The picture gradually blurred, the white light flashed, and Leng Feng and Avril returned to the game-ending interface.

Leng Feng sat on the couch, his head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking. Avril watched silently from the sidelines, not speaking, she didn't know what to say to the cold wind.

Five minutes later, they returned to the dungeon arch of the Circle of Sacrifice.

"You're tired too, so take a break." After Leng Feng finished speaking, he squeezed into the crowd and disappeared.

The cold wind cut through the gaps in the crowd, squeezed through the crowd, and walked straight to a bar in the arch of the mall.

Seeing the cold wind, the NPC of the bar mechanically showed an enthusiastic expression and greeted him, "What service do you need?" ”

"A glass of Dahlmo 62, thank you." After Leng Feng finished speaking, he found an empty seat and sat down, lying limply on a sofa in the corner.

"Okay, a total of 100 survival points." The bar NPC said politely.

In the game, daily necessities are really cheap, and this cup of Dalmo 62 will have to sell for at least $1 million in reality, and only 100 survival points will be required here.

However, this is only for players who produce a lot of points like Cold Wind, with the setting of deducting 500 survival points a day, many players' survival points are pitiful, and few players are willing to spend 100 survival points to buy this bottle of wine.

After all, a lack of survival points is fatal.

But there are many cold wind survival points, and it doesn't matter how many bottles you buy.

At this moment, in the bar, an NPC walks up to the round table in the middle and plays a soothing piano tune.

The music is soothing, trying to calm Leng Feng's mind, but to no avail, Leng Feng's face is calm, but his heart is turbulent.

Because he had no sense of fear, Leng Feng always felt that it didn't matter if he could only live in this game world in the future, but he really wanted to leave here.

The bar NPC quickly brought up Dalmo 62, and Leng Feng took the bottle and poured a little into the goblet in front of him.

In an instant, the thick aroma of wine wafted to Leng Feng's nose, and Leng Feng took the bottle and poured himself a glass.

In an instant, the rich aroma of wine overflowed and filled the entire bar.

"What? Drinking alone. ”

The woman slammed Barrett down on the table, beckoned to the bar NPC, and ordered a large glass of all-you-can-drink German beer for 1 survival point.

"Let me guess, the team is out of the game." The woman said.

Leng Feng ignored her and drank the wine one by one.

The woman smiled, "My name is Xia Bailing of the Heroic Soul Society, but I have nothing to do with that white spirit." ”

"Does it have anything to do with me?" Leng Feng put down his wine glass and said coldly.

"It's okay, but it will be later." Xia Laohu smiled slightly.

"It won't have anything to do with you now, and we won't have any intersection in the future." The cold wind continued to speak coldly.

"Wait a minute, you listen to me first."

"The Immortal Society is an organization that rebels against this game, and our purpose is to let the players in it escape, although we haven't found any way yet, just to help players avoid the game, but we will lead you to escape in the future." Xia Laohu said.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested." Leng Feng's tone was still very cold.

"Don't jump to conclusions, as long as you come, we can make you the head of the Knights." Xia Laohu said.

"Why me?"

Leng Feng frowned, opened the character panel, and looked at his status, indeed hiding his name, no one should know that he is the number one on the list.

"Intuition, are you asking this if you're willing to join us?"

"I'm sorry, but I'm still not interested." Leng Feng directly refused.

"yes, sorry, that's bothering."

Xia Laohu finished his beer, picked up Barrett, and left the bar. After leaving the bar, her expression immediately turned cold, her personality was hot, and the friendly appearance just now was all pretended by her.

This player is reluctant to join the Valhalla, and she has to move on to the next player.

However, there are not many players who play more than normal dungeons every time, and there are many players who do not agree to join the Valhalla, so it is difficult to find powerful players to join them.

However, these powerful players must be found, and if there is no great player to lead, it will be difficult for those weak chicken members to pass a dungeon, and all that awaits them is the game's exit.

Xia Laohu took out a small notebook, drew a cross on the No. 1, and continued to look for the next player.

After Xia Laohu left, many people started talking.

"Was that woman the vice president of the Valhalla? It's really beautiful. ”

"It really seems to be her, I joined this Valhalla, but I rarely see this vice president."

"By the way, this Immortal Guild doesn't seem to have a president, no one has ever seen it, could it be the number one on the leaderboard."

How is it possible, Leng Feng said secretly, silently drinking his wine, without mixing it in.

"I want to join ...... too"

"Are you stupid, this Heroic Spirit will be against the White Spirit, and if you join them, you will be killed sooner or later, have you forgotten the corpse hanging on the side of the Divine Sacrifice? Only players who are too weak to even play a normal dungeon will join them. ”

"Really? ……”