Chapter 81 - Not even a fart

At the entrance of the Demon City dungeon on the former site of Dilong City, countless players are stumbling here. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Some are asking for a group, and some are waiting for friends...... There are too many, and this is the fastest place known to go from level 15 to level 20. And now there are very few people who really reach level 20 or above, so the magic city dungeons on both sides are the leveling places for the most players now.

Five rays of white light came out and turned into five figures.

This isn't a strange thing, and it's not uncommon for countless players to appear after brushing up on dungeons.

But......

Hey...... You see, isn't that the people of the scholarly generation?

Where? Are you sure?

What a book! O my goddess!

The white-faced scholar is so handsome......

At this time, the five members of the scholarly generation were not in such a good mood, and the book sword enmity roared on the team channel: Can any of the three of you tell me what happened?!! And Wan Shu and the bookstore Xiao Er have not yet come out of the fright, and they are still so timid. The white-faced scholar sighed softly: There is nothing to say. It was the mask that killed us in seconds with one against three.

Spike?! How can it be!? Shujian En Qiu roared angrily: You are a knight! A knight after the evolution of the profession! Plus the HP and defense of the three pieces of orange gear on your body! How could it be a spike! The white-faced scholar ignored him, and just said calmly: This game is too big. Since there can be a hidden weapon like the Soul Snatcher Needle, which kills with one hit, how can there be no skills that can kill players in seconds?

After speaking, I saw a message in the entire Scholarly Generation Guild channel: The white-faced scholar has left the guild.

The white-faced scholar calmly looked at Shujian Enmity: Do you remember what I said when you first recruited me into the meeting? Shu Jian Enqiu's face was ugly at this time, and he roared uncontrollably: You white-eyed wolf! Not me that day? You've starved to death a long time ago?! What now? Draw the board over the bridge?

The white-faced scholar ignored the enmity of the book sword that had gone out of control, and continued: I said that you can't do anything that violates my principles.

What I owe you has already been repaid. From now on, you and I will be cut off. The white-faced scholar left the group and walked into the distance. The sword and the enmity of the sword suddenly looked at the back of the white-faced scholar gradually walking away, and finally didn't dare to say anything. He knows the strength of the white-faced scholar very well, even two or three of them are not his opponents.

All right. The book clapped his hands: The copy is finished, right?

At this time, another news bombing the channel of the Scholarly Generation Guild brushed over: Scholarly Painterly has left the guild.

You! The book sword was full of anger and anger, and grabbed the jade hand of the book: Where do you want to go? You can't go anywhere without my permission! The charming eyes of the book and painting flashed a hint of coldness, and he waved his staff while exiting the team. A rebounding ring of fire bounced off the book sword and enmity, and it no longer hid its voice: I am not like a scholar, I owe you nothing. I can go wherever I want. I just came in when I saw that the guild name was a bit similar to my character name. Now that you've had enough, it's time to go.

The players around them were shocked when they looked at this scene, whether it was a book sword or a book, they were not ordinary people, and they were all famous among players. Some interested players have even turned on the recording.

The book sword enmity has completely collapsed, and the successive failures and setbacks make him roar angrily: You **! Took so many benefits from me and now pat your ass and leave? All right! Let's go! Without me, you're not even a fart! The book looked at the book sword and enmity, and his eyes were not angry, but ...... Commiseration.

This kind of gaze makes the sword and enmity even more angry: You pity me!? Who are you to pity me!? Yes!!!

Ignoring the book sword enmity that roared like an angry lion, he just said with a little pity: The reason why you lost this battle is because you don't look at the heroes of the world too little. I saw the staff of calligraphy and painting in one fell swoop......

Boom, boom, boom.

The fireball technique blasted out like a grenade in the hands of the scholarly painter, blasting the position around the sword and the enmity body of the scholar into a splash of dirt. Some discerning players are shocked, how is this done!? The terrifying cast speed and power of the spell......

I'm not even a fart when I leave you? No, no, no, you're wrong. Scholarly and picturesque smiled: From beginning to end, you are not even a fart in my eyes. After speaking, the delicate body twisted, and the lotus step moved away lightly, leaving the book sword enmity like a lost dog in the same place with his head hugged and roared!

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The corners of his mouth hooked up with a smile on the corner of his mouth when he left, and he muttered to himself: Mask...... Hee-hee, fun and interesting.

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You Long was lying on the ground, only to feel severe pain all over his body. The countless wounds on his body are the result of fighting with the white-faced scholar. And to his surprise, the pain after turning on the precision of death. It is as if they are mutually reciprocated with the wounds on the body, and all the wounds are like ants constantly devouring them.

You Long smiled bitterly, this skill is really a double-sided blade! After turning on the accuracy of death, as long as he hits the mark, he is almost a second kill for the player. But the pain seems to be getting more and more painful, and it seems that this trick will not be used in the future.

The other thing he was thinking about was what state he had just entered.

At that moment......

If the anger in the heart is filled like a volcanic eruption, then the mind is as cold as the top of an iceberg. Although he is angry, he will not lose his mind because of this, and all the actions in front of him seem to turn into slow motion.

What the hell is going on?

Four white rays of light fell on You Long's side.

Wang Shi moved the fastest, the staff in his hand shook gently, and a healing technique landed on You Long. And the dragon himself also performed a bandage.

Thank you. Wang Shi's eyes flickered, and his gaze at You Long was very strange.

You Long shook his head: It's me who should thank you. I can't win against them without you. This is a fact, if the three of the scholarly generation started to encircle, You Long would have been injured many times, and if they were encircled at that time, You Long believed that the chance of his death was more than 80 percent.

Wang Shi didn't say anything, but fell silent again, just like the stone-like him before.

And the three of them, the Autumn Wind Wolf and the others, looked at You Long in amazement, their whole body was densely covered with wounds, just like a bloody person, this guy is really **. But at the same time, they are very unhappy with themselves this time. Fortunately, the autumn wind wolf is okay, he is already a little gangster, and he is also full of desire for power at the moment. The most angry are Hades and Soul Lock, both of whom used to be among the best figures in the online game world, but now?

Someone who was beaten by one!

This result is unbelievable to them, but they also feel strongly dissatisfied with themselves.