August 18, 2110 at 10:45 The dungeon has reached the third level: Icy Wind

"Serbia!" The Black Moon Rakshasa exclaimed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Hui Taiwolf stepped forward and patted the Black Moon Rakshasa on the shoulder: "Hey, man, we've finally come this far." ”

The black-faced man also nodded with deep feeling, an hour and a half of non-stop fighting was a great drain on energy.

Infected by this lively atmosphere, the lone ranger Yang Xingming also patted the right shoulder of the Black Moon Rakshasa like a wolf: "It's really not in vain, we really did it." ”

When he said this, there seemed to be a reactivation in his heart, and the things he had been knowing seemed to open up a new world, and at the same time, a sad feeling came to his face.

Whether in his past life or in this life, he is the only hidden profession, whether it is the top of the lone star or the death meteor, he is a lone traveler. Although they have all had the experience of joining the group, although there are all kinds of players around them, they are all interests and needs, each takes what he needs, and says "goodbye" to each other after the event.

He already thinks that this is a matter of course, one thing is the same thing, out of this door, all feelings are zero, and even his style of acting is a standard player. He used to think that in the game, he couldn't gain sincere friendship, because everyone's respect for him was based on the aura of "hidden profession", if there was no such aura, he would be an ordinary player with a bit of ability. But if you think about it carefully, why did he dare to save that arrogant and unreasonable Moon Burial Flower Soul, and why did he take the entire guild to bury him for the death of an NPC?

……

Maybe it's because they, without exception, ignore this glorious but cold veil

The Death Star is not only the Death Star, but also the Death Surrounded Star.

The Death Star is very lonely, like a hedgehog that longs to hug, but it is difficult to approach because of the sharp thorns on its body.

Until now, he has not changed this opinion, and the reason why he can feel this way is that he has taken a deeper view: his "everyone" refers to ordinary players, and what if the people he works with are also hidden professions? Let's say three people in front of you.

Why did he agree to Hui Tai Wolf's invitation, did Hui Tai Wolf offer a good price?

Why is he able to work so happily with the black-faced man, is it because the black-faced man's skills are very good?

Why can he trust the Black Moon Rakshasa unconditionally, is the identity of the Black Moon Rakshasa the same as in his previous life?

He finally realizes that the only friend who hides his profession is the hidden profession.

"Then please invite our boss, Brother Black Moon Rakshasa to have an in-depth ♂ communication with the mission NPC." Hui Taiwolf took the lead in applauding, Yang Xingming followed the drum, and the black-faced man just nodded.

The Black Moon Rakshasa shrugged helplessly, dragging his blood-wounded iron sword closer to Serbia.

Looking at the figure of the Black Moon Rakshasa gradually moving away, the Hui Taiwolf next to him was already discussing where to relax after the end of the dungeon, although the black-faced man did not open his mouth to agree, but the tense nerves that had been tense before had been completely relaxed. Yang Xingming took a long breath, turned his head and was about to sing a crosstalk to Hui Taiwolf.

In this way, this tragic story should be able to come to an end.

The open mouth suddenly froze, and the cold thoughts that came out of my mind exploded in my heart like a lightning strike.

Miserable, miserable? Miserable!

Why do you know this is a tragic story?

It's because when you see an evil priest, you take it for granted, so why is this natural?

At this point, the answer he received immediately caused his whole body to tremble irregularly from the beginning of his skeletal muscles.

Because he is a reborn party, he was a bloodthirsty hunter before he was reborn.

Therefore, the current bloodthirsty hunter Black Moon Rakshasa is going to have an "in-depth exchange" that-

"Murderous blood blessed, bloodthirsty? Heavy slash. The flying blood qi was attached to the iron sword in an instant, and the surging murderous qi condensed into a tick-tock crawling on the ground.

- Kill Serbia!

"The two rites are born together, and the foundation is built in all directions - open the space door!"

The Black Moon Rakshasa trotted up to Serbia, and before he could ask who it was, the Black Moon Rakshasa swung his iron sword and slashed at the chanting poet.

Bang!

Instead of the expected flesh and blood, the Black Moon Rakshasa watched in disbelief as his iron sword was firmly blocked by an ancient staff.

"Qi!" After knowing that his task had been disrupted by this mage, the Black Moon Rakshasa's eyes immediately sharpened, and the force in his hand increased.

Yang Xingming didn't choose to resist hard, the mage and the warrior broke their wrists and simply died, and pulled down in the direction of the sword, so that the Black Moon Rakshasa did not contain his strength for a while, and the center of gravity shifted downward, Yang Xingming took this opportunity to open the distance, leaving himself breathing space, and he was familiar with the characteristics of the bloodthirsty hunter, he naturally knew very well that if he was killed by his face, he would only flick his fingers.

But the speed of the retreat was noticeably slowed down in a short time.

Ding~ System Prompt: The player Black Moon Rakshasa has launched a blood gas entanglement on you, and your speed is reduced by 70% and the duration is 2s.

Four blood qi turned into entangled vines, and Yang Xingming's limbs were fiercely bound.

With a turn of skill, the blood and qi are entangled, and it seems that it has not reached the qualitative change of bloodsucking and imprisonment.

So!

"Space concussion." A strange distortion suddenly appeared between the two, and when the Black Moon Rakshasa had just realized what kind of skill this was, the space suddenly shook violently, exploding the two of them, and the entangled blood qi was actually shattered.

The Black Moon Rakshasa who was shocked immediately reacted and stuck his sword on the ground with his sword as a pillar to prevent himself from falling to the ground and fell into passivity. As he expected, his center of gravity shifted upwards and his feet landed on the ground, but as soon as he landed, a beautifully carved magic array appeared under his feet.

"Space vortex, continuous addition, three-body integration."

Being in the center of the three superimposed spatial vortices was almost equivalent to imprisonment, and the Black Moon Rakshasa's movements were temporarily restricted, and he was helpless against Yang Xingming at the moment without long-range skills.

That should be the case, "Black Moon Rakshasa actually—" He opened his mouth to explain to Black Moon Rakshasa .

"That's it!" A black shadow suddenly flashed in front of Yang Xingming, and a cold touch came from his forehead, and he looked at it when he saw that it was a black revolver with a metallic luster.

When?!

The black-faced man held the gun coldly, put his right index finger on the trigger, and told Yang Xingming with actions that if the space vortex was not lifted, this shot would be fired!

In order not to intensify the contradiction, there was no way, Yang Xingming put away his staff, and the spatial vortex disappeared immediately.

The fingers of the black-faced man's right hand departed from the trigger as a result.

But the muzzle of the gun was still attached to the forehead.

The atmosphere of the scene eased slightly, but only slightly.

In the next second, the sword mark that crossed a person away, poured full strength from the front, and the bloodthirsty hunter who turned was enough to jump up one person high, looking down at Yang Xingming, who was held to the forehead by the gun, the Black Moon Rakshasa turned around with blood-red eyes and reached out to Yang Xingming.

The two people under the sword couldn't have imagined that it would unfold like this, and Yang Xingming closed his eyes even more.

Bang!

Far from a fist in the head.

A pair of huge metal arms staggered around and carried the iron sword down.

"Let's all be civil, okay?"

The metal arm slammed the iron sword to the side.

"Brother Hei put down his weapon, Brother Luo dismisses his skills, and Brother Meteor gives us an explanation."

Before waking up from the fight just now, Yang Xingming's mood was very unstable now, and his hand holding the staff was trembling greatly.

It's hard to imagine that the foursome who were cheering each other on a moment ago.

"Shooting Star!" The right shoulder was slammed down.

Yang Xingming turned around exaggeratedly and pointed his staff at the Hui Taiwolf who was driving the mecha, the shaking staff, and the confused eyes.

"Give me a face, calm down."

These words were like a basin of cold water poured on his head, allowing him to sober up and understand what the occasion was.

"I'm sorry everyone, my mission target is the Demon Emperor Essence Blood of the Ancient Tree Demon Emperor, and I need Serbia's guidance."

The scene was silent for a full 10 seconds.

"I also apologize, my behavior is very uncool." In the end, the person concerned broke the silence, his face was expressionless, and it seemed that he was just selling Yang Xingming a step.

"So, what to do, to kill or not to kill?" The black-faced man threw out a conundrum.

Yang Xingming smiled wryly, isn't the answer obvious? The black-faced man is clearly standing on the side of the Black Moon Rakshasa , Hui Taiwolf is already very self-saving to keep neutral at this time, kill or not kill, do I still have a choice?

He let out a long sigh.

Why did that happen?

Didn't you realize early on: If people don't do it for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed?

The only friend who hides his profession is the hidden profession - itself.

"Isn't the answer obvious?" It was actually the peacemaker Hui Taiwolf who spoke.

He pointed to Serbia, which was coming up behind him, and said to the crowd, "Can we kill him now?" ”

"Hello friends from afar, the battle between the four of you just now was very exciting, and I was also fascinated, oh yes, first of all, let me introduce myself, my name is Serbia, the high priest of this ancient temple."

Extend your left hand as a gesture of friendship.