1250: C1250 Bad Timing

C1250 Bad Timing

Bang!

Crash -

Clang!

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In the luxurious villa, the sound of a table being flipped and a cup being smashed could be heard. The handsome and handsome Zhu Yunlong had an ashen face, and his expression was somewhat dispirited. However, his anger had erupted, and there was no way he could restrain it.

Until his beloved Golden Sound trophy was smashed by the remote control and fell from the shelf, breaking into two pieces. Only then did Zhu Yunlong stop smashing. He stared blankly at the crystal trophy fragment. His brain went blank for a few seconds, and the muscles on his face twitched. He wanted to go crazy, but he couldn't make a sound.

He confidently entered the Hundred Thousand Mountains. At first, everything went smoothly, and he killed quite a number of monsters. Dozens of elves died in his hands, and he obtained 11 stalks of Dragon Blood Grass. It was the best result among all those who entered the Hundred Thousand Mountains. When the 36 riders reminded the elves to increase their strength, he had already discovered it ahead of time. However, he naturally would not share such a secret with others.

He did not bring many people with him, only 1,000. However, all of them were elites, and if there were too many of them, their harvests in the forest would be small. So he divided the 1000 people into 10 teams, each team with 100 people. After noticing that the Elves' strength had increased, he gathered the troops together. Excluding the dead people, there were 812 members.

He was a person who cherished himself, and the team advanced in a triangular formation. He was at the center, and he thought that it would be perfect. Unless there were more than ten elves who ambushed him, he didn't have to worry. There were hundreds of thousands of players in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and the Elves wanted to attack all sides. They could only use the army as a unit, and what was used as a unit was extremely rare. He did not think that his luck would be so bad. However -

Sometimes, fate played tricks on people, and his team encountered a 10-man team of Elves. This wasn't the worst. The worst part was that his hands and feet were hidden by the branches. Who would have thought that the trees would suddenly move? They instantly wrapped themselves around him. He was killed by an arrow without any ability to resist, not to mention firing skills. He didn't even have the time to activate the Substitute Puppet, he had died an unjust death.

With his current level, he would suffer heavy losses if he died once. However, he couldn't blame anyone else. This made Zhu Yunlong extremely depressed. He wanted to vent his anger, but he didn't know who to vent it on.

If it was a fair and square fight, and his skills weren't as good as his opponent's, then there was nothing much to say. With ten elves, his team still had the strength to fight. Even if they were defeated, he would still be able to escape easily. However, he was the one who protected the best. He was the first one to die. A drop in level was a real loss, a loss in reputation, and a far-reaching influence.

As a result, the gap between him and Fan Fan and Murong Yunhan was even greater. Zhu Yunlong gritted his teeth, and his face twisted.

...

The sixteenth of the first month, the end of the annual holidays, everyone should go to work. Apart from a small group of people, most of the people went out to work. The atmosphere of the year seemed to have dispersed by more than half overnight. Many people had yet to adjust their mental states, but their bodies reacted loyally.

Professor Li went to school and Huang Yanmei went to the insurance company. Only Cheng Hongluan accompanied Dongfang Qingyu to the hospital to change medicine. Dongfang Qingyu's wound healed very well, and there was basically a scar on it. The doctor saw it and said that the thread could be removed in two days. This made Dongfang Qingyu very happy. However, the wound had healed over the past two days. It was very itchy, and it made him have an impulse to scratch it.

"You can play the game if you want, but you have to control the time. You have to log off before 12 o'clock. Otherwise, I'll pull out your power." Cheng Hongluan sent Dongfang Qingyu home and instructed him. However, her tone sounded more like a threat.

She wanted to go to the health club. Today was the first day of official work after the New Year, so she had to go there.

"Understood. Whether the leader's words are right or wrong, I will follow them." Dongfang Qingyu looked serious.

"I am leaving. Take care of yourself." Cheng Hongluan rolled her eyes at him.

"Goodbye, wife. I'll wait for you at home." Dongfang Qingyu shouted at her back. No one cared. Dongfang Qingyu was like a student on vacation. If it wasn't for the injury on his back, he would have jumped up and shouted a few times. He happily rushed into the room and went online.

Beep, beep, beep, beep...

A bunch of messages popped up. Only friends' messages would automatically pop up. A stranger's message had to go through Student Xiaoai's reminder.

"Senior, I'm hanging up!"

There was no doubt about the pitiful meaning of these five words. This was sent by Human Ape Tarzan.

"Qingyu, be careful and enter the Hundred Thousand Mountains." The Giant Sponge Baby reminded.

"Qingyu, many players have left the Hundred Thousand Mountains today. When are you going to log in? We have a plan." Xiyou Xiaozuanfeng said.

...

Dongfang Qingyu didn't pay much attention to it at first, but as he gained more information, his eyes widened and he almost cried out. He went online at 10: 15 PM, from last night until now. There were more than 300,000 players in Hundred Thousand Mountains, which was calculated. The number of players that were not counted should be no less than 50,000. In other words, the players did not even see Elf King City and had already lost a large number of people.

Currently, the players had basically all withdrawn from Hundred Thousand Mountains. Those who did not withdraw would not be able to. Only a few bold people were still exploring.

The Open Sesame's large-scale attack on the Elf King City's military operation, and they did not win the battle. Whether they died or not depended on the Open Sesame's determination.0

Dongfang Qingyu and Lantern looked back. Small Pudding Guoguo and the others met up and obtained some details about the fight between the players and the Elves. At the start, it was still the Elven soldiers that appeared in the periphery. Although they were strong, they were still very strong. The players could still kill the Elves because they had a lot of people. The Elven Clan did not have many of them. If one died, there would be one less. The number of players far exceeded the number of Elves. The biggest advantage of the players was their revival. Even if 100 players were to exchange for one Elf, the players would still be able to afford it.

Therefore, in the early stages of the expedition, although the casualties of the players were great, the players were still fearless. However, with the appearance of the Elf Deputy Soldier, especially the Elven Standard Soldier, the players' nightmare began.

Every tree, every flower, became the eyes of the Elves. The weapons of the Elves were all-pervasive, and there were long-range arrows and arrows. The players did not care about the east or west, and they were usually wiped out in one round of attacks.

The Elven soldiers were slightly weaker, and they could only command the weaker plants to fight. The soldiers of the Elves could control the entire tree to attack the players, and the one to two hundred meters tall tree suddenly smashed over. That kind of power was enough to collapse mountains and split the earth. Many top players were smashed to death just like that.

After discussing for a while, Dongfang Qingyu noticed that the Ad Storm wasn't there. When he asked, he found out that he was also dead, and was hanging behind Human Ape Tarzan. Unfortunately, he was killed by the Towering Ancient Tree in an instant.

"What does Open Sesame plan to do now?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.

"They said they are discussing countermeasures, but..." The light dimmed and the man shook his head. He said, "Difficult!"

After the elves' power increased, Hundred Thousand Mountains was the same as the elves' hands and eyes. If they wanted to deal with elves, they had to deal with Hundred Thousand Mountains. The Hundred Thousand Mountains was still bigger than the continent, even if they threw all the players in. And only a few splashes. It was not without reason that Elves could survive all the way from the ancient era until now.

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