Chapter 680

Slightly stunned, was Mu orange that pair of eyes gaze, asked this sentence at the moment, Fang ran was thinking that the other side of this kind of thing has guessed what, so he asked back with a smile.

"Do you have orange, too?"

Just now the quiet and serious is just like an illusion. The next second, Mu orange folded his hands on the table and continued to lie down lazily. He moved his eyes and muttered.

"I won't tell you."

Hello... You should not have said that before, and your life has been peaceful...

when Fang ran couldn't help thinking so, he saw Mu orange looking at the people who were discussing on the other side, and restored the dry object's eyes. Some of you were fascinated and said:

"when I joined the night game, the young master was already there, except for the magician and the magic envoy He was the first volunteer member, although I always wondered why he wanted to be so free and unwilling to be bound

"Speaking of all kinds of affairs in the Bureau, the eldest young master is always the most concerned one, but I always thought it was his leisure and boredom..."

I heard the only senior Mu orange in the children's group say such a thing, and picked up a doughnut that hasn't moved his mouth. He also thought about the big young master since she joined the night game.

Fang ran, who had just seen the eldest young master for a few days, was surprised to hear such a thing. He had left an indelible impression of a rich young prodigal from the first face.

what kind of unknown past did he follow Emma, who was the same as the real person, to become a member of the night game.

"The national war is the same, this is also early back..."

listen to the lime always feel a little unwilling to admit the low voice, lying on the table moo orange lazy eyes closed, about to sleep elongated tone.

"It's ~"

"sister orange, you should reflect on yourself, and so do you, Yota." Speechless, sorry, "

", "

,"

looked at the harsh criticism of lime and make complaints about the mistakes and dragging of the tone. There is no repentant tower or orange, but there are some unexpected speechless ways:

, "national war is also... How to say, this kind of responsible way is really not directly proportional to his style of painting."

Hearing his voice, Mu orange opened his eyes and looked at the cup in front of him. Then he closed it safely and yawned lazily.

"Well, it's probably the same as why he joined the night game because of Yesheng sister...

Yesheng sister?

It's rare to talk about these things with my colleagues in the night Bureau. However, when Mu Cheng said this, he was stunned. At the same time, Yota added in a whisper with a milk cup.

"After all... Yesheng sister is so good... She helped me a lot when I just woke up..."

"my mother's disease is also Yesheng elder sister. After knowing that, she gave me some medicine, and then she began to get better."

Has been sitting beside Fang ran quietly listening to the people chatting gouyu is also put down the tea cup, quietly quiet mouth.

"In fact, although the national war is an explicit means to solve hidden disputes, it is not very important to join a force and just want to find most participants of the same kind,"

"in the last national war, I didn't feel the belief and intention of winning from the opponents. It was more like a task It's almost a matter of business. "

Speaking of this, she bit the doughnut on her hand and glanced at it quietly to ensure that she would not be heard. Meanwhile, she was a little embarrassed to speak for her age, but she murmured in a low voice:

"so we all want to win the national war just because Yesheng wants to win. Although the reasons are different, we all want to do something for Yesheng "

" the eldest young master should think the same way... "

listening to such words, he suddenly lost his mind. At the same time, from the memory of the night when Maserati exploded in the fire, and Yesheng held him to avoid the upstream attack, he remembered a lot in a moment, although from that time on, he knew that everyone in the Bureau was very important to Yesheng It is an indispensable existence for all people.

But the connection seems to be deeper than he imagined.

Maybe it should be called "fetter"...

somehow, the word came out of his mind, as if something was shining in his mind.

"So what was the state of affairs in our previous national wars?"

He shook his head slightly, threw some inexplicable feeling out of his mind just now, and then asked the question. Then he saw the action of lime biting the doughnut.

"I've only participated once and lost the last time."

Well, didn't you just say that the other side had no intention of war or belief...

"the previous national warSlightly speechless, sweat for a second, Fang ran tone tentatively asked the Mu orange lying on one side, and then saw Mu orange quietly put on the hat of the small burying Cape.

"I lost last time."

Fang ran, "...

speaking of it, it seems that I have heard the elder sister Fuxing say that the night situation is a relatively weak force...

" then the former... "

" from the formation of the world power of night warfare to stability, and the establishment of the national war is only once in four years, and our present night situation is almost 10 years ago, probably only experienced before this time Two national wars. "

Fang ran seems to want to ask about the earlier national war. This time, he was answered by Gou Yu, who had known about the relevant knowledge for a long time.

"What are the rules of the national war? Why did we all lose? I don't think everyone in the bureau is weak..."

listening to this, he asked with a slap on his forehead.

"Well, compared with the strength of everyone in the game, the main reason for our night game is that there are fewer people, so we just..."

"less people?"

Looking at Yota's weak explanation of the root cause, Fang ran blinked a little puzzled. Then, Mu orange, who had participated twice, looked at himself lazily with salted fish eyes and said:

"well, there is no way. After all, in addition to the three rank wars of three members at each level whose strength has reached level C or above, there are still three levels to fight Let's ask for the size of the force enough to fight ten B-level group battles. Although the strength of all the B-level members in our bureau are good, we still lose one directly because there are not so many people. "

"It's because there are not enough people. It's clear that the last time we won the C-level and B-level wars, and the other party bullied us. The night game was established for a short time..."

as soon as she mentioned this, she snorted, and then looked at her angry face and frowned slightly:

"three players from each level of a, B and C, plus four team battles, won twice Shouldn't we at least draw? "

"No, the rule of the national war is that if the winning field is the same, the party who wins the A-level war will win. After all, the cutting-edge combat power is the key to judge whether a force is strong or not."

"Even though Yesheng sister cultivator's ability is very comprehensive and strong, but after all, the inheritance time is still short. Facing the A-level who started with at least ten years of experience, it is difficult to win, let alone two A-level opponents. Oh, by the way, although the rules of national war require three people in each rank, they are generally dissatisfied with class a battles."

Lengleng listen to Mu orange lying on the table with dry salted fish tone to say these, the memory in the mind suddenly turned, once the memory surging.

-"You can't kill that monster '-

-" but if you can't do it at all, it's just a reflection, and you're just dying for nothing! " -

- "that's my business. I must get the reward of this scene and prove to everyone with my own efforts... '-

-" I can hold the weight of this spirit abyss! " -

...

in the scene of hunting and killing, the words of quarrel between Yesheng and him emerge, and finally turn to the sunny ward not long ago. Yesheng looks at herself with a smile, and the wind blows a few strands of her hair.

-"No matter how hard I try, I want to win the next national war." -

"is this... Like..."

finally, Fang ran, with his mind drifting away in his head, said in a daze, and was interrupted by the argument between Hualing and suqun on the other side.

"Well? What's wrong with sister Hua Ling? "

Green lime also noticed the voice over there, and asked strangely. After listening quietly for a while, Gou could only guess the uncertainty from the words he could hear:

"it seems that sister Hua Ling opposes the appearance of elder brother suqun as a soldier..."

"Really... Well, it's normal. After all, suqun was hurt so badly last time, so it's inevitable that she would blame herself and worry..."

clearly, she was wearing a small burying cloak and a piece of Mu orange in the shape of a house of dry things. Lying on the table, she said in the voice of a passer-by reading the vicissitudes of life:

"but this time, if there are more magic tricks to make this A-level combat power, even if C No one appeared in the class war, and we also had the possibility of winning... "

" that... Sister Fu Su seems to be calling us over... "

Yota, who was huddled in the chair, noticed the recovery and waved to them. Although it was particularly strange that something had happened, several people got up one after another and went over there to find a place to do well.

When they all looked at Yasheng, they heard her raise her dark pupil and calmly open her mouth:

"although it was a little abrupt, I decided to give up this national war."

At the moment when the voice dropped, all the members of the night club were still relaxed for a second. They were surprised why she suddenly said such words. After that, they were all stunned and silent and digested the fact.

But also in the moment she just finished, there were people who couldn't help asking why.After a while, she asked slowly:

"why?"

On the other side, the young master also raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then returned to calm and serious mouth:

"Yesheng, are you serious?"

It is quite unexpected and natural. After hearing the words of abandoning the national war from Yasheng's own mouth, the first people who responded were the most unsophisticated magic envoys and the eldest young master.

"Well, yes, I have thought for a long time and decided to give up the victory of this national war."

Yesheng Pingjin nodded to confirm, not a trace of joking.

"Sister Sheng..."

Hua Ling beside her murmured inconceivably. Su Qun frowned at this decision, and the magician and resuscitation looked at each other's eyes, but they didn't know.

The same stunned * * takes a look at Uncle quietly and sighs and doubts when he shakes his head.

What's going on?

However, in the "children's group" who just arrived here, Mu orange and lime were even more confused.

It is not clear to all people why Yasheng suddenly said such words on the eve of the national war.

Looking at other people also seems to have no knowledge of the appearance, the young master raised his eyebrows to see the night Sheng asked.

"Can you tell me why?"

Looking back on some predictions I heard on the phone not long ago, Yesheng should have maintained the agreement with shuilinlang in the end, and replaced the ones that didn't say so with other reasons.

"We can't take risks in the recovery of the group. Uncle, because of the damage of strength, is not within the rules, so we don't have a suitable candidate for class C at present. We put all our bets on Level B and level A. for those of us who have already been absent from group warfare, such a victory will not be of real significance."

"Instead of making unnecessary efforts, I hope that you will give up the idea of winning and regard this national war as an ordinary exchange."

Listening to Ye Sheng's words that people can't refute, the atmosphere suddenly becomes a bit dull. The lack of number of people leads to a certain rank even no one can fight, which is the fatal defect of the night game.

What he wanted to say made him silent. The eldest young master raised his eyebrows and did not speak. However, looking at the situation that the C-level war could not even be carried out, he could only give up the idea of using special rules to deceive Fang ran to the stage, and felt a headache and sigh in his heart.

There's no way out. It seems that we can only say that we have concealed our strength. In fact, it's level c...

but just a second before * * opened his mouth, he couldn't accept giving up the chance to give up this A-level skill. Suqun looked at Yesheng calmly and said:

"sister Sheng, I..."

"needless to say, suqun, I agree with Xiaoling that you can't take it It's a risk. "

But before he opened his mouth, Yesheng gently shook his head and refused his request to continue to fight.

"That..."

then, a voice that seemed to be serious and did not know that he was speaking out of time was heard behind the crowd.

After hearing who's voice was, everyone looked at him by surprise. Then, with the eyes of all the members of the night game, Fang Ran's innocent expression of "what are you arguing about?" and said something that made others dumbfounded.

"I'm in grade C

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