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"Ah...... Please, don't kill Mihir, don't kill Mihil, Mihil is a good man. ”

After the crippled Mihir turned into a green name, he lay directly on the ground, trembling and screaming miserably.

The crowd was speechless, and there was a feeling of being thundered.

But this thing really looks like a little underwhelming.,So what's the blush to start fighting when you meet.,Even if you're an NPC.,Don't make such a fuss.。

Everyone relieved themselves, and looking at the pouting Mihir, Feng Shao walked over and kicked directly on the other party's cheeks.

"Hurry up and hand over the task to Ben Shao, oh no, you come first."

"I'll come, quickly and obediently hand over the task to this handsome guy."

The handsome mage was pulled, and hurriedly walked up, also kicking, but the kick was on the other side.

"Help......"

"Shut up, if you don't shut up, I'll kill you."

The crowd was startled again by the fierce howl.

Feng Shao hurriedly rushed up again, and the magic blade in his hand hit the opponent's neck directly.

Is this Nima still a game? How can I have a kind of green forest hero to rob money.

And this one lying down, you can shake and cry, can we not pee our pants? There is also a smell of urine, the system is your uncle's, can it be shielded no, hypoxia suffocation can't move.

It was really unbearable to bear the smell of the stinch, and in the end, the task of asking the task was handed over to our good man, a handsome mage full of charm.

Although this product was strictly refused, it couldn't bear everyone's means, so in order to avoid the disaster of hanging, I had to honestly enjoy the good time of the two men together.

After a while, the handsome mage ran over with a flushed face and panting.

"What's the matter, what other shameful things have you done, look at you sweating profusely and blushing, eh, don't come here, a smell of slutty * smoked eyes."

As a result, Master Shuai was abandoned by everyone and was thrown to the back.

The task has been shared.

The source of Mihir's magic: Mihir was originally a great magus who had been roaming the misty lands of the Elder Gods, searching for a way to become a god.

was helplessly discovered by the ancient gods, and finally sealed the cultivation, and the things on his body were also plundered by the surrounding ancient clans, the Moke clan.

Chapter 1: Finding Lost Items.

During his escape, Mihir was plundered by the Moks, including coats, shoes, pants, money, jewelry, staffs, and more.

Ask the adventurer to help him find at least five.

The map marked the place where the Mok were located, and everyone rushed directly to the target location.

"Eh, isn't the Grand Magus a third-line magician? Why was that thing sealed, and it became a warrior, and it was so bullish, scholar, can you do it, let's have a look at the physics department. ”

"Oh, yes, you look at it, I'll fight!"

Along the way, Feng Shao kept teasing the scholar, the legendary great mage professional, and finally detonated the other party's anger.

The so-called physical attack is naturally the bull fork staff with an iron ball on the top in the scholar's hand.

Don't say it, it really hurts to beat someone, you didn't see Feng Shao being beaten and his nose and face were swollen, and he cried so much.

He also deserved it, so everyone responded with brilliant ridicule.

The time of joy always passes quickly, and even the distance is far away, and everyone feels that it is just a stone's throw away, as if it has not taken a few steps to arrive.

The one who appeared in front of everyone was the ancient Mok.

The Moke tribe is short and thin, and the palms of his two hands are long and large, a little bigger than Zìjǐ's body.

The Moks had no weapons, their weapons were large palms, sharp as scythes.

And they are all of the assassin type, generally in a state of stealth.

The people who had just entered the territory marked on the map had not yet realized it, and they were still running inside with laughter and laughter, searching around in this grassy forest.

Not long after entering, everyone on the periphery of the group came to a big halo, and all the people on the periphery were stunned and knocked down their mounts.

At the same time, there were also ugly monsters of various colors around him, which were the assassins of the Mok clan.

The skills of the Mok clan are roughly the same, sneak attack, blade attack, bleeding, sweep combo.

However, there are some special skills in different colors.

The first gray type has a petrification effect that can continue to petrify enemies for a certain amount of time, stuning them for 5s.

However, at the same time, the physical defense will be doubled, and if you hit it again, you will not take any damage.

There is a feeling of lifting a stone and smashing the feet.

The second type of green, the attack has a venom effect that stacks.

The damage of a single person is not high, but when combined, it is still very terrifying, and they are also the most among the Mok clan.

The third type of red, with high critical hits, increases bleeding damage by 200%.

Same as toxins, but stacked differently.

Bleeding effect: The player can only have one of the target's bleeding skills, unless it is a bleeding triggered by a different skill.

However, different targets, the same bleeding skill, can be stacked on a player, countless times.

So there is more pulling, and the tank is also looking for the feeling of death.

The fourth type is colorful, a mixture of various colors, attacking and passively triggering magic effects, and they are all various group AOEs.

There are rings of fire, hydrospheres, meteorites, and tornadoes, and the damage is also high.

This kind of Mok clan is the target that needs to be killed first, but fortunately, the number of opponents is scarce, and there are generally about thirty or forty around, and there are no two or three colored ones.

Although this yīqiē appeared a little suddenly, but everyone's reaction was very fast, the players in the middle quickly dismounted, the healing of the healing, and the tank also quickly rushed out, taking the surrounding Mok clan

, all pulled together, set seckill.

"Evil haha, the first wave should be familiar with the skills, hurry up and pull people up."

Feng Shao shouted speechlessly, in the first wave of battle just now, seven people were hung up, and none of the three tanks were spared.

It seems that the battle is a little fierce, and it's no wonder, the Moke clan here, the attack of the mob is as high as seven thousand, and it can be regarded as the most bullish mob they have ever seen except for the incident.

It's a little hard to get it.

Pouting, Feng Shao picked up the corpse of the Mok clan on the ground, and looked at Zìjǐ's pickup list, and the corners of his mouth cracked in an instant.

"Grandma's, this young master's luck, Niu Cha, brothers, look."

"What a thing, hanging around there with a rotten cloth coat."

Everyone pouted speechlessly, but it was Feng Shao who pulled a piece of clothing that had been turned into a beggar's outfit and held it high above his head and waved it.

"What a shitty thing, your uncle, is this a task item, brother's luck is like this."

ps: One more chapter, I'm really tired, and at the same time I'm ashamed in my heart, brothers, good night.