Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Loss of the First Fortress

Eastern of the Imperial City of the Unicorn, in the Salenco Mountains!

"Do you know how many times this is?" The cold voice came, as if a spell, and every time he turned into white light, he was forcibly pulled up and resurrected in place, and the man in front of him, drunk Qianqiu, used to be a waste that he disdained before, but now he was looking at him like an ant. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Please!" Drunk Qianqiu is undoubtedly a handsome man, his thin sharp lips are slightly raised, that is the posture of the victor! "Brother Jun, weren't you crazy before, but now? The guild you single-handedly established is now in my hands, and your best buddy Thunder has been deleted, oh no, it's because normal brain waves and mind sensing can't be detected, hehe! Brother Jun! Remember the first time I came to you and said something to you? ”

"What's the matter, Brother Jun, can't you remember?" In the game, Drunk Qianqiu's joking voice came: "It's okay, winter melon, go on!" ”

"Do you know, Brother Jun?" Looking at Lin Jun who was panting in front of him, Drunk Qianqiu smiled and said, "I have countless ways to torture you and even kill you in seconds, I said that I will definitely kill you back to level zero!" Right? I am a man of faith! Hehe! Fan, resurrect winter melon! ”

"There's nothing I can't get from drunk, if you don't want to be like your brother and start living like a dog today, oh forgot to tell you!" Drunk Qianqiu smiled: "That old man who is not very good-tempered is also forced to death by me!" ”

"If it's a nightmare, let me never wake up!"

The familiar picture disappeared in an instant, Drunk Qianqiu's demon-like laughter was still echoing in his ears, the hellish sound made people tremble, Lin Jun sat up straight suddenly, his back was soaked, this familiar dream has been haunting him like a nightmare recently, Lin Jun, who was lost and depressed, felt a deep powerlessness, not to mention that the God of War realm has disappeared, even if the God of War realm is still there, Drunk Qianqiu, who has embarked on the road of devouring, definitely has the strength to fight with him, God knows how far Drunk Qianqiu will grow, Now Lin Jun is like a child who has fallen out of favor, all the aura used to be focused on him, but now it is bleak.

"I've slept here......" Lin Jun slapped his head: "It's over, I don't know how long I've been asleep!" Lin Jun rolled out of bed and looked at the time, he rubbed his head and said depressedly: "It's been ten hours, grass!" ”

After quickly climbing into the game warehouse, Lin Jun entered the game, as soon as he went online, Lin Jun felt the changes in the surrounding scene, this is no longer the familiar Medir Fortress, this is the closest line of defense from the Medir Fortress, Lin Jun is quite familiar with here, after the teleportation ended, Lin Jun looked around, and at this time, a figure around discovered Lin Jun's existence, and after recognizing Lin Jun, this person said excitedly: "Jun...... Brother Jun......"

Before Lin Jun could see Su Hu's appearance clearly, Su Hu had already said with a crying voice: "Yes...... I'm sorry Brother Jun......"

"When did you lose it?" Lin Jun knew the setting of this game too well, and looked at Su Hu, who was extremely depressed, and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Drunk Qianqiu made a move?" ”

"Yes!" Su Hu nodded vigorously: "I lost it three hours ago, Drunk Qianqiu directly blasted through the East City Gate with more than a hundred top professions, and I couldn't resist at all, although we also killed dozens of their super masters, but it was useless......"

Lin Jun's body stayed in place, more than a hundred top professions, what kind of concept is this Fools know it, it is impossible for any force to appear in this game stage a hundred four-turn masters, absolutely impossible, not even a hundred, fifty is impossible, even if it is King's Landing now, there are only thirty four-turn before and after, this is already the largest number of four-turn in the whole server, and Drunk Qianqiu actually leads more than a hundred top professions, which shows that those forces that cooperate with Drunk Qianqiu have also all shot, Such a move represents their determination to destroy King's Landing, they do not allow Lin Jun and King's Landing to have a chance to turn over, this time this war must have a result.

Looking at Lin Jun's silent face, it was the first time for Su Hu to see Lin Jun in such a godless state, Su Hu also knew Lin Jun's current situation, he shook his head and sobbed, "My Demon Chaos Giant Eagle...... Killed by Concentrated Fire in an awakened state, I want to delay their chance to destroy the Flying Fortress...... It's a pity it didn't work......"

Speaking of this, Su Hu finally couldn't help but lower his head, he didn't want Lin Jun to see the tearful appearance, this player who was just a nameless junior in King's Landing from the beginning because he met Lin Jun, because he was promoted by Lin Jun's help, he became the first super aerial warrior who was famous in King's Landing and even the whole server step by step, and Su Hu's eighth-order Demon Chaos Giant Eagle almost represents the highest level of aerial riding in this game, but unfortunately he was killed in the awakened state now, so even if he was strong before, it could only become history, There is no longer the possibility of a resurrection.

"I'm sorry Boss, I'm useless!" Su Hu lowered his head, the emotions he had been holding back finally collapsed when he saw Lin Jun, he lowered his head and sobbed: "If I hadn't lost, we wouldn't have lost if the air support was still there...... We won't lose......"

"Su Hu has done his best!" Seeing Lin Jun's appearance and the current situation, one by one players frantically rushed over, and the shadow thief Little Pudding was also the first to speak: "If it weren't for Su Hu to defend in the air, it is estimated that we would have lost a long time ago, he has done well enough!" ”

"Yes Boss!" Someone chimed in: "Seven of the ironclad flying dragon legions on the opposite side are already eighth-order, and there are more than a dozen blood-colored griffons that have reached the eighth-order, and it is already a miracle that Su Hu killed five eighth-order ones on the opposite side alone, and now Su Hu's pets have all ......."

One by one, the players wailed, they couldn't accept such a result, unlike the loss of the fortress in the past, this time everyone felt the determination of the drunken Qianqiu, this time it was definitely not a simple plunder and fight, this time it was a battle related to the life and death of the guild.

"I'm sorry, it's my responsibility!" Lin Jun stood in place and said, "If I had been online before, maybe the situation would have been better!" ”

"How can I blame you, boss, you haven't been offline for a day, if you do something like that again, you will definitely have an accident!"

"It's okay with you, boss, the opponent is too strong this time, the lineup is too strong!"

Lin Jun shook his head, he saw the figures walking back and forth in the distance, Lin Jun suddenly found the elite group moving towards this side, he looked at Su Hu who was bowing his head and was silent, and then Lin Jun roared angrily: "Lei Zi! ”