by BobaTeaTranslations
Someone immediately choked, “Those words you said are really sour. If you want to blame the president for giving the spirit to others, just say it straight. Why are you so weird? Similarly, the president opened the back door and you both came in. You can’t compare with Liu Yan, so you create sour remarks.”
There were many rights and wrongs in front of the beauty’s door. If there were true love fans, there would naturally be black fans. There were also many people in the guild who hated her.
Wen Ying didn’t pester on this issue. She just spoke straight, “I do have a way, but I need the president’s cooperation.” Her words attracted the attention of Mobei Eagle, who responded during his busy schedule.
The people of Fentian and Heifeng saw that Wushuang suddenly made an effort to mobilize the strength of all the remaining assassins, and orderly led the boss to Wushuang’s position one by one. Naturally, the other guilds were not vegetarian and wanted to intercept the boss halfway. But at the final point of the assassins, it was Mobei Eagle, the president of Wushuang guild, who undertook the last stick!
As everyone all knew, the top three masters were the presidents of the three major guilds. Usually, the presidents were like a sign, and they rarely rushed to the front in ordinary battles, because their death was like a fallen flagpole, which was easy to cause riots in guilds and was not conducive to stabilizing people’s minds in battles. Mobei Eagle, as one of them, was naturally the same. Apart from understanding what it was like, it also made everyone sigh that they couldn’t see the style of the top three.
Therefore, his sudden action surprised and shocked countless people!
They saw him jump up, take advantage of the tenacity of the treetop to point his toes, sweep the top of the mad cow’s horns, take an arrow, aim and shoot! Three arrows were fired in succession, hitting the same position at the bottom of the horn accurately. The crucial attack was that a bright red -32980 appeared on the head of the mad cow. Its eyes were red, and it frantically rushed to Mobei Eagle!
However, with his precise walking position, he bent around the tree, narrowly avoided the attack every time, and left room to attack the boss and stabilize the hatred. Unless Duhuo and Prince Long also play together, no one on the court could match his operation.
Original translation is from bobateatranslation dot com. If you’re reading this elsewhere, this chapter has been stolen. Please stop supporting theft.
The ability of top players made the other players marvel and worship. For a while, many people slackened their attacks and looked up to the president of Wushuang guild.
While they were convinced by Mobei Eagle, the guild channel of Wushuang guild had already been noisy.
“What do you want to do, Luo Ying? ! !”
“If you didn’t say that your ‘demon fog’ could obstruct the boss’s sight and provide cover for the president, how could the president personally go pull monsters! Where’s your skill? Why don’t you use it?”
“Hurry ah! The chairman’s acceleration skills are running out!”
“Add blood.” Wen Ying’s voice finally sounded in the channel, but it was completely different from what everyone expected.
“Add bullshit blood, you should release your skills!”
“Do you want to see him die? Add blood.”
“No way, I can’t add it!”
The healer for Mobei Eagle was too anxious. The boss moved too fast. Mobei Eagle had to make himself faster. She can’t aim accurately!
The first regiment’s “Small Cute Cute” pushed her away and said, “I’ll come!” Although he always called himself Small Cute Cute to disgust people, he was actually a male player. He took a violent healer route. He beats the boss all year round with the output profession. His judgment on the target position was far better than that of others. The more dangerous the moment, the more calm his mind is. The release of skills could be described as stable, accurate and ruthless, and every milk was accurate.
He took a glance at Wen Ying, as if he knew what her plan was, and took the lead in declaring: “I don’t have much milk, but it’s better than nothing.”
It was indeed better than nothing. Every time Mobei Eagle had only a trace of blood, he could pull the blood up to a small part of his thumb with a big move. As time went on, even the people of other guilds gradually saw what was wrong. Although Wushuang had always maintained control over the boss, even if they won in the end, it was a complete…….disastrous victory!
by BobaTeaTranslations
Someone immediately choked, “Those words you said are really sour. If you want to blame the president for giving the spirit to others, just say it straight. Why are you so weird? Similarly, the president opened the back door and you both came in. You can’t compare with Liu Yan, so you create sour remarks.”
There were many rights and wrongs in front of the beauty’s door. If there were true love fans, there would naturally be black fans. There were also many people in the guild who hated her.
Wen Ying didn’t pester on this issue. She just spoke straight, “I do have a way, but I need the president’s cooperation.” Her words attracted the attention of Mobei Eagle, who responded during his busy schedule.
The people of Fentian and Heifeng saw that Wushuang suddenly made an effort to mobilize the strength of all the remaining assassins, and orderly led the boss to Wushuang’s position one by one. Naturally, the other guilds were not vegetarian and wanted to intercept the boss halfway. But at the final point of the assassins, it was Mobei Eagle, the president of Wushuang guild, who undertook the last stick!
As everyone all knew, the top three masters were the presidents of the three major guilds. Usually, the presidents were like a sign, and they rarely rushed to the front in ordinary battles, because their death was like a fallen flagpole, which was easy to cause riots in guilds and was not conducive to stabilizing people’s minds in battles. Mobei Eagle, as one of them, was naturally the same. Apart from understanding what it was like, it also made everyone sigh that they couldn’t see the style of the top three.
Therefore, his sudden action surprised and shocked countless people!
They saw him jump up, take advantage of the tenacity of the treetop to point his toes, sweep the top of the mad cow’s horns, take an arrow, aim and shoot! Three arrows were fired in succession, hitting the same position at the bottom of the horn accurately. The crucial attack was that a bright red -32980 appeared on the head of the mad cow. Its eyes were red, and it frantically rushed to Mobei Eagle!
However, with his precise walking position, he bent around the tree, narrowly avoided the attack every time, and left room to attack the boss and stabilize the hatred. Unless Duhuo and Prince Long also play together, no one on the court could match his operation.
Original translation is from bobateatranslation dot com. If you’re reading this elsewhere, this chapter has been stolen. Please stop supporting theft.
The ability of top players made the other players marvel and worship. For a while, many people slackened their attacks and looked up to the president of Wushuang guild.
While they were convinced by Mobei Eagle, the guild channel of Wushuang guild had already been noisy.
“What do you want to do, Luo Ying? ! !”
“If you didn’t say that your ‘demon fog’ could obstruct the boss’s sight and provide cover for the president, how could the president personally go pull monsters! Where’s your skill? Why don’t you use it?”
“Hurry ah! The chairman’s acceleration skills are running out!”
“Add blood.” Wen Ying’s voice finally sounded in the channel, but it was completely different from what everyone expected.
“Add bullshit blood, you should release your skills!”
“Do you want to see him die? Add blood.”
“No way, I can’t add it!”
The healer for Mobei Eagle was too anxious. The boss moved too fast. Mobei Eagle had to make himself faster. She can’t aim accurately!
The first regiment’s “Small Cute Cute” pushed her away and said, “I’ll come!” Although he always called himself Small Cute Cute to disgust people, he was actually a male player. He took a violent healer route. He beats the boss all year round with the output profession. His judgment on the target position was far better than that of others. The more dangerous the moment, the more calm his mind is. The release of skills could be described as stable, accurate and ruthless, and every milk was accurate.
He took a glance at Wen Ying, as if he knew what her plan was, and took the lead in declaring: “I don’t have much milk, but it’s better than nothing.”
It was indeed better than nothing. Every time Mobei Eagle had only a trace of blood, he could pull the blood up to a small part of his thumb with a big move. As time went on, even the people of other guilds gradually saw what was wrong. Although Wushuang had always maintained control over the boss, even if they won in the end, it was a complete…….disastrous victory!
