The words of the Mourning Love were obviously addressed to the players of the Imperial Wind Guild. Because Mourning knows that what the Emperor Wind Guild needs most now is morale!

Killing? Now that the Imperial Wind Guild is not being killed by others, it should be Amitabha.

However, it is still necessary to mention morale at this time, and many players of the Imperial Wind Guild are gearing up to fight to the death with the Broken Blade and the Heavenly Firmament after listening to the passionate pre-war mobilization of the President of the Imperial Spirit.

Nine times out of ten, players who play virtual online games are for the purpose of entertainment and leisure. These players don't want anything else, just want to be lively, and have a hearty time!

There are always such and such fetters and unsatisfactory in real life, and in the infinitely real virtual world, players can release themselves to the fullest.

Isn't it just a group fight? Fuck it! It's a big deal, anyway, I don't have any valuable equipment on my body, and I don't feel distressed if it explodes! I'm afraid that's what most entertainment players are saying.

But it's a different story for the love affair.

Now that the virtual game industry of the Earth Alliance has developed to a relatively mature stage, investing in virtual online games, if operated properly, can obtain rich returns. And Mourning Love has also invested most of its wealth in the virtual online game of Shen Fu, which is popular with half the sky.

If the Imperial Wind Guild falls, it means that all the initial investment in the ups and downs of the game has been wasted.

That's tens of millions of Star Coins! Even if he is in love with his family's wealth, these tens of millions of star coins will be gone, and his little heart will still have to drip blood.

Although the situation at the moment is extremely unfavorable to the Imperial Wind Guild, they have not completely lost confidence, after all, the Imperial Wind Guild still has a large number of reinforcements rushing to the Shadow Lake Wild Monster Area, as long as they can survive until the reinforcements arrive, Mourning believes that he and his Imperial Wind Guild still have the capital to fight.

But the question is, will they survive that time? At this moment, there is no score in my heart.

At present, the total number of Imperial Wind players in the Valley of Broken Souls is only more than 1,500 people, and the number of people who crusade against the coalition army is about 2,700 people, and the average level equipment of the people on both sides is about the same.

"The people and horses of Broken Blade and Tiancang are about to be killed in the Valley of Broken Souls, we have to think of a way to reverse the decline!" Mourning frowned and lowered his head in contemplation, fine beads of sweat appeared on his head.

Originally, the Lost Love designed to lay an ambush in the Valley of Broken Souls to ambush and ambush the coalition forces, but now that the other party already knows that his men and horses are here, unless the Martial Emperor of the Heavens and the One Sword Wind Flow are idiots, they will not be ambushed by the Imperial Wind Guild lightly.

It's a pity that according to Mourn Love's understanding of the two rivals of the Martial Emperor Against Heaven and the Sword Wind and Flow, the other party is not only not an idiot, but also a cunning one!

The idea of casually doing a tactic to get into the shadow of these two old foxes is obviously very unrealistic.

The front of the steel is steel, but the yin tricks are not enough, what should I do? The love began to scratch his ears and cheeks.

Just when Mourning was racking his brains to think of countermeasures, a hurried voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Cousin! Cousin!! ”

Mourning looked back and saw Mourning running towards him panting.

"Didn't I ask you to lead your brothers to find favorable terrain and set up a battle formation? Why are you back again? Lost in love asked.

As soon as he trotted and rushed to the funeral love, the funeral love couldn't even take a breath, so he tugged on his cousin's sleeve and said, "Cousin...... Cousin! Go out...... Something big is wrong! ”

Seeing the fuss of Yan Ai, Yan Ai's brows tightened. Without waiting for Yan Ai to speak, he reprimanded with a straight face: "What are you panicking about? The sky can't fall! ”

Who knew that Yan Ai, who usually obeyed his cousin's words, ignored his cousin's reprimand at the moment, and he whispered in his ear.

And after listening to his cousin's whisper, the hard expression on his face gradually became softer.

"What you say is true?" After the cousins finished whispering, Mourning couldn't help but ask.

"Of course it's true! The hidden NPC that the old knife said is in the valley ahead, and I talked to him myself just now! Mourning patted her chest and reassured.

"Can that hidden NPC help us?" Mourning continued to ask.

"This ......," Yan Ai scratched the back of her head and said with some embarrassment, "Based on the conversation I just had with that hidden NPC, I'm afraid that you, the president, will have to come out personally to invite him." ”

"So what are you waiting for? Hurry up and lead the way! ”

The two cousins immediately rushed towards the Valley of Broken Souls.

As Yin Ai said, as soon as the two turned the first bend of the Broken Soul Valley, Yan Lian saw from a distance that on the steep cliff on the right side of the valley, a tall and elegant figure was standing in the wind!

Sure enough, it's a hidden NPC! The locations of this appearance are so awesome! I can't help but be happy.

Soon the Dead Love came to the bottom of the cliff, which had been placed under martial law by the players of the Imperial Wind Elite Regiment.

Mourning looked up, only to see that on a raised rock more than ten meters above the ground on the cliff wall, an old man with crane hair and a childish face was carrying his hands behind his back, looking into the distance. And on the top of this old man's head, a row of big orange characters is particularly conspicuous!

"Wandering Magister - Gobbsnir (Hidden NPC)!"

Seeing this orange ID, there was no doubt in his heart, he tidied up his clothes, and bowed his hand to the old man standing on the rock very respectfully:

"The younger Emperor Wind Guild President is in love, and I have seen my predecessors here."

Hearing someone greet him, the wandering magister didn't answer. He glanced down at the love of the emperor, and then jumped down from the cliff more than ten meters high!

I saw that the wandering magister did not fall heavily, his body was like a light feather, slowly floating down from mid-air, and he could barely hear a sound when he landed.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the love suddenly lit up!

This is the realm of "falling from the sky like a feather", except for a very small number of players with special items, you must be a wind mage player with a very high level of magic skills.

Looking at the entire Gale City, there really isn't a wind mage player who can practice to this level.

"This is the realm of the Magister! Awesome! Mourning couldn't help but praise in her heart.

At this time, I saw that the wandering demon master looked up and down for a while and asked, "You are the leader of the Imperial Wind Guild?" ”

"Exactly down there." Mourning quickly stepped forward and replied.

"If I'm mistaken, your Imperial Wind Guild's current situation seems to be a little bad! I'm afraid that a bloody disaster will inevitably occur later......" The Wandering Magister said slowly, touching his white beard.

As soon as he heard this, he couldn't help but set his eyes on his cousin Yan Ai.

Yan Ai hurriedly and quietly sent a private message to Yan Lian.

"Promise Chairman Mao! I didn't say anything just now. ”

"That's weird, can this hidden NPC still be unpredictable?" Thinking of this, Mourning Love was a little more respectful to the Wandering Magister.

Seeing that Yin Lian was respectful to himself, the face of the wandering demon master looked much better, he flicked the wide sleeves of his robe, looked at Yan Lian and smiled slightly:

"President Mourning, you and I are destined to meet in this barren mountain and wilderness. Since there is fate, I can fulfill your small wish, old man. Tell me, what do you want me to do for you? ”

As soon as I heard this, the tears of love excitement were about to fall!

"My dear uncle! After talking for a long time, I'm waiting for you to say this old sentence! ”