1O9. Changes (6)

The god of fire walked through the rugged and unfathomable wild branches and weeds without hesitation, turning left and right, and then right and left, stepping on a winding and narrow path. The cobblestones are scattered and sparsely paved on the wet path, and there are shallow and slow-flowing puddles hidden under the pebbles, and it is inevitable to walk on them one foot deeper and one foot shallow.

The next five people were impatient, and there were many complaints in the team channel, and the fire god answered his teammates' questions without saying a word, mainly to deal with the accusation, but the last thing he was afraid of this character was to blame, and he immediately blamed back. Although the four male teammates are all older than him, no one dares to say that they are better than him when it comes to messing around.

The place is shaded by dozens of rows of tall trees on the right, and the sunlight penetrates like the eye of a needle, making it even darker and gloomy.

Following the cobblestone path, turning around in the shade of the trees, he finally came to the end, and the flame god stood still, and the 85 law wounded Shangshu bastick pointed forward, "This is it." ”

Suddenly the eyes opened, and the face was greeted by a towering giant tree like a canopy, and the dwarf lily of the valley trees were inserted in it, and the flowers were very different in size, and the petals were different, and they were swaying among the green grass. A little farther away on the surface of the lake, a large cluster of delicate water lilies seem to lie on the large green lotus leaves, in the side of the mountain stream more than 100 yards high, more than a dozen Bobo flowing springs flow down, straight down to the lakeside. The scent of mountain flowers and wild grasses is rich and fresh.

I couldn't have imagined that there was such a beautiful place hidden in such a deep valley.

The rich girl opened her mouth wide, and her face was full of amazement.

"This is a proper Huaguo Mountain!" I love money more than beautiful women shouted.

The teammates were amazed, and the scenery was truly intoxicating.

The god of fire smiled proudly and said, "We're not here to visit the scenic spot. Yao pointed to the grass full of wildflowers, "There, the four-lobite of the fifty-second level, there is only one skill, the fire-breathing skill, which is suitable for Brother Pear to level up." ”

Xiao Fan nodded silently, his expression eager to try.

The fire god pointed to the lily of the valley wood again and said, "See, just that short stump, it is a monster of the nature messenger profession, it will spit bell flowers and leaves, and vines will grow on the body of the tree, fifty-eight levels." Brother Chun, a few of you can brush the lily of the valley wood to level up. ”

"Fifty-eight levels, Xiao Yan, your experience in brushing is not low." Berserk Pig points the right way.

I love money more than beauties and said: "People change careers for the second time, pursuing an elegant life and difficult challenges, little pig, you have offended people with this sentence, do you understand?" ”

"Money Cat, are you sure that your estrangement can take effect? What do I have with the god of fire? The Berserk Pig turned to look at the flame god and said, "Isn't that right, God?" ”

The team burst into laughter, and Chun Huailou burst into tears, pointing at the fire god and saying, "God! God! ”

Fuguimei laughed without any image, and also shouted: "God! Ha ha! ”

Yan Shenjun's face was slightly red, and he interrupted: "Seriously, I won't ......talk to you" and hurriedly pointed to the mountain stream in front of him, "Near the mountain spring there, refresh the sixty-second level demon beast Silver Wing Butterfly, and hand it over to me and my little sister." He patted his chest and learned the tone that I love money more than beautiful women: "Properly." ”

His arrangement had obviously been carefully considered, and after a few more ridicules and jokes with each other, the six of them were split into three teams. The god of fire and the richest man are not as rich as me, the rampaging pig, Chun Huailou, I love money more than beauties, Xiao Fan brushes alone. The original captain, I love money more than beautiful women, and opened a chat room, pulled the other five people in, and invited the Dance of the Nightingale into the chat room by the way.

Yesterday, Xiao Fan obtained the consent of his teammates and agreed with the Tiansha Lonely Soul to divide into details and reach an agreement. The seven-person team finally got out of the tedious and dull money brushing, and the income has been sharply reduced since then, but as long as the coordinates of the withered green snake are not exposed for a day, this income will still exist in a long stream.

Although this result is not too bad, in the end, it is a decrease in the account, the Dance of the Nightingale and the rich girl actually cheered and hugged for this, and the men in the team looked sideways.

The Nightingale was anxious to return to the city, and there were some urgent matters to be solved, which she did not say, and the crowd did not want to ask much.

In fact, in the past half a month, there have been people within the Crazy Knife and Dragon Slayer who have been contacting the five people including the Wild Pig, and they have all pushed them away; Including Chun Huailou, who had signed a gang contract, the gang leader Jing Tingzhu Tao and the deputy gang leader Swordsman Chunqiu, they had all contacted him for some tasks, and of course they were all excused by him. Where are the five people in Fuguimei's group, and Xiao Fan sells a large number of ornaments to various gangs, the two things are simply confirmed, and these two gang leaders must have already known it.

Xiao Fan is the only one who is alone, and he just dies casually, bravely and undefeated and occasionally sends a message, he claims to be busy with leveling and simply copes with things.

Fugui Mei was a little reluctant to leave the Nightingale Dance, and the Nightingale Dance smiled at the rich cheeks and promised to contact their team at the first opportunity. During my gaming career, I was fortunate to meet these friends and make a fortune together, and since then, I have been helping each other and communicating with each other.

The polite words were neat, but several men in the team understood that making money by brushing ornaments would eventually come to an end.

For more than half a month, the two sides have not blushed, they have been polite, but seem to be respectful of each other. I love money more than beautiful women to invite the Dance of the Nightingale to join the chat room, and there has been no movement for a long time, and everyone is not surprised. After all, there are nearly 20 million players in the main city of the sky alone, and the players who meet in Pingshui have long been familiar with coming and going.

The six of them farmed monsters in three positions, and after Xiao Fan stepped into the grass, his eyes wandered around, but he didn't find the monster for a while.

The fire god glimpsed it from afar, and said in the chat room channel: "Brother Pear, be careful, the four-lobites are cluster monsters!" ”

"Small body, not afraid." Xiao Fan had never seen a four-lobite, but the grass was not very dense and deep, and the monster that wanted to hide in it was not large.

"Are you worried about the pear's technology? Xiao Yan, you have already offended people with this sentence, is there wood? Raging Pig said.

He spoke as if I loved money more than a beautiful woman, but it was so vivid that everyone laughed.

In the chat room, Xiao Fan seemed to hear the sound of insects flapping their wings, carefully identified the location, looked sideways to the right front, and saw five chopstick-thick blue streamlines shooting from the grass in front of him.

The blue streamline streaked through the air, silent, in a parabolic semi-arc, and the distance was still two yards away, and a scorching force was already closing in with the air.

This blue streamline is really fire!

The blue fire flowed in the air, the trajectory was clear, and the slow speed was not even as fast as the mage's fireball, how could it hit Xiao Fan? He turned slightly to avoid it, and took a big step forward to be more than a yard away, and as soon as he bowed, the Demon Splitting Thorn stabbed at the grass stalk like lightning. He could see clearly that the blue fire was coming from there.

With a "pounce", he felt that something had been stabbed, and Xiao Fan subconsciously identified and handed it out. At this moment, there was another loud sound of "Peng", as if the crockpot had been hit by a bullet and the whole thing exploded. A large swarm of butterflies flew out of the grass and fluttered and scattered.