Soon, with the help of various chat channels, what happened outside the general's grave spread to the human and demon clans, and even the god clan also got the news. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Such a major event concerns all players, and it is naturally inevitable to discuss.

Terran.

"What? One round a day? In this case, there will be no need to fight the race war in the future? ”

"Good news, in the future, when our human race comes to the general's grave to brush the field leveling, there will be no need for PK!"

"Hehe, I have to hurry up and tell my teammates the good news, they were accidentally seconded during the big battle just now, and they are depressed, they must be happy to get this good news, I have to hurry up and let them come over to level up, and they can brush for more than 30 hours!"

"Rub, Mao's peace talks, how cool it is to fight the race war, my hands are soft to kill today!"

"You're awesome, there's a kind of you waiting for the day after tomorrow to come to the general's grave, and when the time comes, see who killed it!"

“……”

Demons.

"What are you doing with my rub? This general's tomb is obviously in the territory of our demon race, and Mao wants to divide it equally with the human race! ”

"For Mao? Peace is king! Otherwise, today the Protoss will come to harass you, and tomorrow the Terrans will harass, and you won't be able to level up! ”

"That's it, I haven't been leveled in the general's grave for two days, I'm depressed, and the day after tomorrow I must do a good job of leveling!"

"Khan, are you still depressed? I've hung up 12 times in the past two days, and I've fallen to level 24, so I'm depressed! ”

"Okay, it's all over, in the future, this general's grave will no longer need PK!"

"Let's go, just find a place to brush first, and wait for the day after tomorrow!"

Protoss.

Not.

The Protoss players were stunned, and they were all dumbfounded.

Huang Quan and Li Lan Garros's sentence of "fighting together" made all Protoss players feel mournful.

This is no joke.

If the Protoss really dared to touch the General's Tomb, maybe they would really be attacked by the two races of humans and demons.

Seeing the joy of the human and demon races, the Protoss players, in addition to sighing, can only sigh, and even Kavin III can't find a good way to solve it.

Of course.

The discussion did not stop at the general's grave treaty, and the three PKs also attracted everyone's attention and became a topic of discussion among players for a long time.

What bell queen hangs Evan Gatling, what Bao Brother Giant Bull slashes two thousand six, what Mo Shaojun's murderous spirit is raging and surrenders without a fight, it can be regarded as letting players see what is called high-end combat power, full of passion!

In the midst of all the talk.

Returning to the third floor of the General's Tomb and brushing up on the Yellow Spring for another three hours of experience, he clicked on the Heart of Arets and flew out.

Target, (7856,0015).

With a flash of white light, Huang Quan came to the place agreed with Nalan Shanshan.

It was a seaside cliff adjacent to the Protoss outpost, already on the edge of the Bonelands map.

When Huang Quan arrived here, Nalan Shanshan was sitting on a big rock, looking eastward, confused.

I have to say.

The art of the game "War" is still very good.

Standing beside this cliff and looking at the magnificent East China Sea, the soul has received a sense of baptism.

Greedy took a deep breath.

The air was filled with the salty smell of seawater, which made Huangquan feel a little trance, as if he had really returned to reality and stood on the seashore.

"Huh? How does it feel familiar? Could it be that you have lived by the sea in reality? ”

After thinking for a moment and gaining nothing, Huang Quan shook his head and smiled bitterly, and came to Nalan Shanshan.

"Here we go!"

"It's coming!"

Both of them are preoccupied, full of worries but don't know where to start.

Thereupon.

Just like two stone sculptures, the two of them stand one by one, overlooking the East China Sea, each with their own thoughts.

Ultimately.

It was Huang Quan who broke the silence.

"Sanshan, well, I can call you that!"

"Hmm!" Nalan Shanshan nodded lightly, and her gaze moved to Huangquan.

"Take a closer look at me and see if I can think of something!"

Let's be honest.

Huang Quan knew that he was not eye-catching, and it was still very stressful to let such a big beauty as Nalan Shanshan stare at him.

However, in order to retrieve his memory, in order to grasp this faint clue, Huang Quan also let go, standing there with rough skin and thick flesh, letting Nalan Shanshan's gaze continue to roam over him.

Pity.

Dozens of seconds later, Nalan Shanshan shook her head: "I can't remember, I only have feelings, no memories!" ”

Alas!

With a deep sigh, Huang Quan sat on the big rock next to him, very depressed.

That's right!

"Shanshan, can you tell me about some of your real-life things? Well, if you find it inconvenient, I didn't say it! ”

Huang Quan still didn't give up, and wanted to find his own shadow from Nalan Shanshan's memory.

"I, ah, I was born in a very remote mountain village, my mother left early, and my father raised me; My father was a hunter and made a living by hunting, in fact, the so-called relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, most of the people in our mountain village made a living by hunting; I remember when I was a child, my father caught a white fox for me, and it was beautiful......"

"Later, when I was about 12 years old, a primary school was built in the village, and a lot of teachers came, you know, in our mountains, many people have never studied in their lives, so after this school was established, all the children in the village came to our village, and I still remember a child, hahaha, who is funny......"

"Then I left the village and went to the city, went to school, worked, and then came here!"

It was a very uneventful experience.

There is no thrilling, no adventure is exciting, and if this is written as an autobiography, it is estimated that it will not even sell a copy.

However, Huang Quan, who was concerned with himself, did not drop a word, listened to it all, and thought about it repeatedly in his mind.

"I look the same age as this Nalan Shanshan, is it possible that I am also from the mountains?"

"Well, I'm still not impressed!"

"Anyway, there seems to be something wrong!"

There's really a problem.

In the process of Nalan Shanshan's recollection, Huang Quan discovered a very strange thing.

When recounting the memories of his childhood, Nalan Shanshan's face was full of expression, and the narration was particularly clear. However, when the situation was described as leaving the mountain village and going to the city, it suddenly changed, and it sounded as if she was telling someone else's story, but Nalan Shanshan's face no longer had that kind of expression.

"Could it be that your memory is blurry?"

"No, if you look at it chronologically, the easiest thing to blur should be the memory of your childhood, not the memory of growing up!"