"These Knights ...... player," he muttered as he observed the battle, "It looks a little weak." ”

Mu Chunfeng urged him to sit down twice, and only after he exceeded half of the kneaded Cang Geng's body did he reply thoughtfully: "How strong can this kind of player who only dares to play pve with NPCs who are not good at fighting can be?" ”

Saying that, Mu Chunfeng also looked down at the battlefield and added: "I don't think these players are much worse than the foreign players in the international competition, even compared with the foreign players who grabbed the luxury corpse before. ”

Rubbing and nodding his head in agreement. Soon he said worriedly: "At this level, why do the Jing people have to ask passers-by like you and me for help?" Could it be that it was just a hidden task arranged by the system that happened to be triggered by us? ”

Mu Chunfeng saw that he had come to the lake, pressed the head of the Xuanniao, and fell down first.

By the way, I didn't forget to persuade and rub it: "My aunt and grandmother, eldest lady, I had good luck playing games and brushed up on the best, and when I came back to clear the task, I found that the task was not difficult at all." This kind of thing isn't some incomprehensible supernatural event, right? ”

Rubbing reluctantly made himself believe Mu Chunfeng's words, and also pressed Cang Geng, chasing Mu Chunfeng down.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he saw that Mu Chunfeng had already taken out the ghost butcher knife and slashed it among the players of the Knights.

Weak! It's too weak!

Players who are close to the Knights, rubbing the weak chicken performance of these players, have a more intuitive understanding.

If these players can represent the overall level of the Kunpeng District, could it be that the strength of their own group is too strong?

Trying to restrain the doubts and confusion in his heart, he rubbed and took off the Xuanyuan Sword from his back, and also joined in the action of slaughtering the players of the Knights.

The Xuanyuan sword flew up and down, and even though he didn't use any clever swordsmanship, he still couldn't find an opponent among these knight players who could walk through one and a half moves in his hand.

For the vast majority of Knights players, it only takes three moves and two moves to kill them. At such a speed, most of the opponents had just exclaimed, and they had already disappeared into white light. Even the opportunity to leave a last word is not entitled to it.

Occasionally, those Knights players who were lucky enough to be able to speak, most of them just sighed and rubbed the contrast between their short stature and huge lethality, and left the battlefield.

Kneading and killing rises, getting deeper and deeper into the hinterland of the Knights' players. Mu Chunfeng, who was originally in charge of the main attack, immediately noticed this. He quickly stepped behind him and began to clean up the enemies that had been knocked down.

A man and a woman, a sword and a sword, have become the black and white impermanence of the lives of the players of the Knights of the Reap at this moment.

Originally, under the attack of Tan Yonghou and Ling Jiayi, the knight players who barely knew that they had fled in the wilderness were unable to react except to wait for death when faced with the combination of Mu Chunfeng and Kneading.

I thought it would be a troublesome battle, but in the end it only lasted more than thirty minutes. All the players of the Knights, except for the blood-drinking, were all killed by the four of them.

At this moment, the blood drinker who fell into the anti-encirclement once again lost his brand new mount. The whole person struggled to barely support his body with the blood-soaked thin sword, and a pair of bloody eyes with murderous red eyes stared at Mu Chunfeng's waist.

Although, Mu Chunfeng knew that the state of drinking blood was completely caused by being too tired to straighten his waist. He was still drunk with the vicious eyes of drinking blood, and he could see a burst of coldness from the inner and outer kidneys.

casually pulled a knife flower to hide his discomfort, Mu Chunfeng asked and rubbed: "Get an idea, what to do with this goods?" ”

In the original plan, he actually wanted to capture the blood and hand it over to the queen of Zhu. However, it was only recently that I remembered that players could not restrict each other's free movement.

As in front of you, it's already the limit to make the player who manipulates the role of Drinking Blood so tired that he doesn't want to move. If you are really in a hurry, as long as people go offline, even if they are passively getting rid of the entanglement of rubbing a few people.

"......" thought of this, and he was a little embarrassed to rub it, and he didn't know whether he should continue to keep drinking blood, or whether he should reissue an order to kill and drink blood.

Instead, he drank blood, and after a while of breathing, he finally regained some physical strength.

Drinking blood staggered and stood up straight, and said to Kneading: "Don't be embarrassed, there is no reluctance to die when playing games, you can kill me." ”

The "open-minded" character of drinking blood really made a few people a little uncomfortable. If it weren't for the fact that he had already had a suicide history on Mu Chunfeng's Xuanniao's back before, I am afraid that Rubbing would not hesitate to treat him as a psychopath.

Drinking blood rubbed it without saying anything for the time being, thinking about how to kill him.

In order not to leave any shadow on death, Drinking Blood said weakly: "When you kill me, please give me a good time!?" ”

"Die, dead pervert!" Kneading the player who finally couldn't stand the lack of desire to survive like drinking blood, the Xuanyuan sword in his hand was raised, and a sword pierced the chest of the blood-drinking.

This sword is crisp and neat, without any mud and water, it really responds to the sentence of drinking blood "give a good time".

Drinking blood, his long-cherished wish was fulfilled, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, he looked down at the sword inserted in his heart, grinned, and said: "It is not a loss to be able to die under the artifact at the top of the Yinglong District Divine Soldier Ranking!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the blood turned into white light and flew away again. Kneading was already in a trance, and I couldn't count how many times I drank blood, and I turned into white light and flew away from in front of me.

"Forget it, let's go back and find the Queen of Zhu!" Kneading the mood is very low and gives instructions.

No, a whistle sounded in close proximity, and when a few people looked up, they saw a trailer that seemed to be an icebreaker cruising on land, appearing in front of them.

In particular, at a glance at the front of the car, you can see that the triangular equipment used to break down obstacles is about to be kneaded.

Rubbing her chest and straightening her chest, she looked at the driver's seat of the car, which was twice as tall as her, and looked at the queen of the ring, who was sitting in the driver's seat herself.

Seeing that she was rubbing and looking at herself, Queen Zhu called out very enthusiastically: "Sister, get in the car quickly, let's leave the ghost place of the Two Realms Lake!" ”

The Lake of the Two Realms? Could it be the lake where Cité Soleil is located?

I didn't have time to think about it, so I climbed into the huge trailer. Sitting in the passenger seat, she kept looking at the front of the trailer and the queen of the caravan. It seems to be considering how she climbed to such a high front of the car and successfully manipulated the car to move with the size of the queen of the car.