As darkness approached, a flying pigeon flew into Qin Yun Xiaozhu on Shenhe Island. Abi, who had been busy all day, was combing her long hair that was still wet after washing, and her eyes fell on a picture with a small poem written on it.

On top of the paper, she saw a flying pigeon rushing toward her. She was suddenly startled. The flying pigeon had hit her forehead, shattered into dots of light, and disappeared.

"call!"

Patting her chest, Abi's expression was a little frightened: "It's true that the way of heaven is true. Although the energy flying pigeon transmits information very quickly and conveniently, it makes people jump with fear every time it appears unexpectedly."

"Our gentle Abi was frightened again. You must be too focused on something."

A'Zhu's joking voice came from behind, and she was seen wearing a red gauze, with wet drops on her snow-white arms. She just came out of the bath with her legs bare and walked over. At a glance, she saw the paper on the table.

He hurriedly tried to put it away and snatched it into his hands.

"The clear lake is clear at dawn and the rain is quiet..." I was reading the above verse while avoiding Abi's attempts to snatch it back.

Abi was so embarrassed that she unconsciously used her hands to pull open the gauze on A'Zhu's body, which was facing away from her, and her white body was completely exposed to the air.

A'Zhu exclaimed and squatted down quickly, no longer caring about the paper in his hand.

After glancing at the piece of paper with the poem written on it, Abi breathed a sigh of relief and put it into her personal space backpack. She secretly blamed herself for being so lost in thought that she forgot that A'Zhu was also here with her.

A'Zhu squatted there, blinked, and came back to his senses. He wrapped the red gauze with a smile and stood up: "Little Hooves, just tell me if you want to see it. We grew up together, and we haven't seen it yet. Could it be?"

Are you envious of my sister’s big life here?”

Seeing A'Zhu pointing proudly at her breasts, A Bi's face turned red and she spat: "Bah, I can't tell who the sister is, and I can't remember the day and month I was born." As she spoke, her eyes glanced at the other person's fullness.

, looked at his little steamed bun again, feeling discouraged.

A'Zhu rolled his eyes, thinking that he still had a gold lock piece on his body, but A Bi didn't have anything to mark his identity. It was annoying to talk about who was older and who was younger, so he immediately changed the subject:

"Tell me, what was that note just now? Oh... I see, it was the poem that the young master wrote to you. Humph, the young master is so partial, he didn't even write it to me. I think the Miss Wang family also has some, but I don't have any.

like……"

As I talked, I felt sad.

Abi quickly stepped forward and hugged her shoulders, and comforted her with wisdom: "It was raining lightly when I was boating a few days ago, and the young master wrote it to me. I think the two of them were alone in a beautiful environment, so that the young master could be inspired to write poems.

Come on, Yaxing, you also know that writing poetry depends on your mood and cannot be forced. In the future, if you stay with the young master more often when no one is around, I will definitely give it to you."

"Alas, strangers are everywhere now. Where can I find time to be alone with the young master?"

The little mood came and went quickly, and A'Zhu smiled and joked again: "I didn't expect that our gentle and lovely little A Bi would actually play tricks, but she could get ahead of a big fool like me."

Knowing that A'Zhu was making fun of herself, although she was not angry, she was still embarrassed. A Bi retorted: "Since A'Zhu wants to get poems from the young master, I will teach you a trick. You can offer yourself a pillow alone at night. If the young master takes pity on you, you will naturally have poems."

Give each other a gift."

"Bah, Abi, you really learned the lesson badly." This time it was A'Zhu's turn to blush, but she was not someone who would not fight back when she was at a disadvantage, so she immediately said, "I see, that's what some people think like on weekdays.

Only then can I come up with this idea.”

Abi became ashamed and angry, and the two of them immediately got into a fuss.

"Ah, by the way, a flying pigeon arrived just now. It may be the young master delivering a message." Abi stood up and quickly checked the flying pigeon mailbox in the Tiandao system.

A'Zhu, who was pressed underneath, also straightened up, his face turned red due to his madness, and he looked even more lovely. He spat and said: "What a crazy girl, I lost to you because I didn't put on my clothes this time.

You won't be so lucky next time. I'll go get dressed first and I'll be back soon." After saying that, he was wearing a red gauze dress that was damaged in many places and could barely cover his body, and left as if he was running away.

"It is indeed a letter from the young master!"

After a while, seeing A'Zhu come out neatly dressed, A Bi was the first to shout.

"Oh, it turns out that the young master prefers the gentle and lovely Abi." A'Zhu sighed deliberately.

"No way, obviously flying pigeons only happens once per person, this time it just happened to be my turn."

"Okay, okay, I'm just kidding, tell me the content of the letter."

Every time he saw Abi anxiously explaining, A'Zhu found it inexplicably funny, so he couldn't help but play tricks on her.

"Emmm... Young Master said that he is going to launch a sect war against the 'Twelve Feipeng Gang', let's join hands to start it." Abi's face turned serious and she said solemnly.

"What! Such a big thing! I have to ask the young master to confirm, has he listened to the slander?" After A'Zhu finished speaking, she lowered her head and fiddled with it for a while. When she raised her head again, a phantom of a flying pigeon fluttered in her hands.

Abi thought for a while, then lowered her head and passed the letter.

When Murong Fu received the letter, he was at an inn in Hangzhou. When he left his old man's place, it was already getting dark. He simply walked around the city and then directly found an inn to stay.

Just after replying to A'Zhu's inquiry, I received another flying pigeon from A Bi.

"What, this girl A'Zhu actually wants a poem! Or is this girl A Bi a good girl who knows to inform me in advance and be prepared... be prepared. Damn it, do you think I will definitely give it to A'Zhu if she wants it?

As expected, there should be no distinction. When my cousins ​​found out about this, they all asked me to give them poems. I might as well change my profession and become a poet.

When you have free time in the future, will it be so easy to compose poetry? It will take no brainer!"

While he was complaining, he received a system message.

"Ding! Your sect is about to declare war on the 'Twelve Flying Peng Gang'. Do you agree? Y/N?"

He decisively chose "yes".

Declaration of war between sects can only be carried out at the "main base", but as the leader, he does have remote veto power.

Except for some more important matters, he delegated them to the two girls to jointly decide. They usually have nothing to do and are at ease, if not practicing.

After selecting Yes, another message followed:

"Ding, your sect has declared war and will automatically enter the sect war mode. It can be completely killed by hostile aliens. Please act with caution."

Mu Changsheng was stunned when he saw the news. He could be killed by a player. What the hell? Didn't he say that good players can't do anything to NPCs?

After only a few tenths of a second of fear, I quickly adjusted my mentality.

The player is currently only level 10, and one kick can kill 10,000 people. What am I afraid of? And even if the player reaches level 50 in the later stage, so what, he has the "Dou Zhuan Xing Shi Shi" damage reduction passive, even if he is surrounded,

It's okay... Well, it will definitely be okay.

The worst thing to do is to turn on the internal power body protection mode. This mode is usually very confusing. Small damage can be reliably offset directly by internal power. The effect is far inferior to the recovery mode of directly operating internal power, which restores both blood and injuries. Direct offset means that only the blood volume is restored, and nothing else.

, but in the face of group fights, the effect should be okay, at least the cup-filling effect is outstanding.

Have you been tricked by the game? It can actually keep updating its mechanics!

Hey, wait.

He read the message again and read: "Hostile to strangers... hostile..."

The so-called hostility should be the players who declare war on the sect, right?!

That’s okay, there are only a few people in the Twelve Feipeng Gang!

He breathed a long sigh of relief: "Aju and Abi, we two girls just stay on the island. Don't go anywhere. I don't believe in Twelve Flying... Wait, don't raise the flag. It's so dangerous."

He continued to look at the second message.

"Ding, when the sect war mode is turned on, it will be strengthened according to your grade. The attack and defense of the purple grade will be greatly improved."

Hey, it turns out there are enhancements, so I can sit back and relax even more with Dou Zhuan Xing Shift. You know, even the level 45 Sun Jian can cause over 100 damage to me. The player is now level 10 or 20, and he can't break my defense.

.

"Ding, the sect war has begun. As the leader, please choose the offensive and defensive policy of the sect: attack/defense?"

He clicked the attack button without hesitation.

"Please select an attack strategy. You can select multiple options, or set your own."

It’s so troublesome...

A row of options is listed below.

"A frontal attack? Yes, our sect has more players and has an overwhelming advantage."

"Destroy each stronghold? Okay, take down a few sub-rudders first."

"Ambush attack? Yes, it can scare the opponent and break their fighting spirit."

"Attacking the residence at night? Yes, but the other party will not be able to rest well."

"……Can……"

"……Can……"

Unknowingly, he had already clicked on more than a dozen strategies. Mu Changsheng reacted, looked at the row of strategies he had chosen, and laughed: "Forget it, that's it. Anyway, just fight and crush."

In the past, it was impossible to lose."

"Ding, please comment on this sect war. You can skip it."

Comment? Mu Changsheng’s eyes lit up.

In ancient times, people always paid attention to the reputation of teachers, and of course it is still the same in many cases now. This comment should be a slogan for external publicity, right?

"The Twelve Feipeng Gang has been causing harm for a long time, and the people of Hangzhou have been suffering for a long time. Now Sun Yubo, the elder of the Sun Mansion, invites the Murong family to fight against the bandits together. This is a major event that benefits the country and the people. Murong dares not to obey, but is willing to join Jiwei

also!

The Sun Mansion is weak and will not attack for the time being, so we send him off at the Happy Forest Restaurant to cheer up the courage of the brave men. This is really what a great hero would do.

I, the disciples of Murong, must work together as one, bravely kill the enemy, eliminate harm for the people, and reward all disciples for their achievements...
To be continued...