Chapter 63

Five hundred people, like runaway wild horses, rushed into the Dragon guild and began to fight. They were also like huge ships in the deep sea, incarnated as cannons, taking the same fate tactics and hitting them without hesitation.

After this period of gathering, more than 200 people came to the Youlong guild. Because the guild order has not been issued yet, it can not be regarded as a complete guild. There is no exclusive guild channel, and information can only be transmitted manually, so it is very slow.

Five hundred to two hundred, the shoal guild's momentum is rising in the sun, and the victory is in hand. You long is totally ignored.

In contrast, in the face of 500 people, the Youlong association is really lack of confidence. The number of people is more important than their strength.

But if the war has already begun, you can't stop; if the war has already begun, you can't be afraid of bloodshed; if the war has already begun, you can't be afraid of death.

If we meet in a narrow road, the brave will win. Even if the enemy is stronger, better equipped and more numerous, we should be brave enough to show our swords, show the momentum of the dragon, the prestige of the dragon, and the unyielding and proud character of the dragon.

What's wrong with one dozen or two? If you don't believe in doing it, you can't turn over these GR's; if you don't believe in doing something, you long is a hero; if you do something, you long is an unyielding soul.

Roar, roar, roar, you long raised the momentum of 200 people to the highest level with three huge roars, fighting with 500 people in the shoal.

The war is so simple that all he needs is a little fuse.

At the moment, the sword hate song with gentle and mu'er is getting closer and closer to the entrance of the village. She stands not far away, holding two pairs of small hands, looking at the scene in front of her, her face is very flat, and the situation in front of her can only be said to be expected.

For a moment, she thought a lot and weighed the pros and cons. Both the dragon and the shoal needed a fight to prove herself and lay a preliminary advantage.

Fighting, can only be fighting, there is no other way.

The sword hate song only feels the bloodthirsty soul in the body is shaking; the uninhibited will to fight is continuously rising; and the powerful heart is beating fast. She longed for a battle to prove herself; she needed an exciting battle to hone herself.

We should know that every master's road to success is built with countless human lives. When we enter the final chapter, the sword hate song has a kind of raw feeling, as if it can't be fully integrated into it. But it must have gone through this fight, and that feeling will be gone.

BaoJianFeng comes from sharpening, and plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold.

Holding down her trembling hand, she told gentleness and mu'er to find a place to hide away from the battlefield and avoid disaster to the fish. Then she waved her double blades and joined the battle.

When the members of the Youlong guild saw the arrival of Longjian hateful song, their morale soared, just like taking chicken blood. The scene that had fallen into the downwind suddenly became even and powerful, and both sides entered into a stalemate. However, people with a clear eye could see that this was only the appearance. If reinforcements did not come, the defeat of Youlong would be sooner or later.

Blood flies around with the blade, turning into nutrients to nourish the land; howling with blood brings a beautiful song to this space, the heat of life gradually fades, the meaning of existence is close to extinction, and the battle continues.

Some people die and immediately fight after resurrection, even if they don't have a piece of equipment all over the body, but as long as my meat fist is still there, I can continue to fight. You can kill me infinitely, but you can't destroy my fighting will and my fighting heart.

Some people live, but choose to leave the battle, the farther they run, the better. At the beginning of the game, they don't want to waste the number of deaths, resulting in no game experience.

The gap between the quality of personnel and the sense of belonging between the two guilds was immediately revealed. The top was Youlong and the lower was the shoal.

Then look at the gentle and mu'er side, where they have seen such a scene, want to move feet to hide, but found that the body has been out of control.

In the face of the blood flying wantonly, the souls who have no place to place, the howling all over the ground and the people who are on the verge of death. Small gentle finally remembered her mission to join the final chapter: to help others, to help all bullied, to help all who are suffering.

Her spirit instantly sublimated, and the whole person became holy and channeled.

Cough, are false, is small gentle straighten the waist, no longer afraid, can move at will.

Xiaoqingqing's personality is very similar to that of a rainy night. It's like carving out from a mold. Once you decide to do something, you can't pull back ten cows.

Now resolutely choose to control the young body, join the battle, to help those poor people, bursts of healing light flashed, green light randomly appeared on everyone's head.

+130

+ 260 healing critical hit

+ 150

the gentle attribute has been improved after the multicolored mage robe is equipped.

Mu'er is very obedient and chooses to stay away from the battlefield and not participate in it.

Add to the blood of the people immediately feel alive and vigorous, strength soared, like taking Shenbao tablets in general, the enemy will be cut under the horse. However, due to the random addition of blood, some people in the shoal were added to kill the dragon under the horse.Indifference treatment causes many people in the war to make complaints about

: what is the situation, where do the mentally handicapped priests come from?

Can't add blood, can not add, will kill people.

I'm cnnd, mentally retarded priest. Get out of here.

A variety of ugly voices one after another, but small soft as if did not hear the general, continue to do their own way to add blood.

They all turned their heads and looked at xiaoqingshan, looking at her serious little expression and waving the little staff. It was really lovely. All of a sudden, there was less abuse, and even became a compliment.

Wow, beauty, give me blood. I need your grandmother. ——A dirty man from the shoal.

I want it, too, beauty, this way - the second dirty man.

The beautiful priest over there, add blood to my brother. My brother is going to die.

Brush, a green light fell on him from the sky:

+ 260

in an instant, he pulled his blood back, and then he cut back the scum of the shoal back to the novice village.

This story tells us that it is really useful to look good, at least not to be scolded.

Although gentle undifferentiated blood is praised, her existence is a hidden danger after all. "Shrimp play in the shoal" looks at the gentle side, narrows her eyes into a slit, and immediately issues an order to let the newly recruited first-class assassin master go forward and end the gentle life.

In the face of such a lovely and beautiful gentleness, he can even get down to it. It's a snake's heart.

Sword hateful song keenly catches the other party's invisible departure, and quickly sends one of the Gemini stars to protect him. If something happens to him gently, he doesn't know how to explain to the rainy night. With the extreme character of rainy night, I'm sure I'll be hysterical.

By then, things will not be so easy to control.

Oh, by the way, what about rainy nights?

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