I am a hero in the game

Wanlisha Waiwai Headquarters Channel.

Wenqing Zixuan's happy voice sounded on the channel: "The alliance transfer was successful."

"Is there anything going on on the Duoyu Hanjiang River?" Gu Chuan asked suspiciously, looking at the calm and calm Commander Wan Lisha.

"No." Although he didn't know why his boss was so wary of Hanjiang City, Wenqing Zixuan still answered truthfully.

After hearing the words of Wen Qing Zixuan, Gu Chuan touched his chin and pondered, it felt wrong, why don't you bother me?

Originally, he was prepared to cause trouble in Hanjiang City today.

Why did he place the location in the alliance battle area of ​​Chief Wanlisha today? It was to prepare for trouble in Hanjiang City. The venue and audience were ready, but now the main character was left to appear.

There was trouble in Hanjiang City, so he could find an excuse to fight, but now that it was all over, why didn't he come to fish Hanjiang alone?

Gu Chuan shook his head and didn't think about it anymore. As long as Tiandao wants to fight, there are many reasons. If there is no reason, we will create reasons. As long as he wants to fuck you, there are many opportunities. Now let's finish the business first.

"Brothers asking for love, put on Wanlisha's alliance clothes and I'll take you out for a walk." Gu Chuan shouted passionately while watching the scene in the game.

Men all have a dream of being a general, fighting on the battlefield, and staining the sand with blood.

Although it is impossible in reality, it is good to enjoy the game. It is rare that the weather system is powerful today. Gu Chuan looks at Yan Yun who is in the dust again, and he can't wait to gallop his horse.

Huang Ru was also on the Wanlisha Alliance channel at this time. When he heard Gu Chuan's voice, he knew that the person speaking was Xiangzhou, the first of the four famous Golden Flowers on the other side, and the one behind their Qingqing Alliance. of financial backers.

At this time, Wan Lisha was in charge.

At this time, Emperor Ru, a bit of cold light arrived first, and the gods listened to my wishes, just like countless Wanlisha players, they all looked in a certain direction.

A figure wearing Wanlisha's ordinary alliance attire and riding a flawless white horse appeared in their sight.

This is what ordinary Wanlisha players have.

Wearing an ordinary alliance attire, except for the white horse underneath him which looked valuable, he was the same as most Wanlisha players.

At this time, the turf war has not yet started, so there are no chief rudder fashions and alliance official fashions, they are all the same alliance fashions.

But this ordinary figure attracted the attention of countless Lisha players present.

Countless players stared at the figure's nickname with fiery eyes: Xiangzhou.

This man was riding slowly, but wherever he passed, countless Wanlisha players would silently follow him.

"Today is the day when the Qing Alliance joins us, Wanlisha."

"God is good, Yanyun's rare sandstorm weather came twice today."

"Half the city is in mist, and the soldiers are at the bottom of the pond, fighting with iron and steel to conquer the world. We gathered at Wanlisha's headquarters today just to tell others that Wanlisha in other districts is weak, but Wanlisha, the Flower of the Other Shore, we, Wanlisha, will be the strongest."

"Because I have you, there will be no truce until the blood is shed in the yellow sand."

"Today I will take you to have a good tour of this Yanyun land."

drive--

After saying that, Gu Chuan rode forward directly, followed closely by the Wanlisha players, and behind him the sky was filled with wind and sand.

Accompanied by the current channel, countless players shouted excitedly.

Thousands of miles of yellow sand, there will be no truce until the blood is shed.

At this time, Chen Chudong looked at the people of Wanlisha rushing away, and just stared blankly at the figure at the front.

Xiaotian at this time was completely different from the Xiaotian he remembered.

The Xiaotian she remembers is shy, loves to tell jokes and make her laugh, a Xiaotian who stays up late to make money just to buy her a set of Suwen fashions.

But at this time Xiaotian.

She looked at the disappearing team of Marissa and pondered deeply.

The strong wind began to rage, the yellow sand vacated again, the entire sky had already turned yellow-brown, and the world began to become gray and gloomy.

The haze over Yanyun has been unable to disperse, and occasionally broken branches on the desert can be seen dancing under the raging wind.

The yellow sand in the sky began to sweep across the Yanyun land. Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves like a rain was gradually heard in the yellow sand, and a group of cavalry came galloping over.

Countless Wanlisha players are sitting alone in front of the cold computer screen. They are looking at the pictures on the screen passionately, and they are excitedly expressing their feelings at this time on the current channel.

"I really want to have a fight now. Is there any brother who feels aggrieved and gives me a good beating?"

"Brothers, I just got so excited that I smashed my computer keyboard. What should I do?"

"What should I do? It's cool. Besides, smashing the keyboard is nothing. If you dare, smash the computer."

"Has anyone recorded a video? It would be a pity not to record this scene as a memory."

“It’s recorded, it’s recorded, I’ll post it on site B when the time comes, remember to like it, brothers.”

"That's it, brothers, rush now, Oli is here!"

"Kill!"

A bit of cold light arrived first, sitting in front of the computer, listening to the passionate war songs coming from the headphones, watching the team passing through the yellow sand in the sky, the blood in the body seemed to be tumbling.

A little bit of cold light arrived first, and posted on the current channel: "Thousands of miles of yellow sand, until the blood bleeds dry, there will be a truce to the death."

This sentence ignited the blood in the hearts of Wanlisha players. In the sky full of yellow sand, thousands of miles of yellow sand, until the blood is shed, there will be a truce until the death. These words continue to appear in the sky above the Yanyun land along with the team.

[Private Chat] God listens to my wishes: "Master, will we have a fight later?"

[Private chat] A little bit of coldness arrived first: "What's wrong, your skin is itchy?"

[Private Chat] God listens to my wishes: "No, I'm a little excited now, and I really want to hit people. I only know you in this game, so..."

[Private chat] A little bit of cold light arrived first: "So you are planning to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors, damn it."

Gu Chuan looked behind him at this time, and there was an endless stretch of Wanlisha players under the gentle slope.

The galloping horses stirred up the flaming wind, and the wind and yellow sand were raging all around. They shuttled through it like an iron-blooded cavalry, the wind was congratulating them, and they were dotted with yellow sand outside.

The sound of the wind was whining, and the occasional strong wind would stir up the dead branches scattered on the desert. No matter how you looked at the scene, it looked like a gloomy and gloomy scene.

But there is a hot picture in the hearts of Wanlisha players. They feel the blood in their bodies rolling, they want to shout loudly, and they want to fight to their heart's content.

Cook a pot of red water chestnut soup

Three cups of blood versus flowing light

Respect to heaven and earth

The vast sea and sky serve as a cemetery

Make a pot of bone soup

A pot of strong wine washes away the setting sun

Respect the world

Wanlisha's guild theme song Wanli Sunset echoed in the channel, and the hearts of Wanlisha players were also left in the sky full of yellow sand.