Dressed as a game card, the summoner is a cute loli

"Is this the power of money? This is so inhumane! I'm still using blue cards and can't even afford purple cards, while these rich people have two SSR cards!"

"The pink halo, that's the Supreme VIP, which means you've topped up over 100 million Great Flame Coins! Holy crap! Just topping up 100 million without a second thought, these rich people are so extravagant! I'm so envious."

"So you're so arrogant? That's just the beginning. I'm not afraid to tell you, my cousin works at the Red Romantic Foot Massage Center. She said that rich people get foot massages by having ten technicians, one for each toe."

"That's great! The young masters and young ladies have time for foot massages every day. Anyway, I have to feed corn to the chickens after I log off. When the chickens grow up, I'll take them to the city and sell them to the young masters and young ladies to make chicken hotpot."

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Standing at the front of the crowd, the three leading Ghostly Soul Slayers took in the poor yet sincere envy on the faces of the civilian players.

But it made them very proud!

The corners of their mouths couldn't help but curl up, which was harder to suppress than the AK.

Even Fengyun Wuji was the one who spent the most money and was the most wronged among the three in order to draw the second SSR.

At this moment, he put aside the scenes of Hong Wen breaking through the defense when drawing cards, and became full of energy and joy.

"My money wasn't wasted at all. Just seeing the envious looks on these poor bastards' faces was worth it!"

Among the three supreme VIP players, only Lan Jingjing is relatively reserved.

Because her attention was not on the players at all, but she was engrossed in admiring the Qingqiu White Fox tasting the jelly bit by bit.

"Hmph! A slutty vixen who has seduced away the summoner's soul. How on earth am I inferior to her?"

Nine-tailed Demonic Fox?6?1 Daji's eyebrows were slightly frowned, her face was filled with anger, she grabbed her soft big tail and muttered to herself in a low voice, the whole fox was almost jealous.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred that no one expected!

"Hey! You evil woman! Give me back my brother's life!"

The more Wu Song looked at Pan Jinlian, the more familiar she looked to him.

After repeated observations, Wu Song finally confirmed that the charming woman next to Feng Yun Wuji was Pan Jinlian, who poisoned his brother Wu Dalang to death.

In an instant, Wu Song was extremely angry, his eyes widened, and he immediately clenched his huge fist, determined to smash Pan Jinlian's head.

"Ah! Brother-in-law, calm down!"

"I know I was wrong, and you've already killed me once, so please spare me this time!"

Pan Jinlian also recognized Wu Song, and was so frightened that her face turned pale, her body went limp, and she fell to the ground, begging for mercy.

The sudden scene made everyone's mouths open slightly and their expressions froze.

What happened?

Why exactly?

Why do these two cards, which have never been seen before, seem to have such deep grievances and entanglements behind them?

"Overlord Xiang Yu, stop him!"

Fortunately, the ghost-killing soul reacted in time and ordered the Overlord Xiang Yu to stop the furious Wu Song.

No matter what hatred or grudge there is between your SSR and Fengyun Wuji's SSR, you shouldn't start an internal conflict at this time.

Not to mention that Pan Jinlian also has a super powerful auxiliary skill that can greatly increase everyone's output.

Her role is indispensable.

Compared to Guiying Tuhun's clear thinking, Fengyun Wuji's mind was completely confused.

He was a little dumbfounded.

What the hell?

The fight hasn't even started yet, and my SSR is already lying on the ground begging for mercy?

Even if you're a woman, you shouldn't be so spineless and heartless, right? You're an SSR, I spent over a million to draw you!

Even worse than that broken white card heavy swordsman, who yesterday faced the Overlord Xiang Yu, who was far superior in both strength and rarity, and still dared to draw his sword and charge fearlessly. Even he, his enemy, had to acknowledge this courage.

"Get up and stop embarrassing yourself."

Fengyun Wuji pulled Pan Jinlian up in anger, but the latter's delicate body trembled slightly and she still looked like she could not even stand steadily.

Fortunately, the ghost Tuhun on the other side said something to Wu Song, and the latter just glared at Pan Jinlian coldly and did not continue to attack.

"Evil woman, I'll spare your life for now. After the battle, I'll ask you for an explanation!"

Among the crowd, Chen Xian was watching the fun with great interest.

He didn't expect that the cards would continue the grievances in the background story.

Of course, this is a named card, a privilege only available to cards with an initial rarity of blue or above.

A nameless, originless white card like his has a cleaner foundation than a wallet at the end of the month, so naturally, there is no love, hate, or vengeance attached to it.

What he didn't expect was that while he was just watching the fire from the other side of the river, the flames of trouble actually burned him.

In the swamp, during a 40v1 fight, the Ghost Shadow Chasing Wind, who was counter-killed by Chen Xian, spotted him with his sharp eyes. He then reported everything he knew to the Ghost Shadow Tuhun, not only truthfully but also with exaggerated details.

"You're saying that A Gu, who I had high hopes for and even offered generous compensation to recruit, turned around and joined another guild after rejecting me?"

"The guild leader or that crappy white card?"

"Po Baika even threatened that he would kill anyone from the Ghost Shadow Guild whenever he met them?"

The ghost-slaying soul touched the hideous scar on his face, and his voice showed no emotion.

"President, are you suspecting me of lying? What kind of person am I? You know me inside and out!"

"I followed you when you first debuted. Do you remember that battle? Boss, you were seriously injured, and I was the one holding a machete, slashing all the way from Wangzai Wharf to Miaocui Corner to escort you..."

Memories surfaced on Guiying Zhuifeng's face, but he began to talk endlessly.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Ghost Shadow Tuhun shouted at Ghost Shadow Zhuifeng to stop, then turned to look at the crazy scholar on the right.

"Great Military Advisor, what is your opinion?"

The crazy scholar shook the white bone fracture fan and spoke slowly.

"President, in my opinion, there must be something fishy about this matter. Why not ask him in person?"

The ghostly soul-slayer nodded in approval.

"Military Advisor is right, let's go!"

So, Ghost Shadow Soul Slayer, along with his two right-hand men and a large group of Ghost Shadow Guild members, surrounded Chen Xian and his companions again.

He didn't keep anyone in suspense and looked straight at A Gu.

"What benefit did he give you? Is it as much as I gave you?"

Even though he was surrounded by enemies, A Gu remained calm and composed.

"No."

"Then why are you?"

The ghost's expression turned fierce, and the scar on his face squirmed like a centipede, showing his viciousness.

"President Ghost, there's a saying that goes, 'A woman dresses to please the one she loves, and a man dies for the one he understands.' You and I are not the same kind of people, but he and I share the same ideals."

A Gu glanced at Chen Xian behind him, turned around, and refused again in an extremely firm tone.

"Give up, Guild Master Ghost. A forced melon is not sweet, and forcing it will not lead to good results."

"A forced melon isn't sweet? Haha, but it quenches your thirst! Come on, everyone! Take it down..."

The Ghostly Soul Slayer decisively waved his right hand and was about to give an order.

"Would you try to move?"

Suddenly, a voice as cold as ice wind filled the ears of everyone in the Ghost Shadow Guild.

"Tap tap tap."

Then, the steel boots reflecting the metallic luster stepped down heavily one by one. The dull and solid sound made the hearts of the people in the Ghost Shadow Guild sink.

Chen Xian carried the heavy sword on his shoulder, walked a few steps to the Ghost Shadow Soul Slayer, and smiled at him condescendingly.

"President Ghost, we meet again."

"However, you are a little ungrateful to rob my people in front of me."

"Or did you not suffer enough yesterday at the entrance to the city wall?"