"What did he do? When will you be back? ”

"This is a matter of guild confidentiality, and I can't tell the president the specific whereabouts." The elven thief replied politely, "But with a friendly reminder, the president shouldn't be out for too long this time, and he said that he would focus on the ranks." ”

The beautiful swordsman nodded, didn't say anything more, and turned around and walked towards the mercenary union.

Although her back was hidden by her cloak, and she carried two crossed one-handed swords, it still could not hide her graceful posture.

"The best, the best." The elf thief shook his head and sighed, "It's just a little weaker than my Yali." ”

The orc wiped his saliva and smiled: "Brother Xinxin, you changed so quickly, wasn't it still your family Xiusi before, why did you become Yali now?" ”

"Isn't it stupid, your future sister-in-law's full name will be Alysius."

I sighed for only one second, and there was a little sentimentality written on my face, the sadness of looking up at 45 degrees, and the sadness of twitching at 15 degrees at the corners of my mouth, how could others understand.

He opened his mouth and chanted, "Ah...... In that far away place, there was a good girl, and whenever people walked by her window, they would stop and look around......"

"It's started again, come on, brothers!"

"Have you noticed, why are there a lot of people at other recruitment points, but we are full of people here?"

"Hey! If you think about it, who are we? ”

"Yangyue City? Four talents? ”

"Why use a questioning tone, a little bit for sure! We are, the four great talents of Yangyue City! ”

"So the girl is afraid of being fascinated by our charm, and the man is jealous of our amazing appearance...... Got it? ”

"That's a great word! Get your hands off the way! This landlord brother wants it! ”

The elven thief stood there and continued to concave the shape, and the afterglow swept to the fact that the beautiful swordsman had entered the mercenary union on the side.

The news has reached the ears of the old wolf, and soon, the figure of the old wolf appeared on the street and entered the mercenary union.

But the old wolf pounced, and did not find the nine-and-a-half-level beautiful swordsman in his heart, and regretted that he could only scold the elf thief.

"Job referrals?"

Mu Qian, who was walking on the edge of the basin and looking at the scenery, frowned, "You see clearly, it's a wind thief?" ”

"Screenshots are ......"

"Humph! When that woman reappeared, she immediately held me down! Boss Mu snorted coldly, "This scroll was opened by Linglong, and she replaced it with a file breastplate. ”

"Isn't it, Linglong girl is such a loser? A hidden class with a change of gear? The old wolf couldn't laugh or cry.

Boss Mu squeezed out a sentence for a long time: "What's the matter with the loser, some are the ones who let her lose." ”

The old wolf smiled: "Look, look, I don't want to say two words!" You are a historical example of having a daughter-in-law and forgetting your brother! ”

"Do not discredit my integrity and my vigorous righteousness."

"Old wolf, you're there too."

The wandering poet suddenly entered the 'president's office' of the guild channel, and his words were a little angry: "President, I think we should go back first and return the money to their Holy Heaven." The water is too muddy! Let's not go! ”

As soon as he heard the refund, the housekeeper old wolf was anxious, "What's the matter, how long have you just been there, and you lost?" ”

"Don't worry," Boss Mu stopped, looked at the scattered battlefields around him, and the enemies who were guarded all over the ground, and thought for a moment, "Is it someone from Holy Heaven?" ”

"A mad dog named the Holy Family dragged a few thousand people over, saying that he wanted to fight you head-on."

The wandering poet looked at the black and oppressive figure on the bank of the moat, except for the scholar of the Holy Qing Dynasty, the other high-level officials had already moved to the bottom, noisy and noisy, and the scene was very chaotic.

When the old wolf heard this, he immediately forgot that gold coins were not gold coins or something, and scolded: "What a!" We went to help the boxer, and the other party couldn't get along with us! Let's come back, I'll ask them to return the money! If you dare to ask for liquidated damages, we will pull someone over to fight with them! ”

"Calm down."

Mu Qian took out a scroll back to the city and said with a smile: "Wandering, you continue to command here, just act as if nothing happened, I'll go back and take a look." ”

A tree in the village next to him suddenly shouted, "Teacher." ”

"Huh?"

"The old guy sent a voice message to me and told me that the mad dog just now wanted to trouble you, but he has stopped him, I hope you don't mind."

Mu Qian played with the scroll of returning to the city in his hand, and he didn't tear it open in a hurry, he asked, "How do you think this Holy Heaven accumulation poison should be removed?" ”

"A strong man breaks his wrist and scrapes his bones to cure poison...... Teacher, I don't know much about this. ”

"What you say makes sense, everyone knows this truth, it depends on whether you can give it up." Mu Qian shook his head, and then tore open the scroll back to the city, "It's all here, I'll go and see how messed up this Holy Heaven high-level has become." ”

In this way, it is also convenient to make plans to dig the corners of the Holy Heavens.

There was a tree in the village that took a scroll and tore it open, and followed Mu Qian without saying anything.

On the other side of the moat, the Holy Three Organs waved a big bone stick, like a sheep driver, constantly driving away the mad dogs of the Holy Family who wanted to pass, and kept scolding in his mouth:

"You're a little bunny, aren't you? If you spread it, you won't be afraid of other people's jokes! You don't have a face, I still want this old face! ”

"Holy three organs, I respect you as my father's brother!" The mad dog thief spat, "Don't rely on the old and sell the old here!" Provoked me, today I will push you together! ”

"Then you fight! You fight! The Holy Three Visceral Beast's eyes widened, and it moved in the direction of the Mad Dog Thief with its hands outstretched, with the name of the Vice President of Holy Heaven on top of its head.

The Holy Family Mad Dog can scold him angrily, that is because he also has the name of an elder, and the Holy Heaven player who was recruited by this mad dog, although he belongs to the mad dog faction, does not dare to really have any excesses against the Holy Three Organs.

Therefore, when the three organs of the saints are forward, they all retreat backwards, making the scene more and more chaotic.

It feels like a crazy old man wielding a bone stick and making trouble......

Many of the high-ranking members of the Holy Heaven stood aside as if they were bustling, or crossed their arms, or approached each other and whispered, but they were all cold-eyed bystanders.

This can be seen in the multitude of factions in the Holy Heaven.

And the method of 'stabilizing the situation' of the Holy Three Organs, no matter how you look at it, is relying on the old man to sell the old man and gag, and there is no grace and majesty at all.

On the city wall, the wandering poet felt that there was an extra person standing beside him, and turned his head to look at this Shengqing scholar.

The elegant middle-aged uncle said: "From you, I seem to see the shadow of my youth, which is really nostalgic." ”

"The scholar president has just reached the prime of life, why should he feel this way." The wandering poet smiled and said that he had a good sense of the scholar president.

"To make you see the joke, these guys are a real headache. Originally, it was ambitious, but now I finally understand that it is better to keep a business than to start a business. ”

"Isn't the Scholar President the founder of Holy Heaven?" The wandering poet was a little puzzled, but then he felt that he had made some gaffes.

Sure enough, the Holy Qing scholar's face was a little gloomy, but the president was sentimental: "Few people already know the history of our Holy Heaven?" That's a bit of a frustration. ”

The wandering poet smiled awkwardly and explained, "We have just entered the game, and we have never been exposed to the game world before. ”

As soon as these words came out, the gloom of the scholars of the Holy Qing Dynasty increased.

The wandering poet can only remain silent, always feeling that he is always saying the wrong thing today.

The scholar of Shengqing shook his head and sighed lightly, looked at the few people pulling and pulling on the side of the moat, and said with a wry smile: "If it weren't for Uncle Sanvisca insisting that I take this position, I wouldn't want to face this mess." ”

Mu Qian walked under the two of them with a big sword and his followers, heading towards the bank of the moat.

The wandering poet looked at his back, trying to divert the subject, and laughed: "I suddenly thought of a very interesting comparison. ”

The scholar of the Holy Qing Dynasty also liked this elegant white-robed sacrifice very much, "Let's hear it, anyway, the battle situation in this Scarlet City has been decided." ”

"I don't mean to be offended."

"It's okay, I'm not one of those women with small bellies."

"President Shengqing has ever thought about what kind of temperament president is suitable for leading the guild?" The wandering poet threw out the question.

"Temperament? This is somewhat interesting, at the very least, it should be convincing to the public. ”

Wandering poet: "Serving the public is the passing line of personality charm, and the temperament I am talking about is also the level of personal charm." For example, President Shengqing is an elegant style, does not compete with others, and everything is light, which makes people admire. For example, we will ......"

The scholar of Shengqing said with a smile: "Domineering, be the hegemon of the world." ”

"Another example, Mu Zifeng, the person at the helm of Qianfeng, has a civil and military merger and outstanding temperament."

"You praise him, but I am extremely happy," the Shengqing scholar smiled and narrowed his eyes, and said, "Another example is the master of the temple of gods, mysterious and quite means, for the heroes of the world." Then there is the person in charge of the God Destroyer, I have dealt with her, but she can be called a strange woman, and the future is limitless. ”

"The people I have come into contact with are only at the level of the Sword God and the family next door," the wandering poet shook his head, "Naturally, they can't enter the sight of the Holy Qing Lord." ”

"Anyone who can support a guild is a person, and don't judge heroes by the size of the guild."

The two looked at each other and smiled, both feeling that they had suddenly met a confidant, and continued to comment on the heroes and heroes on the city wall, sometimes laughing heartily.

In the mouth of the wandering poet, the sword god Simon is a little mediocre, but he can only act on the scene and incite people's hearts, and he is not a hero; Hot-blooded young people are ambitious and talented, and it is difficult to become a climate; Next door, Lao Li stuck to himself, and he lacked the determination to achieve great things.

He focused on Lao Li next door, because he always felt that he was similar to the temperament of the Shengqing scholars.

The scholar of Shengqing talked about his circle of friends, the leader of the Wanderer Alliance is eloquent, the president of the Brotherhood Alliance is ambitious, and the boss of the bloody battle is a bloody man...... These are all the top 20 large guilds in China, and naturally there are many heroes.

These two people are about to cook a glass of wine, find a green plum as a background, and also have a hero who cooks wine.

After saying that there were more than 20 names, the wandering poet concluded: "Can President Shengqing have a comparison? ”

"Those who are suitable for leading guilds, tyrants, generals, wise men, and heroes, there are no more than these four categories." The scholar of Shengqing said with a smile: "Although there are many generals, it is difficult to find a hegemon, in this virtual world, you will be able to create a great cause." Heroes can't be judged, but they can often cover the sky with one hand; And the wise man is resourceful and brave, like me, can only be like a puppet. ”

"President Shengqing has spoken." The wandering poet took a detour, and finally turned his words to the topic he wanted to say, and listened to him: "In my eyes, the Shengqing will have great plans but little bravery. ”

"Oh? What do you mean by that? ”

"President Shengqing should understand. If it weren't for you and me, I wouldn't dare to point fingers at the Holy Heaven. If the words are offended, bear with them. ”

The wandering poet arched his hand and said no more.

"Since you and I are in love, what is there to offend or not."

Chairman Shengqing's eyes were slightly deep, staring at the big sword swordsman who had already walked to the moat arch bridge, with a slight emotion in his eyes.

"The ancients used to say that heroes come out of youth, and the world is really like this. Overlords, like emperors. ”

The two men on the city wall were silent at the same time...... And in the mouths of these two crepe cloth armor players, the 'overlord' who walked down the arch bridge with a big sword on his shoulder, opened his mouth and said:

"That's how the Holy Heaven treats the lonely and widowed elderly?"

The holy three organs turned their heads and roared: "The old man is talking about juvenile madness, the emperor boy, the old man is now full of children and grandchildren!" ”

The eyes around him then fell on Mu Qian.

The mad dog of the Holy Family, who was pinned down by the Holy Three Organs, roared: "Kill him for me!" ”

"I'll see who dares to move!"