The white-clothed Shangshu ran over at this time and used a small healing technique for the wind roll remnants, Fang Muyu is a novice after all, he can't walk all the time like Xia Xilian and don't lose much blood, the wind scroll remnants have lost half of their blood for a while, and they basically exchange blood with them, but at least they are half of the people over there, but the countermeasures just now are blocked, and the blood is a little too much.

The white-clothed Shangshu was on the side, and the fight here was much faster, and the two of them were solved in four or five minutes, mainly because they had been bullying the mage in close proximity, and only after killing the mage did they bully the thief, the thief was fast, but the weapon was the shortest attack range except for the boxer's bare hands, and he couldn't keep throwing it.

People are two to one, and the wind rolls and the remnants of the clothes play with one hand as an ordinary attack, with the white-clothed Shangshu to help him watch, he can concentrate on watching the time countermeasures, and the countermeasures are all low-level skills, the CD is very fast, he is aggrieved and he still wants to say it, but he doesn't know who to talk to.

But he's okay, at least half of the blood of the people was killed, and the Chaoge and evening wine over there were even more aggrieved, and he was directly thrown into the water by the white-clothed Shangshu, who can tell him, why is a priest, the attack power of the white-clothed Shangshu so high? Almost twice as much as him? Discriminated against him because his priest was a woman?

Of course he didn't know that Xia Xilian was most interested in the golden suit of the white-clothed Shangshu, and how many times he failed to get such a set of anti-heaven equipment for the white-clothed Shangshu.

But in fact, the priest follows the warrior, the warrior's blood is slightly thicker than several other attack professions, and the attack power is not low, the warrior helps the priest block the damage, and the priest helps the warrior recover blood, but Xia Xilian completely uses the white-clothed Shangshu as half an attacker, although the rest of the people feel a little inexplicable, but the white-clothed Shangshu himself is still very happy.

The reason why he chose the priest is that the priesthood priest looks like a human no matter how he looks, no matter how he is knocked down, he will always be a silver-white cross and a white robe, even if the priest is stained with blood, others will think that the angel is injured, relatively speaking, he doesn't like the paladin, although he can also add blood, but the equipment on his body is as heavy as a ball, let alone the death knight.

After these two people died, the two of them originally wanted to find Xia Xilin, but Xia Xilin also took the time to type: Go help over there, this side is almost over.

With so many words typing, they all thought that Xia Xilone's side was over, and this side was typing, whether they could notice the blood bars of the people on it or not was not necessarily, Xia Xilone's still being able to type.

Later, there was no accident, Xia Ji and they won, and Xiang Guan didn't defend himself, but just sent a sentence: There is a chance to learn again.

Xia Xi's silence didn't need to think about it, Xiang Guan must have wanted to test how much hand speed she was constantly correcting at that time, but at that time, her eyes were black, and she couldn't concentrate, so she took her time, even if she had the opportunity to really PK him again, she wouldn't coax him like this.

Xia Jilin rubbed her temples and leaned back on the back of the chair, Xia Chunqiu suddenly walked in, "You've been playing games for the past few days." ”

Xia Xilian raised her head, her eyes were a little moist because of the headache, "I played with the president." ”

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