[Online Game] The Art of Headmaster

Taking advantage of Gu Mei and Sect Master Song's sword test, Gu Zhaoxi ran to the Wulin League to report a letter, and when he came back on Zhao Yebai, Song Wenshen looked at him with contempt, It looks like...

"The thief who stole the mission!" Master Song's eyes were full of anger.

Gu Zhaoxi spread her arms, "Who told you to occupy my brother?"

It sounds convincing and reasonable.

Believe me!Song Wenshen drew his sword and made a sword move towards Brother Gu. Gu Zhaoxi sat on the horse calmly, and even ate the mooncakes from the mooncake box hanging on Zhao Yebai's buttocks. The old god was there Looks really ironic.

Under the anger, he made a qualitative leap in his aim. He only heard a system prompt, and Hanlong's soft sword stabbed a passing crested eagle steadily.To be honest, Song Wenshen's accuracy was poor at first, and the blade of Hanlong Ruanjian was extremely soft, and the sword's movement was even more erratic. If Song Wenshen used to have a five-point accuracy, now he is probably only three-point.Every time he thinks about this, Sect Leader Song can't help but roll his eyes, it all depends on character anyway.

Obviously, this crested eagle didn't look at the almanac when he went out today.Song Wenshen heard a chuckle so depressed that when Yan Linlang asked what it was, he said out of anger, "Dinner."

I don't know what Yong Wu, who is seriously practicing cooking skills in the Qionghua School, thinks.

In the game, carrier pigeons mail letters, and hawks deliver packages. Yan Linlang looks at this hawk that has suffered a catastrophe, and has a guess.He stepped forward and fiddled with his fingers a few times, and took a small white cloth bag from the eagle's leg.A square white jade pendant lay impressively in the cloth bag.

When everyone saw the jade pendant clearly, they were silent for a while, and said speechlessly, "Old Song, didn't you really come in through the back door of the game company?"

Song Wenshen touched his face embarrassingly, "I'm ashamed, I'm so lucky." The lotus flame pattern jade pendant in front of him is exactly the same as the jade pendant left by the saintess in white clothes in the cave before. The leader of Song pinched the jade pendant brazenly, "Maybe it looking for dad."

"Wait, there's something else." Yan Linlang took out another small roll of paper, and after unfolding it, you can see the note, "The most supreme saint's honor, the aliens are gone. Waiting for Mingjiao." The lower right corner is the lotus flame pattern, The signature is only one word.

"I smell an NPC." Song Wenshen grabbed the note suspiciously and flipped through it.

Gu Zhaoxi sighed, thinking that this guy had some kind of shit luck, it seems that the serial mission was triggered.Everyone opened their eyes one after another. Just now, they felt that the faint golden light on this guy must be an illusion, and it must be because the obscenity is too strong.

"Speaking of it." Gu Zhaoci was thoughtful, "Some NPCs are weird recently."

If Gu Zhaoxi said this sentence, it would probably be regarded as a relapse of the second illness.But for a reliable Gu Mei, it is worth pondering.Only Song Wenshen went off topic and ran a hundred and eight thousand miles, holding each other's hands lovingly and said softly, "Are you being harassed by an NPC?"

In the end, he was dragged out by brother Gu and beaten up.

Moments later, the seriously injured Sect Leader Song had his left eye swollen, and squatted on the ground covering his nose to participate in the discussion.

Gu Zhaoci frowned slightly, and glanced at someone on the ground who was pretending to be pitiful.Gu Zhaoci's doubts are just a feeling. In fact, he is not the only one who has noticed the changes of NPCs. Recently, the posts complaining about being duped by NPCs on game forums have a straight-up trend.Several people pondered for a moment, Gu Zhaoxi kicked someone's ass, "Go to the Wulin League to run the mission!"

The headquarters of the Wulin League is located in Luzhou. The head of the Song Dynasty jolted the system carriage for a long time, and walked out of the Luzhou post station in a daze.At this time, the map of Luzhou was drizzling, and Song Wenshen got a map buff state with clear ears and eyesight as soon as he went out.He rubbed his forehead, and saw a circle of people approaching him.Head Song stretched his neck, looking cheerfully like a countryman entering the city, rubbing his hands together.

"This big brother! This is your first time in the Wulin League? You only need one silver to take you to the achievement points on the map." The man took out a green bamboo flute as if offering a treasure. you deserve to have."

Song Wenshen raised his eyelids, oh, Yan Linlang has the exact same one.Another player in a martial arts league suit squeezed in, and enthusiastically tugged head Song, "Brother, do you want to join the faction? The faction mission will take you through once, and only two silvers will be charged."

Not to mention a large group of players holding small wooden boards to form a team and contribute to the battlefield, Song Wenshen felt as if he had come to the train station.

Head Song said, "No money." Half of the crowd dispersed with a bang.At this time, Gu Zhaoxi and others also came out of the station, so the rest of them were also scattered.Song Wenshen looked at his brother Gu inscrutablely, "You are simply a plague!"

Brother Gu bared his teeth, Song Wenshen covered his nose in fear and dodged to the side. "Ah, rabies is contagious!"

Brother Gu snorted, and relying on his high contribution to the Wulin League, he grabbed Song Wenshen and went straight into the Wulin League's Internal Affairs Hall.The internal affairs hall is five rooms wide and three rooms deep, and the blue brick floor is very impressive.The hall is divided into left and right sides. On the left side, there are ten task wooden signs. In front of the wooden signs, there is an elder in charge to distribute tasks.There are ten long tables on the right, and behind each table is an elder with a pen to record the player's meritorious deeds.The left and right sides were orderly and silent.

"Tsk!" Song Wenshen rubbed his chin, "It's a bit terrifyingly quiet!" As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked out by five big and three thick guards.It is no exaggeration to use a fork to describe it, because the weapon of that NPC is a trident. Five minutes later, he shrugged and ran into the internal affairs hall with small steps, and was greeted by the sympathetic eyes of the players around him.

Gu Zhaoxi crossed her chest and watched enough of the jokes, raised her chin and led a few people out through the door and up the steps. Above the steps was a majestic palace-like building with symmetrical corridors on both sides of the palace, and it was crowded with people from a distance.Song Wenshen took a closer look, and saw a group of people squatting on the ground to fight the landlord, and there was a circle of people watching.The leader was dressed in pink, with long hair dragging casually on the ground.

"Hua Juju!" Hua Baimei looked up blankly, and saw a familiar big face looking down at him.

"What is this doing?"

"Old Song?" Hua Baimei scratched her head, the corners of her eyes were upturned, and her peach blossom eyes were sparkling. "Daily life of the Wulin League? Let me introduce you." Head Master Hua waved his hand and introduced his own cards. "This is Lord Yan of the Flying Star Hall, Liu Min, the chief disciple of the Changqing Sect, and Ding Yushu, a senior disciple of the Wulin League." Surprisingly, the circle around the side watching cards is also the top master of each sect.

It's strange enough that such a group of famous masters gather here to play cards. The leader of Flying Star Hall rubbed his forehead and warmly greeted Gu Zhaoxi, "Second Young Master Gu is also here to hit the mission? Play two cards to pass the time?"

Gu Zhaoxi took a step back unnaturally, acting as if I was a serious person who refused to join forces with others.Hua Baimei has always been at odds with him, and said sarcastically, "Oh, you are so reserved today, usually you are the most excited."

Gu Zhaoxi rolled his eyes at him, "Join the line."

Hua Baimei sneered again.A circle of people eating melons next to them said that the Jianghu Station reported the sincerity and did not deceive me. These two people really have tricks.

Song Wenshen joined the team headed by Hua, and after waiting for less than 10 minutes, a little boy led him in.As soon as he entered the door, he saw Fang Tianzheng, the leader of the martial arts, who was sitting upright, and Lu Zhaomin, the old man of Qianshan, who was not a good thing with a smile.

"I am deeply saddened by the tragedy of the eldest grandson's family." Fang Tianzheng was rubbing the white jade pendant in his hand, and his eyes fell on Song Wenshen.How come you're out of breath?Master Song rubbed his abdomen, brazenly calling Yong Wu to make some donkey-hide gelatin on the sect channel.In Fang Tianzheng's eyes, the young man in white clothes and silver crown had a calm demeanor, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and secretly sighed that he was a fearsome young man. "The Martial Arts League will never sit idly by such cruel acts."

Fang Tianzheng paused for a moment, and old man Qianshan echoed, "Master Song is both a witness and Madam Changsun's dying entrustment. I'm afraid no one is more suitable for this task than Master Song. It's a pity..." Lu Zhaomin wanted to speak And stop, Song Wen deeply scratched his heart and lungs.

"Master Song is not from the martial arts alliance." The leader of the martial arts alliance sighed in a dignified manner.

These two old foxes sang together, and they seemed to be very skilled in pimping.Song Wen slandered deeply, and said a lot of good things with a glib tongue, but the two old foxes just refused to send the task with their tails up.

Head Song angrily opened the chat channel and summoned Hua Baimei to trigger the task. This guy is a good young man from the Wulin League with a strong root.The reply to him was Huada's one-stop lobbying for membership.

Fang Tianzheng stared at Song Wenshen with expectant eyes for a moment, "The old man has a suggestion for the head of Song. The exercises on your body are very interesting. If you have time, you may wish to chat with my useless dog."

In desperation, Song Wenshen walked out of the Loyalty Hall, and from a distance, the team of Fighting the Landlord seemed a little bigger.With the Yiqi Hall as the dividing line, there is Fang's Inner Mansion after that, which is where the martial arts leader's family lives.Song Wen took a deep look at Gu Mei's secret words, and walked across the stone arch bridge to the center of Mingjian Lake. There was a stone pavilion in the center of the lake, and the sound of silk and bamboo could be heard from afar.

Song Wenshen complained about this familiar feeling as he walked, and he was not surprised to see Yan Linlang playing the flute in the pavilion, pretending to be aggressive. "What are you doing?" Yan Linlang was surrounded by a young man who looked like a scholar playing the piano, and the two looked so intoxicated that they didn't even realize that someone was coming.

Shutu glanced at him, smiled wryly, and said, "Brother suddenly got excited when passing by, and insisted on sympathizing with the NPC." Song Wenshen looked back at the screen, with goosebumps, and tremblingly rushed towards Gu Zhaoci.

"Gu Mei, my will has been raped!"

Shutu has become accustomed to his sect leader eating human tofu, so he asked naturally, "Is it a matter of joining the camp?" He patted the master's shoulder, "The Wulin League is also very good, and the neutral camp is boring."

Song Wenshen shook off that salty pig's hand, acting like you don't understand me, goodbye to the sisters in cool clothes of the Demon Sect!Who is willing to enter the Wulin League, which forks people out of the door if they disagree with each other?Apparently the narrow-minded head of Song is still remembering that feud.

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