"Dragonwing strike, taunt."

"Rage, hunters fight the gods."

"Ningshen is slow, faster, don't let the boss play too much aoe, the rampaging boss will be second T."

"Come to the law, you taunt back, don't stand stupidly in melee combat, follow the boss's body to rotate and move, and always be behind the boss so that you won't be Shadow Flame seconds."

Jing Lang doesn't like the two bosses of Blackwing's Nest 5/6, these two bosses are too boring, and they are more wooden than stakes.

Some stake bosses have a high level of damage, and they will hit the street at every turn.

The two bosses of the Black Wing Nest don't even have the ability to second T, even if they can kill them three times in the wasteland, even if it is too much, if they are cooked, they will be sprayed to death by the head of the regiment if they are killed once.

Blizzard likes to be lazy the most, and after doing the No. 4 boss Filmore's Flame Nova skill with his heart, the No. 5/6 boss is directly rotten, and his unique skills are far less powerful than the Flame Nova. Filmer needs a special tactical arrangement, and these two bosses are boring, and the beaters want to yawn.

"This boss is a real dish, I'm going to sleep quickly."

"Your output can still be output, our treatment is the real boredom, 10 healing plus a current T, the healing spell has not been read, and the MT blood is full."

"Does this boss have a big guy who spends money to touch the corpse?"

Vlegel also has a separate cosmetic drop, Stalin's Beetle, MT's cosmetic drop.

However, due to the principled nature of MT's accessories, 95% of the T's in the 60s were warriors, only a few bears, and a handful of anti-riders with the support of relatives and friends, and the price of Stalin's Beetle could not rise at all.

Jing Lang stared at the Dragon Wing Strike and Berserk Skills at the same time, he kept paying attention to the DPS data: "Yin Ji, your output is okay, have you found the best use for the Mind Acceleration Gem?" ”

Standing pile boss is the easiest to test DPS, and Otohime's DPS is ranked in the French DPS, except for Jing Lang and auditory hallucinations that can keep up, others are thrown away. The withered melody is the first output among the warlocks, but it is still a cut away from the output of the sound of the son.

Otohime didn't answer, still concentrating on the output.

Jing Lang smiled and said, "Come on, I opened WCL, wait for the pass after the game, and see how many points you can score." ”

The standing pile boss does not need to run, there are not too many accidents, WCL in addition to looking at the strength of the individual, but also depending on the level of the team, 2 minutes to play and 3 minutes to play a world of difference, the former may be 99 points, the latter may be gray and green.

The output of the Jinglang team must be powerful, as long as there is no need to run, the actors have no stage to play.

Flegel, who does not suck blood, will die faster than Ebonok.

"This garbage boss, I'm really too lazy to command, will you three T and a few hunters see the skills yourself?"

Jing Lang wanted to be lazy: "Did you turn on the boss alarm?" ”

Laifa: "Opened the WA's boss skill prompt." ”

Nalan Iron Pillar and Requiem Under the Moon: "Hehe, we can be professional T, it must be opened." ”

The four hunters said that the boss became red and bigger, and they would fight the gods as soon as possible.

Jing Lang nodded with satisfaction and decided to paddle: "Then you are staring at the boss skills by yourself, Lingjing, you help me command by the way, and I will go out." ”

Lingjing has always been the deputy commander: "Okay, you go." ”

The chrysanthemums are full of red: "Hold the grass, Brother Lang is this blatant paddling?" ”

Big T: "Brother Lang doesn't rely on pulp to paddle, it all depends on waves." ”

I was the highest: "Brother Lang is no longer moving, this water is paddled thoroughly enough." ”

Tattoo on the piggy: "I watched Brother Lang's live broadcast room, and he is no longer in front of the computer." ”

Jing Lang left the front of the computer, and the game character stood still, and the water was absolutely paddling.

The people in the live broadcast room saw a scene where the boss was beaten halfway and the head of the regiment ran away.

"The head of the regiment openly paddled the water, the upper beam was not correct and the lower beam was crooked, and he was fined 1,000"

"Brother Lang's phone just now seems to be ringing, I saw him look at the phone and leave."

"Haha, I hope the actors in the troupe will be more powerful, play a few times, and wait for Brother Lang to come back and see, the troupe will be destroyed."

When Jing Lang left his seat, he was holding his mobile phone in his hand, not because he was paddling, but because he received a call.

His mother's phone.

Jing Lang originally hung up twice, but his old mother persevered and called back, worried that something was going on at home, so he had to leave temporarily to pick it up.

When Jing Lang picked up the phone, when he heard what his mother mentioned, he sighed secretly: "Sure enough, it's a blind date again, alas." ”

The 30-year-old was helpless, and he had to be urged to marry almost every day, knowing that he had no contact with women due to the special nature of his profession, so his mother was looking for someone to introduce him to every day.

Jing Lang's blind date experience over the years can be written into an autobiography "One Hundred and Eight Blind Date Experiences".

Avoiding answering the phone is tired of blind dates, so, in his mother's tirade, Jing Lang is left ear in and right ear out, and finally replied: "I know, I will definitely go back on a blind date when I have time." ”

There is time to go back, but there is no time now, Jing Lang plans to drag it until the New Year.

At the age of 30, life is extreme, people who married early have children who have already gone to school, and people who have just married are struggling to have children. Those who are not married are urged to marry every day, and the goal of life is vast.

After Jing Lang finished talking to his mother, he couldn't help but envy Da T, although he had to calm his wife every day, but he had a child and a goal to strive for in the future.

"Is the boss done?"

Jing Lang really wants to slap himself, playing the game and playing the boss, how can he be distracted to think about what blind date, what future life plan: "Play the game to have fun, think about other things is not a good job." ”

There's nothing wrong with this, Jing Lang's profession is to play games, he doesn't have a plaything, he has been living in a nostalgic service for three months, and has earned more than one million, if it's a plaything, then everyone wants to learn to play things.

Jing Lang put away his phone and returned to the computer, looked at the screen, it was very good, the boss had fallen to the ground, and everyone circled around the boss's corpse.

"Yes, you guys, I can kill the boss if I'm not there, and there is indeed progress."

Jing Lang put on his headphones and asked, "What's good?" ”

Big T's voice came: "This is all Brother Lang's teaching." ”

It is worthy of being the first licking dog of Jing Lang, the appropriate benefits of licking, and the freshness and refinement of licking.

The chrysanthemums are full of red and not to be left behind: "I have comprehended the essence of Brother Lang, and you can paddle when you encounter a garbage boss." ”

Jing Lang still wants to know what happened to the boss: "What happened to the boss?" Forget it, I'll see for myself. ”

"Brother Lang, you will definitely have a myocardial infarction if you see it, and the most unlikely fall has appeared, what a fuck."

"I originally thought that the double orange color of the Molten Heart was outrageous enough, but I never thought that there would be even more outrageous."

"The iron pillar has gone to the corner of the wall to close himself, and next time he swears never to be black."

Black?

Isn't it normal to be black, why do people still react this way? When things go wrong, there must be demons.

Jing Lang flashed in front of the boss's corpse with strong curiosity to pick it up.