"Hua Allure, if it doesn't work, retreat now."

The cold voice of the arrow was extremely cold and ruthless, and for a while the team was quiet, and everyone looked at each other and no one dared to speak.

Although the captain of the arrow is not very careful, but when he speaks, no one usually dares to interject, and now he wants to let Hua Qicheng retreat, even if many people think it is inappropriate, but no one dares to say anything.

Hua Chengcheng didn't expect Arrow Wuxuan to say this, and she couldn't react for a while, but she was instantly aggrieved in her heart when she looked at Arrow Wuxuan's indifferent gaze.

"Why should I retreat? What am I doing wrong? With tears in her eyes, when had she ever been so wronged? If she really retreated like this, others would really think she was wrong.

I really don't have the patience to explain too much.,They're here to fight for the first pass.,Now it's just the first boss.,Everyone is consumed here.,If that's the case later.,And fight for the first pass of P!

In the past, although I felt that Hua Chengcheng was a little self-righteous, but this girl was quite clear, why did she have to make trouble today?

The arrow was too lazy to explain, so the gun halberd could only stand up: "Hua Allure, this is brushing the tomb of the gods, we are here to fight for the first pass, what's the matter with you making trouble now?" ”

"I'm making trouble?" Hua Tingcheng laughed angrily, "I raised reasonable suspicions, why is it making trouble?" ”

The gun halberd was about to speak, but Nan Ember was impatient: "Reasonable doubt? What is your reasonable standard? Is it unreasonable to have a higher output than you? You can do it so well, why don't you go to heaven? ”

In the final analysis, Hua Chengcheng thinks that the output of Nan Ember is too high and unreasonable, but why is the high output of others unreasonable? Can't you not play the output, so blame others for the output is too high, right?

Hua Chengcheng was also a little speechless for a while, her face was ugly, but she couldn't say anything to refute it, after all, it was really unreasonable for her to investigate this matter.

Someone next to him played a round game: "Oops, misunderstandings are misunderstandings!" What can't you take a step back and wait until you're done with the dungeon? It's been a long time since Wild Blood and Liangcheng have begun, and it will be too late for us to delay any longer! ”

Hearing this, the stiff atmosphere finally eased slightly, and the arrow did not mention the matter of letting Hua Chengcheng leave, and Hua Chengcheng only glared at Nan Yan fiercely, and did not ask about the output again.

It's as if nothing has happened, but you always feel a strange atmosphere when you look at each other.

Arrow Wuxuan took the lead and took everyone to the No. 2 boss, and beside him was the absolute speech that did not speak from beginning to end.

It wasn't until it was far away that the arrow was not missing, and then he looked at Jue Ci in puzzlement: "Why don't you let Hua Chengcheng go?" ”

In the eyes of the arrow, leaving Hua Chengcheng is to leave a hidden danger for the team, in this kind of race against time, if Hua Chengcheng does things, it will be very troublesome, so he would rather have one less person than let Hua Chengcheng stay.

But he refused to send him a message, asking him to settle things and leave the city alone, which made Jian Wufa very incomprehensible.

He didn't mean to explain, he glanced sideways behind him, his eyes through the crowd and landed on the careless figure at the end, his eyes full of curiosity.

Jue Ci knows why Nan Ember can play such a high output, none of her skills missed, all hit the boss's weakness, and when the damage crit hit doubled, it's really not surprising that the output hit the first.

But when Nan Ember was questioned just now, he didn't say anything, looking like he didn't know.

He thought that Nan Shen would say it herself, but who knew that she didn't even explain, which made him feel a little funny.

This girl is so different from what he imagined.