Not only Wang Xiaoming was thinking about this problem, coincidentally, Fengyun was also guessing the deep meaning of the great monks calling out their names one by one, he said: "Obviously, the great monk's favorability towards us has greatly increased...... Perhaps, this may still be a hidden reward for the first pass of the dungeon, and if we join the Shaolin faction in the future, maybe we may become the personal disciples of these masters......"

Wang Xiaoming suddenly realized that the [Qingri Light Army] in his previous life was the personal disciple of Master Tanzong, and in order to push back, it was probably the first kill of the nightmare-level difficulty of the sect's prestige copy, which was completed by the [Qinghui Guild]. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Well, that makes sense...... Come on, I'm optimistic about you ......"

"Optimistic about us? You mean, you're not going to join the Shaolin faction? ”

"It's weird to be a monk, it depends on the situation......"

"You're stupid, you're a lay disciple, and you didn't let you shave your hair......"

When he was discussing, Wang Xiaoming found that Zhao Lin was waiting at the entrance of the dungeon with the people of the [Talking and Laughing Family], maybe Zhao Lin was waiting for this moment, as soon as he saw Wang Xiaoming, he laughed insolently, and when he was halfway through the laughter, in the family queue, [Talking and Laughing Gently], that is, Wang Xiaoming's squad leader Huang Siyu, walked out regardless of it, and said: "Xiao Ming, are you also playing a nightmare difficulty dungeon?" ”

"Ah, it's the squad leader, you guys...... Want to fight nightmares too? ”

"yes, is it difficult? Did you pass it? ”

"It's hard...... However, we were lucky enough to get the dungeon through......"

Zhao Lin's face was gloomy and compassionate, since Huang Siyu and Wang Xiaoming greeted him warmly, there was a burning anger in his chest, and when he heard Wang Xiaoming claim to have opened the nightmare copy, he immediately laughed insolently again, and said: "Ha, what a big breath, you said that you will get through?" I also said that I was able to pass the Multiplayer Nightmare difficulty dungeon alone......"

"Hahahaha......" Zhao Lin's doglegs all echoed and laughed, and expressed their disdain for Wang Xiaoming's big words.

"Zhao Lin, you're too much!" Huang Siyu scolded angrily.

Wang Xiaoming sneered, and after they laughed almost enough, he said in a tone of dialogue with the mentally retarded: "Idiot, you enter the multi-person dungeon alone and try it......"

"Waha......" This time, it was his turn to laugh uncontrollably, of course, in the laughter, it was inevitable to ridicule a few words, making Zhao Lin and the others so angry that their faces turned blue, but they were helpless, who let him speak and leave a bad speech.

After laughing, the male girlfriend did not forget to make up for Zhao Lin, and asked: "Brother Xiao Ming, I can't imagine that you even know this kind of mental retardation, it seems that your taste in making friends needs to be improved......"

Wang Xiaoming was about to talk to Huang Siyu, but as a result, he was inserted by his old girlfriend, so he had to make a statement in advance, saying, "Squad leader, I'm not talking about you...... By the way, I don't recommend entering the Nightmare difficulty dungeon, at this stage, this dungeon is almost nine deaths, and you talk about the family, I will say unkindly, ten deaths and no life! ”

"Fart!" Zhao Lin was furious, as if he had caught Wang Xiaoming's speech disease, and said in ecstasy: "Ha, you said that there is no life in ten deaths, that is, you are also dead?" Wow ha, spicy chicken is spicy chicken, and you have to fill a big clove of garlic with a swollen face......"

Fengyun couldn't help it, he took out the sleeve knife from Wang Renze from the storage ring, shook a few knife flowers as if showing off, and then said with empty eyes: "See, Wang Renze's level 20 Lan Wu now belongs to your grandfather and me......"

"Who are you Grandpa?"

"Whoever is my grandson, I am his grandfather...... Why, if you're not convinced, come on, hurt each other, the twentieth level Lan Wu of labor and management hasn't been opened yet......"

The true or false nature of the level 20 Blue Martial Arts is unknown, and besides, the sect prestige dungeon has never heard of any equipment dropping. When Wang Xiaoming and the others left, the people of the Tanxiao family stayed where they were and doubted, and Huang Siyu, because of Wang Xiaoming's reminder, left alone to brush up on a single copy.

In fact, the nightmare difficulty dungeon, the experience value and prestige value are so rich, the people who get the soft gang are very eager to make persistent efforts and complete the next three dungeons, but Wang Xiaoming is reluctant, he now has six skills at hand, but when it comes to skill levels, except for [moving mountains and pressing the top] with skill points all the way up, the other skill levels are only the most basic 1, so, what he is thinking about now is how to practice the skill level, and the nightmare-level difficulty of the copy, It's too time-consuming, so it's obviously worth the loss to brush up on dungeons for the sake of prestige.

Wang Xiaoming's statement is reasonable, advantageous and modest, and others can only complain that he is "full of men but not hungry men", since Wang Xiaoming is unwilling to cooperate, they can only brush up on single ordinary copies. When they were about to separate, Wang Xiaoming suddenly remembered something, stopped them, and made a suggestion: "In principle, I have no objection to you sorting out the nightmare difficulty dungeon strategy and selling it for money...... However, since you want to sell, then do it seriously as a business, you can never guarantee that the guild that bought your strategy will not continue to spread out for a fee, so if you want to do business, you can make it bigger, and all the guilds with a little scale in the main city of Luoyang will be contacted, and if they dare to buy it, we will dare to sell ......it."

"Damn, it's really big business!"

All the members of the soft gang are boiling, there is money to make, who still has the heart to brush the copy, and finally discussed, and unanimously decided to go back to the main city for a meeting, during the meeting, Fengyun is responsible for sorting out the graphic strategy, and the other responsibilities are implemented to the people, who is responsible for contacting which guilds, these must be unified at the meeting; Then there's the pricing, the guild size varies, the fees are different, and the highest discount scale in everyone's hands has to be decided at the time of the meeting.

Wang Xiaoming is very happy to see the subjective initiative of his friends stimulated, he said: "I only need half of the income from selling strategies, and the rest belongs to you......"

To be honest, Wang Xiaoming's pumping is quite ruthless, but considering that he will continue to hug his thighs to eat meat and drink soup in the future, half of the pumping does not seem to be so unacceptable.

After separating from the gang members, Wang Xiaoming contacted Xingkong Lili and asked her if there was a waste number in the gang, Xingkong Lili felt very strange, only when he was going to practice the trumpet, after asking, he realized that this was not the case, but wanted to use the waste number to practice the skill level. This gave Starry Sky Lili a wake-up call, and she said a little apologetically: "Brother Xiao Ming, I'm going to count how many casual players or life players there are, and I don't mind practicing one more number, but this may make you wait for one more day......"

"Oh......" Wang Xiaoming was slightly disappointed, it seems that his skills can't be upgraded for the time being, so he can only go to the Yellow River Ancient Road to brush the tusks of the saber-toothed elephant, and practice swordsmanship by the way. (To be continued.) )