Chapter Eighty-Three: The Head Sugar Gourd
"Everyone, the wind is tight, pull it off!" Raising the wind and the cloud dragon came out with a black word, in this moment, he exchanged a few swords with the three days, however, the three days were all injured in the limbs, but he was the key to the two swords, and he was shocked into a cold sweat, if it wasn't for luck, his immortal golden body would have been broken.
Of course, the most important thing is that it has been delayed for so long, and if you calculate the time, the reinforcements of the Sword Alliance are almost there.
The sneak attackers immediately retreated in one direction in an orderly manner, and the people of the Sword Alliance were full of momentum and wanted to chase and kill, but the opponent was very sophisticated in the transition between attack and defense, and did not reveal any flaws, but instead took the opportunity to hang up a few guys who were eager to chase the enemy.
It's just that there is still one person in the Gun Alliance, who froze in place and didn't move his feet at all.
"Skeleton Slayer, what are you doing? Do you want to die? Yunlong was depressed, thinking that with this help, this trip would be caught, but everything was bad for him.
The skeleton killer woke up like a dream, put away his sword with a bang, and looked at Dugu Hong deeply: "What's your name?" ”
"Birds of heaven and earth."
"Okay, I remember!" Then he turned and drifted away.
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On the way back to the city, the Sword Alliance gang talked and laughed, for this group of flowers that almost grew up in a greenhouse, this was a rare combat experience for them, and the final result, although it could not be said to be a victory, at least it was not too embarrassing, enough for them to show off for a while.
And Dugu Hong, who was afraid of falling to the ground first, and then topped the skeleton killer, became the focus of attention, and people kept asking him for advice, and Dugu Hong also patiently answered one by one, looking like an old man with a warm heart.
He didn't pretend to be this, when he realized this, he was also surprised, the last time he got along with a group of people like this, he was excited about the same thing, or was he in kindergarten? This feeling, he thought it had been sealed in the depths of his memory.
Why is this happening? Dugu Hong was puzzled for a while, and unconsciously, a strong, stubborn, intelligent, cunning, and a somewhat wild face appeared in front of him, why did he think of Huang Rong? Duguhong was puzzled again...... Hmm, I understand, it turned out to be in Liangmiao Village, and I was used to teaming up with her, it was a habit, and everything was because of habit.
Thinking that he had figured everything out, Duguhong only felt open-minded, so he didn't pay attention to the trace of nostalgia that quietly dispersed from his chest.
He didn't pay attention even more, when Lin Ling accosted him again, he had a little less weird feeling, and more of a role-playing investment.
In the group, there were only three days of fishing, his face was gloomy, and he was speechless all the way, afraid that if the tiles landed, it seemed to stimulate him a lot.
When everyone passed the city gate again, there seemed to be more people here, and there seemed to be something different around the city gate, and it took them a while to react, and there was an extra sugar gourd by the city gate—a sugar gourd with a flagpole more than five feet high, and some watermelon-like round things.
Most of the extra people near the gate were interested in the gourd, and they gathered in a circle, pointing and whispering.
What kind of sugar gourd, there is such a great charm, a cadre of people come up to take a look, and all of them change color.
"It's disgusting!" "How so?" "Horror!" "Perverted!" ……
In an instant, they finally knew why the Gun League ambushed them.
Duguhong stood far away, not going to join in the fun, he had expected this result.
I have already said before, killing people in the rivers and lakes does not drop anything at all, just some silver taels and medicines, strictly speaking, this is not right, in fact, there is another thing, it will definitely fall, a task item - Liuyang Kui, also known as a good head.
In the official offices of each city, there is such a service, called the head of the owl to show the public, that is, you can hang the severed head on the flagpole of the city gate for people to see, but, usually no one will do that, because this service is not free, not only is it not free, but it is also very expensive, each head is hung for three days, and a hundred gold is promised, the reason is that it is necessary to pay a fee that affects the appearance of the city and obstructs the view.
In addition to the cost, this service also has some other uses, that is, the player whose head is suspended, in these three days, all the hidden attributes, such as luck, charm, and chance, have all dropped to the bottom point, and the monster has not fallen, and the transaction will be made by the NPC, as for the hidden task, you don't have to think about it, it is completely impossible to trigger.
However, it was only three days, and compared to the money spent, such a punishment seemed to be worth the cost.
This service is also in front of you, and when the Dali Sword League is aggressive, it is undoubtedly an excellent move to use it to dissipate the face of the Sword League and reduce the influence of their previous propaganda.
Therefore, the row of heads on the flagpole, from top to bottom, are all players from the management of the Dali Sword Alliance, two deputy gang masters, four hall masters, and seven deputy hall masters, except for Zhang Yang and three days, they were actually lined up.
Looking at the row of hideous things, the people in the leveling team were silent, and the good mood just now had already flown to Java.
"You've guessed that, haven't you?" Lin Ling looked at Duguhong strangely, for some reason, looking at this person looking at the front with a calm face, and the look that seemed to see through everything, she had a strong illusion of déjà vu, she didn't know at the moment, it was not an illusion.
"It's not hard to guess at all." Dugu Hong muttered softly, asked Lin Ling for the loot and money he deserved, and turned to leave.
At this time, the three days have been called back to the headquarters, and the leveling team has been disbanded on the spot, and he still has his own things to do.
Raising the wind and Yunlong walked out of the headquarters of the Gun League with a bad face, the mission failed, of course, he was reprimanded by the boss, but what made him unconvinced was that the main reason for the failure, the skeleton killer actually escaped, not only that, but he was also praised by the boss, and pulled him to ask about Duguhong's skills and characteristics.
Therefore, Yunlong is very angry now, and if he is angry, he will only need a pastime, to kill people.
But before he could decide who to kill, the way forward was blocked, and in front of him, a face appeared in front of him that he definitely didn't want to see.
"You...... What are you doing? Yunlong was surprised at first, but then relaxed his heart and snorted coldly, "Good dogs don't get in the way!" ”
Because, no matter who is on the other side, he is no longer a cloud dragon, he can gain a foothold on the list of Dali sluts, and he will be prosperous for a long time, it is absolutely not enough to practice the light skills of the crane in the clouds to the extreme, what really makes him fearless is actually the disguise technique, there are many wicked people in the Valley of the Wicked, and there are many of these strange methods.
But he definitely didn't expect that there was a skill in the world called Gu Tracking, as long as he didn't have a corresponding level of Gu Technique, he couldn't even talk about discovering it, let alone solving it, so let alone saying that it was Yi Rong, even if he went to heaven and earth, he couldn't escape.
Dugu Hong didn't bother to talk nonsense at all, smiled yinyin, and went straight up.
Lifting the wind and Yunlong felt that something was wrong, and began to retreat, he was innate with agility 18, and the crane shadow in the clouds increased by 75%, plus equipment, and the speed was also 20 meters per second, he had always been very confident in his speed, but he soon found one thing, the other party's speed was faster than him, and he caught up with him in just a moment, and then pressed it lightly with a palm......
By the time he pulled out his sword, he was already at the resurrection point......
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