Chapter 230: npc seeking to let go (37)

The quaint brand is only palm-sized.
But when it appeared quietly in Mu Yao's vision, Mu Yao couldn't help but feel dizzy!
She felt that she was about to bear the excitement and excitement in her heart, and the whole person seemed to be boiling, and then looking back to the previous world announcement, she seemed to be left in the heart just as dark.
Humph! What if Feng Yanyou took the imperial court to open up wasteland first?
The real highlight is in their hands!
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"Presumptuous! Look at your bag again, presumably we are wasteland, according to the strategy, this thing should burst out anyway!"
The imperial court's strongest squad lineup has now returned to the gang station.
Feng Yanyou sat on the main seat and looked at the Knight of the Shield. The gloomy grimace almost pressed the others out of the air.
A pile of scattered things piled on the table in front of him, Zhou @ wantonly pushed things towards Feng Yu, with a distorted look but helplessness.
"Boss! It's not that I missed it. You see, everything in my bag is piled up here. We haven't looked for it three times. It really didn't explode ..."
Aoki, whose face was pale and indifferent, sat on the lower part of the head and suddenly said, "Boss, is it because we are of bad character? After all, the explosion rate of the things in Jiuyuan is already low. Last time we went to the place of death to brush the mage. Did n’t you push down the empress for hundreds of times? "
"Yeah, boss, chances like this, the game official says that the explosion rate is one in a million, and it doesn't mean that it will definitely explode if you brush it several million times! It may come out at once, but it may also be hundreds. Never explode! "The sick brother answered.
Feng Yan tautened her lips, and her face was a little dark.
"Then go away!"
Zhou @ arrogantly got up and put the messy things into the bag, glanced at the sick brother and Aoki, and went out without a word.
Feng Yanyou was left alone in the huge conference room. The 61-level ice mage sat alone on the main seat of the light and shadow room. He leaned back against the back of the main seat and stretched himself lazily.
There was light falling from the top of her head, and Feng Yanyou's cold half face was in the darkness ...
Imperial Court! But that's it.
The lips were a bit cool, and the eyes in the dark became more cold.
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Everything is done here. The siege order is kept in Wang Xiaoshu for the time being, and the follow-up things are secretly started.
Mu Yao has decided to give up the battle with the sky!
When the city battle really started, at the critical moment, she took her backbone and directly invested in the timeless gangs.
Xia Qiu here, cough, naturally very, very busy, very, very hot!
Nightmare: Qiuqiu! Are you free today to accompany me to paint a tower, my shoes are still green and I want to change one!
Liang Cheng has no love: let the nightmare first, Qiu Qiu, look at me how poor, my staff is a green staff of level 50, I should have changed it, so stay with me today ...
Three thousand bustling: Oh, Qiuqiu is mine today, it has been a long time since I saw that I lacked an agile necklace!
Wang Xiaoshu: I will take Qiuqiu to cultivate my feelings today ...
; A cute old white ~: Oh! Helper! Look at their armor! You look at their necklace, you look at their pants! Don't you think people are so pitiful ~ Qiuqiu take me to fly!
Wang Xiaoshu: Qiuqiu is my woman!