Chapter 52 How are you doing

The player patrolling outside Xuanyuan's grave in the scorching sun suddenly saw a flash of white light. The strange man who had just gone offline outside Xuanyuan's grave and put his whole body in the cloak appeared again. A player shrugged the patrol captain next to him and said, "Mr. Huang, look! That player appeared again. Boss Huang was lying on the grass enjoying the warm sunshine. Of course, he was not happy to be interrupted by the little brother next to him. He frowned and looked in the direction the little brother pointed. A strange man wrapped in a black cloak was carrying a huge long knife on his back. The man was not tall, at most a little more than 1.7 meters, but behind him The big knife on the back is at least two meters. It looks very incongruous but extremely majestic, holding a strange gear-like thing in his hand.

The distance is too far, and Boss Huang can't see it clearly and asks, "Is it a player or an NPC?" The little brother next to him immediately said, "It's a player. I just saw him seem to be offline." Boss Huang felt an inexplicable sense of uneasiness in his heart. He said in a low voice, "There's something wrong. Go up and have a look." After saying that, he stepped forward with the two younger brothers next to him.

Yang Zhiyun heard someone shouting at him and looked back. Two players who came out of nowhere stood behind him and said coldly, "What's the matter?" Boss Huang breathed, and there was a great sense of oppression. He couldn't help looking at the towering knife handle on Yang Zhiyun's head and said calmly, "I don't know which trade union force the brother is from? Why have I never seen Boss Huang in the city? Yang Zhiyun turned around and said, "What does this have to do with you?" Yang Zhiyun's face was also shrouded under a wide cloak, and his eyes were invisible.

Mr. Huang smiled and said, "This area has been protected by several major guilds in Huangling City, and no one else is allowed to enter. Brother, if you are from any trade union, I'll ask where to ask, so as not to hurt the innocent, right?" Yang Zhiyun didn't want to get into trouble. The number one person has dumped him so far now. It's important to practice first. He said lightly, "I don't have a union. If you mind, I'll leave now." Anyway, he has got everything in the ancient tomb now. It's time to go to the Xiong's residence to explain the task. This kind of thing happened on the way and had no choice. After saying that, he turned around and left. Boss Huang shouted, "Sh on! Brother, you'd better stay and chat with us." Yang Zhiyun stopped, and his expression slowly became solemn. He turned his head and said, "How are you doing?"

Other trade unions around him had seen Yang Zhiyun for a long time. Seeing that the two sides were in a stalemate, they quickly ran over to see what was going on. Players in other cities nearby who have practiced their leveling have also come here when they heard the news.

"Look, Boss Huang is deadlocked with the strange man in black."

"I heard that the exaggerated knife behind the man is a fork weapon!"

"Hey, have you heard about it? An artifact was born on the other side of Xuanyuan's grave, and everyone rushed there.

... The power of the masses is great.

When Yang Zhiyun saw more and more people around him, he suddenly felt a little bad. When he saw so many people in his arms, he was surprised and said, "Wow, so many people, master! Are you going to fight?" After Ximei became a little pet, her voice became inaudible, and only Yang Zhiyun heard it. Daji smiled and said, "Master, you are in trouble!" Yang Zhiyun couldn't see her face, but a cunning face appeared in his mind. Wang Guiren on his shoulder was not willing to be lonely and sighed, "So, master, you have to help us practice quickly. At a certain time, we can also fight for you. It's so lonely. I haven't done it for many years." Yang Zhiyun is simply a group of bastards who can only say sarcastic words!

A large group of players surrounded Yang Zhiyun inside and three layers. When Boss Huang saw so many people around him, he couldn't help but be bold. He pointed to Yang Zhiyun and said, "Brother, this weapon looks very extraordinary. I don't know if you can take it off and lend it to me?" The crowd next to them heard Boss Huang's words and coaxed one after another. Because of the Xuanyuan Tomb Immortal War, many players did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to send it from other places, hoping to get a share. Of course, the players in Huangling City don't want the baby to fall into the hands of others, at least they also fall into the hands of Huangling people! Therefore, several large guilds in the city have formed temporary offensive and defensive alliances. No matter what the treasure is, it is absolutely not allowed to fall into the hands of people outside the city, and they have to fall into the hands of their guilds.

Yang Zhiyun sneered: "Do you want to see it? Then I'll show you!" After saying that, he raised his hand and pulled out the wind and waves like lightning, and cut at Boss Huang with a knife! Since you can't avoid fighting, you have to do it more simply! Pre-emptive! Boss Huang obviously didn't expect that Yang Zhiyun was surrounded by so many people and dared to do it. He was stunned and stood there and was cut down by Yang Zhiyun. Just as Yang Zhiyun's knife was about to fall on the top of Boss Huang's head, a player suddenly flashed in front of Boss Huang, shook his hands, and said with an improper smile, "Don't be excited! Don't be excited!"

Yang Zhiyun turned the blade, breaking the wind and cutting the waves mixed with the sound of the loud wind, like thunder hitting the ground, heavily cutting the ground, the soil on the whole grass was blown away by a bomb, accompanied by the mud splashing a big pit appeared out of thin air. The player next to him suddenly took a breath of cold air, which was so powerful! A drop of cold sweat on Mr. Huang's face flowed down his cheeks. At the moment when Yang Zhiyun drew his knife, he seemed to see a huge devil stretching out to him behind the man in black robe.

Yang Zhiyun pulled out his knife and put it on the ground like this. He asked coldly, "If I don't bias the knife, you have just died!" The player was dressed as an assassin, slightly fat, with an annoying smile on his face and said, "Don't be excited. Do you have something to say? Don't hurt your harmony, everyone!" Yang Zhiyun pulled out his long knife, put the wind and waves back on his back, and asked, "Who are you?" The player's smile remained unchanged and said, "My name is Feitian. I'm from the Dark Night Unparalleled Guild of Huangling City. I'm basically responsible for the things here. This boss Huang is from the Dingtian Guild. Our guilds are cooperating. If there is any dispute, please understand!"

Yang Zhiyun didn't want to talk to him here. He said in a low voice, "So I can go?" Fei Tian's smile was very unpleasant. He didn't know what he was laughing at again. He rubbed his hands and said, "Please! Please!" Yang Zhiyun turned around and left. The originally tightly surrounded crowd saw him coming and immediately gave up a road. Boss Huang wiped the cold sweat on his face and said, "Fitian, you let him go like this? Are so many of us still afraid of him!" As soon as Yang Zhiyun left, the originally improper smile on his face immediately turned into a gloomy sneer. Let's go? You can't go!" Boss Huang was a little inexplicable: "What's the matter?" Feitian took out the communicator and said with a gloomy smile, "The players in the city outside are practicing nearby. I have sent people to spread the news for a long time. If this boy can't go far, he will be cut off. At that time, we can sit on the mountain to watch the tiger fight, and maybe we can let the outsiders go back to the city for free! Isn't it killing two birds with one stone? As soon as Mr. Huang heard the practice, he was wonderful, but his heart was a little cold. Yang Zhiyun's strength was terrible, but he didn't want to provoke such a trick!

Sure enough, Yang Zhiyun was surrounded by a group of players rushing over within 5 minutes of walking out.

"Brother! Look at that boy!" A player who came from a distance said to the big man next to him.

"Look at the guy behind that boy! Shit! It's so big, can it be an artifact!"

"How can it be? It will be displayed on the artifact equipment list!"

"You idiot! As mentioned on the official website, the artifact equipment in the later stage will not be on the equipment list!"

... While talking, a group of people have gathered around Yang Zhiyun. Yang Zhiyun took a look and found that there were as many as 18 people. This is only a small number of them. Many players who have gone far have not yet come!

"Friend! I'm the fashion swordsman, the vice president of Lanzhou City. Can I talk to you? A soldier came over with a knife and said to Yang Zhiyun.

Yang Zhiyun snorted and sneered, "If I say no, will you get out of the way?"

The fashion swordsman laughed and did not hide his intention at all. He said cheerfully, "Of course not. Today we just heard that an artifact was born, so we came to have a look. Of course, the artifact must be just an exaggeration, but it depends on your extraordinary temperament, and you must have a few treasures on you! Why don't you show it to my brother?"

Yang Zhiyun also smiled and said, "Hahaha, you have some eyesight, but what if I don't give it?"

The fashion swordsman touched his nose, shrugged his shoulders, made an indifferent expression, and said, "It's up to you. If you don't give us, you have to grab it."

Feitian, who was watching from a distance, heard the conversation between the two, smiled, and said to Boss Huang, "This fashion swordsman is straightforward." Mr. Huang was embarrassed and said to himself, "Like you, there is a knife hidden in your smile. Maybe he will stab me one day."

"Do it!" The fashion swordsman shouted, and he was not a fool. When he saw Feitian beside him, he knew that he wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, but he had no choice. If he waited any longer, there were more and more people behind him. I don't know who would kill him. But how did they know that the real treasure was not the sword on Yang Zhiyun's back, but the Fuxi wheel that looked like a large dart on his waist!

A group of people quickly started. Fireballs, bows and arrows, and big knives suddenly attacked like Yang Zhiyun. Yang Zhiyun pulled out his sword and switched to a shield state to block the attack. Daji and Ximei hid in Yang Zhiyun's clothes and cheered for Yang Zhiyun. Even Wang Guiren on their shoulders hid in their clothes for fear of being implicated.

This group of conscienceless pets! However, Yang Zhiyun can't do anything about it. Level 1 pets are also killed when they are called out.

I'm sorry, I just came back from class today. Today's first update is late!

I'm sad to see that I fell out of the new book list. Brothers, give me some motivation! Ask for tickets!