"Of course." Night Elegy nodded, paused and said, "After all, the speed of the dungeon is related to the output. They have two milks, and I don't care if they don't have a hard time anyway, as long as there are no problems. ”

"You look so anxious? Is there not enough time in reality? Fang Yuchen asked a little strangely, judging from the skill of Night Cover, if he could have a level of 35 now, I am afraid that those studios, mercenary organizations, and even guilds would rush to invite him.

And the night elegy looks like a hurry, but the level is not too high, which can't help but make Fang Yuchen think that this person is probably still the kind of player who has not let go of the work at hand in reality, so he doesn't have enough time to play every day.

The Elegy of Night was silent for a moment. Fortunately, at this time, the great swordsman and the preacher in front had already walked this way.

"Well, let's not talk about that yet." He digressed the subject in time. "There are still a few copies of level 20 here, let's try to clear them before 12 o'clock."

"Are you going to clear that corrupt bone dragon later?" Hao Lan's face was still smiling, and he was wielding a pitch-black pointed sword in his hand, which was also the reward he received after killing the Blackwing Nether Tiger this time.

The old smoke on the side replied: "It's okay to go to that one first, the bone dragon fights slower, and the next few are faster." ”

Fang Yuchen glanced at this elven archer and saw that he didn't want to say more.

This is normal, after all, most players don't like to reveal their reality to others in a "virtual" world.

With the completion of the rectification afterwards, after the surrounding environmental space rippled for a while, the team also withdrew from the separate plane of the dungeon, and the surrounding area was still surrounded by black fog and cold wind.

Fang Yuchen looked at the opening point of the next dungeon on the map, but suddenly seemed to feel something, and glanced to the side.

At this time, the face of the night elegy did not look very good. Since this is a gathering place for several dungeons, through some drifting black mist, you can see some player squads distributed, either waiting for the dungeon to open, or just coming out of the dungeon.

And among these various players, you can just see a young man carrying a silver-white sacred cross on his back, with his arms crossed, and some of them are silently gathered with several players.

Originally, he had his back to this side, but when he seemed to sense the snooping gaze of someone behind him, he turned his head in an instant, and happened to see the five people from Fang Yuchen's team.

Seeing this, Ye's face turned cold, and he immediately smiled coldly, and shouted in a weird voice: "Yo, isn't it that enemies don't meet?" You're so powerful, why are you still brushing these low-level books here? ”

Since his shouting was not small, it suddenly attracted a group of players who were entering and exiting the dungeon, and many people came with surprised eyes.

"Who is he talking to?" The great swordsman in the team immediately became strange.

This answer, Lao Yan naturally doesn't know, and he can't answer him.

Of course, Blood Feather didn't mean to explain for him, Fang Yuchen suddenly patted the elven archer on the shoulder with a big head, and said, "Let's go." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the old smoke, and he had summoned the horse and turned towards the door of the stronghold to the east.

Compared with Hao Lan, this preacher was obviously more able to comprehend the meaning of others, and after noticing Fang Yuchen's gaze, he patted the great swordsman and followed suit.

"What's the situation? Eh...... Wait for me. Hao Lan was completely confused by the second monk, and glanced at the blood feather beside him, who had already silently followed the royal ministers above, and when the three people in the team were about to disappear from sight, he had no choice but to glance at the night elegy, and then summoned the horse to chase after him.

Of course, this person in the crowd of players in these dungeon squads is none other than the Inquisitor Young Man who has just had a field battle with Nightfall Elegy.

After noticing the provocation of the night elegy, his face was very calm, and he crossed his arms and did not make a sound.

These dungeon players, look at me, I look at you, no one knows who this elven archer who suddenly appeared is shouting, and naturally no one pays attention to him.

Seeing that the four of Fang Yuchen were about to leave, the night elegy didn't waste much time, and after glancing at the young judge with a cold gaze, he also summoned a horse to chase after him.

From beginning to end, the young inquisitor looked unhurried, and the other party left after a provocation.

"Who is this person shouting?"

After hearing the doubts of his temporary teammates in the squad, he turned his head, shook his head, and said, "I don't know. Alright, let's move on to the next one. ”

……

Fang Yuchen didn't expect to meet this young judge so soon.

But this may be normal to say, after all, this player was also rushing to clean up these dungeons before, even if he left, he probably entered another passerby dungeon team when he turned his head, so it would not be so strange to meet here.

The matter of the night elegy actually gave him some more reason to connect with this young judge.

For example, when he ignored the elven archer and signaled the members of the squad to leave, he immediately sent a message to the Inquisitor player among his friends, roughly saying that he should ignore the person of Night Elegy or something.

The other party's message also replied quickly, and said very calmly: It's okay.

Since there was now a skilled healer in the team, Fang Yuchen didn't persuade him to come over or anything like that. Instead, he said something like that, and the young judge also replied briefly, "No problem."

By the time he hung up the text comms, the night elegy, also on a brown non-combat horse, had already followed.

Without asking about him, Fang Yuchen chatted with the rest of the team, and when the elven archers caught up, they quickly opened the next dungeon here.

Throughout the morning, the two teammates who had made up improvised with Lao Yan and Hao Lan, as well as the night elegy in front, plus Blood Feather, and Fang Yuchen's five-person team cleared the five copies in their early twenties on the plain west of the No. 1 stronghold.

The equipment of the Great Swordsman is also constantly being changed in this process. By the time he came out of the last copy, his original set of silver-white armor had been replaced by a colorful, strange-shaped combination.

(End of chapter)