"Wait." Fang Yuchen hurriedly stopped him, took a few steps forward without hurrying, and lowered his voice a little: "Now most of the mainstream players have reached level 30. At the current level, these low-level dungeons are not very good groups, and most of them are players with mediocre strength. You can also see the strength of this elven archer, although it is not as good as you, but it is not so bad. Trust me, don't let these little things affect your mood. If we go and clean up these copies quickly, the efficiency must be very fast. ”

"Personally, I have never intended to be an enemy of anyone, it's just that this kind of person has a small temperament by nature, and he doesn't like anything. If I were to be an ordinary player, wouldn't I have been squeezed away by him just like the Dark Swordsman just now? The young inquisitor stopped, and said softly, not looking like a grumpy person.

Since his words were not as low as Fang Yuchen's, they directly came into the ears of the night elegy who was watching coldly not far away, and he suddenly glanced at the inquisitor with a cold look in his eyes, and said coldly: "Like that kind of waste who comes to the city store and comes to the next book, why should I spend more effort to take him?" It's only those like you who are brain-dead who are willing to flood with a sense of justice that you are passionate about. ”

Tsk, this person...... Fang Yuchen suddenly glanced back at him, as far as senses are concerned, this elven archer named "Elegy of the Night" is really too bad, he likes to find something to taunt others, even if he can't beat others, he has to be hard-mouthed.

If this is also an ordinary player, he is afraid that he will definitely be on the side of the Inquisitor Youth without saying a word. But if you want to think about it this way, in fact, an ordinary elven archer, I'm afraid that under the hands of this young inquisitor, he can't last ten seconds at all.

The topic between the two seemed to be a little biased due to a small episode by Fang Yuchen.

After hearing the words of the night elegy, the young inquisitor frowned, turned sideways, and looked at him for a while, then said calmly: "The world is born with strong and weak, and the strong support the weak, this is a heavenly principle that has remained unchanged since ancient times, otherwise what is the use of your so-called strong?" The ancestors also said that if you are poor, you will be good alone, and if you are good, you will help the world. What's more, this is just a game, and those with bad equipment, I don't believe you can't beat them if you go in. At the end of the day, it's just that you're a selfish person. ”

"Selfish? What do you know? Nightfall Elegy glanced at him coldly, "Do you think those poorly equipped people will be grateful to you after you take them through the copy?" They will only think that they have also contributed to the strength of their own and take the benefits of the dungeon for granted! I could have had the most productive time, with my teammates at my level, so why should I waste even a second of mine for them? ”

"Then why haven't you been able to find your 'teammates' yet? Haven't you thought about such a question? For many players, their level is not necessarily worse than some players, but because they don't have enough time to play, or they are too lazy to run around to find and figure out, so they just make do with a piece of equipment. If you can't give such a 'teammate' a tolerant and understanding mind, then you will never be able to find your so-called 'teammate' of the same level as you. ”

The voice of the night elegy suddenly became cold, and he looked at the young inquisitor with hideous eyes and shouted: "They are too lazy to look and think, don't I have to look and think?" They don't have time, so do I have time to waste it on them? Take that dark swordsman as an example, he is afraid that his life in reality is much better than I don't know, why should I put up with the problem that he may not be able to hold the monster for a while, and fail in the dungeon? If you lag behind others, you will naturally be eliminated, this is the principle of heaven! If you are not as good as mine, you are not worthy of being my teammate, this is the criterion! Even if one day I can't do it, I fall behind, I should be eliminated too! ”

There was a sudden silence in the air.

"Ugh." The young inquisitor suddenly shook his head, he glanced at the night elegy with some pity, and then looked at Fang Yuchen and said in a low voice: "Forget it, this person is too extreme." I guess I don't know what to stimulate in reality. I'll go first. ”

This time, Fang Yuchen thought about it, and didn't stop him again. But he quickly sent a friend request to the young judge.

"I'm friendless" quickly turned his back and waved goodbye to him, and while he turned his hand and took out a scroll for the return trip. At this time, Fang Yuchen also heard the prompt from the system that his friend had joined successfully.

After the inquisitor's figure disappeared from the area of the tree and grass monsters, Fang Yuchen turned his head to look back at the night elegy that was silent at this time.

"Sorry...... Destroy your team......" Surprisingly, after a little silence, the night elegy looked like it was apologizing to him as usual.

This was because of the shield that Fang Yuchen had shot at him before, or because he had already vented his emotions after these few words. Or both, Fang Yuchen didn't know.

However, he glanced at the night elegy, and saw that the other party was silent at this time, not at all like the extreme appearance that liked to ridicule and ridicule others just now.

"Are you alright? Then go farm the dungeon. As he spoke, Fang Yuchen took a few steps towards the position of the blood feather on the horse, and added, "Just form someone casually." ”

"Okay." Nightfall replied briefly, and the slightly lowered head seemed to be a little lost.

But Imperial Minister Fang didn't have the heart to care about him anymore at this time, because he suddenly stopped when he habitually turned around and walked towards the position of the Flame Horse.

Blood Feather looked at his face through the delicate mask, and hurriedly turned over as if he was a little frightened.

"Uh...... Use the Return to the City scroll. Fang Yuchen smiled awkwardly, and also turned over his hand and took out the scroll from his backpack.

For a split second, he thought about sitting back on the Flame Pony and going back. But in fact, after the players come out, they can directly use the city scroll to rush back, which saves much faster time than riding a mount.

Although the words were so, for some reason, Fang Yuchen still couldn't stop looking at the body wrapped in a fiery red flame robe, and there was some indescribable slight disappointment in his heart.

Could it be that he had been away from the girls in Second Fort for too long, so he had a physical need?

He smiled dumbly, and didn't think much further.

(End of chapter)