Sincerely seeking refuge, only to receive a look from the other side, which made Mo Shang Canglang feel particularly shameless. I think back then, the Mo Shang family was a relatively small and prestigious force in the country. I think back then... thinking about it, thinking about it, Mo Shang Canglang's face
Showing a wry smile, forget it. With their current strength, no one would be willing to ask others to open a branch hall for them. One branch hall, 3,000 people! How much power is that?
"Okay, I won't ask for a separate class. Can you at least give me a deputy?" As a last resort, he had to settle for the next best thing. Who let the iron blood be a white thigh? Ever since I embraced this thigh,
There are signs of resurrection from the dead in the Temple of War. If this miracle can happen again to him, it won't be a big deal to suffer a little grievance.
"How many more people do you have?" Lu Yun felt that this guy is still a little ignorant of current affairs. There are only two deputy hall leaders in a branch, and they are also high-ranking. Can he easily appoint others? Besides, Iron Blood is now
There were only two branch halls, and there were four deputy hall masters in front of them. Who should come down? He really wanted to give this guy a hammer to wake him up.
When asked how many people there were, Mo Shang Canglang was obviously embarrassed and twitched the corner of his mouth twice: "Including me, there are 88 people left."
"88 people?" Lu Yun couldn't help but laugh and told the other party with his eyes that for a person like you, you just want to buy a stock and become the deputy hall leader. Isn't this a dream?
Maybe he found that his request was a bit excessive. Mo Shang Canglang couldn't help but blushed a little. He explained: "There are 88 of us, although our levels have dropped a lot and our equipment has been exploded. However, our technology is still there, as long as we
Give me some time and we can get back on our feet."
"Really?" Lu Yun raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a strange smile.
In an unknown courtyard in Pojun City, the core members of Tie Xue rushed over after receiving the order. More than a dozen people from the Mo Shang family also came. Among them, the one with the best equipment was Mo Shang Cang Lang, who had one
A set of excellent equipment, while others are relatively miserable, very similar to the original War Temple.
"What kind of fuss is going on?" After carefully looking at the people of the Mo Shang family, Duanjian Zhanxue asked Lu Yun with a puzzled expression. If they were fighting in a group, the people on the other side would not be able to see enough. To put it bluntly, Lu Yun
One person can take care of everyone on the opposite side, so do we still need to call the core of the gang? Moreover, we have even called people from Qingfeng Pavilion. We don’t have the luxury to play like this.
"Yes, we are leveling up! Boss, don't you look at it. In the past few days of the expedition to Nanzhao, the Donghao Kingdom's level list has undergone earth-shaking changes, and others have done everything they can to climb your head."
People complained one after another, but Lu Yun flexed his hands and let them complain with a look on his face that was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. Opposite, the people on the street all had sulky expressions on their faces, which was completely ignoring them! However, look at both sides of them.
Comparing levels and equipment, they could only swallow their resentment.
The competition began soon. There were three games in total, and the winner was the winner of two games. After consideration, we could not send too strong people to fight in this competition, otherwise there would be no comparison at all. After choosing, Lu Yun sent Broken Sword and Setting Sun, Liu Yun
Yue Feihuo and Ximen Daguanren.
The first game, Ximen Daguanren (Shield Warrior) vs. Mo Shang Kuangsha (Samurai).
Moshang Kuangsha, level 61, excellent level spear + excellent level armor, other equipment is outstanding level. Ximen Daguanren, level 67, complete set of rare level equipment. When these two people come together, it is like a rich man meeting.
Feeling like a beggar.
"If anyone loses, he can report to Uncle Wuhen himself."
Lu Yun's voice came from behind, and the official of Ximen couldn't help but shudder. He locked his eyes on his opponent, quickly drew his sword, and suddenly slashed at the opponent with the long sword glowing with orange light.
Kuangsha on Mo Shang raised his spear horizontally, stepped forward to block, and blocked the high official's attack with a clang. The spear swung along with the trend and swept towards the high official's legs.
The high official ducked the attack and quietly swiped his sword at the opponent's waist, knocking out one-third of his energy and blood. He stepped back a distance of two meters. This distance was extremely dangerous for a samurai.
The best attack position. When the warrior just retreated, the spear in his hand shook and turned into several spear flowers to hit him.
However, the high official retreated completely out of the attack range of the samurai, and struck out a stab through the heart. When the opponent withdrew his attack, he leaned forward and pierced through the heart with his sword.
Ximen Daguanren won, and the iron-blooded people were not happy, as if victory was what they deserved. But the people on Moshang were very surprised. Everyone could see that Ximen Daguanren had just deceived Kuangsha on Moshang by retreating.
If there is a slight mistake in the distance between the combo and the retreat, he will be damaged by four consecutive hits. It is hard to say what the result will be.
The second game, Liuyue Feihuo (Musketeer) vs. Mo Shang Qingfeng (Swordsman).
As soon as he came off the stage, Mo Shang Qingfeng showed a look of envy when he saw the Tiangong musket in Liuyue Feihuo's hand. However, the musketeer faced the swordsman in a one-on-one duel. No matter how he looked at it, he was the loser, and he felt a little happy in his heart.
.If we can win this round, we can save face for the Mo Shang family.
However, wishes are full, but reality is very skinny. Mo Shang Qingfeng looked down upon Liu Yue Fei Huo. As soon as the battle started, he rushed up with his sword. Liu Yue Fei Huo held his gun and remained motionless, waiting for him to come up and strike.
At that moment, he suddenly used "Back Jump Shooting" and jumped back seven meters. At the same time, the gun sprayed out a tongue of fire, and the soul-binding bullet hit Mo Shang Qingfeng indiscriminately.
Slow down!
With a bang, a white light flashed across Liuyue Feihuo's body, "Boom, boom..." In the blink of an eye, he fired five shots, all of which hit Mo Shang Qingfeng. Three of them were fatal, killing him instantly.
They didn't even fight back, and they lost two games in a row. The next one was meaningless. However, the people in Mo Shang were very unwilling to accept it. They believed that the loss was due to level and equipment. They asked everyone to wear the same level equipment to compete again.
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How could Lu Yun have the patience to compete with them anymore? He gave Mo Shang Canglang a blank look. If this guy also wanted to make excuses for his failure, he would never agree to take them in.
Mo Shang Canglang stretched out his hand to signal his members to stop making trouble, then walked up to Lu Yun and sighed softly: "We are not as skilled as others, so if we lose, we will lose. I won't make any demands anymore, I just hope that Tie Xue can accept our gang."
brother."
"Seeing how sincere you are, I reluctantly accepted it."
Mo Shang Canglang's lips trembled a few times: "Thank you! We will behave well." He now deeply understands what it feels like to be a dignified leader of a clan and a member of another gang, and to live under someone else's roof.
I am quite satisfied with Mo Shang Canglang's performance. It's not scary to lose. What's scary is that I dare not admit that I lost. Furthermore, the suppression of attributes really made them suffer a lot, plus they were facing the Iron-Blooded Gang.
As the best among them, their loss was not ugly. At least, he thought that if they were given a chance to let Wuhen take a shot, there would still be room for improvement.
"There are 88 of you, then form a regiment and belong to Qingfeng Pavilion."
Mo Shang Canglang was about to thank Lu Yun, but then he heard that he said that they were organized into Qingfeng Pavilion, and he felt sad and angry again. Qingfeng Pavilion was full of female players, they were women's soldiers, and they were organized into Qingfeng Pavilion. Could it be that they were talking about them?
Is my strength worthy only of being with women?
Regardless of whether Mo Shang Cang Lang wanted it or not, the matter was settled. Lu Yun dismissed everyone and left Pojun City alone. Now it was really time for him to practice leveling.
Opening the map, to the west of Xinfengyuan is a place called Broken Soul Ridge. There are monsters around level 70 there, which is more suitable for him to level up.
After getting ready, we set out across the trade wind plains and entered Duanhun Ridge. The green grassland turned into mountains with lush vegetation. After entering Duanhun Ridge, we explored a small map of Shangdi. At the foot of the ridge, there is a place with a special name.
Attract Lu Yun’s attention—Guardian Camp!
"It turns out that the expedition force of Qinglong Sanctuary is here." Lu Yun chuckled softly, closed the map, and planned to take a stroll to the guardian camp. Perhaps, he could also meet that little stubborn girl Han Xue here.
Well. Speaking of that little stubborn girl, he hasn't seen her for a long time. I wonder if she still has a stern face all day long.
In fact, sometimes, Lu Yun thinks that Han Xue is quite cute. She is the kind of person who is sharp-tongued and has a soft heart. That time at the Tomb of Bones, when she sacrificed her life to save him, she was not ambiguous at all.
Thinking of getting to the camp as soon as possible, Lu Yun took a shortcut and quickly descended to the bottom of the mountain with the help of rocks and plants on the mountainside.
At the foot of the mountain is a dense forest, covered with towering ancient trees. On the gravel-strewn mud, there are many mutated bat monsters. This is a humanoid monster with bat wings. He has seen them in Nanzhao Kingdom.
All of the same kind were strong on the outside and dry on the inside, and could be defeated with three swords. He cleared the monsters along the way, and soon walked through the dense forest. At the foot of the mountain ahead, a camp covering several hundred square meters appeared in front of him.
"Stop, guardian camp, don't break into it!"
When Lu Yun walked to the camp gate, the guard guarding the gate obviously didn't know that the swordsman had arrived. He put on a proud and disgusting face and blocked Lu Yun's way with the big sword in his hand.
With a clang, Lu Yun pulled out the Qinglong Sword. Under the sunlight, the water on the sword reflected the scaly light, which was extremely bright. The guardian thought he was hostile at first, so he took a step back and assumed a vigilant posture.
.After seeing the holy sword in his hand clearly, the guardian immediately withered.
"I didn't know that the swordsman was here, please punish me!" With a trembling sound, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and he immediately knelt down on one knee.
"Get up." Lu Yun put on an expression that said he would not be surprised if he didn't know anything, "Is Han Xue here?"
When Han Xue was mentioned, the guardian was stunned for a moment before replying: "She is here."
"Take me to see her."
The guardian was stunned for a moment and said, "Sword Master, don't you go and see Commander Han first?"
"Who is Chief Han?" Lu Yun was a little impatient. This NPC was really verbose. If it weren't for his identity, he would definitely kick him in the face to let him know what it means to wash your face with combat boots.
The Guardian was even more surprised that Qinglong Swordsman did not recognize Chief Han. He immediately explained to Lu Yun that Chief Han was the commander of this unit, Han Xingze. Lu Yun had heard this name mentioned by the old man of the Holy Envoy, and it was a person with the same status as Han.
The sword guard. In other words, the status is lower than him.
Is there any reason in the world for a superior person to seek an audience with a inferior person?