Chapter 462 Two swords combined? (Asking for monthly tickets at the beginning of the month!)
"Why can't I play anymore?"
Looking at the depressed Huang He, Fang Yun couldn't help but be startled, "I remember your account is currently at level 69, and it seems to have spent a lot of money. Why do you say you don't want to play if you don't want to play?"
"Why else? The Motian Palace is really useless!"
Sighing deeply, Huang He was obviously tortured a lot by the Demonic Palace recommended by Fang Yun. Today he finally got the chance to vent his bitterness, "You told me before that the Demonic Palace was quite annoying in the early stage. I was mentally prepared, but at that time I was thinking that it would be a special way to add something, so what could I do if I tried harder?”
He touched a cigarette and lit it, took a deep breath, and then continued: "But who knew that when I really started playing, I realized that this Demon Palace is not a grind at all, that girl is just a person who can't do anything. What a waste! I spent that I spent so much money on those old people, but in the end I couldn't even join a team. When people saw that I wanted speed but no speed, no blood defense, no blood defense, they kicked me out without saying any nonsense to me. It's really scary to think about it. Come on!”
"..."
Looking at Huang He who was complaining and smoking a cigarette, Fang Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly, feeling a little helpless.
The reason why he recommended the other party to play Demonic Palace in the first place was because as a reborn person, he knew very well how terrifying a fully formed Demonic Palace was and how big the stage in the Martial God Altar was!
But he overlooked one thing. It has been less than a year since the Realm expansion was released. In the absence of a point-washing system, players can only use ginseng fruit if they want to convert attributes, and the price of using ginseng fruit to wash points is very high. Huge.
So until today, the Motian Palace genre has not been really developed. Without any reference objects in sight, Huang He's persistence in playing Motian Palace for more than a month can be regarded as a great trust in him.
But it is obvious that although he has great trust in him, as a normal player who needs gaming experience, Huang He can no longer hold back anymore...
After thinking about it, he still felt that it was a pity that the other party gave up like this. After all, he knew that the other party had spent a lot of real money to play this number well, so he advised: "Are you sure you don't want to persist anymore? I still That said, Motian Palace really has a bright future. If you really can’t stand it, you can definitely spend money to find a power leveler..."
"How boring is it to find a power leveler to play games?"
After hearing his suggestion, Huang He immediately shook his head.
His personality is somewhat similar to that of the cute-faced beast. Although he is worth a lot of money, he only likes to play his own account. If there are no special circumstances, they will basically not find someone to train him.
"Okay."
Seeing that the other party really rejected his suggestion to hire a power coach, Fang Yun was not surprised. He nodded slightly and asked: "Since you think Motian Palace is not fun, then stop playing! Do you have any sects that you want to play? ? You choose one, and I will give you a set of equipment when the time comes, just to make up for it——"
"What are you talking about, Mr. Cheng?"
Before he could finish speaking, Huang He immediately glared, put out his cigarette butt, and interrupted: "Although I was really tortured by the Demonic Palace, I believe that your Chengye will not lie to me. The Demonic Palace must be very... There is a future, but I just can’t hold on anymore..."
"Okay, we'll talk about this later. You'd better tell us what you think first."
Seeing that Huang He didn't want his compensation, Fang Yun didn't force it and changed the subject and asked.
"Actually..."
When asked by Fang Yun, Huang He, who had been crying just now, suddenly became excited, "I have always been thinking, Mr. Cheng, you are so good at playing Datang. If I can also play Datang, under your guidance, then When we two brothers combine swords, who will destroy the other at the altar of the God of War?”
"Quickly pull him down!"
Hearing this, before Fang Yun could say anything, he saw the cute beast suddenly came over, raised his hand and slapped Huang He on the back of the head, "I guess you haven't seen Cheng Ye's Tang Dynasty account yet. His equipment, right? It’s no exaggeration to say that even if you take out all the Internet cafes, it’s not enough to combine two swords, so you should rest as soon as possible!”
Although he was slapped on the back of the head by the cute beast, Huang He's attention was completely attracted by what he just said. He looked at Fang Yun in surprise and asked: "Is it true, Mr. Cheng? If you press Meng If you say that, then how abnormal is your Datang’s equipment?”
Seeing Huang He looking at him in surprise, Fang Yun couldn't help but smile and said: "Although it's not as exaggerated as Master Beast said, the attributes of my Datang account cannot be copied simply by spending money, so your double I’m afraid that the great plan of combining swords will come to nothing..."
As he said that, he sat up straight, spread his hands and said: "The most important thing is that our team's current physical output is enough. Even if you really play a Tang Dynasty that is no less than mine, there will be no place for you." Here you go..."
"This..."
Upon hearing Fang Yun say that there was no room for Datang in the team, Huang He immediately hesitated.
The reason why he gave up his original area and ran to Bianliang City to hug the cute beast and Fang Yun was because he knew very well that he had a promising future with these two people, and these two people did not disappoint him. The Martial God Altar As soon as the game started, they immediately won the second division championship.
This championship not only excited the cute-faced beast, but also gave Huang He hope. As a close friend, he knew very well how much the cute-faced beast weighed. Even this guy could win the championship with Fang Yun. , he felt that he could definitely do it.
It's just that the Demon Palace that Fang Yun recommended him to play before was too abstract. During the game, he had to fight between heaven and man more than once. His rationality told him that Fang Yun must have a reason for his suggestion. But as someone who plays Demon Palace himself, Huang He was tortured to the point of collapse!
So after hesitating for a long time, he finally decided to take advantage of this celebration banquet to have a 'showdown' with Fang Yun, and he had already thought about the sect he wanted to play. However, as soon as he said it, he learned that Fang Yun's team There is no place for Datang anymore!
For Huang He, if he couldn't even reach the Martial God Altar by following a big shot like Fang Yun, then there would be no point in playing this game. So after learning that Fang Yun's team did not want Datang, he immediately quickly Think about it.
After thinking for a moment, Huang He suddenly had an idea and asked: "How about this, Mr. Cheng, how about you tell me what our team lacks and what I can do with it? Of course, except for the Demonic Heavenly Palace!"
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Seeing that this guy just kicked the ball back to him after he couldn't think of a good idea, Fang Yun was a little bit dumbfounded, but he still thought carefully for a few seconds and replied: "Are you sure? Our team really lacks a certain profession now. , I just don’t know if you will be like Motian Palace and run away halfway through the game..."
"Don't run, don't run, absolutely don't run!"
Knowing that Fang Yun's team indeed had other needs, Huang He's eyes lit up and he immediately patted his chest and promised: "Master Cheng, just say it. As long as it's not the Demon Heaven Palace, I will practice whatever you say. If I give up halfway again, Meng I am here to testify, my internet cafe will be yours from now on!" (End of Chapter)