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Mobei Eagle changed from his ease when he first appeared. When his skills cooled down, he could be said to be hiding quite awkwardly. The boss’s collision also brought him great harm.
His 100% sensory synchronization setting could be said to be self abuse. In such a situation, the impact of the mad cow almost displaced his internal organs. But this was a game. When he was dying, the blood restoration from guild members would restore him to his original state again, but his mental consumption was obvious. He was already tired of dealing with the scene in front of him.
Wen Ying stood at the front end and calmly watched all this.
She took over the position of Mobei Eagle and gave orders one after another to defend, encircle and attack.
There were many disobedient people, but the people of the first regiment were used to her command. At her command, the people of the first regiment took the lead, and others had to follow. The elite group was very prominent in the hearts of ordinary members. In the absence of the president, they subconsciously followed the group.
It’s not that they didn’t want to save the president, but it could be said that they couldn’t help themselves. In addition to adding blood, other people’s attacks couldn’t seize the main hatred over, and they didn’t have control skills like the demons. It was useless against a level 70 boss at least, so they could only watch him being pierced by ox horns again and again in his throat, chest and abdomen, making one’s legs and feet soft.
“……it is said that Wushuang is now commanded by Luo Ying. She wouldn’t be retaliating right.”
“Achieving revenge?”
“It’s the spirit of demons. It’s unknown what wind blew against Mobei Eagle. He didn’t give the spirit to his own guild and gave it to Liu Yan from the Wuying Pavilion for nothing, giving her a small advantage!”
“This is too cruel……” the speaker trembled. “Even if he brought it to his little lover, she shouldn’t have reached this point……”
“Hehe, do you think other girls have no temper? Anyone can have the ‘first beauty’. If you don’t take good care of her, that’s what happens!”
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When such words reached the ears of Duhuo and Prince Long, they could not help looking in the direction of Wen Ying, and their hearts were worried.
The last blow undoubtedly belongs to the Wushuang guild. The boss’s hatred was hard to pull, but it was not difficult to fight really. The blood decreased at once, and it became a flash of light at 0,”Bang” exploding all over the place. Everyone rushed into mass action, but only Wushuang people could pick it up in the end.
Mobei Eagle sat on the ground, breathing with his back against a tree. His equipment was worn to the peak. His chest and abdomen were all gaping with blood and flesh. Because his nerves collapsed to the extreme during the battle, the nutrition cabin issued a warning sound to remind him to terminate the game.
Seeing Wen Ying approaching step by step, he asked, “Why?”
She went to him and squatted down, looking at him. “What about you? Why? I contacted you, but you didn’t say anything.” She said, “Even if you don’t say it every time, I always try my best to find the answer.”
“What you want, isn’t it this?” She handed him a roll of old maps among the spoils.
Mobei Eagle looked at the map, but didn’t reach for it. He said: “during your absence, the third expansion film was released. One of the messages was about the main line of the ‘Imperial Seal’, which is the key to the main line task……” Mobei Eagle coughed softly. “She has a map and offered to exchange it for the demon spirit, so I thought……”
Wen Ying interrupted him.
No matter how objective she was, she was currently living in the body of the original owner, feeling the emotions of the original owner, so when she accumulated certain emotions, she couldn’t endure it.
The original owner owed Duhuo and Prince Long, but she doesn’t owe him a cent. The Wushuang guild has been a top guild since its establishment. He was not easy-going enough, always coming and going alone, often offending people without knowing it, and bringing disaster to the little guild. It was she who learned from scratch to help him, win people’s support for him, and mediated for him.
Later, he brought real capable people into the game, and she retreated behind the scenes to watch Wushuang become a model guild bit by bit, and she lost her role.
Hence, she asked to be a game spy. Even if she could help him a little, the original owner was willing to sacrifice for him, and she was happy about it.
But she didn’t want to.
She asked, “So, you are used to sacrificing me to achieve your goal, right?”