Jian Wuxiao Hongchen pulled Yu Qing off the seat, poked his elbow, and signaled him to look to the right of the seven or eight people.

Yu Qing narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction he indicated. A magician who was only Gen No. 2 was wearing a high-end campus style outfit for the start of the school season. He obviously took a pure route, and the concealment was quite strict.

"Loli has three good things, light voice, soft body, easy to push down..." Jian Wuxiao Hongchen lowered her voice, looking dirty.

"I'm not like this, don't think of me as vulgar as you!"

Yu Qingyi said righteously, and at the same time he couldn't help but look at him and glanced around.

Humph! The front is not protruding, the back is not curled, the small A-significant, ridiculous...

"Are you sure she is really her, not him?" Yu Qing asked suspiciously.

"I can't guarantee this. I also introduced it through my friend's friend. I only met you if you want to attract a group of people and create a guild." Jian Wuxiao Hongchen said.

Jian Wuxiao Hongchen was so amused that the wandering gunman said he was serious, but as soon as he sat down, he couldn't help but glance around. His eyes were shining with brilliance. He hadn't stopped for almost ten minutes.

He almost led me to a very serious person.

Yu Qing's eyes fell on the head of this Lv36-level combat mage, and saw the ID on his head, "Vienna's cow".

A little familiar.

Have an impression.

"Damn it?!"

Yu Qing quickly opened the friend column and saw the same level 36 "Vienna cow" lying in his friend column, showing the online status, and still on the same channel.

Isn’t this a cruel person who wanted to turn his cat into a beautiful girl that night?

Don’t panic, don’t panic. Maybe ruthless people may like beautiful girls, but it doesn’t mean that she is not a loli in reality...

"Are you really sure she is a girl?"

Yu Qing looked at Jian Wuxiao Hongchen with strange eyes.

"Didn't I say it? I'm really not sure." Jian Wuxiao Hongchen smiled bitterly, but her heart was in a state of fuzzyness.

He was thinking to himself, "I'm here to let you join the guild. It's not that spring is coming, everything is reviving, and the season for animal mating is coming."

"Don't worry, it doesn't matter if she is her or not. I forgot to tell you that she is just the vice president, and the real president has someone else."

Jian Wuxiao Hongchen said affirmatively this time: "The president is really a 100% female player. He is very beautiful and very rich. I dare to pat my chest and make a promise!"

"Have you seen it? How could she be rich?" Yu Qing looked disbelieving.

"She is not here now, and suddenly she has something to go offline. Let's leave us here to discuss the affairs of the guild, but she will definitely come tonight." Jian Wuxiao Hongchen said with great certainty.

"However, we mortals can't imagine her wealth."

Yu Qing glanced at him.

If you don't have any idea, you will talk about your spine...

Jian Wu smiled at Hongchen and said, "Join us! The strength of our guild cannot be underestimated, especially the president!"

He was also a little depressed at this time. He was also a level 25 sword soul, and he was exhausted every day to fight monsters. He worked diligently, but within a few days, he was dropped from three levels by the wandering gunman.

How to do it? Is the gap between people so big?

"You guys can do it! Damn, 'Wings of Light'!"

Yu Qing clicked on Jianwuxia Hongchen's equipment and his eyes fell on a white lightsaber.

【Wings of Light】

Physical Attack Power 270

[Breaking the Extreme Sword] Skill 1

When attacking, there is a 1% chance to cause the enemy to enter the induction state.

Attack speed 5%

The most perverted attribute of this lightsaber is that it has 5% attack speed. The sword soul brings it with it. The ghost swordsmanship is played with, and the swordsmanship is shining with the white and blades, which is really called swordsmanship.

Jian Wuxiao Hongchen smiled shyly and said, "I definitely can't afford the magical lightsword. I got the win in the Hang Kong City, so I brought it myself."

"Okay, European dog." Yu Qing curled his lips and had nothing to say to Europeans.

Looking at the white appearance of the light wing blade, it deeply hurt his Non-Chief's bloodline.

"Have your lightsaber been consecrated?"

"Consecration? How to open it?" Jian Wuxiao Hongchen was confused.

Yu Qing clicked on his duel message and took a look.

25 games, 16 wins and 9 losses, with a winning rate of up to 64%. It seems that he has used this weapon to PK field recently. You should know that he is only at level 25, so he has already gone to PK field to struggle.

It's far less stable than Yu Qing.

"Jianwu, is this the one you pulled over?" A berserker named 'Feather of Fate' came over and looked at it.

He glanced at the Lv28 level roaming gunman in front of him. His level was not very high, far worse than his level 40 Berserker, and his equipment was also very average. The ink bamboo bracelet on him was worth a little money. His initial professional outfit was far less fortunate than his red winged iron shackles...

It's just that he looks nice and ordinary.

"The red wings point to the sky, and the shackles shake the ancient city..."

Yu Qing gently shook the wine glass, the faint fragrance of the elf fragrance gently brushed by, and chanted gently from his mouth.

Fate Feather's face looked surprised, and her eyes that she had originally disgusted improved slightly.

"To defend against the domineering side, the iron can cover the red eyes!"

Yu Qing smiled and raised his wine glass, toasted the "Feather of Fate" in front of him, "Brother, now you are just a can of a can in your outfit!"

Fate's feather's eyes suddenly became cold, and the next two sentences were obviously ridiculing him!

He cut the man hard and turned around and walked away.

In fact, although Yu Qing saw the contempt of this berserker, he would not take it seriously. He just thought it was interesting.

The classic outfit in front of him reminded him of the glorious years of the red-eyed player.

That's right.

In that era of red wings, iron shackles, and jar heads are among the few standard equipment for civilian red-eyed players, they hide the beautiful memories of countless players. Although they are used as jokes by other professions, they are also the green onions of that generation of Red God players.

Since then, there have been many clones wearing the sky, with such a fashion combination hidden at the bottom of the box, which is a perfect sense of age.

"By the way, why did I forget it!"

When he thought of the can, Yu Qing suddenly made another way to make a fortune.

"What did you forget him?" Jian Wuxiao Hongchen asked.

"No, I've decided, and join your guild now!"

Yu Qing's eyes were eager, and he wanted to fly away now and join the plan to make money.

"Really? OK, I'll talk to the vice president first!"

Jian Wuxiao Hongchen quickly got up and walked to the "Vienna cow" and muttered.

During this period, the Vienna cows glanced over from time to time and looked up and down.

"Really, he is a very skilled person!"
Chapter completed!