Chapter 483

"Scholar..."

Ling Xue's eyes were very red. Looking at the picture ahead, she clenched her silver teeth and said, "we snow moon and blood drink the world from now on!"

I deeply hate that I am not in the battlefield. As long as I am, I will never allow this to happen. Lin Xiang will not die, and XueYue will not suffer such humiliation!

"Brush!"

The fire sword fell again and hit hard for 7 times in a row. Finally, the beautiful figure of Daohuaxiang turned into a little light and flew away. The red lotus fire prison finally completed its mission.

"Hum! What snow moon soul wizard, but so!"

The blood drunk world carried the long sword on his shoulder and talked loudly in the battlefield.

"The blood of dog day drinks the world, you scum!"

The spring and Autumn Festival and the flying fire rushed to kill each other with a violent drink. The shot is the most powerful laser sword!

"Boom!"

Among the blue swords, two laser swords tore the blood drinking world to pieces with a cross in the center. A white light flew up and the blood drinking world hung up.

But at this time, the sword fire moon and sword fire unintentionally were surrounded by up to ten people. Finally, they exhausted their last life and both turned into white light and died in battle.

The great swordsman waved his sword and fought with the three swordsmen of the war soul. Finally, he was killed by a remote mage of the other party.

Flying fire and dancing spring and autumn looked at each other and smiled bitterly. They both read despair in each other's eyes. They all knew that this time, XueYue really lost and lost very heroically!

"If you can kill one more, just one more..."

Feihuo rushed forward and waved his long sword to kill one of the other's swordsmen, but suddenly he was shocked and snowflakes were flying, which had been frozen by Hongling dance.

The rest of the soldiers in their war robes killed them one after another, and cut off the flying fire with all hands and feet, while the disorderly Dance Spring and autumn took the opportunity to kill two more, but it also failed to change the situation.

Red Ling dance sat silently on the war horse, and there was still a trace of snow on the blade of the long sword in her hand.

……

"Kill, kill!"

The last person in the snow moon, the sword fire dragon soul, completely became a lone hero and rushed into the other party's camp. The random sword killed two archers and an assassin, but the blood was less and less. At the end of the death prophecy, the dragon soul had blood red eyes and fought the flag of earthquake resistant snow moon to the last moment.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a strong wind blew. Under the impact, the sword fire dragon soul turned over and fell off. It rolled on the ground for several times before it settled. In front, the seven star lamp held a long sword and looked at the sword fire dragon soul coldly.

"I'm sorry, we have our own decisions!"

The seven star lamp said faintly.

With a flash of sword light and a "click", the dragon soul has held the battle flag in his hand and tried to insert it into the soil. The beautiful snow moon flag is still flying.

"Puff..."

The last glimmer of life of the dragon soul was emptied, knelt to the ground, slowly fell down and turned into white light.

Looking at the snow moon's flag, red Ling dance turned over and dismounted, put the long sword on the ground and said nothing.

The seven star lamp also turned over and dismounted, took a deep breath and said, "we will win the victory of the National War battlefield. Don't worry!"

……

"Ding ~!"

System announcement: congratulations to [soul returning robe team 1] for winning the final victory. This battlefield qualifier is over, and [soul returning robe team 1] will compete in the battlefield for the first time on behalf of China!

"Ding ~!"

System announcement: as a result of the lottery, the battlefield opponent in China is [Korea], and the competition will be held on time at 13:30 tomorrow afternoon. Please don't leave!

……

Finally, XueYue still didn't get the qualification to fight!

I sighed and sat down on the ground.

Ling Yue looked at me, gathered her skirt, leaned against my leg and said, "scholar, it doesn't matter. The national war is once a week. We... Still have another chance!"

I shook my head and smiled bitterly: "I know, it's just... Dragon soul, flying fire, Xingtian and Xiangxiang lost too wrongly. I... I feel so sorry for them..."

Ling Yue said with a smile, "why do you have such a silly idea? Dragon souls also understand that we can't help it. There should be our battlefield. Next time, we must defeat the soul return robe first, and then defeat the foreign team!"

“……”

Ling Xue clenched her fist and said, "that red Ling dance is too arrogant! Next time, we must not let her go... Hum! It's... We don't pay attention to the snow moon..."

Ice tea said with a cold face: "the most hateful thing is the blood drinking world. It's too rampant! Xiangxiang must be very wronged. Hum, the first thing to kill next time is the blood drinking world!"

I took a deep breath and said, "you do the task here first! Xiangxiang is offline. I'll comfort her..."

"Yes."

So I went offline, took off my helmet and went outside, but I found Lin Xiang sitting alone on the sofa in the hall, holding a cup of steaming boiled water in my hand.

"Xiang Xiang?" I whispered.

Daohuaxiang looked back at me and said wrongfully, "sorry, brother scholar, we lost the fight. We... Let you down..."

As soon as my nose was sore, I stepped forward, held her little hand, smiled and said: "Xiangxiang, don't be silly. You've done well enough. I think the people in the soul returning robe must also be in a cold sweat! Xiangxiang, don't forget that XueYue is just a guild expert, and the soul returning robe is a combination of five alliances. Naturally, there are many top-notch experts. It's understandable that we lost this game."

As soon as Daohuaxiang's eyes closed, tears immediately fell: "however, we still lost..."

"Hehe, don't tangle any more..."

I sat on the sofa, took Daohuaxiang into my arms and said, "I remember that when I played Xianjian III, every time I hung up, I always saw a line of brush characters, 'victory or defeat is a routine of soldiers, great Xia, please come over again'. Now think about it, isn't it like this? Finally, I let great Xia Ding pass through the customs, beat Chonglou and rescued Xuejian and longkui?"

Daohuaxiang couldn't help laughing and said with red eyes, "is brother scholar so comforting?"

"Well, Xiang Xiang, next time we fight side by side, we will defeat the soul returning robe. I swear to ravage the dead blood and drink the scum in the world!"

"Yes!"

Daohuaxiang nodded heavily.

I asked again, "by the way, what about purple moon and summer? Did the two girls cry after they lost?"

Daohuaxiang shook her head: "no, they set up a stall to chat..."

"Good guy! Really heartless, eat well and sleep well..." I sighed.

Daohuaxiang smiled: "brother, i... I'm all right. Go online and tell the dragon soul that they lost this game. They must be more sad than me..."

"Well, Xiangxiang, go online after drinking tea. Don't think too much. Continue to practice grading. XueYue has at least entered the finals. It's much better than the passage of time. They haven't been shortlisted!"

"Hehe, huh!"

So I turned and left, and went online to deal with relevant matters immediately. After losing the game, XueYue's morale must be hit. It's not a good thing not to cheer up.

On the line, Ling Yue and Ling Xue have spoken in the guild channel, such as praising the wonderful battle just now. Basically, the haze of losing the game has been swept away. After being praised by the two beautiful alliance leaders, a group of single-cell guys continue to practice level mindlessly and do tasks.

The dragon soul took the initiative to find me and said, "scholar, I'm sorry. If you blame me, you can scold me severely. I'm useless and ruined your sexual happiness in the lower body..."

I was speechless. It seemed that the person to be comforted had become me.

"Nothing, my happiness is no problem. You have to withstand the blow. Does the last knife of the seven star lamp hurt?"

The dragon soul laughed and said, "nonsense, my head is about to be cut off. Give you a knife?"

I couldn't help laughing: "come on, if I were here, I would have to cut the neck of the seven star lamp!"

The dragon soul thought deeply and said, "scholar, you must be in the next battlefield. Indeed, without you, Ling Xue and Ling Yue, we XueYue seem to have no soul. We always feel that we can't do anything when cutting people!"

"Well, no problem. They and I will be there next time!"

"Well, I'll comfort Xingtian and ghost roast. Keep busy!"

"Good!"

After sending off the dragon soul, the iron clank men don't need to comfort. They are as thick skinned as TMD armored vehicles. It seems that my worry is too superfluous.

Seeing that I was separated from the chat state, several mm leaned over.

"How about Xiangxiang?"

"Nothing, just a little depressed! It seems that the little girl couldn't find her beloved doll, cried for a long time, and then everything went on as usual..."

“……”

Ling Yue asked, "for the competition in the international battlefield, Baiyun city in China should deal with South Korea and Qingfeng city should deal with France. What do you think, scholar?"

After a little thought, I said in a deep voice: "there are some problems! You can also check. Although South Korea is a small place, there are a large number of talents. The top 10000 in the world level list. According to the latest statistics, China accounts for more than 2000 people, and South Korea accounts for nearly 1000 people. From this, we can see that their strength is absolutely beyond imagination!"

Qin Yun was slightly stunned: "so, isn't there no certainty of victory in the return of souls robe?"

"I hope they can promise! Otherwise..."

Ling Xue asked, "otherwise what?"

"Otherwise, if those Smecta succeed, they might say that the Yellow Emperor is Korean, Xuanyuan sword is made by the Smecta blacksmith of South Korea in BC, and Nuwa is the Smecta sister of South Korea..."

“……”

Ling Yue gritted her teeth and said, "if you really lose, the loss in China is too big? Baiyun city will pay 15% tax in three days. I don't know how much..."

"There's nothing we can do. We can only watch the soul returning robe play." I clenched my fist and said, "if those bastards lose, let them get out of Baiyun city and don't be ashamed..."

"..." Qin Yun looked at me and said, "you look fierce. Now for us, we don't drink blood in the world..."

I couldn't help smiling, showing a "gentle" smile: "well, is that all right?"

"Too reluctantly..."

“……”

At this time, Ling Yue said: "in fact, there is no need to worry. This week we are assigned to play with South Korea, and the next week we will play with South Korea. The grouping is rotated once every half a month, which gives people a chance of revenge!"

"Oh? That's good, ha ha..."

According to Ling Yue, things on the battlefield have become simple. Either you can win one set of decisive counterattack, or you can be abused by strong enemies. In short, this is a tangled life!

In fact, their strength is not weak. If they encounter the South Korean team, the odds of winning should be more than 60%. At least they are one of the two major forces in Baiyun city. If they lose, the snow moon led by the dragon soul may not be able to win. This is a very obvious thing. While hating, we should also consider the problem rationally.

Of course, the bastard of the blood drinking world must be taught a lesson. When we get out of the semi elf moonlight village, we must find an opportunity to abuse the ignorant guy of the blood drinking world. He is too arrogant. Such a person just needs to be beaten!

Continue to train half elf soldiers. This task is very cumbersome. If the rewards were not very rich, I'm afraid I would have collapsed!

Finally, in the evening, Princess Jaina came and told us that the process had reached 87%! In other words, we can finish this bastard training task tomorrow!

We all tangled up and missed the first battlefield. It's false to say that we don't regret.

At night, we stayed up until more than four o'clock, and only the last half Elves were left. It was estimated that they would be done in a few hours, so we decided to go to bed.

Ling Xue yawned, smiled and said to me, "rest early. When I go back, I don't want to see your panda eyes..."

I said, "Xiaoxue is already a panda eye..."

"Ah? Really?" the little beauty panicked and took her sister offline to have a rest, claiming that she would not get up until noon.

Iced tea and Qin Yun also went offline to have a rest, while I turned to the forum.

It is conceivable that there was a storm on the forum. Everyone had different opinions on the National War battlefield, but a unified question was: "the National War battlefield is so important. Why don't you see the three figures of frivolous scholars, Qingfeng Feixue and Qingfeng lanyue who occupy the top three of the list?"

More people are complaining about the snow moon. If these three people are here, then the soul return robe will only be abused.

Soon, the players on the forum split into two groups. One group crusaded and questioned XueYue. The reason is that, as the strongest guild recognized by Baiyun City, why didn't they win the right to fight on the National War battlefield? The other faction is to crusade and question the soul returning robe. The reason is, is the soul returning robe really qualified to replace Baiyun city? There is no doubt that the soul returning robe is not the strongest team in Baiyun city.

In fact, there is no need to question this kind of thing again. Anyway, this time it is certain that the soul return robe represents China, while Qingfeng city is undoubtedly the main team of the brotherhood. What we have to do is to wait until tomorrow to see the play of the two guilds!

When I went offline, I was still saying, "if the soul return robe can't win Korea smecta, it's all dead!"