"Huh! Sure enough, it's you! ”

After seeing the man's appearance clearly, Wang Yuan couldn't help laughing.

There is no one else who pretends to be a spoiler for the gods everywhere every day, this kid is the Fengwu Nine Heavens of the Yanjing City Holy Dragon Gang.

There were two people standing beside Feng Wu Jiutian, one was dressed as a general and carried a spear in his hand, and the other was bald and carrying a ring knife, these two people Wang Yuan had also seen, they were the other two masters of the Holy Dragon Gang, Dragon Teng Sihai and Tiger Roaring Mountains and Rivers.

When the three of them saw Wang Yuan, they couldn't help but take a step back, and subconsciously put their weapons across their chests, and a line of cold sweat flowed down the cheeks of the three people.

"Who is this, your friend?"

Seeing the appearance of the three of them, Mario couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Just know ......," Wang Yuan thought for a while, and then asked Feng Wu Jiutiandao, "What's your name?" ”

Not to mention, Wang Yuan really didn't know what these three people were called, but he just had a slight impression of them.

"You don't even know the name, how did you know that?" Mario looked confused.

"Killed them all!" Wang Yuan's answer was neat.

"Forehead ......"

Feng Wu Jiutian and the three of them were full of embarrassment.

Mario: "......"

Well, it doesn't seem like a good thing to be known by this master.

"My name is Feng Wu Jiutian!" Feng Wu Jiutian said cautiously: "These two are my friends Dragon Teng Sihai and Tiger Roaring Mountains and Rivers. ”

As he spoke, Feng Wu Jiutian pointed to the two people beside him.

"Phoenix Dance for Nine Days? Are you the Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens? ”

Hearing Feng Wu Jiutian's self-introduction, Mario suddenly screamed in surprise.

"Not bad! Exactly under it! ”

Feng Wujiutian, who was still trembling with fear from Wang Yuan, saw Mario's expression, and immediately returned to his pretending posture.

"You know him?"

Wang Yuan was also very strange, why did Mario react so much when he saw this guy.

"The first strategy master of the forum!" Mario said excitedly: "He claims to know everything about the plot of the game, and all the dungeon guides on the forum are written by him." ”

"Prizes, prizes!" Feng Wu Jiutian said indifferently: "I've just read a few more books." ”

This guy is modest in his words, but there is pride in his eyes, and his hypocritical low-key makes people want to beat him.

"Raiders?"

When Wang Yuan heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Indeed, this kid is quite mysterious, and even his own cultivation can be seen to show his mastery of the original plot, and it is not surprising that he is a master of strategy.

"Then you're here to join in the fun?" Wang Yuan asked with squinted eyes.

That is, a master of strategy, Feng Wu Jiutian must know what will happen in the apricot forest, and he will not come here for no reason at this time.

"Well...... this"

Although Feng Wu Jiutian loves to pretend, he is also a smart guy, so he can naturally see that Wang Yuan is plotting against him, his eyes rolled, and he hurriedly said: "Xiao Dawang Yi Bo Yuntian, I am his dead fan, and I came here to help him break the siege." ”

"King Xiao?" Wang Yuan was puzzled.

"It's Qiao Feng, he will be the king of the Southern Courtyard in Liao Kingdom in the future." Feng Wu Jiutian no longer flaunts his erudition all the time.

"Really?"

Wang Yuan squinted at Feng Wu Jiutian and said, "What kind of sect are you?" ”

"The ...... of the Murong family"

A bead of sweat oozed from Feng Wujiutian's forehead.

"Hahahaha!"

Just when a few people were talking nonsense, the players who suddenly saw the excitement burst into laughter, and the laughter suddenly brought the eyes of several people back to the NPCs in the field.

It turned out that the donkey-riding monster named Zhao Qiansun had a quarrel with Shan Zheng, and Zhao Qiansun's crazy words were very funny, and the angry Shan Zheng and his sons were all red.

The two old couples on the side came up to persuade them, and the three of them staged a jealous drama again.

If the young man is jealous and full of sour words, it is reasonable to say that these three old guys are a lot older, and there is really a bit of a contrast between the children and daughters who are still there.

In the apricot forest, the rebellion of the beggar gang was originally a very serious matter, and as soon as these people broke up, it immediately attracted the players around who were watching the excitement and couldn't help laughing.

However, just when the three of them were making a fuss, they suddenly heard one of them crying, sad and sorrowful, whimpering, and the cry was no different from his talent.

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned, only to hear the man cry and complain: "My good junior sister, where is Lao Tzu sorry for you?" Why did you marry this bad old man surnamed Tan? Lao Tzu thinks about it day and night, worrying about his stomach, and what he remembers is your junior sister Xiaojuan. I think that when our master is alive, treat the two of us like children, if you don't marry Lao Tzu, are you worthy of our master? ”

“？？？”

Hearing this voice, not only Mario, but even the three of Feng Wu Jiutian turned their heads and looked directly at Wang Yuan.

These people have all seen Wang Yuan's ventriloquist skills, especially Long Teng Sihai has been directly trapped...... At this time, when he heard someone imitating Zhao Qiansun to speak, he couldn't help but look at Wang Yuan.

"It's my business!"

Wang Yuan pointed to a girl in red not far away and said, "She said it!" At the same time, Wang Yuan's words also carried a hint of surprise.

As far as Wang Yuan knew, this ventriloquist was only proficient in Duan Yanqing and himself, and he never imagined that he could meet a fellow Chinese here.

"It's her...... I didn't expect that the maid of the Murong family, named Azhu, still had this ability. Mario couldn't help but sigh when he saw that the person who spoke was the woman in red.

"Oh?"

Wang Yuan glanced at A Zhu and the others, and then at Fengwu Jiutian, and seemed to understand something.

In the end, it was Elder Xu of the beggar gang who came forward to interrupt the farce of several people fighting for wind and jealousy.

The scene returned to quiet, Mrs. Ma slowly turned around, and said in a low voice: "The late husband unfortunately died, the little woman only complained about her life, and even more sad that the first husband did not leave a man and a half woman, and continued Ma's cigarette ......"

Although she said very low, her voice was crisp, and word by word came into everyone's ears, which was very beautiful. When she said this, she whimpered slightly and sobbed slightly. Countless heroes in the apricot forest feel sad in their hearts.

"Cut, it's selling miserably again!"

Wang Yuan pursed his lips disapprovingly when he heard this, if Wang Yuan didn't know who this girl was, I'm afraid she would have been deceived by her.

Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Ma said: "After the little woman buried her late husband, she checked the relics, and saw a letter sealed with fire paint in the place where he collected the fist scriptures. On the cover, it was written: If Yu Ruo dies, this letter will be incinerated immediately, and the person who dismantles it will destroy Yu Jiuquan's body, which makes Yu Jiuquan uneasy. If Yu dies unexpectedly, this letter will be immediately handed over to the elders of the gang to be read together, and the matter is of great importance and must not be mistaken. ”

When Mrs. Ma said this, there was silence in the apricot forest, and she could hear it when a needle landed.

She paused for a moment and continued: "I saw that my late husband wrote solemnly, and I knew that the stakes were very high, even if I wanted to ask to see the helper and present this suicide note, fortunately, the helper led the elders to Jiangnan to avenge my late husband. ”

When everyone heard her tone, they said "fortunately" and "loss", and they couldn't help but look at Qiao Feng.