Chapter 325: Thunder and Lightning

The Robta Mountains, the largest mountain range in Kadar City, are also the mountain range with the largest variety of monsters in Kadar City. Under the slightly white sky, the mountains are as black as iron, and the dense fog on the overlapping mountains is vague, like a group of back-to-back couples, leaning on each other, peaceful and silent.

Entering the mountain range is a different scene, with bare cliffs and rocks abounding, accompanied by roars, giving people a hideous and terrifying feeling.

On the periphery of the 48-level mountain ape area, I listened to the thumping sound of those fluffy mountain apes beating their chests, and smelled the fragrance of the wildflowers in the crevices of the rocks on the side. The thunder and lightning flashed in his heart, and he became more and more nervous.

Nu Ting Qianjun, this name is very familiar, when "Skynet" was first launched, he and Nu Ting Qianjun were not only in the same novice village, but also good friends.

It's a pity that as the strength gradually increases, the angry army slowly abandoned his friend.

Regarding this point, although Thunder Lightning is a little unhappy, it is also acceptable, after all, people are super masters, and the better they have a relationship with an ordinary player, the easier it is to lose money.

A super master is a friend, this is not only a thing worth showing off, but also a thing that can bring a lot of benefits to himself, therefore, Thunder Lightning has been trying to pull the relationship between the two sides, but as time goes by, he has to watch this relationship slowly drift apart.

thought that in a few years, he would disappear from the memory of the angry army, but the thunder and lightning could not have imagined that things had taken a turn for the better. Not only can he always be remembered by the angry army, but he can even make him grit his teeth with hatred.

To be honest, Thunder and Lightning has struggled, but as long as he thinks that he will contact every month, he hopes to recount the old feelings, but he is sent away after a few sentences, and now he doesn't even bother to answer the voice chat. This will take another year or two, and if you don't know how interesting you are, you may have to be blacklisted.

Thinking of this, the thunderous and lightning struggles have vanished, replaced by tension and excitement, and even a bit of revenge.

"Nine times!"

Thunder and lightning exhaled fiercely, and his frightened mood suddenly improved a lot. This is the number of times he contacted Nu Ting Qianjun today, and for the ninth time, Nu Ting Qianjun did not connect to the voice chat, but directly let him hear the system prompt that he was blacklisted.

Lei Mingdian thought that his idea of getting rich was shattered, but he didn't expect that this angry Qianjun might suddenly remember that he would not be okay to contact so many times, and he actually re-applied for a friend and connected the voice chat.

People die for money, birds die for food, and a million gold coins are a huge amount of money that can give up many things for Thunder and Lightning, which naturally includes the friendship with the angry Qianjun, which is getting thinner and thinner.

Sometimes, Thunder and Lightning even thought about whether he would betray the army if there was nothing good.

Although it is likely that there will never be an accurate answer to this question, Thunder Lightning understands that it may be a big surname. For the angry Qianjun, the resentment may have been greater than the previous years in the novice village.

Just as he was thinking about it, a white light flashed beside him, and a young man in his early thirties, wearing golden armor, and looking heroic, flashed out.

Although more than a year has passed, the thunder and lightning can identify this person's identity at the first time, and he is angry.

"Thunder, long time no see." The angry Qianjun took a few steps forward and hugged the thunder and lightning.

Feeling the back being beaten by punch after punch, the thunder and lightning flashed a little like wanting to smile bitterly, such a kind action, in the novice village, it is only possible when the equipment above the bronze level is exploded, right?

"How's this time going?" Angry Qianjun let go of the thunder and lightning, gently slapped his shoulder, and said loudly: "I've been busy leveling up recently, and I don't have time to contact you, how about it?" I've added a large guild, are you interested in following in? ”

Lei Mingdian nodded again and again, but he secretly despised it in his heart, a super master, it turned out that he was also a human being. When encountering something that can't be refused, he also has to beg an ordinary player.

"That's okay, I'll introduce you in later, not to mention anything else, a captain is absolutely indispensable, I'll get you another set of dark gold equipment when I have time, maybe you can be promoted to the head of the regiment." Angry Qianjun was also a little helpless, and he almost forgot about the friend in front of him who had been inseparable from the novice village for several months to kill monsters and level up. If it weren't for the fear that this kid would say bad things about himself when he saw people, he would have deleted this guy from his friend list a long time ago.

Fortunately, he is smart enough and his memory is not bad, after the other party pulled the blacklist in anger with voice chat, he can still remember that this kid contacted him Although he wanted to make some benefits and climb friendships, he didn't seem to be cheeky enough to initiate voice chats again and again.

Curious for a moment, it was this kid who broke out a rare item that a berserker could use, and when he heard the news, he almost wanted to hug the boss in front of him and kiss him.

Since joining the Thunder Guild, gold, equipment, pets, as long as he speaks, although that guy in Amano is eerie and creepy, he has never refused his request. There are only rare items and skill books, which are not something that can be bought with money. Since the whole people became martial, these two things, except for some rare items that are of little use, have almost disappeared in auction houses and trading markets. Even if you encounter a lucky player who breaks out rare items or skill books that do not match your profession, as long as you are on the auction house, they are basically sold at sky-high prices, and with the financial resources of the Thunder Guild, you can still do it with one or two pieces, and if you have more, you will also be a little unbearable.

I never thought that a friend who was about to be forgotten would actually take a shit and get a rare item. This news is no different from pie falling from the sky.

Amano gave 100 million gold coins, and at this price, the auction house could only auction a rare item with a small surname. But in the eyes of the angry Qianjun, it is not only enough to buy the rare items in the hands of Thundering Lightning, but also how many. Not because the caste of the rare item is bad, but because the thunder and lightning are not worthy of so many gold coins.

An assassin or swordsman who wants to have no brains and no talent, and giving him so many gold coins will only bring him endless trouble.

Seeing the thunder and lightning nodded, although he was surprised that this kid's expression was a little too calm, he didn't think much about it, maybe he knew that the rare items in his hands were valuable, and he didn't care about being a captain or even a head in a large guild!

Maybe this kid even whimsically wants to create his own guild!

smiled, and angrily racked his brains to recall his past in the novice village and thunder and lightning, and after not remembering anything, he had to talk a few nonsense and get to the point: "Thunder, didn't you say that you exploded a rare item that can increase your attack by 100%?" Take a look at me. ”

Thunderbolt nodded, took out a black metal ring from the storage space, and handed it to the angry Qianjun.

In an instant, Nu Ting Qianjun was moved, this is a rare item, this kid, he actually handed it over to himself without thinking about it, and he was not afraid that he would get rich, and he wouldn't mention the reward after grabbing it?

It's a shame that I'm still thinking about how to keep the price down just now, and then look at others. Inexplicably, the angry Qianjun was a little ashamed, after all, it was a friend, and he was not short of gold coins, so why bother pressing other people's prices.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll take a rare item and run away?" Angry Qianjun actually laughed, and he didn't even take the ring in Thunder Lightning's hand, and in his mind, the past of the novice village was even vaguely remembered.

"What a friendship we have!" Thunderbolt shook his head with a smile.

"That's right, what a friendship we have!" Furious Qianjun slammed his fist into the chest of Thunder and Lightning, until he took a few steps back before he grabbed it, and if it weren't for this rare item, he would have almost parted ways with a friend worthy of friendship.

"I said, do you want any more rare items?" Thunderbolt shook the ring in his hand.

"Yes, of course!" Angry Qianjun laughed and took the black ring in Thunder Lightning's hand, and the moment his fingers touched the ring, excitement gushed out.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the excitement in his heart, and angrily shook the ring in his hand towards the identification technique.

Black Iron Ring: Ornament.

Angry Qianjun was stunned for a moment, and then looked at it, and the surname was still exactly the same.

Got the wrong one? It must be thunder and lightning that is wrong.

As soon as Angry Qianjun raised his head, his neck hurt, and he immediately fell into a dizziness. Behind him, at some point, stood a middle-aged man about forty-five or sixteen years old.

In the next second, behind a boulder ten meters away, Yi Chen flashed out, and with a blow from the silent team, he immediately swung his knife and slashed out.

Swept!

The blade wind expanded rapidly, and it was impartially in the middle of the head of the angry army, and at the same time as the white light flickered, three pieces of equipment burst out.

"Uncle, thank you!" Yi Chen greeted the lonely uncle, walked quickly through the stones, came to the equipment that the angry army burst out and squatted down, and after turning over the equipment, his face was suddenly a little disappointed.

The three pieces of equipment, all of which were dark gold, and there was one ring, but he had bought it for a silver coin at a stall in Kadar City.

The lonely uncle was silent, and he could judge the result from Yi Chen's expression.

"I have no choice but to find a way to try again." Yi Chen said helplessly.

The lonely uncle shook his head: "This time I relied on the sudden sneak attack of the angry army, even if I trick him out next time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to kill him before the Thunder Squad arrives." I thought that since I knew that the target was the ring on his hand, I might as well find a way to find a super thief to try. ”

"Super thieves? Are you talking about the Holy Hand? ”

"I heard that he has a success rate of one percent in stealing sub-artifacts and rare items, and he also has the skill that doesn't require ten seconds of stiffness after stealing failure." The lonely uncle said slowly: "If this is the case, even if we can't kill the angry army, as long as we can lure him out again and again, we will also have a chance to get the rare items you want." ”

Yi Chen patted his head, how could he forget the holy hand, although in order to prevent stuning and then using thieves to steal in turn, the system has a rule that players can only be stolen ten times in a day, but the holy hand will not stiffen for ten seconds after failing to steal, which means that his stealing will not be known by the angry Qianjun, before success, as long as he can get close to the angry Qianjun, he can steal again and again.

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Yi Chen suddenly remembered a skill: Thousand Hands!

(To be continued)