"I don't have any problem with giving this thing to the Kuangliang Gang, but if you three want to pay me, I, the donkey-faced one, will be the first one not to want it!"
"The Mader Kuang Liang Gang helped us so much, and all the brothers saw it, so it's only natural to give them a token."
The donkey face was full of saliva as he spoke, looking impassioned.
"But for Jiutian to get here, brothers know better who has the greatest role. Without the three of you, especially without Brother Cheng, we still wouldn't be able to enter Mogu Mountain, let alone buy equipment and tokens."
"So this token is a token of gratitude from all our brothers to the Kuai Liang Gang. I, Donkey Face, can't take your money anyway."
"That's right, the last stage of the BOSS was fought by Brother Cheng alone. I'll be satisfied if I can save points, and I don't want any money."
"I don't have the shame to..."
"Brother Cheng, if you give us some money, I will be the first to withdraw from the membership!"
"Give it away, give it away directly!!! There happens to be a girl from the Kuang Licking Gang who is very good-looking, and I am chatting with her. If I tell you this, I can blow off for a long time!!"
"What the hell, there's a girl in the Kuang Licking Gang? I'm curious what the girl's ID is?"
Looking at these brothers, they smiled happily.
Having a group of brothers like this makes me happier than anything else when I play games.
The token was finally given to Black Forest by Jiang Bai.
As for the money, although the brothers didn't want it, Jiang Bai and the three of them still pooled together one hundred and fifty gold and divided it up.
There may not be any bad effects if you don't break up, but if you break up, the brothers will only be more grateful to you. This is Bu Yi's original words.
"Made, it's true that he has led a large guild, but the structure is different..."
Jiang Bai looked at the expressions of the brothers who wanted to hold the cloth and kiss each other when they were dividing the money. Jiang Bai felt this deeply.
…
After publishing the book, Jiang Bai couldn't wait to arrange several more battlefields.
After the honor value reached 20,000, Jiang Bai started to find BOSS of the same level based on the known BOSS map provided by the website.
The Heart of Creation mission had only reached the third stage, with one hundred lord-level bosses. He felt that it was necessary to improve the progress of the Heart of Creation. Otherwise, he would not be able to plunder the attributes, and he would not be able to further widen the gap.
He was so busy until late at night, and Jiang Bai, who had exhausted his fatigue points, returned to the hotel. The harvest could not be said to be rich.
After three hours, I only found two small lord bosses of the same level, and the explosion rate was average. I only got a level 30 purple outfit, which sold for less than 20 gold coins.
The game has developed to this point, and as the equipment gradually becomes more abundant, a piece of white equipment no longer costs nearly one gold coin when the server was first opened.
Because gold coins always maintain a fixed exchange rate, the only things that depreciate are game props.
After taking a nice bath, Jiang Bai came out of the bathroom and looked at the little snow wolf lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.
"This thing is already level 29. As for the next skill at level 30, I hope it will be stronger."
"Moreover, money is tight during this period, so Xiaolang has not been given qualifications. He also needs to strengthen his skills and nameplate..."
"Fuck..."
Thinking about the huge expense, and looking at the gold coins in the bag, which are over a hundred, it can be predicted that this little money is not enough for Jiang Baihua!
"During this period, I just make money by defeating bosses. I don't do anything else. I just need to improve my equipment skills as soon as possible!"
Thinking about it, Jiang Bai opened the mission props he got from the copy.
[A mysterious letter].
Dear Vigus:
I have been missing you very much, and I have also heard about your situation. If you are still willing, I will wait for you in the land of the dead. I will use my blood will to heal your inner wounds. This letter will be automatically destroyed after reading it. . ——Azshara.
"That's it?"
"That's all I wipe?"
Looking at the envelope that was already burning in his hand, Jiang Bai looked confused.
"Where's the secret promised by Tuma?"
“Is that all you have to do with your pants off?”
Jiang Bai was speechless for a while.
Until he was suddenly startled and realized that the name that wrote this letter seemed a bit familiar.
"Wait, Azshara!?"
Saying these three words, Jiang Bai quickly opened the mission log, and Plov gave his team the mission [Reclaim the Source of Life].
Looking at the line-by-line task description, Jiang Bai felt a wave of shock in his heart.
"The Dark Elf King is also called Azshara!"
"Can't these two be the same person?"
"It can't be such a coincidence, right? It can't be, can't it?"
"Can these all hit together?"
"Is it possible that Weigusi is also involved in problems within the elves?"
Jiang Bai, who had been unable to sleep due to this news all night, set off overnight and rushed to the misty swamp to find his master.
"Master!!!"
Standing in front of Abidal's cabin, looking at the dim lights inside, Jiang Bai felt that Abidal hadn't slept yet.
But after knocking on the door for a long time, no one opened the door.
"I'll wipe it!? Is Master still going out to do trouble in the middle of the night?"
Thinking about it, Jiang Bai put his eyes in the middle of the crack in the door. There was a gap about one finger wide, and he could still see something.
But the moment Jiang Bai saw the situation inside the house.
"boom!!!"
Jiang Bai's brain exploded in an instant. At this moment, he only felt that his scalp was numb, layers of cold sweat broke out from his forehead, and a chill went straight down his tailbone to the sky - Hun'er was scared away.
He has never seen such a strange scene!
Inside the wooden house, Abidal looked like a broken doll hanging on the wall directly opposite.
At this time, Abidal tilted his head, his limbs were bent at an extremely weird angle, and his body was bent to the right at nearly ninety degrees, with a weird smile like a clown hanging on his pale face.
It seemed like he was staring at himself.
Jiang Bai was frightened.
At that moment his mind went blank.
Until there is a soft "crunch" sound.
The small wooden house with mottled paint was slowly opened.
Abidal, who was wearing a tattered purple nightgown, was staring at Jiang Bai sleepily.
"What are you looking at? An old dream in an empty city."
"What the hell!?"
Jiang Bai raised his head, his face stiff and he looked at Abilda, who was standing in front of him quite normally.
Look at the empty walls again.
The brain is completely short-circuited.
"Are you making trouble? Are you playing games or watching ghost movies?"
"Uh...Master?"
"Um?"
Abidal yawned loudly and started issuing eviction orders without even letting Jiang Bai in.
"If you're fine, just go back to bed. Is there really something that we can't talk about tomorrow?"
"No, Master, are you sure you were sleeping just now?"
"yes."
Abidal looked at Jiang Bai with his big eyes open, his face full of sincerity.
"..."
"Is that because I'm dazzled?"
Full of doubts, Jiang Bai shamelessly followed Abidal into the house.
Inadvertently, he glanced at the wall where Abidal had been hanging just now, and he felt that Abidal was obviously lying.
Because there is indeed a shallow mark there, which is completely consistent with Abidal’s weird look just now!
