Sending away the June sunshine, Yu Qingfeng rushed back to the guild station non-stop to see the dream of the Guanhe.

Meng Duanguan He was playing checkers with a female student named Mango, and he was drinking tea all day at this time; The female student was just the opposite of him, holding her cheeks and thinking hard, and her forehead was covered with a layer of fine sweat. Yu Qingfeng saw that the chess pieces on both sides of the chessboard were neatly stacked in the old nest, and only one of the chess pieces of Mengduanguanhe took a step.

It was this ordinary step that stretched out her fingers and pushed it that made the female student think hard for ten minutes.

Seeing Yu Qingfeng coming back, Meng Duanguan He got up gently, left the chessboard, and asked, "How is it?" ”

"Better than I thought. I thought I was pulling out the seedlings, but I didn't. Yu Qingfeng glanced at the female student. The other party was immersed in the chess game and had long ignored the two great gods.

"You've been thinking about it too. You always catch him for special training without a head, just afraid that he will not think of you, but have negative emotions. ”

"He's a wise man, and he knows the truth of bitter medicine. And even if he doesn't appreciate me, what does it matter? Yu Qingfeng shrugged indifferently.

Meng Duanguan He frowned: "You, do things-"

"I never do things through my brain, and I don't think about the consequences, so I can say what I want to say about you!" Yu Qingfeng imitated the tone of Meng Duanguanhe, and made a grimace: "Big brother, can you stop saying this, I can recite it backwards!" ”

Meng Duan Guan He was so angry that he couldn't cry or laugh, and suddenly turned his head, only to see the female student grab a chess piece in the Meng Duan Guan River array and put it in a position in the middle of the chessboard. The female student wiped the sweat from her head, picked up one of her chess pieces, and said with a smile: "As long as I take this step again, you will lose." It was so dangerous, I walked eighty-seven steps. ”

"That's not right." Meng Duanguan He didn't care which move the other party was about to take, he just leaned over and moved the placed chess pieces two squares: "I took the twenty-fifth step here, and I can't finish the game within a hundred steps." Let's do the math again. ”

Looking at the new position of the chess pieces, the female student's face turned pale, and her body, which had just been straightened out with excitement, slowly bent down, as if something was pressing on her shoulders. She clutched the pawn she couldn't put down, her eyes glazed over, and she muttered to herself, a little sign of a nervous seizure.

Seeing this, Meng Duanguanhe said: "Checkers need to build a springboard, you can use your own chess pieces as a springboard, or you can use the opponent's chess pieces, the test is not how to eat the pieces, nor how to occupy an area, but how to take advantage of the situation." skillfully use the momentum of the other party, but do not let the other party take advantage of it, and even set traps and invite you into the urn. In the final analysis, it is just the four words of 'one eliminates the other', which is no different from other chess games. ”

The female student's body was shocked, her eyes were shining, and she was obviously stunned. She re-studied the game with great interest, and although she couldn't break the game for a while, she would not be too far from victory if she had found her way.

Seeing that the students had entered, Meng Duanguan He said to Yu Qingfeng again: "June Sunshine's self-esteem is too strong, think about it, and only your method can make him face up to his own problems." ”

"He's a funny man, he hides everything in his heart, and he doesn't show his determination with his mouth. Last time I taught him temporary enchantment, this time he had a pretty good time. He also imitated the 'start and turn to close', he must have secretly watched my game video, maybe the next time I see him, he will go one step further? ”

"You wouldn't expect him to learn 'all laws and minds,' would you?" Dream Duan Guan He frowned.

Yu Qingfeng laughed, and then was a little stunned: "He may have talent, but he can't learn." His mind is too complicated, and he has too many things on his back, and he is not a pure combat professional...... Do you think he can become a 'chess player'? After all, 'all laws are clear' and 'the heart is like the moon, and the mind is like the ancient well'. ”

This time, it was Mengduanguanhe's turn to laugh and not answer.

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"Gospel", "City of Waiting".

Frankie soaked in a pool of blood, her eyes closed, as if the sleeping beauty was waiting for a kiss. Since his master left, his anxiety has grown day by day, so that he does not dare to leave the pool of blood for a single step. Only blood could erase the pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow and soothe his nerves. He was afraid that if he lost his mind, the "City of Waiting" would be destroyed by him, and even Grande, who was a super-level demonic beast, would not be able to stop it.

The pattern of the pool of blood remained the same, but the blood in it had become extremely red, blindingly red, unsettlingly red. On the marble walls were many reliefs of the figures of the Necromantic King, as if they had been worn away by the powerful corrosiveness, and the faces of many of the kings had faded. There is a lot of blood in the relief, some of them are shaped like wolves, some of them are like dogs, they are so dirty and unsightly that you can't scrape them off if you really have to scrape them with your fingernails - they penetrate into the stone, and they are equivalent to the natural pattern of marble. There are also soul fire wall lamps on the walls, but these soul fires have long been polluted by the ubiquitous murderous aura to a gray color, beating in the windless place, occasionally evolving into a bloody mouth, exuding ferociousness. The water was shrouded in a hazy rouge mist, and there were many pairs of restless red pupils, their restless beats echoing the fire of Frankie's soul.

Nightmare Blood Pool: According to the secret recipe of the Blood Elf, a large amount of blood can be poured into the pool to form a blood pool. The powerful vitality contained in it can quickly heal all kinds of wounds and maintain the youthfulness of the body, which can effectively resist aging, and there will be unexpected benefits if you soak it for a long time. However, when mixed with the blood of the Nightmare Hound, the pool of blood has the ability to brutally transform undead creatures into more violent ones. There is a 5% chance of progression during the initial immersion, a 90% chance of dissipation due to failure to advance, and a 5% chance of no change, only affecting mid-level necromantic mobs. Regenerates 300 HP per second, increases base stats by 1 per immersion (up to a maximum of 10 for the same target), and only applies to NPCs above the advanced level. Increases the prosperity of the city by 30 and increases the popularity by 30. It requires 20 tons of blood, 15 units of black marble, and Frank of Blood Claws, and fresh blood every day. A unique building that cannot be built repeatedly.

In cooperation with the Blood Elves, the Blood Pool is an important piece of infrastructure to ensure that the Blood Elves can enjoy blood even in the Necronomical Paradise; Since the blood pool was infected into a nightmare blood pool, the blood elves immediately built another blood pool in Snow City, and they didn't dare to use the nightmare blood pool again. To date, thousands of necromantic creatures have been transformed into pools of blood after their initial immersion, and even soul fire cannot be preserved.

Frankie adjusted her position and rested her head on the edge of the pool of blood to make herself sleep comfortably. His long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, wondering if he had dreamed of his master. As he fell asleep, a pair of pupils in the mist were no longer restless, and gradually emptied.

In this way, the day of the guardian hero passed uneventfully.

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"Gospel", the wilderness and secret realm.

Suo'er's physical recovery ability is really amazing, after removing the bandages, the bones of her hands and feet are all restored, and there is no evidence that there have been fractures. She clenched her fists, felt the strength of her muscles, and made up her mind. From now on, she will follow the four "Si Le Bing" to hone herself in the wild secret realm, so that she can grow up quickly until she can solve problems for her father.

After so many days of recuperation, she also did her homework to understand the situation of the Savage Secret Realm.

There are three major camps in the Savage Secret Realm, which are elves, orcs, and demonic beasts. Needless to say, elves and orcs are hostile to each other, and their hatred has lasted for generations, neither of which can be resolved, and has honed in endless battles to forge groups of elites; Although the demonic beast has no intelligence and organization, it relies on its tenacious vitality and unique innate magic, which seriously threatens the living environment of the two races, but is the biggest force in the Savage Secret Realm. If it weren't for the fact that there were many races of Warcraft and it was impossible to condense into a monolith, the elves and orcs would have been eliminated hundreds of years ago.

The Elven and Orc tribes can provide supplies to adventurers, and if you can do quests in the camps of these two tribes, you can increase your friendship level, gradually open up purchase permissions, and obtain better quality items. It's just that the location of the camp is not fixed, because the two clans will quietly move out of the camp every other month in order to prevent each other from stealing the camp. A team of adventurers retreated from the depths of the Savage Secret Realm, only to find that the camp had withdrawn, and then the entire team was wiped out by the Demonic Beast...... This kind of news is not uncommon, and the forum has long been full of complaints.

Because Chijo is an elf, he can have a good relationship with the elves as soon as he comes, so "Si Le Bing" often hangs in the elf camp. It's just that the elves have a natural hostility to the necromantic creatures, so "Si Le Bing" didn't dare to let Suo'er stay in the elf camp to recuperate, but camped fifty miles away from the elf camp. Now that Su'er is recovering, several people will leave immediately to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

After walking a long way, there was a sudden rustling sound in all directions, and I couldn't hear where the sound was coming from. The sound rises and falls, implying rhyme, and it is actually a happy song. But there is not even a hint of wind in the forest, how can there be a rustle?

"System announcement: 'Hungry Beast' William has successfully changed classes three times and advanced to a savage hunter."

In the elven camp, a pillar of pure green light rose into the sky, making people mistakenly believe that a tree of life had grown. An elven man covered in scars was bathed in a pillar of light, his pupils had turned turquoise with anger, and where his gaze swept over, the clansmen saluted one after another, not daring to slack off. As soon as the rustle of the forest faded away, countless birds and animals hissed from afar, as if to convey goodwill. All of a sudden, the Savage Secret Realm seemed to have reached some kind of pact with the elven man, allowing his aura to be closely connected to this continent.

This elven man is none other than William, the patriarch of the "Wind Grass" tribe, who once fought with the Bloodclaw Franki before the advance and retreated, and now he has finally taken the most crucial step and become a hero. He felt the natural force tumbling on the surface of his body, but there was not much joy in his heart, because he remembered a unique blood-colored figure, the most formidable enemy he had ever encountered in his life. It was by digesting all the experience of fighting the great enemy that he was able to successfully advance to the Savage Hunter.

"Thank you so much, Frankie." He lifted his chin and stared blankly.