Chapter 908 The Last Way

As the saying goes, if a son is wrong, he will lose everything.

The archer resurrection point in Yunduan City, Yinshazhu really wanted to cry like a tearful person. But after his subordinates were teleported one after another, Yinshazhu could only pretend to be strong and stepped forward to pat the other person's shoulder one by one: "This time, I blame me, I didn't expect Qianli Yizhu to be so despicable, and I even brought temporary test questions to change."

"The question was about the thin waist dance." Someone reminded the printing of sandpaper.

"I have ignored this as much as the most toxic woman." The voice of the sand-printing paper was a little hoarse.

"How are you guys?" The sand paper looked at the people who were both archers, all of whom were from their group at that time.

"It seems that all those who can die are dead." One person replied.

If you die and haven't seen it yet, then there is a reason. The thief is not at this resurrection site, but at the thief union.

"Damn it!" Yinshazhi kicked the ground out of a pit angrily.

"What's going on over there now?" Zhaoshapai asked in the channel. In addition to the people who were exposed to the city gate, there was also a group of people. The layout of Zhaoshapai is quite particular. Everyone is not piled up together, but they are not too far apart. Everything has to be taken care of. This accident was originally an opportunity to take care of, such as the two buddies who started to sacrifice, and everyone could run away from it. But Zhaoshapai was too confident and played with the other party. Unexpectedly, the other party was not so sloppy, so he played with him instead.

Finally, I ran to answer the questions with confidence, thinking that I knew the answers to the test questions, but I couldn't resist them changing the questions temporarily. I didn't say this wrong answer, but I also stung a bunch of brothers. The sandpaper was still patting someone on the shoulder to cheer up others, and my face was quite worthwhile.

At this time, I asked about the situation there, but there was no news for a while. After a while, the third group of people were actually sent back.

"What's going on?" Yinshazhi was stunned. Seeing their tragedy, he thought that this group of people would not go to answer questions stupidly again, and would not lose their lives if they were waiting there until they were still moving. Who would have thought that everyone would be so fast?

The archer who came back was very depressed and spitted on the ground: "That guy Qianli Yizhu called out and asked the players to help supervise each other. Then he asked to see who would not reply. We originally wanted to make up for the numbers in the crowd, but the players in Yunduan City were so fucking unrighteous that they sold us immediately. Fuck, what."

"What are you saying?!" Yinshapapaper quickly stopped the man and continued to curse. This is Yunduan City, and this guy is scolding the players of Yunduan City. Now, there are already several very unfriendly eyes coming.

Seeing that the other party had no reaction, he left, and Zhaoshapao breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "It seems that this is not enough to wait for the rabbit. We have to change our plan."

"How about we change the place to guard!" someone suggested.

"It would be best if we could be scattered in places where several crowds gathered together, but the problem is that we don't have enough manpower. Although there are many assassins, there are only two eyes, alas!" Yinshazhi sighed.

"But don't be discouraged, there are always ways." Yinshapapao said, while he came out with the archers to resurrection point, thinking about where to go next, when a sudden pain behind him.

"Fuck!!" the sandpaper screamed.

There is an ambush outside the resurrection site. How could I forget such an old-fashioned technique?

It was too late to react to the sandpaper, and a team of assassins floating around had surrounded their archers. In the melee battle, the archers had no chance of victory, even if they were masters like sandpaper.

"Who is the one who takes the lead?" Yun Zhongmu asked majesticly among the assassin's pile.

"I." The sealed sandpaper was stunned, and the other party wanted to negotiate.

"Just him, he will have some strength, he will have good things." Yun Zhongmu Chaochao pointed to the sandpaper.

The sandpaper almost cried. Sometimes there are some weird superstitions among players, very unscientific superstitions. For example, some people think that killing monsters faster will increase the explosion rate, while others think that the last blow will increase the explosion rate... These are all things that the official announced without vagueness, but the players turn a blind eye and still enjoy it.

Players also need faith, but believing in game companies is very shameful, so everyone creates their own faith. Some people explain this.

Yun Zhongmu and his brothers seem to have people of faith. It seems that they believe that they will "kill hard" in PK and will explode good things. Yinshapapa has never heard of this statement. He only knows that after Yun Zhongmu's words, at least five knives stabbed him.

The sandpaper was powerless to resist. He had just come out of the resurrection point and went in again in a blink of an eye.

I regret printing sandpaper, really regret it. If I didn’t register for the household registration when I came here this time, I was sent back to my hometown by Qianli Yijiu just now, and this next hang can at least be avoided. And...

"Fuck!!" The sandpaper blurted out. He found that he was barefoot at this time and his boots were blowing out!

A sharpshooter, besides weapons, is probably a pair of good boots with no limits of speed. The boots for sandpaper are of course the best, but at this time they abandoned him without hesitation. Yun Zhongmu's "mechanics" seems to be very effective. At this time, he has already picked up the boots that the sandpaper fell out, looked at the attributes and laughed. Then he took off his pair of smelly shoes, stepped on them and walked hard, and smiled at the sandpaper in the resurrection point and said, "Good shoes, good."

The sandpaper was about to go crazy, and his brothers came back soon, and they grabbed the sandpaper that was almost rushing out.

"Don't be provoked, you'll die in vain when you go out." Everyone shouted in the ears of sandpaper.

Yun Zhongmu was extremely arrogant outside: "Can you go out? If you don't leave, we'll leave." As he waved his hand, a group of people were about to leave. Yun Zhongmu suddenly touched his pocket and took out something and threw it in: "Please wear it, it's cold on the ground."

The blood almost spurted out in the sandpaper. It was a pair of broken straw sandals that could not be broken. This was not equipment at all, but it was probably the kind of completely worthless garbage that the monsters fell out. It can be worn, but when you wear these shoes, the level 10 rookies who ask for two dollars to spend from brothers and sisters will look down on you.

An archer quickly went up and kicked the torn straw sandals away. One person took out a pair of boots from his pocket, which were at least equipment, and the sandpaper was also dealt with. Everyone comforted the sandpaper with a worried look. Although they hung up, the people who were still exposed to the equipment were of course pitiful. Besides, they knew how much attention the sandpaper attached to the sandpaper on the pair of boots.

This is the case on the Archer's Range, and the Thieves Union basically repeats the story here.

But there are no big names like sandpaper. Yun Xiang is leading the team, and he has many people, and he has a mix of professionals. It is obviously more troublesome to deal with thieves than to deal with archers with more obvious shortcomings.

However, in the end, he took the opponent down with zero casualties. The ambush was well designed and targeted. The thieves walked out together and were immediately surrounded. With Yun Xiang waved his hand, the mage group sent them back the same way. He could not even escape even if he sneaked away.

"Damn it, why are all men?" Fireball shook his head and expressed his dissatisfaction, lay on the gate of the thieves union and shouted in: "Hey, do you have girls in your union? Do you dare to send some girls here? Dare..."

Before the fireball was shouted, Yun Xiang was dragged away with a silence, and explained to the onlookers: "The people squatted across the world and flashed without any trouble."

"Tsk!" A girl in the onlooker saw through it at a glance: "That wretched boy is immortal among the flowers, and he is the only wizard in the shameless guild, and I know him."

Fireball was very happy and struggled to say a few words: "Haha, I am also a human being! Beautiful girl, do you have time to go to Yunjiao Lake for a late night snack? I am a chef at level 37!!!"

"Tang away, drag away quickly!" Yun Xiang shouted, and hurried several power players to come over and carry the fireball away.

"I just said I won't let this guy come!" Yun Xiang wiped his sweat.

"You can only take him with Boss Qianli." said someone else.

"Well, it's still possible for Boss Qianli to protect him!" Yun Xiang also admired. As expected, only Qianli Yizui could control him, and he was far from being so shameless.

"What about us now?" someone asked.

"Your life is three thousand, Mizostin, you two stay and continue to monitor. The others follow me to the backstreet." Yun Xiang waved his hand and took the people to wait and see if there was another chance. As a result, you were already shouting after a few steps: "They are leaving, teleport."

"All gone?" Yun Xiangchao looked at the resurrection point.

"No one left." I want you to have three thousand lives.

"Then keep it true!" Yun Xiang led everyone to ambush inside and outside the thieves' union again.

The professional mobility suitable for sneak attacks must be strong, either thieves or snatchers, so the Han family's young masters have already arranged these two resurrection points. Even though they have been exposed now, staying is still a restriction. Those who come back from death or go off the line or run away with a scroll, and there is no other choice.

"Oh my god!!!" Sand paper roared to the sky in the wilderness of Yunduan City. He did not fly back to his hometown, but wiped the coordinates and teleported randomly. Flying back to his hometown means he still has to come. Whether it is using a scroll or walking, it is very painful, so he chose to avoid it in the wild.

There are three archers beside the Sandpaper. No one else knows where they are going. The blank scrolls are randomly teleported, and the two are in one place, and the probability is almost the same as zero.

This place is desolate, and they are not familiar with the place of sandpaper, and they are lonely and painful. The sky is big but the earth is big but there is no place to stay.

"What should I do now?" asked the person around me.

"The assassination operation is difficult to succeed..." Yinshapa paper was in pain, and others were silent.

"In all our actions, the opponent expects the enemy to be the first, so how can we have a chance of winning?" Yinshazhi said.

"What should I do?"

"It seems that only the first way to read the wind and frost and have a good idea to propose low temperatures. Organize a team of people to find the second way. As long as the strength is enough to suppress it, it will be useless no matter how fast or refined the other party calculates the way." Yinshazhu said.

"But, I heard that last time, tens of thousands of people gathered in Yunduan City to eradicate the very arrogance, and later they were settled by Qianli Yizhu alone." During the days of lurking in Yunduan City, these guys also found a lot of information.

"I know, it was the period when his pk value was so high!" Yinshazhi said.

"yes!"

"But we are different from those tens of thousands of people. Those tens of thousands of people are just two sixth-level guilds in Yunduan City and a group of other mobs. What about us? We are from the 31 main city, the strength of 31 level 31 main city, 31 level 6th-level guilds. Can we fight two sixth-level guilds in a thousand miles and a thousand miles away, can we fight thirty-one? Can he do he do he do he do?" The sand paper began to whistle again.

"Boss, calm down!" the others hurriedly persuaded.

"There are twenty-six families now." Someone reminded me.

"He can fight the twenty-six families? Can he do it? Can he do it?" The sand paper roared again, and no one dared to stop it.

The sand paper was enough, and I sat down on the ground and made a list of friends.

His tragedy and the comedy that reads the weather are not mostly carried out.

After Fengshuang followed Ye Xiaowu and confirmed the second path, he was killed by Gu Fei and was so urinating.

The second path was found, and the way to suppress the powerful force could at least continue. This was the last comfort found in the sandpaper.

The guild has become their last support. As for themselves? No, they have fallen off level one by one for only two days, so that people are not like humans, ghosts, and ghosts. Level 40, which is just starting at level 40, is very low-end in their minds. In their minds, all the people at level 0 to 40 are rookies, but now many of them are sadly standing at the top of rookies.

"Guide, come quickly!" Sandpaper was lying in the wilderness and looking at the sky. He was looking forward to more support from his partners and more reliable partners.

The twenty-five big shots all received news that the assassination failed in the sandpaper operation. Everyone understood that it was time to take the last move.

They are actually not willing to go this path unless they have to.

This path is love, a great favor, and there will be many friends, friends of friends, friends of friends, friends of friends, and in short, the favors of everyone in the relationship network will be borrowed and used.

What is it for? They can no longer give an accurate answer. Or is it for Yingqi's reward? It is impossible. To help the brothers who sacrificed before? One thing is more about being angry, not fighting for steamed buns. This matter was originally caused by steamed buns, but now it has become a battle of intent. It was so embarrassed that everyone was so embarrassed that they could not swallow this. Those who could tolerate it and did not want to fight for the spirit have already withdrawn.

"Everyone is ready?" Bai Reading Fengshuang sent a group message.

The answers are consistent.

"So, now start to set off overnight, meet in Yueye City first and rest, and break through the second passage tomorrow and point directly to Yunduan City!" Fengshuang announced.

The elites dispatched the twenty-six main cities and began to move towards the same goal.

Although many of them were not willing, because of a favor, everyone gathered together and moved forward for the same goal.

"It's very amazing to defeat!" Everyone knew the purpose of their trip, and they heard the reason for the incident. Although they were inexplicable, everyone had reasons that they could not refuse.

Brothers! Friends! They got together for this reason.

Yunduan City suddenly became very quiet at this time. After the sand paper command was sent, the assassination operation had all stopped. The lurking assassin archers suddenly turned into people and lived in harmony with the players of Yunduan City. They were waiting for a bigger storm to arrive, and they felt that they could already see the sky of Yunduan City covered with dark clouds.

The people gathered by major figures were quickly counted. The twenty-six main cities had a total of 12,257 people.
To be continued...