As if a switch had been flapped, from the moment the first tear fell on the table, Lin Wanqiu cried more and more sadly, and couldn't stop sobbing.

Lin Li hasn't seen her cry for many years, in fact, her daughter inherits her mother's character in many ways, soft and strong, not the kind of Lin Daiyu character who can cry at any time.

Especially after the death of her wife, her daughter has matured a lot. Even if she was wronged by the school after work, and the education students were bitten back by unreasonable parents, and finally the school forced her to apologize in order to calm the matter, she did not shed tears.

On the contrary, today, playing a game, playing a copy, and being said a few words by the head of the regiment, she cried inexplicably.

Lin Li used to be regarded as a high-ranking and powerful leader in the eyes of others, and he has always been the head of the way when it comes to work, but at this time he wants to comfort his daughter but is short of words, and he doesn't know where to start.

I remember that more than ten years ago, for the sake of local medical funding, he drove 400 kilometers to the provincial capital with people to ask his old classmates to help him with personal connections. The two understood each other's intentions, and they knew that things could be done, so they simply didn't talk about work, just talked about the friendship of old classmates, and drank a big drink. In the end, he estimated that there was a pound of liquor in his stomach, and he drank unconscious.

The driver drove him back to the county seat at three o'clock in the morning, and Lin Li slept in the car for two or three hours.

Halfway through the car, at seven o'clock in the morning, the secretary didn't know that he went to the provincial capital last night, and a phone call called him to go over to talk about some work matters. After answering the phone, Lin Li was awake on the spot. When he returned to the compound, he had already prepared a draft, and he had already made a plan on the road if the leader wanted to ask him, so even if it was just a private report, he spoke in an orderly manner.

Finally, after chatting about business, the secretary saw that his eyes were red and bloodshot, and even if he washed and brushed his teeth, he couldn't hide the smell of alcohol, so he laughed and teased: "Went to drink a lot of wine?" ”

Lin Li didn't defend himself, just nodded and said, "I went to the provincial capital last night." ”

As the top boss, the secretary is still clear about what these people are busy with, and he can naturally guess what Lin Li is doing in the provincial capital overnight, and after a long silence, the secretary patted Lin Li on the shoulder: "The body is the capital of G M, save some money." ”

Just such a ghostly and ghostly person in the forest, when he returns home, he is actually a person who will not comfort people, perhaps because he has seen too much of the world in his life, tasted too many ups and downs, and when he is old, he will not comfort this kind of trivial matter of children's affection.

Seeing his daughter crying, he just rubbed his daughter's little head in distress as he did more than ten years ago and more than twenty years ago, took out a few sheets of toilet paper from the rolls of toilet paper in the drawer next to him, and handed them to her.

I didn't expect my daughter to cry even more.

Lin Wanqiu subconsciously pushed away the paper in his hand with her right hand, and took it again in the next second, wiping the tears on her face, but her eyes were staring at the screen, and her left hand was still operating her little shaman to run into the crowd.

A thousand souls.

Hug you and the little raccoon to control the blue dragon, one left and one right, open the two purple covers, to resist the damage of the thousand souls this time.

"Mom, I know this! I know, I'll help you count down! "Just by hugging you, her son is young, smart, and has a good understanding, and he can basically understand this game.

"you! Shut up! ”

"Six...... Five...... Fourth...... "My son is on the rise, talking non-stop beside him like a treasure, which makes your heart fire when you hug you."

As a result, she turned her head and scolded the child's kung fu, and her hand accidentally pressed the cover......

"There's a hood on the left too! The Warlock Group is coming with me! Dream Lao San said in YY.

But Kongcheng shouted eagerly in YY, and he couldn't help but burst into foul language: "What left!?" Come with me to the right! All come to the cover on the right! ”

A second before the dark reading of the Thousand Souls was completed, sure enough, the cover on the little raccoon's side was gone, and the three of Dream Laosan, Little Tail, and Pretty Orange died tragically in the AOE of the Thousand Souls before they had time to run over.

"Hug you! If this one goes out, it's your pot! Kongcheng was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick, and his breathing was a little heavier.

No matter how stupid you are, you can realize that she almost caused the destruction of the group, and unlike the usual pure stupid death, she has beaten Kilgardan many times now, and she has accumulated some experience, plus she volunteered to control the dragon and control two, she can understand why she did this to lead to the destruction of the group.

So her face turned red as soon as she "smacked", took her temper out on her son, slapped him hard on the ass a few times, hit him wow, and scolded: "I said that you should shut up and shut up!" I have to say it! If you want to see, don't speak! If you want to talk, go to bed! ”

"Then I won't speak!" The son looked aggrieved, but he still sat next to him like a reprimanded kitten, watching silently.

Back in the empty city, it was not the first time Xu Wanru had watched her husband command, but there had never been a time when she watched it with such relish, even if he scolded people, it became interesting.

Although she can't understand the game itself, she can understand the picture, and she saw that a few villains in the picture were blown up on the spot with a "bang", and she knew that someone had made a mistake and died.

As a bystander, she followed with a grin, and the more angry the empty city became, the more amused she became.

Hearing her snickering beside her, Kongcheng turned his head and glared at Xu Wanru angrily, but seeing her rare smile recently, he couldn't get angry when he was angry, so he could only smile bitterly: "This group of guys, none of them are worry-free, but I'm worried to death......"

"Come on, husband!" Xu Wanru hurriedly cheered him on.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, we should be stable! Can't let him smash a monitor again! The ridicule of the night snow came from YY.

"Hey! Night snow! Don't open the champagne in the middle of the time! This is Chen Yu's voice.

Chen Yu hurriedly instructed: "Melee group, prepare to hide from the sparks, don't die anymore." ”

After being reminded, Kongcheng withdrew from the messy multi-line communication and focused his thoughts on the game: "That's right, pay attention to self-preservation, don't die again!" ”

Just when everyone was scrambling in the clouds, the Wings of Judgment also entered the most critical moment.

I saw that the boss's HP was approaching five percent, and the fireballs in the sky fell from the sky, making the entire field a mess and difficult to get down. Usually at this stage, you will see all kinds of accidents in the group, death, death, death, and finally the DPS is not enough, and the boss has a little blood left and can't fight anymore.

If there is no accident this time, there will still be an accident, and sure enough, Camus laughed while fighting, laughing at the various strange ways of dying of his teammates. At this point, his mentality is completely different from what he was at the beginning, he would be angry, anxious, and frustrated by his teammates' mistakes, but now he is slowly starting to understand the thoughts of these teammates.

Because many people don't watch the scene, they only look at their own skills. And then about how to dodge and how to run, it all depends on the command to lead.

But Kilgardan is not such a boss, and it is impossible for the eighth child to arrange everyone's running position with high-intensity human flesh DBM throughout the whole process. At this time, they were forced to watch the battle scene by themselves.

There are fireballs in the sky, so I'm going to hide. But I ducked out, only to find out that a nearby teammate had a flaming flower that would up. So what to do, I can't go back and back, I can't walk away, the CPU that is stuck in the brain is about to burn, and when he reacts that he can actually run backwards, the lucky ones will run out, and the lucky ones may be stoned to death if they eat a skill like a flaming thorn.

Or there are those who were blown up by sparks when they were running, and then were hit by the Legion's lightning into their souls.

Compared to the rustiness of playing Trumpet Hunter, Camus is too skilled to play the thief, and he doesn't need to think too much about it. At this time, he has the spare energy to play high output while enjoying the tragic death of his teammates.

For example, the warlock microcontroller who died tragically just now, he still had a good running position at the beginning, and in the end, his eyes should have been unable to keep up, and he ran to the edge of the melee, but there was also a doomsday decisive battle above his head on this side of the melee battle, he was probably dizzy, and actually ran forward, ran into the Kilgardan model, and was instantly seconds by the boss bounce and fell to another doomsday decisive battle position that just landed.

Camus laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.

Miraculously, in such a situation, his mood improved, and the irritability and annoyance caused by the long-term clearing of the wasteland were swept away, and his state was unprecedentedly good.

"There's no one who won't break the armor, right?" Camus smiled at the corners of his mouth, and glanced down at Yexue's live broadcast, their progress was still a little worse than that of Wings of Judgment.

When FARM Black Temple, 86% of the accurate armor-piercing coverage was all thrown to the blind, and the eighth could see it, and deliberately said to himself, "There's no need to be angry with your teammates", but Yexue couldn't even understand why the enhanced armor-piercing was equal to the warrior's armor-piercing income when the coverage rate was 87%, and this feeling of playing the piano for the cow made Camus always regret it.

It's as if you've told a very interesting stalk, the content is humorous and thought-provoking, and finally with the afterglow of three days, the corners of your mouth are smiling and waiting for the other party's reaction, only to find that the other party is actually just a monkey.

Not only did he not receive the problem of receiving the stalk, but he couldn't even understand it.

So it's pointless to deal with monkeys and engage in a little tacit understanding between those smart people, you have to beat him hard, and he will know what's going on. Camus thought to himself that this time he had blown up the clouds, and he must taunt the fool of Yexue fiercely, so that he could understand that he didn't know how to break the armor, but he just didn't want to fight a selfish warrior like you.

Seeing that the boss's HP was getting lower and lower, the excitement in Camus's heart became more and more high. But he also maintained his basic sanity: "I can't watch other people's live broadcasts, we are also dying, they are also dead, but we have an advantage in progress, as long as we concentrate on playing our own better than anything, and then look at them after the fight." ”

With such a sense of belief, Camus gradually entered the realm of forgetting things and self, completely immersed in the ultimate dodging skills and output. Compared to the previous battles, the appearance of Camus, a thief with two knives, clearly changed the tide of the battle.

Camus plays Hunter and can help play while providing a physical output of about 1800 or so. But now that he has been replaced by a thief, he still maintains a stable 3500+ second damage in such a long battle, which can be said to be quite huge in itself.

Of course, more than that, he can also provide an additional physical damage increase of about 3.8-4.2% for all physical DPS, and does not require Qinling's warriors to continue to break armor. Because Kilgardan itself is a low-armor boss with a bias to the French system, it will amplify the proportion of the team's physical DPS, and the benefits of strengthening the armor will be further amplified because of the low armor of the boss, reaching about 4.8%, which is basically equivalent to about 800 points of second damage according to the current team composition.

Therefore, his change alone brought an additional 2,500 seconds damage to the team, which is equivalent to one more DPS out of thin air, turning the balance of victory and making the whole battle evolve from "just unbeatable" to "just able to beat".

In this case, Camus watched the boss's HP go to the lowest point of 3% little by little...... 2%…… 1%, there are still eight or nine DPS alive on the field, and there are more melee fights.

"Steady!"

As Camus swallowed the last bottle of the Acceleration Potion, he swung his twin knives, and Kil'Gardan's huge body, which had been stubbornly resisting all night, collapsed and was kicked back into the toilet. Camus laughed out loud: "It's over! It's over! We win! ”

The crowd in YY also roared: "It's over, it's over!" fucking yes！ ”

Among the people in the Wings of Judgment, only the eighth is the quietest one, and a second ago he was still shouting passionately: "Steady, don't die anymore, Miss Doom move, don't stand stupidly!" Per cent! Zero percent! ”

But when the crowd cheered passionately, he became the quietest one.

At this time, the eighth child did not lose his strength, did not sit on the chair, he just drank saliva and rested for a few seconds. The eighth wanted to roar happily like Camus, but when he came back to his senses after drinking the water, he found that his throat had already been cut like a knife: "Uncle, why can't you suddenly speak!?" Ahem, ahem, no, I have to smoke a cigarette and ...... slowly."

After a long battle, everyone finally defeated the Sun Well, which had tormented everyone for a week, and this also announced the end of the entire process of land reclamation.

Camus was in high spirits, thinking about going to the Yexue live broadcast room to say a few nonsense about the enemy hanging me to win, such as: "You guys are also quite good, we really underestimated you at the beginning, and it is really beyond our imagination to be able to fight like this." It's a pity that in the end, we won by a small margin and conceded. Something like that.

As expected, the boss on Yexue's side just fell to the ground and narrowly won. The tenacity of walking in the clouds is beyond the imagination of everyone in the Wings of Judgment, and now it is indeed a worthy opponent worthy of respect, thinking of this, Camus has a lot less mustard in his heart for the night snow.

I only heard Yexue say triumphantly: "Look, I'll just say that Camus and their DPS can't work!" After a double knife thief, you still told us to blow it up, right? Jedi Strikes Back! DPS Save the World! Chen Yu relied on the hairy mirror to lead me for a whole game, and the last 3% made me overtake! Hahahaha! ”

His wife laughed and scolded happily on the side: "This is for you to be a cow, win a thief without a knife and be happy like that." ”

"He's hairy! And I didn't have a place to output the last wave, and I was stuck in the gap of the doomsday decisive battle and I didn't eat it! Whenever I took a step back, he won. ”

Yes!? Yexue's ramming goods actually thought that he had won, but he was boasting, and new hatreds and old hatreds came to his heart, and Camus's anger came up at that time.