemingly normal reason, "Aren't you afraid that we will kill you?" You are also worthy of merit in our eyes. ”

At the beginning of the war, players had no way to determine the opposing faction other than to look at the eyebrows of other people. But now, as long as you flip over the merit list, whoever has whose ID on the merit list will naturally be the person of which camp.

Although Bai Qi and Ling Li are not in the top five of the merit list, as long as they open the list, they can see their IDs on the first page of the list at a glance.

"Ah......" At this time, squatting on the grave and humming a little song before making a sudden realization, "So you want to kill me?" ”

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