Chapter 801

After all, no matter from time? Or location? The branch stations in the west can not be compared with the old ones.

"No, I'll try not to."

Xiao Ming nodded and replied earnestly. He knew the power of it.

The use of plague bombs to destroy the Decepticons on rainy nights? That's well known.

He can do this, because the tyrant society bullies him first. There is revenge and revenge, and no one can speak.

But you long guild can not be, once used, 100% will be drowned by countless players' saliva, maybe there will be basin after basin of dirty water falling.

At that time, the reputation of the Youlong Association, which has been hard established, will plummet.

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there is not much arranged bruman's words, but every sentence is the main point.

A letter from one arm:

"my Lord, bruman's strength is too low and humiliating. I'll take it away and hone it well, and then I'll return you a useful talent."

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after reading these two letters, they were put aside for forging on rainy night.

After getting along with bruman for so long, he disappeared. The rainy night was quite empty.

Forget it, there is still a month to practice forging.

Immersed in forging, time is like passing in a flash.

The day soon ended and came on the 30th of August.

Eight o'clock, rainy night and others after eating their own login game.

Rainy night, as usual, began to forge.

Today's materials are a little insufficient. He will have to buy some later.

And old Zhang head and others login game, suddenly surprised.

Yeah? Why is it still night? It's daylight outside.

Two months in the air? Is it really night? What's going on here?

It is not only Lao Zhang tou and others who are puzzled, but also other people in the town.

"Didn't I wake up? Is it still early in the morning? No, I have to go back to sleep

A player said vaguely.

"Looking at the height of the moon rising, it should be two o'clock in the morning, but the Chinese time is now 8:30 a.m. what's the reason?"

It's hard to understand.

"I see. You think about what gets the highest bonus at night."

A player's pupil shrinks, as if thinking of something terrible.

"You mean? The monster is coming? "

The friend next to him understood his idea in an instant and cried out.

For a moment, the voice of cool air comes and goes, and the voice of discussion reaches its peak at this moment.

"No way. How can the NPC of God camp control the weather? Time? Nonsense. "

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