"I've seen it. You don't need to form a team for this Christmas event. Just follow the system prompts and go to various maps to collect props to build a snowman."
Fang Yun knew that the other party was just angry and wanted to 'retaliate' against him, so he did not refute when he heard this, but directly changed the topic and started to tell her the rules of Christmas activities.
And just as he expected, Liu Ximeng's anger came and went quickly, and his attention was quickly transferred to Christmas activities.
In this way, the two of them sat in the Internet cafe and immersed themselves in running around various maps, grabbing snowballs and making snowmen from people everywhere. The time came to 8 o'clock in the evening before they knew it.
"Are you really not going to help fight?"
As the time came to 8 o'clock, Liu Ximeng finally stopped the mouse in his hand, turned to look at Fang Yun who was still immersed in Christmas activities, hesitated for a moment and then asked him.
Hearing this, Fang Yun shook his head gently, "I won't go. As Master Beast and the others are here, it doesn't make any difference whether I go or not..."
Since the last time he defeated the world with a completely crushing attitude, his enthusiasm for gang war has faded a lot. In addition, the brothers in the gang are also constantly improving in strength. Unless he encounters special circumstances, he is no longer very good. Need to join the gang war.
As he spoke, he looked at the time and said, "Besides, it's already 8 o'clock. Didn't we agree to have hot pot? It's almost time to leave."
"that……"
Seeing that he was about to leave, Liu Ximeng's expression suddenly became awkward and she said in a weak tone: "But I made an appointment with my friend yesterday and we will fight together today. If I let them go now..."
"……Fine."
Knowing that Liu Ximeng had made an appointment to fight together today, Fang Yun felt helpless, thought for a moment and said, "In this case, let's make a quick decision. If it's too late, I'm afraid we won't have a place to eat." .”
"real?"
Hearing his words, Liu Ximeng's eyes suddenly lit up, "Then do you want us to form a team to fight together? I can increase your blood!"
Hearing this, Fang Yun suddenly smiled, "It's okay to play together, but not this number."
As he said that, he opened the client again, quickly entered his account and password, and quickly logged into the Wuzhuang trumpet account.
"you……"
Seeing Fang Yun talking about a quick victory, but with his backhand directly ascending to a level 69 Wuzhuang Temple, Liu Ximeng was stunned and didn't know what he meant by this move.
However, she also noticed that although Fang Yun's trumpet was only level 69, he was holding a handsome Xingtian's Reverse in his hand. If nothing else, this Xingtian's Reverse should be what those in the gang have been discussing recently. There are no level weapons anymore.
But even though she knew that Fang Yun's trumpet had an unleveled weapon, for players of this period, high levels had huge advantages. Even if the trumpet held an unleveled one, she didn't think anything could change.
Seeing the surprise on her face, Fang Yun smiled again and said: "I advise you not to underestimate my trumpet. Although my level is not high, my strength is still very strong. I am known as the 'Dream Little Steel Cannon'!"
Obviously, his boasting did not give Liu Ximeng much confidence. After she hesitated for a moment, she whispered with some confidence: "Since it is your trumpet, it must be very strong, but we are going to fight today." Piaoxue Pavilion seems to be a level 4 gang. There must be over 100 level players or even ascended players in it. No matter how powerful your account is, you may not be able to compete with those high-level players..."
She didn't finish her words, but her meaning was obvious.
In her opinion, no matter how strong Fang Yun, a 69-year-old Xiaowu Zhuang, is, once he faces a level 140 or above player or an ascended player, the opponent can easily tear him to pieces just by crushing his attributes!
Fang Yun is naturally very clear about Liu Ximeng's worries, but he doesn't intend to explain too much to the other party. Since she doesn't understand, Fang Yun just wants her to see with her own eyes today, how to protect Mr. 69 with a net worth of tens of millions. What would a gang war look like?
Filling the Wuzhuang account with temporary talismans as quickly as possible, Fang Yun controlled him to return to the mansion to get a few transformation cards and high-quality third-level medicine. When everything was ready, he found the NPC and quickly transferred it. The competition ground.
Although today is Christmas Eve with heavy artillery fire, it is obvious that there are more people who have no chance or are not interested in setting off cannons. As soon as he entered the competition field, he was immediately surrounded by a sea of players!
"Come on, brothers, my wife will give me half an hour to help fight. Once the time is up, my brothers will not be able to keep their pants! #Shout"
"Hey, your wife has been playing games for you longer than you can, is it true love? #surprise"
"Fuck you uncle! # ferocious"
"Golden Wind Drizzle Tower 69's +++++++++, come at 3=2 speed! # shout # shout"
"Piaoxue Pavilion's +++++++++++# shout # shout # shout"
While he was watching with interest the messages from the two parties on the public screen, Liu Ximeng's urging from the side suddenly drew his attention back.
"Come on, come on, it's just you!"
Listening to the other party's urging, he no longer hesitated, controlled the Wuzhuang and rushed to a corner. After seeing Liu Ximeng's name, he directly chose to apply to join the team.
As soon as he applied, Liu Ximeng, the captain, immediately pulled him into the team.
"#STARE!Level 69? Rumeng, did you add the wrong person?"
"Wow, this Wu Zhuang is holding a levelless weapon, right? It's so handsome!"
"The opening hand is 98k...what does this name mean?"
As soon as he joined the team, before Fang Yun had time to check the team configuration, he saw Liu Ximeng's three teammates immediately started typing to communicate in the team after seeing his trumpet joining the team.
These people were a little surprised that he, an unranked alt, joined the team. However, after the surprise, they all thought that Liu Ximeng accidentally added the wrong person. They originally planned to wait for the other party to withdraw from the team, but then they saw Liu Ximeng. Xi Meng typed in the team: "This is my friend. I just made an appointment with him to play with us this time."
After saying that, knowing that her words could not dispel the worries of the three teammates, she continued: "Don't worry, my friend is very strong. Although his level is not high, he has won the top prize several times in the 69 competition. of!"
Liu Ximeng naturally didn't know whether Fang Yun, the trumpet player, had won the number one prize. After all, it was the first time for her to see this number. However, based on her understanding of Fang Yun, even winning the number one prize when the trumpet player participated in a competition was like picking something out of a bag. The trumpet should be no problem, so it’s not bragging if she says this... right?
No longer thinking about it, after calming down the emotions of her three teammates, she could only bite the bullet and prepare to lead the team to find a corner with fewer people, trying to get help as much as possible under the resentful eyes of the three. The war is over.
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