She found that as long as Tong Nian and Liu Jiangqing chatted, they would suddenly throw out very large and important information, which was enough to write a big article in the hands of an e-sports reporter and would lead to a topic for a long time. But as the only listener of these messages, she can only silently enjoy the gossip while enduring the pain of not being able to share it, which can be described as pain and happiness.

"It's black and white." "Xiang Fei."

After a short silence, two voices sounded in YY, one long and one short, blurted out almost at the same time, so tacitly that Lu Yunqian suspected that they had just made an appointment by typing the text in private. But more importantly, the name they utter is the same person.

"How do you know it's him?"

Tong Nian's tone was a little unconvinced, after all, he had been fighting with Kazama Dance just now, and it wasn't until the middle and late stages that he realized that the other party's thinking and endurance were not owned by Zhuang Ning, but very similar to the retired assassin who was not a black and white guest, a unified rapid explosive type. But this guy went to fight the boss after a few glances, and when he came to help, he had already changed to Zhao Xuan's Zhao Fugui, where did he come to the conclusion that Kazama Dance was Xiang Fei?

"Inside information." Liu Jiangqing replied mysteriously.

"Yo, you have more inside information than I do?"

"The official insider is not as good as you, but those who are in the field have ways in the opposition. …… Feed! Lu Yunqian, what are you doing here! Evacuate! Liu Jiangqing's original ridiculous tone changed suddenly, as if he saw something quite urgent, and shouted sternly.

"I'll bring the Sixteenth Monarch to save you."

Lu Yunqian was desperately running to the position of the footprint battle in the game, and there was only the last thirty body distances left, and a little more rush could reach him smoothly.

The Sixteen Jun who followed closely behind wanted to take Heng Dao and a sword back to the group according to the order, but as soon as he took two steps and turned his head, he found that she had turned her head and ran towards the side with the most red names, and the blood bar that had just been filled up was 20% less.

The Sixteenth Jun knew that Heng Dao Yijian wanted to save the footprints of Yidi, but Jiang Yuanren Ziliu did not give him this order, so it stands to reason that he could not follow her. However, he finally saved Heng Dao Yijian, and it was definitely not possible to leave her to go back to the group alone. And if he could save a footprint, it would be better, so he took the risk and followed.

"What save, do you want to send people's heads?"

Liu Jiangqing's words already have a taste of anger, and he couldn't be clearer about the form here, one Zhao Xuan, one Su Qihong, all of them are professional players who are more powerful than plug-ins. Xiang Fei's Kazama Dance has reached the end of the strong crossbow, and he is almost about to confess, Lu Yunqian will never have any other result than to send the Sixteen Monarchs over at this time, which is an extremely stupid decision.

"Hey, don't be so fierce to girls, people care about you." Tong Nian slowly dissuaded, thinking that these two people were very interesting.

Lu Yunqian didn't care about talking to them in YY, and the red pressure around her was full of people with a thousand souls, so she could only rely on the streamer flying snow and the breeze to open up a way from the stone. Suddenly, she found that the sixteen monarchs behind her were trapped behind, and more than a dozen fixed foot slowing skills were put on her body, and it was completely difficult to move an inch.

His blood volume fluctuated, and he entered the endangered stage several times, and life and death all depended on luck. Lu Yunqian immediately returned to the Sixteen Monarchs and swung her sword to relieve the siege, wanting to fight a bloody way to escort him out of here. However, at the moment, the blood volume of the footprints in the team's list is only 5%, and it is impossible to wait for them to break through the siege and come to the rescue.

"Tong Nian." Soon, Liu Jiangqing's voice sounded again in YY, "Come to the resurrection point to find me." ”

"I didn't leave, I just squatted here and waited for you." Tong Nian said quietly.

"Oh, one more thing to trouble you."

"Say."

"In the finals, beat Zhao Xuan back to my hometown."

"Hahahaha......"

The two brothers who finally reconciled in YY talked and laughed heartily, but Lu Yunqian couldn't laugh at all, and didn't even hear what they just said, they were engrossed in fighting side by side with the Sixteen Monarchs, and seven or eight heads had already been collected under the sword. In order to control the blue consumption, she only used basic attacks to kill these people without lack of treatment, and even found a trace of the fun of full basic attack battles until now.

Zhao Xuan seemed to have nothing to do after defeating the footprints of Zhao Fugui with a spear, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Heng Dao Yijian who was fighting bloodily in the crowd, and suddenly became interested. He still had an impression of this name, he had seen the operation of this male swordsman in that battlefield match, which was considered to be more powerful in online games, and after seeing that Su Qihong's battle against Kazama Dance was almost a foregone conclusion, he raised his gun and swung out the proud horse and rushed to Heng Dao's side.

"It's boring." Su Qihong operated the saddle slashing horn and quickly threw his sword into the air to sweep the world, and the Kazama dance, whose blood was almost exhausted, fell straight from the air into the red group on the ground, and the corpse disappeared with a whizz.

"Good, let's play again." Zhao Xuan coaxed Su Qihong while playing online games with great interest in front of the computer. This situation is quite like two little kids in an Internet café, one is going home, and the other is addicted to games and can't extricate himself.

"I don't understand, why you and they both like to come to the game to play, don't you have enough games?" Su Qihong asked.

"A game is a competition, where is the fun of online games." Zhao Xuan seemed to have found the feeling of just starting to play the game more than ten years ago, and there was a smile in his voice, "And there are several old people in this, haven't you noticed?" ”

"How many?" Su Qihong was a little stunned, he had only joined Thousand Souls for more than a year, and he had never dealt with anyone other than knowing that Ruyue Fanxing was Tong Nian, and he didn't understand who Zhao Xuan's so-called old people were.

"That footprint is the gold medal assassin Tianjiang Ming of Mingyue Pavilion two years ago, and you played Kazama Dance just now, I don't think her path is like Zhuang Ning, I guess she is another old guy who is hiding."

"Oh, then who is this constant sword you are fighting now?" Su Qihong, who had nothing to do, looked at Zhao Xuan's computer screen next to him indifferently, the Heng Dao sword in the game had been completely suppressed, and he could barely survive under Zhao Fugui's gun only with the help of the doctor behind him to add blood.

"He's not a professional, but he's a good seedling." Zhao Xuan slid his mouse and went directly to the back of Heng Dao's sword, and when the spear was about to throw out the target, he was suddenly blocked by another red spear stretched out from the side, and he actually abolished his move.

Zhao Xuan was stunned, in the game, there were people around Heng Dao Yijian who had never seen before, but they were all armed with orange martial arts, and that move alone showed that he was not a simple character.

"Uh, do you want to help?" Su Qihong asked him after seeing a new situation.

"No, let all the people around you disperse, don't block my view." Zhao Xuan seemed to be shocked by the sudden shot, and the smile on his face disappeared, but it was replaced by the solemnity that only came during the game.