My players are so cruel

Chapter 100 Mirror Moon City

Seeing the surprised expressions of his teammates, Meng Xiaodou suddenly felt a sense of pride, and continued to say with a smile,

"Not only that, all the equipment produced during this period has also been consigned for sale!
Especially the level 15 equipment is selling very well. "

He Xiaoyao nodded and smiled,
"Of course, the first-line players are about to be promoted to level 15, even if it is a green equipment, they are willing to use it for the transition."

"Uh-huh!"

Meng Xiaodou frantically nodded in agreement, his eyes narrowed.

"Looking at it this way, this [auction house system] is really conscientious, as long as it can be sold quickly, it won't take up the package.

There is no need to waste level 15 white equipment, and it can be sold for 1 energy coin.

Now we have a total of 5231 energy coins. "

Han Xiaoye gasped.

"Dear me, have we earned 50 yuan?"

Meng Xiaodou nodded.

"Well, if you sell all of them, it will be about the same after deducting the handling fee."

It was indeed not a small sum, and everyone turned their attention to the captain Zi Xiaofeng.

The latter said slowly,

"I don't recommend selling energy coins now,

The currency exchange is now full of buy orders, and even the sell orders that are slightly more expensive than the market price have been swept away, and I have a hunch that this energy coin is also of great use to us. "

He smiled.

"The few of us are not short of money for the time being, let's wait and see."

Han Xiaoye just wanted to insert a sentence that was too short, but before he could say it, He Xiaoyao's fierce eyes choked him back.

Zi Xiaofeng's expression suddenly became serious.

"Okay, now back to Xiao Ye's hidden mission."

"According to our investigation just now,

This Yuesha tribe is very weird. "

This hidden mission was triggered by Han Xiaoye sticking to Xiaodou's master Wu Qing.

At first, everyone thought he was ashamed, but they didn't expect a hidden mission to be triggered, and they immediately admired Han Xiaoye.

Shameless, it can really be eaten as a meal.

Wu Qing said that the Yuesha tribe was most likely to have inheritance nearby, and gave them a map, and then left.

Zi Xiaofeng continued to talk about his discovery just now.

"The general strength of the Yuesha tribe that I saw before is above the warrior level, and the high-end combat power has not been seen yet.

In the past two days, the entire tribe was very empty, and most of the people walking around were foreigners, only one place was heavily guarded. "

Zi Xiaofeng's voice paused.

"Moon Evil Lake."

But the progress of the clues came to an abrupt end here.

Han Xiaoye and the others fell into silence.

If you want to win the inheritance, you must first lure out the Yuesha clan who are hiding inside.

Han Xiaoye gritted his teeth and broke the silence.

"Then I can only use the witch medicine that Master Wu Qing gave me.

But medicine, this can only be used once. "

[Heavenly Ghost Secret Medicine]: It can strengthen the skill of [Ghost Hidden], and the user can not be found by those below the Tianyuan War Spirit level within 30 minutes.

The remaining four agreed.

There is no way to spend it here, you can only sneak in and see what is going on.

The kingdom of the Nether Horse Clan, Mirror Moon City.

In the center of the huge silver city is a crescent lake.

There were only two humanoid figures standing quietly at the entrance holding giant halberds.

Quietly, the entire lake suddenly condensed.

Turned into a huge mirror!

The two guards woke up instantly and knelt down on one knee towards the lake.

One of them said excitedly,

"Grandfather, why are you waking up now? Has your injury recovered?"

The mirror projected a majestic face, and said slowly,

"Ming Xiao, I didn't expect you to be here,

time flies.

Ying Zheng's domineering intent is too strong, and in 400 years I can barely keep my injuries from spreading. "

The person in the mirror turned out to be the Nether Horse!

For the past 400 years, he has been hiding in Jingyue Lake, using the source of the nether world to relieve his injuries.

The young man called Ming Xiao raised his head and replied,

"Back to my grandfather, Mingxiao has been stationed on duty for nine years.

Thanks to his grandfather Hong Fu, Ming Xiao benefited a lot from being able to feel the origin of the Nether in Jingyue Lake. "

You Mingju glanced at Ming Xiao, who was half kneeling on the ground, with some dissatisfaction in his tone.

"There is only a half-step battle spirit in nine years. Even if you feed this ghostly original breath to a skeleton soldier, it should be advanced."

Ming Xiao's face flushed red.

"Grandfather, Mingxiao wants to realize the door of the dead, and this has been suppressed"

"waste!"

Ming Xiao didn't know why You Mingju was so angry suddenly, and quickly fell to his knees.

"Grandfather, Ming Xiao knows his mistake."

The Youming Horse said in a cold voice,

"The younger generation in the family has successfully summoned the Gate of the Dead, but I have sensed that it is not in the family. If you experience it outside, call him back."

Ming Xiao quickly said,

"Yes, Ming Xiao would like to obey the law of his grandfather."

The mirror image of the Nether Horse slowly disappeared, and the entire lake surface returned to its original state.

Quiet and peaceful.

After walking out of the core area, Ming Xiao's face remained gloomy.

The younger brother Mingluo next to him said anxiously,

"Brother Xiao, no one from the tribe has gone out to practice recently. There are only a few people who have the opportunity to realize the true meaning of the gate of the dead of my Nether Horse clan. The Lord God of the Clan may have made a mistake."

Ming Xiao finally spoke, with a look of gnashing his teeth.

"Did you forget? In the younger generation, there is one who is not in the clan."

As if remembering something, Ming Luo exclaimed,
"Mingfeng!"

Hearing this name, a murderous look flashed across Ming Xiao's eyes.

Ming Luo shook his head again and again.

"Impossible, his waste blood, how is it possible!"

Who knew that Ming Xiao suddenly reached out and grabbed his throat.

"Then who else, it must be this trash, stepped on some shit luck to summon the gate of the dead."

Ming Luo struggled desperately, and the ghosts all over his body began to be forced to defend against this force.

Ming Xiao's expression at this time was extremely ferocious.

"Didn't you hear? The person who was scolded as a waste just now is me, Ming Xiao!"

Seeing the ghost source of Mingluo in front of him start to burn crazily, Mingxiao regained consciousness and threw him away.

"Come with me and find this guy."

Ming Luo clutched his sore throat and replied with difficulty,
"Brother Mingxiao, just leave it to me or the patrol guards to find someone, you don't have to do it yourself.

The bastard must have gone back to his mother clan. "

Ming Xiao's voice was cold.

"The genius died outside the clan. As an older brother, I naturally have to avenge my younger brother."

Ming Luo said incredulously,
"Mingfeng is dead?

Never heard of this news.

That area was close to a barren land, and there should be no ghosts that could threaten him. "

Ming Xiao put on a gentle smile and said word by word.

"I, said, he, died."

(End of this chapter)