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Chapter 366 Six Consciousness Pills

"Choose you?" The visitor laughed in anger, "You are too proud of me. I am not even helping your subordinates. Why do you let you look at me differently? So what if I believe in the wrong person? So what if I am stupid? It's me that disappointed them and were fooled like a fool. I'm willing to do this. Even if I give up, I can still secretly assume that it doesn't exist. It's you! Today's humiliation was brought to me by my side. Keeping me by my side is to give you a chance to defeat you."

"I have always only brothers, no subordinates." The visitor smiled faintly, "When you see, brothers, you don't need me to do this monkey show. I am very aggressive, but I'm too eager to die and always feel a little irresponsible. I know that it's unbearable to tear the face. This injury is to be returned to you. If you think it's not enough, you can do it at will, and I promise no one dares to touch you."

The so-called person who came was indeed incredible. In other words, there was no need for this at all. But he knew very well what the low-level mage would face? He could escape and firmly believe that hurting people and heartbroken, and violated everything in such a public eye, how to bear it in his state of mind. Since he resented what the person came did, he was willing to fight to the death and ask for an explanation for him.

"Is this how your brothers come from? Don't they hate you?" The low-level mage looked at the four fields bitterly. There were so many masters gathered together, nameless and without even a gang. Could it be that people came one by one, not the recruitment of people, and they never met anyone. If anyone has something to do, he really took everything out, but he was happy and never tireless.

How can such people be in the game? Everyone knows the difference in virtual reality. The so-called peer relationship is greatly reduced. Indeed, this is different from other PC games. Players will have a lot of time here, but they are too differentiated. Will anyone absolutely trust the data? If it is put into everything, it is very likely that a offline line will never interact with each other. What can the actions of the people who come here leave?

This is indeed what many players expect, but the more they hope, the more clear and illusory the more they hope, the lower level mage doesn't believe it, the smiles of the people coming, but the demon man next to him threatened, "Hate? Why don't you hate? I knew him at the beginning, and I was so embarrassed than you now. I'm still very excited about my brothers. I don't care about the funeral, right now, do you believe in someone because you care about him? Do you mind? If you want to talk about hatred now, everyone hates him walking too slowly, like a snail, when will you drag us to the sky and step on the mortal world?"

With a word, the human race showed fear on their faces. It was indeed powerful in the field, but if this was spit out of a player, it was still ignoring all the ways in the field. It was no longer a bold act, and he won the three realms and did not take it seriously. Could it be that the prosperous Tang Dynasty was just a matter of being in the eyes of those who came.

Which player does not have any idea? The so-called randomness of opportunity is not the possibility. The low-level mage looked at the demon man in surprise. He was like a joke, and he was still deaf. However, this group of people had already known it, but they were rushing around for his calmness. No one laughed at him, and the crowd outside the field did not dare. Even Mo Xuyou, who was holding the low-level mage as a doll, couldn't laugh out loud this time. The so-called shame was just because the person here became a reason to beg him to join.

A guy sitting on a stone with a scattered face, his equipment was not as good as the fourth-level full-load, but he condensed all kinds of things beyond his imagination. The low-level mage looked silently, but the night was in the sky, but he was a little dazzling, as if he was muttering to himself, "It's not interesting to surrender. I can't beat you now. I wouldn't know I wouldn't play mage, but I can eat you poorly, even if it's poisonous!"

"Next, is it time for us to calculate?" The low-level mage fell and walked towards the crowd of demon men with all his steps. He shouted in succession. The fifth-level boy was given a newborn boy. The eyes were envious of more than a few plans. The visitors looked at Mo Xuyou. While the eyes met, Mo Xuyou felt cold and cold, and he whispered stutteringly, "Brother Xuan, I really don't mean to target your brother. You can tell me a price. If you can, I will pay for it. If you can, I will pay it.

"I'm not that short of money, let alone I will take what you said, so I don't need you to give it to you." The visitor raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Xuyou and his group, "I'm not worried about letting you leave safely, and I'm in vain. What about this? Either go to one or send it to the novice village?"

More than ten people save their lives, and it is considered that the best official equipment is Mo Xuyou. However, even if he dares to think about selling teammates, he will not dare to say this casually. In addition to the use of newcomers like Youran, the so-called reputation of Tianya Pavilion has dropped to freezing point. If Mo Xuyou is merciless to his companions, it would be useless to spread this gang.

"It's wrong for me to deceive Brother Youran. In order to build a gang, I offend you for a while. I can't fight. I admit defeat." Mo Xu had the spirit of forcing himself to make things worse, and he turned the situation into a weak and weak force, trying to save some face. "I have entered Tianya Pavilion, but I am also a brother. Everything has arisen because of me and has nothing to do with them. I voluntarily stayed and was killed back to the novice village. I hope Brother Xuan remembers that it is difficult for the brothers to level up and give them a way out."

"Okay." He clapped his face and the person who came to applauded unconsciously, "Your expression can actually be more serious. If you scream at the top of your lungs, you will be more realistic. Unfortunately, this is useless to me. You have to be brave enough to do righteousness. No problem, Maitreya, is that thing still there? I remember I have brushed a lot."

"There are so many." The smiling fat man stepped forward, raised his hand and twisted a dark red object like a stone. It was finely polished and could not be seen. He met the false gaze. The smiling fat man was afraid of his explanation. "Six consciousness pills, a disposable gadget, forcibly close the pain and weaken the control, maintaining an hour of full agility for the current level, plus six consciousnesses. Unfortunately, it cannot be used for combat and cannot exert the full agility rate combat power. It should be used to practice damage-free operations, but it is better to do some other things."

The combat effect of full agility plus points is excellent. The six senses are keen and can lead to the first attack. Whether it is aware or reaction ability in the battle, it will increase significantly. Unfortunately, the pain effect will rise and be criticized. Even if the pain is weakened, the pain will be far higher than other professions. Once the limit is weakened, it is equivalent to the level of pain offline. When the six senses reach the full agility limit, it will be as easy as multiples. Those who play Buyi's long-range attack are afraid of pain. When facing people, the Liuyun Rou is ineffective. If you swallow this object, you may scream with a slight touch.
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