Chapter Seventy-Two: Soaring and Domineering! (Medium)

Compared with the obvious disgust shown by the people around him, the expressions of the new generation of mountain monsters were much more friendly, and he smiled expressionlessly: "Captain Yunmo is not in Ramba Province to accompany the chairman of the mirror to open up a copy of the hell mode there, and specially ran to a small place like our Wagre Province, how can I notify me in advance, I will open the mountain to fulfill the friendship of the landlord." ”

Between the words, it was as if Yun Mo had really come from the distant province of Ramba, and she had no idea that the initial adventure she had chosen was on the outskirts of Windwhisper.

"Boring hypocritical politeness."

Fei Yu Qianmang despised it in her heart, and turned to talk to Ultraman Beat Little Monster in a low voice, she has never been interested in this kind of communication of opening her eyes and talking nonsense, so she has never participated in most of the decisions of the guild leaders.

Yun Mo turned a deaf ear to the sarcastic words of the new generation of mountain pioneers, blinked her gentle eyes, and said, "The Waghri Province is not a small place, and our president attaches great importance to this southernmost region of the Weiqin Forest. Then, the female mage pursed her lips and smiled, her red cherry lips outlining a bright smile, "As for the friendship of the landlord, will it be too early for the chairman of the mountain to say this now?" ”

As soon as the words fell, whether it was the members of the [Stacked Waves Pavilion], or the members of the guilds and families with whom they usually befriended, everyone couldn't help but have a plush on their faces, and hundreds of eyes looked at the past with various degrees of coldness.

To use a very vulgar sentence to describe the mood of the new generation of mountain monsters and others - I have seen arrogance, I have never seen such arrogance, and it is also a charming female mage, standing in front of more than a thousand players, and the president of the [Stacked Waves and Evening Pavilion] shouted, telling him that this leading force in the Vagri Province may not be able to identify who it will be soon!

This is simply a naked slap in the face!

Feiyu Qianmang Huo Ran turned around, turned his face sideways, and with the natural height advantage of the night elves, he squinted condescendingly: "Speaking of which, you and I haven't played each other for a long time, and it's been about half a year since the last game." What do you think? It's early in the morning, everyone is bored, let's have a fight, so that these male compatriots who have nowhere to vent their energy can have a good time? ”

"Sister Qianmang is really joking, at this level, the mage and the archer planted the flag to duel......" Yun Mo patted her plump chest, and her expression showed a trace of worry, "Don't say it for a while, sister, I bullied you?" ”

The anger in the beautiful eyes was even worse, and Feiyu Qianmang suddenly laughed: "Oh! It's the first time for me, at this level stage, the archer PK will lose to the mage. Then, as soon as the conversation changed, a beautiful smile appeared on the female elf's face, and she said coquettishly: "Sister Yunmo, won't it be that after the last fiasco to Miss Yanyu, the grasp of the mage profession has regressed more and more to the novice stage, right?" ”

Feiyu Qianmangjiao deliberately aggravated the words "fiasco" and "Miss Yanyu", these words were like a sharp sword, directly cutting the soft smile on Yunmo's face, the female mage tried to maintain the smile on her face, but her eyes were cold, and she said indifferently: "Whether there is a regression, you will know in a while, Sister Qianmang." ”

The eyes of the surrounding people swept back and forth on Feiyu Qianmang and Yunmo, the sharpness of these two stunning colors at this moment was too dazzling, and no one dared to jump out and say a few words.

Seeing that the two women were becoming more and more-for-tat, and it seemed that there was a posture of wanting to do it casually, the players around seemed to remember something together, and they focused their eyes on the new generation of mountain monsters.

The bald warrior's two sword eyebrows were about to wrinkle into a hundred locks, but now seeing everyone turning their heads to look over, the new generation of mountain monsters couldn't help but curse in their hearts: "MD! The basket that can't be solved will come to me, the president, really TMD think I'm a hard-working old scalper? Goblins fight, men avoid it, this is the truth, don't you guys understand? ”

In desperation, the new generation of mountain monsters could only cough dryly: "Cough! Flying Feather ......" As soon as the bald head spoke, a level 21 male night elf archer rushed out of the crowd, pointed at Yun Mo and scolded angrily: "Where did you come from, girl, come to the abyss of the Torrent to spread wild!" Dare to speak disrespectfully in front of Miss Feiyu, and you don't pee in the mirror without dying! I~cao! ”

This bold and ideal Night Elf archer originally intended to show his cultivation and culture in front of Feiyu Qianmang, but maybe he really had too little ink in his stomach, and his words were half-white and half-literate, but in fact, he was vulgar to the extreme.

All the onlookers were in an uproar, whether it was the players on the side of the [Stacking Lan Xi Pavilion] or the forces on the side of the [Gathering Tao Alliance], all of them had a look of looking up to the mountains on their faces, and they dared to say such a thing in front of the head of the Imperial War Alliance Mage Regiment, which was really a model for my generation of male compatriots!

"Wow! It's awesome! This guy must make a good friend with him in a while. ”

The savior of Africa was amazed, and his expression seemed to be eager to immediately pay homage to the elven archer on the spot, burn yellow paper, cut off the heads of chickens, and confide in each other the admiration of the river flowing eastward.

Feeling that the scene seemed to be getting more and more out of control, the new generation of mountain monsters breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the sky, and studied why the moon was broken.

Feiyu Qianmang couldn't smile bitterly, looking at the back of this elven archer, and didn't know what to say for a while. Who knew that the night elf seemed to feel her gaze, and turned around and said affectionately: "Miss Feiyu, don't worry, it will be over in a while, where will I come from." ”

Hearing this, Feiyu Qianmang could only turn sideways, pretending not to hear anything, where did he dare to answer a word.

"Good, good!" Yun Mo's face had been blue since just now, and at this moment she laughed angrily, and said softly: "I don't know how this person wants to play me?" Flag planting to apply for a fair duel? Or just start fighting, life and death judgment! As he said the last sentence, the pink robe flew in the wind, and the female mage's whole person exuded a cold killing intent.

It's a pity that the elven archer in front of him seems to be nervous, raised his head, and said proudly: "You are a woman, whatever you want." ”

"Heh......"

A gentle smile rippled on Yun Mo's face, and suddenly a bright light swept out from under the pink robe, and a staff with a pearl inlaid on the top appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the scorching breath instantly appeared around the staff, and with a flash of fire, the elven archer was immediately hit hard, and the whole person fell back 8 yards uncontrollably.

[Flame Impact]!

“-250”!

The crisp and melodious chant of the incantation sounded immediately, and Yun Mo stretched out the staff in his hand, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and 2.5 seconds later, a fireball burst out, whistling towards the elven archers who had just reacted, and the flames splashed sporadically on the target.

[Fireball Technique]!

“-320”!

"Bastard! You......" The elven archer finally realized that something was wrong, his body recovered from the regression, and immediately wanted to pull out the bow and shoot, but when he opened his eyes, there was no one in front of him, "What about people?" ”

"Po", "Po", ......

Two orbs with sparks struck from behind, and the two orbs together only caused "-16" damage, but the elven archer suddenly found that his 700 points of health were left with 50 points, and his body was shrouded in a layer of looming flame aura, which was "-8", "-10"...... will take away the rest of your health little by little.

"What's going on?"

The elven archer turned around in shock, only to see that not far behind him, Yun Mo did not know when [flashed] behind him, and he was holding a small fiery red magic wand in his left hand, looking at him gently like water, and said softly: "Before you come out strong next time, also weigh yourself." Women don't like idiots who don't do their best! ”

As he spoke, the fiery red wand swung at will, and a small ball of flame struck again, and the damage of "-8" floated up, and the elven archer fell to the ground with a bang, becoming a corpse.

A figure distorted and appeared in the air at the same time, and the Yiran blade appeared, walked to the corpse of the elf archer, and saw that it was a tabula rasa equipment that fell, and couldn't help but shake his head disdainfully, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and scolded: "Deflated three!" ”

Suddenly, all the players of the [Stacked Waves and Lanxi Pavilion] were furious, thousands of people pulled out their weapons at the same time, and the members of the [Gathering Waves Alliance] on the opposite side also moved forward quickly, and the atmosphere was tense and on the verge of breaking out.

"Good!"

At this time, the voice of the new generation of mountain monsters suddenly resounded throughout the audience, making the two sides who were almost violent couldn't help but stop moving, and the bald warrior looked at the corpse on the ground and said in a deep voice: "Miss Yunmo came so late, wouldn't she just come to find the happiness of these idle players?" ”

In a word, as if what had just happened had never happened at all.

Hearing this, Yun Mo looked at the new generation of mountain monsters, secretly admired and was a little jealous, and simply said: "Of course I'm not here for sightseeing, the chairman of Jutao's tofu invited me to help." Let's open up the abyss of the hell mode. ”

"Neither this woman nor tofu is a good thing." Feiyu Qianmang couldn't help but scold in the team channel.

Ultraman fought the little monster with a solemn face, and said in the team channel: "There is a problem, the two skills [Flame Impact] and [Fireball Technique] cast by this woman just now not only have surprisingly high damage, but are almost comparable to balanced druids of the same level with the same equipment, and what is even more terrifying is that those two skills actually have a burning effect." How can there be such a high level of damage? Suddenly, Ultraman looked terrified when he hit the little monster: "Could it be that her skills have the effect of weakening the target's resistance......"

"Possibly, maybe that's why she chose the outskirts of Windwhisper as her initial adventure." The new generation of mountain monsters had a good conversation with Yun Mo on the surface, and said coldly in the team channel: "Their Imperial War Alliance must have found some clues in the game in advance to trigger some kind of special mission. There are various types of new quests in "Night Lord", and the quest reward obtained by Yunmo should be to make her skills gain quite terrifying bonuses in some aspects. ”

"Now that they're in trouble, shouldn't they [Jutao Alliance] take the lead?"

For a while, everyone felt that the situation was unprecedentedly serious, but there was nothing they could do.

At this moment, the entrance of the Fluxus Abyss resounded with the sound of water, and two waves of players gradually emerged from it, one of the teams, led by a human apprentice monk dressed in pure white robes, with blue and sophisticated equipment all over his body to set off the sacredness of the ascetic profession; The other team, led by an elf druid with emerald green hair and gray eyes, except for the fine ring on the little finger of his right hand, his whole body was covered with green quality equipment, but when his eyes were fixed, everyone was covered with a burst of coldness for some reason.

Those gray eyes really don't look like what a creature should have......