"Whoa, whoa, welcome, my friends."

Seeing Shen Luo and the others coming over, "Moxigantou" smiled and spread his hands and took the initiative to greet him. Shen Luo saw at a glance that there was a skull shading on the palm of the left hand of the "Moxican Head", and the rank number on it was -9. This guy is actually level nine? This is a little different from the information Zhang Yuecheng said! However, the change is that there is an extra large size, and from the perspective of the brush, it can be regarded as a good thing.

"Hello, I'm the one who contacted you, Zhang Yuecheng." Zhang Yuecheng took a step forward and said to Mo Xigan, "Excuse me, who are you?" ”

"Ah, yes, I need to introduce myself. So, I'll do it for you. "Mohican Head" said with a smile, pointing to himself, "You can call me Ganro, remember the name, it will impress you." Well, this one-"

Gan Luo pointed to the guy in the black robe and hooded over his face and said, "You can call him Mo, because he never speaks and doesn't mind other people's attitudes, so you just ignore him." ”

"Gu Li, Ouyang Mingkong." Gan Luo smiled at Zhang Yuecheng, stretched out his hand and raised his thumb, pointing his thumb back to his shoulder. According to the order in which he raised his left and right hands, everyone learned that the scar-faced strong man was Gu Li, and the fat man who was fatter than Zheng Fat was actually called Ou Yang Mingkong.

Fat Zheng looked at the fat man, swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and muttered, "What a name!" It's better to be famous than to meet, and it's not as good as to be famous, people can't be good-looking, what the hell am I shaking, and what are I struggling with. ”

"It may be that I was inadvertently surprised by the best of my kind, and it was difficult to restrain myself for a while, so as to express my nostalgia." Shen Luo whispered beside him.

"Hmm." Zheng Fatzi pondered for a moment, and then his eyes widened, "You scolded me?" ”

Shen Luo's eyes were full of innocence, and he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Is there one?" I don't know. ”

Earlier, Zhang Yuecheng exchanged a few words with Gan Luo and expressed his gratitude to them, and Gan Luo also said a few words of modesty.

Later, Cheng Lingling, Zhou Ping, who had been beaten by Zheng Fatzi, and two other men also came up. They are not stupid, they know that the person with the copy is in front of them, Zhang Yuecheng will not dismantle his platform and shake out their little chicken and dog fragments.

As long as it's so peaceful, it's good to be so experienced. Shen Luo and the others didn't care, and they were ready to value peace.

But when Cheng Lingling looked at Shen Luo and the others, her eyes couldn't help but show resentment. And Zhou Ping also aimed at Zheng Fatzi intentionally or unintentionally, and his eyes were not good.

It's really a cheap bone, and I haven't eaten enough of my master's fist!

Seeing Zhou Ping's eyes, Fat Zheng smiled fiercely at him, and the latter immediately lowered his head.

Gan Luo didn't see this scene, he was busy talking to Zhang Yuecheng. Gu Li and Ouyang Mingkong didn't care at all, only Mo Weichao raised his head here, but his entire face was hidden under the hood, and no one could see his expression clearly.

"Okay, now that we're here, let's go." Gan Luo smiled, "Don't delay the dungeon. ”

"Good!" Zhang Yuecheng nodded immediately and turned around to greet everyone.

Subsequently, Gan Luo was four people in front, Shen Luo was eight people in the back, and everyone walked towards a cathedral.

"Hey, how many levels of group books do we have to farm, can four people of the eighth or ninth level brush the copies of twelve people?" Shen Luo was a little puzzled and bit his ear with Zheng Fatzi.

"Well, it should be a fifth-level regimental 'funeral corridor', and the difficulty of the regimental is divided into flexible level, ordinary level and hero level. The flex level requires ten to twelve people, the normal level requires a full number of twenty people, and the hero level is exaggerated, requiring forty people. The difficulty of the group is automatically adjusted according to the number of people entering and the level of the group, and the rewards are also different. Zheng Fatzi was very familiar with these, and directly popularized science to Shen Luo, "There is only one fifth-level group book, it is only for newcomers to experience, the real group book is at level 30, and the difficulty of that is terrifying." This experience group is just a high-level practice copy.,With our group of 'trumpets' to lower the difficulty.,These guys should be able to brush it.。 ”

That's right.

Shen Luo nodded, and his gaze swept over the four people who walked in front one by one.

"Anyway, I didn't expect a ninth-level to come, but the ninth-level is the guild elder, and this Southern Emperor is not very good." Zheng Fatzi muttered, "It's that their costume emblems are very formal, well, if you guess correctly, this Southern Emperor should be a subsidiary guild established by a certain big guild, and it may not have been established for long." ”

"Hey." Li Wei'er next to her stabbed the fat man and said in a low voice, "If you know, you know, don't mutter it like this, let people hear it and drive you out." In addition, don't show off your common sense, okay, Shen Luo is the vice president of a guild, can you not know this? ”

Li Weier said this, I really thought that Shen Luo was also an old man. Zheng Fatzi snorted, and he didn't poke it, but Shen Luo felt a little embarrassed.

Well? Wouldn't these people not know their rank, do they also think that the expatriates of their big guild want to get some light? Shen Luo suddenly thought of this question, but he was embarrassed to say it. My guild, and the vice president, hahaha, forget it. Whoever goes in, who knows.

"Hear, you think they're all dogs, and you can hear that." Zheng Fatzi muttered unconvinced, "Who is okay with the detection skills, and we are not a threat." ”

Regarding Zheng Fatzi's sophistry, Li Weier pouted.

"Is this ninth-level Mohican the most powerful of them, he is the elder?" Li Weier also whispered to herself.

Shen Luo looked at the backs of a few people seven or eight meters away and shook his head slightly. From just now, he vaguely felt that although Mo Xigan was very strong, the Mo beside him who didn't even know his appearance seemed to be stronger, not that the more mysterious he was, the more powerful the impression he had, but from his body, Shen Luo could always detect a special energy fluctuation.

"I don't know if he's a patriarch or not, but the one in the black robe seems to be a little more powerful than him." Shen Luo muttered to himself.

The black-robed man walking in front of him was silent, and suddenly his movements were a little sluggish, but he instantly returned to normal.

"What's wrong?"

Mo's subtle changes were captured by Ganro, who didn't see any movement, but the clear voice burrowed into Mo's ears.

"Ah, it's nothing, there's a guy in the back who seems to be exuding a hint of mental fluctuations, but it's faint and not to worry about." Mo spoke, but his lips were moving, and he didn't make a sound.

However, Ganro can hear it clearly, and he has a unique active detection technique [Whisper].

Name: Whisper

Type: Detection Technique

【Effect】Lock on to the target, you can hear the target's words and words clearly within 45S, and at the same time, you can also communicate with the other party in silent lip language, lasting 45S, cooling down for 120S

[Limit] The range is 2000 meters, which may cause misjudgment of fraudulent skills

[Description] It's not very strong as a detection skill, but it's enough as a communication between teammates, and it can be called a tactical ability for radio conversation

"I don't need to pay special attention to it." Ganro asked.

"No need, a low-level newcomer, even if it is a little abnormal, how much can it make waves." Mo was dismissive.

The corners of Ganluo's mouth hooked up a faint smile, and he didn't say more.

Ten minutes later, the crowd came to the outside of a Western-style cathedral. The entrance to the cathedral was shining, and there was a teleportation seal, which should be the entrance to the group.

This is the entrance of the fifth-level regiment, the funeral corridor?

Shen Luo took a deep look at the rippling light in the circle, and suddenly had a small expectation in his heart.

"Form a group, enter the capital."

Gan Luo smiled slightly, raised his hand and made a "V" gesture.

What is this guy doing?

Shen Luo was stunned, but saw that Zheng Fatzi and Li Weier around him were also comparing. This slightly comical gesture is a battle declaration before entering the book.

Shen Luo's eyelids fluttered, and he hesitated whether to follow suit.

"What are you hesitating about, this is the conclusion of the group, a reason for forming a team, hurry up." Zheng Fatzi urged in a low voice.

All right.

Shen Luo understood, but he still took a deep breath before making this pose. It's really funny, and it's not taking pictures, the next time you establish a group gesture, can you consider it for everyone. Shen Luo was a little depressed.

In fact, he is the only one who is really entangled in this kind of thing, and everyone has an attitude of indifference.

Then.

With a wave of his hand, Gan Luo took the lead and walked into the light at the entrance of the cathedral, "Enter the capital, hurry up!" ”

(PS: For the sake of the results diligently updated, however, the faster the number of words, the more conspicuous the scum results seem to be.) My requirements are not high, I am waiting for your help at the starting point, please fly in your hand with the recommendation. Author, respectfully)