Online game Call of Death

Chapter 522: Gossip Flying

The silver-horned Pegasus community lost its first hate target, turned its direction in an instant, and regarded us as a thorn in the blink of an eye. Fenglingdu thumped and couldn't help shouting, "Oh no, it's too much fun."

Then came the sound of thunder. Twenty-six layers of energy masks had been superimposed on his body, which were reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he only supported the urgent follow-by-laws in less than 30 seconds.

Fenglingdu disappeared, and my pressure also increased exponentially in an instant. There was also a laughter in my ear, "Haha, tell you two bitches to cheat me, and now I will be **."

Feng Lingdu glanced at him with contempt and didn't say anything.

In the copy, I was also hit one after another, and the energy layer on Pegasus fell rapidly. At this time, I can't take care of the energy mask anymore. The speed of ordinary Pegasus is much slower than the undead ice coffin, and it can't keep up with me at all. Thinking of this, I suddenly stopped the ice coffin of the dead in the air, and the long-accumulated death ripples were quickly released!

......

Ten minutes later, a white light rose from the altar outside the copy. I was in a trance in front of my eyes, shook my dizzy head, and found that these bitches had gone to fight monsters.

With my last one coming out, the system prompt also spread to the ears of each team member. The prompt content was nothing else, and the copy task failed.

"Okay, it's over, let's disband the team. Next, it depends on who can get through the first time in each guild. The urgent order shouted in the team and withdrew from the team.

"System prompt: Players are in a hurry to exit the team."

"System Tip: Player Fenglingdu withdraws from the team."

"System Tip: Player Xingdou withdraws from the team."

......

In a blink of an eye, the team was empty, and I was stunned for a long time. Looking at it, I found that Qingzhi Nishang had not left the team, and his heart suddenly felt a little strange. He smiled and said, "Why, are you still reluctant to quit the team and want to play with me?"

Qingzhi Nishang: "..., you are so beautiful. I'm waiting for you to come out. I just want to say thank you.

"Oh, that's it. Don't you treat me to a meal? It's really insincere."

Qing Zhi Nishang snorted, "Isn't it enough for An Daguan to enjoy Miss Feng's gentle meal all day long? Men are really like this. They eat in the bowl and look at the pot. Humph, they are not good things.

"System Tip: Qingzhi Nishang withdrew from the team."

"..."

I was treated as Ximenqing. I was stuzed for a long time, and then smiled bitterly.

I looked at the guild channel. Now the guild is full of people, and it is no longer the poor appearance of more than a thousand people.

It seems to be unified. The War Department (Management), the Logistics Department (Life Professional Players), the Air Force Department, the Admiralty Department, the Angel Girl Group, and the Sex Relations Department have clearly defined channels. It can be said that in addition to the poor operation level of the cute sacrifices of the angel girl group, the newly recruited people are all elite players.

As for the angel girl group, it has become a major feature of the Twilight Guild. I'm afraid that the guild fans will be reduced by 30% in an instant without this group of cute sacrifices riding holy unicorns. There are also some corporate sponsors, who also come straight to this group of sacrificial legions fighting on holy unicorns. The richness of action simply makes those men who throw their heads and sprinkle their blood all over their faces.

After the twilight guild was upgraded to level 5, the guild's reputation gradually increased. The previous advertising and sponsorship gaps are also gradually filling. This is the number of roads that a large guild must take. Otherwise, it will only rely on the president to support such a huge guild, and it will not try.

But advertising and sponsorship are not in vain.

No matter what happens in the future, we must pay more attention to the image and reputation of the guild. Therefore, it seems that the first opportunity of the 100th National People's Congress and the opportunity to be on TV when the copy is opened must be fought for. This is also the reason why those guilds are so keen on the first copy and why they are so keen on copy recording.

The guild is finally lively. Lao Mo is releasing some guild tasks in the guild from time to time for everyone to do. The guild task can get the contribution value. With the contribution value, you can exchange the dazzling array of best equipment in the guild warehouse.

These guild tasks involve all aspects and are complicated. It is not feasible to rely on personal strength. It must rely on everyone's strength to complete quickly. If you want to quickly upgrade to the six-level guild, you must accumulate guild construction for a long time to fill the progress of the guild.

I appeared and said hello to everyone, "Good morning, everyone. Welcome to the Twilight Guild. Let's work hard together in the future." But soon, I regretted it.

Because of this appearance, a lot of players immediately exclaimed, "Wow, the mysterious president appeared."

" boss, I'm your fan."

" boss, are you going to do a big job on the next battle day..."

"God, I'm also a player. Can you give me some advice?"

......

A lot of noise.

When I was thinking about how to reply to this group of members, a cold voice suppressed the noisy voice in an instant.

"Be quiet! Didn't you see that it's forbidden to chat on the guild channel? Read your first offense, all the above receivers are warned once, and three warnings will automatically go to the peripheral guild. It was Lao Mo who was talking. As soon as this cold voice came out, the noisy guild channel suddenly fell quietly.

Me: "..."

Lao Mo: "Warning..."

"Cough, Lao Yi, watch the announcement of the guild channel by yourself."

I looked up and found an order left by Mo Wen Qian Cheng on the top, which roughly means to keep the guild channel clean at all times. Except for the management, if others have nothing important, they are not allowed to chat privately in the guild channel. If you really can't be idle, you can chat on some channels of sex relationships.

nodded. In this way, some people may think it's too formal. But the number of people is more than 5,000, which is already a very large base. If everyone says a word, it is thousands of people chattering. Only in this way can there be the momentum of the big guild.

At this stage, the God of Wealth obviously played the role of red-faced, and his majesty had already been built up. Ordinary unknown players are a little in awe when they see the order left by Lao Mo. In this way, it can also better help Lao Mo manage the union. After all, he hasn't practiced much. Of course, he doesn't rely on his strength to conquer this group of players.

And red face and white face are also a must for management.

smiled and said in the guild channel, "Ha ha, this announcement is good, so I'll warn myself. Let's lead by example. In the future, I will go to the chat room from time to time to help you solve some technical operation problems. Of course, it is on the premise that I have time, so don't worry about not having a chance to chat. Now, all. The personnel of the war department should gather first. I have something to say.

With that, he got into the whole. Waiting in the virtual round table office of the War Department.

But the chat room of the guild outside was even more noisy, "Wow, Uncle Mo is so powerful. Even the world's number one god, the ghost emperor, dares to scold him. He's so awesome!"

"What do you know? I heard that General Manager Mo and our boss are best friends in the same pair of trousers."

"That's good, one inside and one outside."

"Ass, both of them are men, okay? What's the inside and outside? How do you call our vice president's sister?"

A Chinese Ghost Story: "..."

"Ah, ah, vice president, I didn't know you were also here. Pop, I'm going to hit my mouth."

A Chinese Ghost Story: "..."