Chapter 43: : Wang Qinglong

Bai Yexing felt like his body was entangled in a python, and his arms lost consciousness. Jin Quanzhong's teeth were bloodied, and the smell was unspeakable.
Bai Yexing instinctively turned his head back, avoiding the bite, and struck back hard.
boom!
Felt like he was hitting a wall, Bai Yexing's head was buzzing, his eyelids were drooping, and he could still see Venus circling his head. However, Jin Quanzhong was hit by him, and he heard a click in his neck. His neck was broken, his head flicked back, his throat muscles were torn apart, and yellow, yellow, green, and green liquid sprayed on Bai Yexing's face.
Bai Yexing was awakened, struggling to twist his body, trying to get rid of Jin Quanzhong's arm.
Next to Jin Quanzhong, Hall's body slowly sat up and opened his eyes. His gray eyes were also covered with red nematodes, slowly creeping.
The torch in the distance jumped suddenly, the flame was pulled very long, a tall figure rushed in, and pulled up the self-made harpoon Bai Yexing inserted by the stream, and poked it through the chest. , Nailed him back to the ground and lay down.
"team leader……"
Wang Qinglong took out the spare long sword, shook his wrist, and cut off Jin Quanzhong's two arms.
Broken his arm and fell to the ground, starting to drill out elongated red nematodes from the wound. Wang Qinglong was disgusted when he saw it. He pulled a handful of nights and said, "Has it been poisoned?"
Bai Yexing rolled over and stood up, took a few steps back, and sat on the ground again.
A bone powder was spilled from the top of his head, Bai Yexing felt a swollen cheek, and dozens of red nematodes worked hard to get out, and they were still relatively small. But the speed of this parasite was too amazing, and Wang Qinglong couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"Don't worry." Chu Cheng's voice was calm, and on his fingertips a drop of crystal clear dawn tears burned.
Bloomed brightly, and even the red nematodes drilled in the corpse not far away were twisting frantically and quickly dying away.
"Wu Gu." Wang Qinglong frowned: "They weren't killed by underworld creatures, they were wizard players."
Bai Yexing was frightened, covering his forehead and standing up, said: "Is it too late?"
"It's hard to say." Chu Cheng's eyes looked upstream.
"Do you want to support?" Wang Qinglong asked.
"The shield soldiers in the team have a set of semi-finished materials on them, which are very valuable."
"More valuable?"
"Half-cut Winter Banshee, the material of the seventh-order creature, can be advanced to the legendary equipment." Chucheng Road.
"If it bursts, how long will it cry?"
Wang Qinglong was hesitant, the wizard was not easy to deal with, but such a set of equipment materials was too expensive.
"Lao Bai, wash yourself first, Xiao Chu, how is your magic?"
"If there is a war, you still have to meditate on the point."
"Then we went back to rest and left for a day, and now we went to find them, and we couldn't keep up with our strength." Wang Qinglong was still not too greedy, and Bai Yexing calmed down and jumped into the cold water to rinse himself.
Seeing the wet Bai Yexing, Su Ji quickly gave up her position and let Bai Yexing roast the fire.
Wang Qinglong talked about what happened by the creek. Everyone took out the dry food, dealt with hot water, and took time to rest. Chu Cheng first slept for more than two hours, then woke up and meditated for two hours. Walking out of the magic tent, I saw Wang Qinglong alone beside the campfire.
He was holding a sword and looking at it carefully. His spare long sword cut off Jin Quanzhong's arms and was stained with some blood, and the blade of the sword felt a little dull.
"How about Lao Bai?" Wang Qinglong raised his head and asked Chu Cheng.
"It's okay, he has the magic potion, which can fight the poison of Witch Gu."
Wang Qinglong nodded, took out a sharpening stone, and began to polish his spare long sword. If the sharpness is reduced, it will affect the attack, and it will affect the durability. Not to mention the use of grindstones, even with soul refining, there is no guarantee that the upper limit of durability will not fall. More melee weapons are used, and there must be filling materials in it.
Chucheng took a bottle of healing medicine from the Temple of Dawn and threw it to Wang Qinglong.
"how much is it?"
"This bottle is for you, it's self-defense. If you want to buy it again, I won't have much."
Wang Qinglong took the bottle and studied it, saying: "In this place, ten gold coins can be sold. Should you buy two or three gold coins in the temple?"
"Almost, I will buy it cheaper, but limited."
"You are good at swordsmanship." Wang Qinglong suddenly changed the subject.
"Not as good as you."
"I am a lot older than you." Wang Qinglong smiled. Chu Cheng is neither humble nor proud, and will certainly be a terrible necromancer in the future.
Chu Cheng thought for a while and said: "My swordsmanship is a single fight, I can't take care of the whole situation."
"You need area control spells." Wang Qinglong suggested.
"No money, no time." Chu Cheng directly rejected the suggestion.
"Are you serious about buying aristocratic status?" Wang Qinglong changed the question.
"it is true."
"Do you have a plan?"
"There must be, but it can't be said." Chu Cheng's hand pointed to the sky. Wang Qinglong understands that there are gods in this world, and many words may be inspired by God.
"You want me to be the captain ... But my interests are not guaranteed at all. And, how can you keep everyone taking risks with you?"
"I can only talk about ideals now, how can there be any guarantee." Chu Cheng spread his hand.
"Quite honest, then talk about ideals?"
"You must know Gaia, right?"
"Well, it is clearer." Wang Qinglong also answered very simply.
"I want Gaia to become real, we have the capital to survive."
"Are you very pessimistic?" Wang Qinglong was surprised. He thought that Chucheng's young age would have achieved what he has achieved now, and he would definitely be impressed and lofty.
"The gods are on top, but I have no willful power."
"It's a headache ..." Wang Qinglong is also helpless. He is quite satisfied with Chucheng and wants to form a team for a long time. However, in the second world, the team's binding power is poor. For personal benefit, a team may fall apart at any time. For example, before killing wolves, if it is not the power of Chucheng to suppress everyone, then everyone will want the material of the fourth-order magic wolf.
For a small fourth-order magic core, sneak attack is a trivial matter, it is not a matter of killing everyone.
Long-sighted, just like himself, will also be tempted by the material of the Winter Winter Banshee.
"Actually, isn't it good now?" Chu Cheng said to Wang Qinglong.
Wang Qinglong was stunned for a while, and then laughed. Yes, it's good now, everyone's level is not high, living together, taking risks, full of longing for the future. As for the team's binding force? Many companies investing in the Second World are having headaches. How could the little guy Chucheng solve it?
"Your captain benefits are still there."
"What is it?"
"How about White Tiger?" Chu Cheng asked.
"Nonsense." Wang Qinglong is rarely so elegant.
"Is it ideal?"
"Are you serious?" Wang Qinglong frowned. The White Tiger Soldier's Soul is worth more than the Winter Winter Banshee. If Chucheng is talking casually, it is really boring.
"Captain, if you ask this, I have to ask you, are you serious?" Chu Cheng asked back.
Wang Qinglong is embarrassed, yeah, if his captain is incompetent, or wants to run for a few days, why should he help you plan the battle of the White Tiger? Trust is also mutual and so are feelings.
"What are you talking about." Su Ji's sleepy eyes dimmed, and he ran to the fire and couldn't see anything to eat. His eyelids continued to fight.
"Talk about the team." Wang Qinglong said.
Su Ji stopped talking. If she could not follow the team and do the genetic warrior test, the main mission area was in mainland China. And she doesn't want to tell her secrets. She was sitting next to the fire, leaning against Chucheng, and continued to doze.
"Xiao Chu, a fixed team, it is best to have nine people." Wang Qinglong painted something on the ground with branches, very serious.
"So much?" Chu Cheng never thought of it, to gather a team of nine people, he thought five people would be enough.
"You are an investor, do logistics and combat reserve, I am the captain, responsible for each operation command. The old white is a thief, see you mean scout, and occasionally used as a mage nemesis. In that team There is a lack of a fire method for killing and killing, and the ice method for controlling ~ EbookFREE.me ~ already has five people. If you save, you must have a heavy soldier and a melee priest. "
"Why do you want a Taoist?"
"Then replace it with a priest, would you like it?" Wang Qinglong asked.
Chucheng shook his head. The priest did not believe in gods. The priest must believe, and had to pray to the gods in order to have combat and healing abilities.
"It ’s already seven people, plus a long-distance class, otherwise we can only rely on you for the separate fire method, and the magic pool bottoms out. You are a necromancer, we do n’t need to summon a class. The class of knights must always One? You will definitely not recruit Paladins, then come to the Eastern Cavalry. "
"Nine." Chu Cheng smiled wryly.
"The more binding organization in the Second World, besides the noble system, is the business group. The noble adventure team is 25 to 30 people, and the venture group organized by the business group is no less than 15 people. . This is still the core standard. If you encounter more difficult tasks, you may be able to expand to fifty people through employment. "
"How many people can you direct?" Chu Cheng asked.
"If there is a communication system ... 3000 people."
Chucheng was taken aback. According to the size of the interstellar fleet, three thousand people was equivalent to a flying regiment. If Wang Qinglong used to be a soldier, at least the rank of colonel.
No, no, no. Three thousand people should be regarded as elite independent flying regiments, with special organization, and the highest chief is the major general.
Ran into a general in the Second World? Repay yourself as the captain of the adventure team?
"Unfortunately ... the Second World does not have our communication system." Chu Cheng tentatively said.
Wang Qinglong looked at Chucheng as if he knew what he was thinking: "One or two hundred people is always okay, you have the ability, just recruit."