Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

　　 Adrian finally reacted, and quickly said with a smile: "I'm just talking casually, as long as you know it in your heart.

　　 You have such a strong natural aura, you can never be unlucky. "

　　 Adrian, he seemed to understand what was going on, and he blurted out the words unlucky.

　　 For an alchemist, no matter how proficient in alchemy work, there is a chance of failure. Naturally, no other skills are needed. The existence of the word "unlucky" is enough to make an excellent alchemist tremble.

　　 The natural consciousness was soothed. He let go of Adrian who had provoke him, and danced around Hill with satisfaction, narrating his love for Hill.

　　 For you, I am willing to put up with this idiot.

　　 Hill smiled warmly.

　　 Adrian secretly exhaled.

　　 Hill summons Sri, let him summarize the information of the past two days.

　　 "There are so many warcrafts, the uglier the lower.

　　 If you can't beat them, they will run away. The more you get to the back, the more they are going crazy, endlessly dying.

　　 If they are not careful, they will explode their magic core. Several of them died because of this. "Sri asked the puppet to bring up a ring, "Old Lady Sanda Wang, she kept one of every beast in their hands and sold it to us. This was what she said at the time. "

　　 Adrian took the ring and started to investigate.

　　 He frowned: "This is not just a breath of supernatural power. I have to take it back and show it to the teacher."

　　 Hill suddenly felt that the world suddenly became real: the world consciousness is so active to help the **** of time and space, and the reason why players can enter so easily may soon appear.

　　What else can there be under the ground?

　　The gate of the abyss is still a spider?

　　 "Has the rose not returned to the kingdom of God?" Hill remembered the noble **** who was fighting against the gate of the abyss.

　　 "No." Adrian looked up and said, "Dionisio is ready to inherit the pope's position."

　　 Hill opened his eyes in surprise.

　　 "In that church, internal fighting has always been terrible." Adrian sneered, "That person has been unable to return to the kingdom of God, and the church has been shaken.

　　 The current Pope is probably silly to be touted, thinking that he can go straight to the kingdom of God and sit on the throne of the Lord. "

　　 Hill missed a sutra for this super subordinate, after all, the soul flying is the best ending.

　　 "The current pope is a rare and relatively low birth in that church." Adrian smiled and said, "The royal family of Dionysio, the infighting is too fierce, and the group of heirs are all wiped out, so this one can only be cheaper.

　　 When this one, known as the strongest orthodox heir under the gods, appeared, the pope was completely emptied.

　　They chose a more euphemistic approach. After all, the status of the Pope of the Church has been so high for them for tens of thousands of years.

　　The main **** in the kingdom of God seems to have cooperated. The current pope, who has been touted for hundreds of years, really feels that he is extremely powerful, as long as he enters the kingdom of God, he can only subdue to the main god.

　　It was these people who didn't expect that if the Lord God could not come back, the Pope would feel that he could replace him.

　　 The Mage Association is going to have fun, and the news spread quickly.

　　 are all waiting for Dionisio, when will you kill that silly pope?

　　 It is estimated that it will be soon, otherwise such secret information would not be revealed to the mage. "

　　 Hill sighed silently, he felt that the aristocratic church would be a pit sooner or later.

　　 Adrian stood up: "When will the ink pen Chenxin come over, let's find a place to put things out."

　　 "Is the second floor vacant?" Hill asked Sri.

　　 "They all went to the City Lord's Mansion to rest." Sri replied, "No one came up on the second floor."

　　 "Then clean it up and leave it to Uncle Adrian." Hill turned his head and asked, "Why not put it in the newly opened grocery store, such a big place."

　　 Hill threw the materials to Adrian: "Take it away."

　　 Adrian put the materials in his hands to observe carefully, and absently said, "The shop is best to be ordinary. If you have high-value items, you should go to the town."

　　 Hill nodded: It seems that Frank and Adrian are still conservative towards players. That's good.

　　 He turned his head and looked outside. Most of the players were attracted to Adrian's shop.

　　 "When I first came up, I saw your store selling food?" Adrian asked.

　　 "The undead need to eat food." Hill replied, "Their bodies need food to replenish some energy."

　　 "It's strange." Adrian felt inexplicable: "They won't be hungry. What's the point of eating? Why don't you use spar to supplement it?"

　　 Hill felt that he couldn't explain it. Could it be that this is a fixed rule of online games?

　　 Hill is a little distracted: Maybe the morning breeze sleeps, does not touch the mortal world, uses spirit stones to absorb spiritual power. This model is more like an Eastern fairy game. Can players not adapt?

　　 Adrian didn't plan to ask Hill to answer. He was very satisfied with the materials in his hand, and after putting it away, he got up and went downstairs to put things.

　　 "Sri." Hill asked softly, "The old Sanda king?"

　　 "According to Mr.'s usual practice, she gave her 3 times the contribution of the territory." Sri replied, "This lady can already settle in our territory, and the store has a 20% discount."

　　 Hill nodded in satisfaction, then surprised, "She is lawful and kind?"

　　 Hill In order to reduce the trouble, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com asked the people who settled in their territory to maintain a lawful and kind-hearted camp, otherwise it would not have only a few dozen players now.

　　 "It may be the priest's relationship." Sri replied calmly, "She usually only participates in defensive battles."

　　 "Okay." Hill muttered to himself, "The temper doesn't mean the camp."

　　 "Mr. Mobi Chenxin is here, and he brought a few people." Sri asked, "Shall I take it directly to the second floor to see Mr. Adrian?"

　　 "Yes. Everything is over, call me down again." Hill thought for a while, "It's best to keep the ink pen and heart, you tell Uncle Adrian."

　　 Hill sat by the window, watching the players coming in one after another outside.

　　 Even after seeing Adrian’s expensive price, thousands of people came to the Black and White Road one after another.

　　 Hill reacted in a daze: Their level is only increased in the level of the wizard, and the high-end products made by Flange can be used by legends without money.

　　Equipment that can be held for a long time, players who are willing to spend money, probably want to get it in place in one step.

　　 Anyway, it was a one-off. Hill comforted himself. It doesn't count as breaking the fairness of the game. Frank will never do it again. Adrian can't do it.

　　William, sooner or later, he will make a copy of his magic.

　　Furthermore, Hill thought sadly that players still rely on the number of players to fight in battle, and the strength of individual equipment only affects their own arena.

　　 Hensley is poking his head again.

　　 Estimated how many things Adrian sold.

　　The players who went out were all waving new weapons in their hands, showing off loudly.

　　The onlookers watching the players' fiery eyes just made them even more proud.