"It’s hard to talk about feelings!" Black-robed humanity "Does the profession know what a knight J and jīng God is?"
"Honor, bravery, sacrifice, humility, justice, compassion, loyalty, J and jīng God!" Cloud crazy calm way didn’t show the solemn black people imagine.
"The thief j and jīng god?"
"Thieves … thieves …" Cloud crazy surprised unceasijīngly "thieves and j and ng god? Isn’t a thief famous for being obscene? "
"Idiot! Trivial is also a kind of … temperament! " Black people investing way
"If you want to be a palace thief, you should not only be obscene enough, but also mean and shameful. Y and n malicious flow is extremely extreme! Of course, I’m a fighting thief, a y Τ n secret dancer, a death in the dark, a career that can only be brilliant in the dark. Remember that you are a holy shadow dancer, not a paladin, and it’s idiotic to be honest with the enemy. If you can die from behind, the enemy will never face the enemy, even if you have the strength to win head-on confrontation, you will never bubble up if you can sneak attack. If a thief fights like a warrior knight, it’s not a thief but an idiot! "
"Otherwise, even if your strength can be enemies among thieves, it will not be recognized. Maybe those who are full of brain powder will think you are handsome, but in the eyes of real thieves, you are not even a thief because you have no thief temperament. Thief J and jīng God! The real thief must be obscene, shameful and despicable! "
"Once again" I am a fighting style! Thieves should be so y and n dark! "
……
Cloud crazy stunned looking at Kan Kan and talk about teaching black people to him. It is estimated that he can plug a toad with a wide mouth.
Black-robed people are smoking a cigarette. "You see that thieves and knights are fundamentally different from each other on the surface. In fact, I think it is more appropriate for you to choose warriors and knights. Even if you choose a mage, it seems to be more promising than thieves!"
"hmm!" Cloud crazy deeply regrets it.
"But …"
"But what?" Yunkuang’s eyes lit up again. Although the black-robed people are not familiar with each other, the mysterious black-robed people who are profound and comparable to the wise men and sages are already omnipotent and peerless in his eyes.
"But thieves can be very chivalrous!"
"To be a man, you must have a knight, J and jīng, and you must have a thief temperament when you kill people!"
The black-robed man frowned and thought for a while before slowly saying, "Profession is a fighting style, which limits the richness of the game. It’s not impossible for thieves to be brilliant. It’s not impossible for thieves to be proud of the sky!"
"Take, for example, gods and myths. The number of people killed by a war in the whole city of Garuda is often dozens or hundreds of times that of Asura’s rain sleep … Do you know who Garuda and Asura are?"
"Garuda once smiled at the whole city, and now the Dragon Department of the Love O2O Mythology Association is the one who claims to be the first mage of the snow goddess, and the ultimate lighter is the silent caster Asura, the creator of the magic spell. Now he sleeps in the rain, and once Garuda and the Dragon Department of the Mythology have a unique patent for the night demon lotus dance, and they will join the overlord Tuoba Xie of the gods to create the Yunmengze mercenary group and the field of the gods …"
Cloud crazy machine gun swept her speech speed proved that he was "knowledgeable" and added, "Please don’t think so about me, elder. Although I haven’t played myths, it doesn’t mean that I don’t pay attention."
"Very good!" The black-robed man smiled with relief. "To continue our topic, although the whole city kills more than the rain sleep, Indra Tian and Qin Shiyue are more afraid of the rain sleep than the whole city. It is often the case that the ghost dance knife and the star soul are wounded by an arrow, so that top thieves and hunters dare not move a bit, such as dancing the whole city, Mo Qianchou, and the ghost evil spirit. These weak defense mage priests need to protect themselves in droves. The reason is that they are afraid to take the rain sleep, especially Yun Mengze, who took the rain sleep in World War I and attacked and killed them in the army.
Cloud crazy nodded but unwilling "but this kind of glory is not what I want you to have. There is no waste wood profession, there are garbage players, and a profession can have their own glory, but … these glories are not what I want."
"Then what is your so-called brilliance?" Black people show is one leng.
"Being the first person in the virtual world should be less one-on-one hit …"
"The enemy? Ha ha ….. "Black people smell speech old bosom big chang burst out laughing.
"You this kind of xing, can you play with thieves are also two now unexpectedly with me you want to be a natural enemy cloud crazy have you ever heard of anyone who can be natural enemies? No … "
"yes!" Cloud crazy red face with a trace of no doubt perseverance "night rain wind myth era night rain wind is recognized by natural enemies as the first person in the world! People dare to stop their front from being the god of war! "
"Rain and wind flow at night …" The black man drew an irregular parabola in the cold wind and plunged far into the snow.
"Fart God of War is nothing more than a natural bastard at best!"
Chapter DiLiuWu Cloud crazy ambitions
Cloud crazy eyes weird looking at the black man scratched his head and said, "I think it’s you, though you are very strong, I can’t beat you, but the rainy night wind was the enemy in the mythical era, whether it was a one-on-one hit or a group battle, and you …" Cloud crazy sipped his lips and tried not to make his tone and expression contemptuous. "I’m afraid even Tuoba evil and Indra may not have played."
"Ha-ha, whatever you say, I’ve already passed, and I’ve never wanted to be the best in the world by fighting hard to prove my age."
"Oh, don’t natural enemies have any attraction to you like the rain at night and the wind? You are too insincere."
Yun grinned wildly and barely reached the age of ten, and his dream was as green as his face.
Or every teenager wants to be the first in that day, just as every teenager once dreamed of a hero saving the United States and romance, just as every young girl has a dream of being captured by a demon and saved by a king.
The black man grabbed a mass of snow with deep feeling and threw it into the cloud’s crazy mouth and criticized, "Time is really a sharp knife to kill pigs."
"Well, it’s good to be young." Yunkuang laughed.
That’s how two people jump out of a conversation. It’s just that both of them can pick up a sentence for no reason, and it’s often a question. Just after discussing the beginning, someone pops up an absent-minded sentence, and then the old question passes, and the two of them have a new round of debate
The two of them talked a few words that were extremely nutritious. When the black man saw that the Yunkuang skinner was near the end, he seriously said, "It’s getting late. It’s time to go to rest and send you a farewell message, whether it’s the first or the second."
"I thank my predecessors for nothing." Yunkuang got up and bowed sincerely to thank him.
The black man waved his hand and said, "I’ve said n times, don’t call me a senior. I’m not old enough to face the pig knife."
"Well … senior"
"You …" Black man Nai smiled and patted Xuemo and got up. "How to do the best depends on you slowly understanding that it is not necessarily good for you to say too much. In fact, you can put my words as a fart. Don’t care too much about the real strong. You are not taught by others. You are spelled out by yourself. Your talent is as high as Tuoba evil, Indra, and the rain at night. Work hard. I look forward to your truly brilliant day. You will have your own glory."
"Well, anyway, thank you for teaching me these days. I have solved my heart and taken a lot of detours. I believe I will be strong. One day I will look down on the world at the top of the world and she will be with me."
"Haha, I believe it’s really good to see your name now. If someone wants to call it crazy old sword, it will make him white. What is low-key? But I’ll leave when you call it this name."
"Wait a minute" Yunkuang dug out a dragon egg from his backpack and walked over with his hands in his hands. "This is for you as a souvenir."
"Hey, it’s very generous of you to know how much the flying mount of order or dragon can sell? You gave it to me like this."
"Hey, hey, lend me your old saying, money is a fart, and I’m not bad. It’s enough for me to sell my BOSS casually. It’s enough for me to spend enough money in a year. Why do you want so much?" Cloud crazy is quite childish and laughs.
The black man didn’t say with smile, "You don’t need money, and I don’t need dragon eggs. Put them away. This thing has something for you."
Cloud crazy didn’t force him to know much about this mysterious guy in front of him. Although he looks easy-going, he is also stubborn and never questions his words. If he says no, then he really shouldn’t insist on it himself.
Yunkuang regrets putting away the dragon’s egg as bright as the morning star and looking at the vague face covered in the cloak.
"Even if you don’t want me to know your name, let me look at you and I will show you everything, otherwise I will suffer more."
"Fuck off, you’re not a fairy goddess, a shota. When I want to see the mystery, do you understand the peerless master without mystery? Besides, stamping my feet in the virtual world like me has to follow the chills. Can you really show people casually? Look at Indra, Tuoba evil, and those sāo-wrapped gods are all watched and amused like visiting giant pandas wherever they go?"