I said that the results of the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty are really laughable. Red Snowflake is an editor in the clothing section of a fashion website in real life, playing "The Divine Realm" in his spare time. By chance, she saw the clothes made by Zise, and immediately became a treasure and became a loyal follower of the "Reading Pin" brand clothing. However, she is not a veteran of online games, and she doesn't like to inject real-life money into games, so she deliberately chose a professional ---- thief who can get something for nothing when she reaches level 10. Who knew that the first time I came to try my hand today, I shamefully failed.

Anyway, I've turned my senses to the lowest in the game, and the virtual weather is not hot, so why is my forehead so wet, is it the so-called cold sweat? By the way, I'm in what others call a waterfall sweat state.

I stood up from the side of the bed and said loudly, "Red Snowflake, you can pick whatever clothes you want in this store, and I'll pay for you." "The good habit of accompanying Gao Yanyan to go shopping, you pick me to pay.

The red snowflake's eyes flashed with happiness, and this look made me feel like a wind for the first time in the game "God Realm", it seems that you don't necessarily have to buy "three thousand to your life" to have it.

"Buy it for me, too." Little Potato's eyes also flashed like this, and my heart contracted violently.

"Buy it for me, too." Xiaosi's eyes also flashed with such a light, and I put up with it for the sake of her being a question mark NPC.

"Buy it for me, too." The eyes of the pants who had just climbed up to the window on the third floor also flashed like this, and with the scream of red snowflakes, three feet were directly imprinted on his face. The pants screamed and went to kiss the ground.

Don't underestimate a woman's shopping ability, these women actually spent more than 9,000 gold coins in just half an hour. I began to suspect that she was cheating me out of my money, but after reading her watertight ledger, I had nothing to say.

Women who have satisfied their shopping desires can finally start on the road. But I couldn't figure out why there were so many people in our group, except for Little Beans and Pants, Red Snowflakes and Colors actually followed. I have a headache when I think of this, I originally had a level 21 small potato and a 19 pants, and I could get stuck all the way through, and there should be no problem with upgrading one or two levels. Now there is a level 5 posture and a level 10 red snowflake, isn't that two more burdens? My plan to upgrade my card oil is completely ruined.

It is not easy to reach the territory of the orcs from Sneda, originally when the city of Meen was not alienated, as long as it passed through the Mine Plain, all the way to the north, passed by the abandoned mining area, went down the black cliff, and then crossed the immortal plateau in front of it was the territory of the orcs, and now the Minn Plain is alienated, and the level of the monster is 35 to 45, and it is impossible for us to pass through it now. Unless I had the same adventure as I used to have, I could summon some Nellia out. Now we only have two paths, one is to return to the territory of the White Elves, from Naro all the way northeast through the Elven Ruins, and then over the Great Black Cliff, to be honest I don't like this path very much, since I was humiliated by Elmer Loton in Naro, I find that I am very disgusted with the White Elves, maybe I should have chosen the Dark Elves that fit my personality more in the first place, the cursed striver.

The only remaining trail is to continue deeper into human territory, heading northeast around the Plains of Meen into the Windmill Hills, then following the edge of the Plains of Meen in a semi-circle to the Great Black Cliff. There is nothing particularly strong about this road, and the road is relatively flat, and the danger factor is very small. The only fly in the ointment is that the only castle with a hotel in the middle of the windmill hills, the Wind Castle is the largest gathering place of Schilling's [Seven Star Society] on the northwest border of the human kingdom. In comparison, I'd rather go to the Plains of Meen and die at the hands of those monsters than if they were found out by Schilling and suffer **. In the end, though, I chose this path. Of course, this is entirely for the sake of those ladies, otherwise with my good luck and character, I would definitely go straight to the Plains of Meen, and then directly lead a group of monsters with question marks to sweep everything away. Wowhaha.

"Sister, what are you laughing at?" Just when I was in the middle of boundless delusion, Little Potato's questioning pulled me back to reality.

"Huh. It's nothing, just happy things that come to mind. I smiled casually. A team of 5 people and 4 races, thanks to the care of the human posture, you can also enjoy the bonus of experience, I asked the posture, "Is there no problem with completely handing over the store to the NPC management?" ”

"There's no problem at all, it's much more reassuring to call NPCs than to hand them over to someone to manage." Zise explained, "NPCs can't run this game, and there are NPC management rules that bind them. Say yes. ”

Everyone nodded in agreement, hey, women are really easy to buy, a costume master is here, so I can't see that I am the captain of this team. With the posture of a high-level person with level 5, she had a very moist appearance, and when she slashed and slashed all the way to the castle of the wind, she had already risen to level 9, and the red snowflake had also risen to level 12, and I had barely risen to level 16, and the two people who were stuck in the oil were naturally still standing still.

After more than an hour of driving, my stomach was also hungry, and my physical strength also needed to be replenished. We found a casual tavern and ordered some food. The drunken pants grabbed the pork rolls and chatted with the bar owner, while we women (I really don't want to say "we") ate and talked about the mountains.

Zise decided to leave her tailor's shop this time and go with us to orc territory because she had recently obtained a precious manuscript from Gujera, the master tailor, which recorded the practice of magical underwear, and she wanted to try it. Because the material used to make this magical underwear requires the skin of the Kodo Beast, which is only available in the territory of the Orcs, she came with us. After all, her own level is too low, and it is basically delusional to want to infiltrate the orc territory by herself and kill many beasts.

And the motive of the red snowflake is much simpler, chasing the stars and chasing the stars, just chase your own stars all the way.

A few of us were making a loud noise, oblivious to the fact that there was a beautiful sculpture next to us.

"May I ask if you call it Little Potato?" The statue burst into our conversation and recklessly asked for the little potato's ID.

I turned my head around, and there was an extremely beautiful and peerless beauty, wearing a long lilac dress blessed by magic, which was guaranteed to never break, the neckline of the upper body was very low, and a gorgeous and colorful diamond necklace hung from the snow-white neck, and a dark blue scarf was placed on the smooth right shoulder of the beauty, which set off the beauty even more pretty. All this is so admirable to the outstanding temperament of that beauty, a pair of Danfeng eyes with a pair of eyes flying upturned show a sharp and shining gaze with a high straight nose bridge, and the slightly upturned corners of the mouth reveal a look that seems to be smiling but not smiling, which makes me feel an invisible sense of oppression. The peerless beauty's hands were slightly bent upward, holding a light blue bead in her hand, emitting a faint light, which seemed to be inconsistent with the identity of the beauty.

Definitely where have you seen it, definitely where you have seen it. I quickly searched my mind for the impression of this woman, and a person's name popped up, and my body temperature quickly dropped to the lowest point. I'm grass, it's Schilling's horse Celine.

"The people of [the Seven Star Society]!!" I opened my eyes and roared. Three thieves and one druid reflexively went into stealth and disappeared, leaving a large table with nothing but a look of surprise.

"Sure enough, it's a group of turtledoves, and there are really people in the world who think that the most dangerous place is the safest place." Celine smiled, then let go of her hand, holding the light blue bead in her hand and falling straight to the ground, her silver bell-like voice sounded, but it was like a demon's curse to my ears, "It's useless, there are our people everywhere, and I have arranged a lot of resurrection points." ”

The pale blue beads smashed to the ground as she spoke, and countless ripples suddenly surged in the air, and a blue light fell from the sky and covered Celine's whole body, and then with a whistle, countless long and short arrows and magic missiles of various colors poured in from the outside of the tavern, either breaking the windows or directly penetrating the walls. The figure that couldn't sneak was instantly hit by two large fireballs, and it turned into a white light without snorting. , and the pants were directly knocked out of the stealth state, and then shot into a hedgehog. Although the level of the 21-level little potato is already very high, the other party also has a level 22 fire and lightning mage who is known for her strong attack power than her, and now Celine doesn't know what magic is used, and no magic and physical attacks can penetrate the blue light that envelops her, but she can cast spells at will inside to attack people outside. The battle was absolutely one-sided, and the little potato was pierced through her chest by a light of destruction from Celine and went directly with her pants. The red snowflakes were struck by the blast of flames, and then drowned out in arrows, fireballs, ice bullets, and all sorts of other unspeakable things.

My heart was filled with fear, if I died here and the resurrection point was guarded, I would really have to be ravaged to death. The most poisonous woman's heart in the world, Schilling and her horse Celine must be a**brother and sister, did you give birth to a son**, I cursed the head of the [Seven Star Society] in my heart with the most vicious language, and I was ready to start the forcible disconnection procedure.

Suddenly, the ground began to shake violently, and for no reason, a huge lightning bolt fell from the sky, directly smashing into the roof of the wooden tavern, and the magical power contained in it was instantly released, and the entire tavern was like a box made of paper meeting the real fire of the three flavors. Everyone didn't know what was going on, and it was obvious that this lightning bolt could not have been sent by the player, because the mage boss on the rank ranking was none other than Celine, and she was now standing less than three meters away from me, and she was also shocked by the power of magic, and stood with a blank expression. When the smoke cleared, two yellow ivory dice fell in mid-air, and time seemed to slow down at this moment. The two ivory dice struck the ground lightly a few times under the gaze of everyone, and finally steadied themselves. Two face-ups, one five and one two, add up to seven.

The sky began to darken, and the dark clouds mixed with a hint of blood red. Recently, a rare system prompt has reappeared: the seventh effect of the Dice of Voridamara - Call of Despair.

A call to despair? I was stunned for a moment, I only knew that the dice of Vorridama could roll a total of eleven special effects from two to twelve, and two points were undoubtedly "Heavenly Punishment", but what is the "call of despair" represented by these seven points? It has nothing to do with me, though. I'm going to take advantage of the chaos to find a safe place to hide, and then go to the resurrection point and rescue the little potatoes. was put on the side by the miscellaneous pieces of the [Seven Star Society] again, and I knew that I would take the path of the white elves, and the goal of the five people was a little too big.

The dice of Vorlidamara instantly turned into two points of light and disappeared, and then a portal about 5 meters high between Celine and me opened with a "bang". Something slowly crawled out of it. Holy, what the hell is this? A strong and bulky dangerous creature with a height of about 3 meters. His muscular gorilla-like body was covered in short, coarse pale blue hair. The soles of his feet are wide and flat; His palms were also large, but his fingers were relatively thick and short, and the tips of his fingers were long, jagged claws. Two large bat-like wings protrude from his back, while his tail is long and hairless, gradually receding in color from gray at the base of the tail to blue at the razor-shaped end. His gray head was bald, except for the rough sideburns that hung from his cheeks. Large, furry ears protrude from the middle sides of his skull toward the protruding ridged ear ends. His eyes were small, but they shone with a cool blue. But the most terrifying thing about his appearance is his large, frightening, fanged mouth. In addition, the most eye-catching big board knife it is called, because the knife does look like a big board, rectangular, more than 2 meters long and a palm wide, like a cricket board.

The monster was facing Celine, motionless, I couldn't see his expression on his back, I didn't know what the guy was thinking. Celine also looked at the female blue monster in front of her blankly, as if she was already stupid. Without warning, the monster raised its blade and slapped Celine into a patty like a fly. I laughed out loud right away, I can't live if I do my own evil, and such a vicious woman's death is cheap for her. Wowhaha. I was laughing, a gust of wind blew in my face, and a knife slapped directly at me, and I subconsciously touched the monster with pickpocketing, and then it was directly slapped into a fly meatloaf to the resurrection point to report.