Chapter 934: Mao Sui recommended himself
After a few seconds of shock and surprise, Zhou Yue suddenly noticed that there were no exits and windows in this huge tavern space, all of which were sealed by boulders.
"My lord, there is no real door here, but you see those huge stone pillars, each stone pillar, there will be three strange runes depicted, through these runes, you can travel to other black city sub-worlds, of course, projection is not allowed, and every time you cross, you need to pay 100 chivalrous points, as for the main city when you want to return, then, as long as you walk to the boulder wall in this space, stay for more than ten breaths, you will automatically leave, very simple, don't worry about anything?"
At this time, Na Mo Jiuxiao quickly explained to Zhou Yue.
"My lord, it was really an honor to have you invite me to a banquet in Taibaiju before, and now, let the poor monk sit here and invite the lord once, because, in this black city tavern, gold is not good, and only chivalrous value is hard currency! Your Excellency, please! ”
At this time, Mo Jiuxiao led the way in front, and the Mo Tianji, the fast knife and tartar, seemed to be like a fish in water here, very excited, he had already rushed to the front, cleared out a huge stone table, and then beckoned, all kinds of delicacies, delicacies, wine and delicacies from the mountains and seas were piled up on the entire table in the blink of an eye.
During the whole process, there was not a single tavern junior in sight.
"Hey, what kind of trick is this? Magic? Xia Zhi asked curiously, to be honest, she was extremely curious about what she looked at in this Black City Tavern.
Comparatively speaking, Xiao Jun and Zhang Quan are more calm.
"It's not magic, it's just stealth, this Black City Tavern is really amazing, even the little two who serve the food are so unique." Zhou Yue said with a smile, his current perception is very powerful, so although there is nothing in front of him, he still senses that it is actually the tavern Xiao Er who is stealth and quickly serves the food, and the whole process is very fast, at least it is also legendary.
But these are all details, until Zhou Yue and the others sat down, Mo Jiuxiao dug out under the stone table, and found a rough stone tablet half a person high, on which were all kinds of messy information, and it could scroll back and forth like a display screen.
And this information is also messy, basically all kinds of recruiting teammates, and various tasks released, which also include large-scale tasks issued by major forces, such as assassination or something, Zhou Yue found the task list of assassinating himself on it.
However, at this time, a cross was drawn with bright red blood stains behind this task order, and it was written on the back that 1845 legendary rangers had died, and the task publisher was temporarily lost, and the task reputation evaluation level was poor, dangerous!
"Hehe, my lord, let you laugh, this is the world of our rangers, princes like you, it is their responsibility to dominate the world, the fun comes from power and seizing cities, but we are not bad, free in the world, free and easy, red dust, let me travel, this kind of life, give me a prince king, I don't do it."
Mo Tianji laughed at this time, and drank a pot of wine and cow with one mouth.
"Come on, come on, my lord, let's eat first, I have already released the recruitment information, and it should be easy to find a suitable candidate at this time period."
Mo Jiuxiao was talking, when he heard the sound of an urn on a stone table more than ten meters away, "Hey, you guys, are you looking for meat and shields?" ”
The voice was not too high, but it was very penetrating, and when Zhou Yue heard the words, he saw a big man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a face full of meat, and a bare head, dominating a stone table, and was staring at it with cow-like eyes at this time.
Zhou Yue had already noticed this big man before, because this guy was very reminiscent of Lu Zhishen, just sitting there, it was already like a huge black iron tower, covered in tendon flesh, if he stood up, he would have to be at least two and fifty meters tall.
Each of those thick palms is comparable to a large wine jar, and if you clench it up and swing it with a punch, it can directly leave a hole the size of a human head.
Such a tonnage, even if you don't wear armor, you have to have five or six hundred catties.
"Huh, meat shield?"
At this time, Mo Jiuxiao was also a musician, and asked loudly.
"Exactly, where are you going? Explain beforehand, assassinate, infiltrate, steal these Karakuri missions and don't talk nonsense! ”
The big man's urn said angrily, but the pair of bull-like eyes were grunting, and he looked at Zhou Yue and the others carefully one by one, obviously, he was evaluating the strength of Zhou Yue and the others, if it was not reliable, he would not agree.
"Hehe, it's not a task, it's a team mode of breaking through the Qiankun Tower, 10 regiments, how about it, it's exciting enough!" Mo Jiuxiao was obviously very satisfied with this big man, and said directly.
"The ten-member group that broke into the Qiankun Tower? Very good, not bad! ”
The big man's eyebrows as thick as ink charcoal raised up and down, and he gave the answer, and then, however, said arrogantly: "It's a pity, your strength is a little weak, the ten-person group of Qiankun Tower is not so easy to break through, hum, it's okay, it's idle anyway, I'll accompany you!" But you'll have to kick out two people, call a flesh or magic shield, find a guardian and a healer, or else, huh, I can't guarantee that any of you will survive in the end? ”
As soon as Dahan said this, Mo Jiuxiao's old face fell, and he coughed dryly: "I said this brother, I am a meat shield, it shouldn't be worse than you, come and sit together, find the ranger treatment, and then see if there is any protection, we will set off immediately!" By the way, the poor monk iron pot, this is the swordsman Zhou Yue, the dual-wielding heavy swordsman Xiao Jun, the assassin Zhang Quan, the archer Xia Zhi, the assassin Mo Jiuxiao, the sword control cold wind, the long-range swordsman Tang Xiaodao, brother, what do you call it? ”
"Names or something, brother is not rare, but, geese have left a voice, people have left a name, a man like me who is popular, even if he is called a cat and a puppy, will definitely go down in history, so you can call me Chen-Da-Jun!" (PS: That's right, right?) This should be the case, right? )
Mo Jiuxiao: "......"
Zhou Yue: "......"
Others: "......"
He was really a super confident man, but soon Zhou Yue and the others were attracted by another thing, because Chen Dajun grabbed a huge tower shield from under the stone table, with a height of two meters and twenty, a width of one meter and fifty, and a thickness of twenty-five centimeters, at least close to a ton of weight.
"Dragon Slayer?" Mo Jiuxiao was the first to exclaim.
"Purple gold quality?" Mo Tianji followed and exclaimed.
"Refining six stars? And there are three enchantments attached to it by a master enchanter? I rub, we picked up the baby this time! The cold wind muttered to himself, his eyes shining.