Master is in hand, I have the world

The flower stealing was over, and before leaving, Hei Xifeng specially sent a letter to the other party announcing her great achievements in stealing flowers.

Sang Fuyun, who survived the Queen's hand, quickly went offline and fled back to the warm bed.

Thinking of the "Textual Research of Ancient Chinese History" that will collapse tomorrow morning, Sang Fuyun can't wait to find a corner and die.

Back then, Sang Fuyun hated the brainwashing formulas and theorems of physical chemistry and didn't like to write long articles, so he embarked on the road of no return to learning history!

The professor’s surname is Wang, who usually believes in Taoism. When he is teaching, he talks about Tao Te Ching, Nan Hua Jing, and Zhuang Zi’s Book of Changes. The students call him Taoist Wang very affectionately in private!

According to your sister! ! !

Daoist Wang said that unofficial history cannot be believed! ! !

Taoist Wang also said that official history has limitations! ! !

Taoist Wang also said that the poems and songs are exaggerated! ! !

Taoist Wang also said that the history of previous dynasties was all written by later dynasties! ! !

Taoist Wang soon discovered that the official history and the official history contradict each other! ! !

The old paper has never traveled through time, how does the old paper know which one is right! ! !

Taoist Wang said that to study historical textual research, one must learn ancient prose! ! !

All the rare characters must be pediatrics! ! !

There is no such thing as "耜耑茻昚囦蛦腭"! ! !

After watching it, the whole person is Sparta lost! ! ! ! !

Daoist Wang likes to ask questions, and if he answers wrong, he will be despised! ! !

A harmonious day with clear skies.

In the past few days, due to the lack of sleep and sleep due to the game, Sang Yi sneaked into the classroom with the textbook in his arms, and went straight to the last row to use the book to conceal himself in all directions.

The usual teaching assistant Wang Junchi didn't come, and a new teaching assistant named Li Chen came to the class. One look at his gentle and quiet appearance, you can tell that he has a good temper and is easy to be overthrown. Brothers and brothers relax instantly, sisters and sisters gather together Crazy.

It was rare that the weather was fine and most of the students were sleepwalking. After one class, no one tried to make things difficult. After the class, Taoist Wang was in a good mood and accompanied everyone to talk about the mountains. He said: "I know some students call me Taoist Wang kindly in private. In fact, this kind of The law is not correct, it should be called the head of the Taoist priest to look solemn. Let’s talk about it, how do you address the monks in the temple when you go to the temple?”

Sang Yi was wrestling with himself in a dream, and suddenly woke up after being stabbed severely by Tian Zijing beside him, and said in a daze, "Bulk?"

Blue veins burst out on Taoist Wang's forehead: "Sang Yi, get out."

Sang Yi: ...

After Taoist T left the mountain gate, Sang Yi went to the cafeteria to eat a late breakfast and an early lunch against the sun at eleven o'clock in the morning. After eating and drinking, he returned to the dormitory and immediately fell asleep.

When I woke up, the lights outside the window were dim, and it was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and I suddenly felt a kind of literary impulse and romantic spirit that I don't know what year it is.

Ever since someone started a relationship, the three of them in the bed kept disappearing, if not at the girlfriend's place or on their way to the girlfriend's place.At first, Sang Yi thought it was cool to have the dormitory all to himself, but later on he couldn't find anyone to talk to all day long, and he was almost autistic.If it goes on like this, if one day he hangs up in the dormitory alone, maybe he won't be discovered until the day he becomes a mummy.Although it is true that finding a girlfriend can pass the time, but meeting several in a row feels inappropriate, and Sang Yi doesn't want to fall in love for love's sake, so he just goes along with fate.If it wasn't really boring, he wouldn't be playing games every day with Tian Zijing, a ten thousand year old otaku.

After being idle for a while, Sang Yi still couldn't think of anything else to do.

Open the beer, turn on the phone, and open "Three Realms", and now these trilogy have almost become the entire content of his leisure time.

The moment Sang Fuyun went online, a message popped up in the private chat channel.

[Private Chat] Qingqing Zijin said to you: Are you here?Very late today.

[Private chat] You said to Qingqing Zijin: Are you waiting for me?

[Private chat] Qingqing Zijin said to you: You are a pharmacist of dark gu, and the previous blood-increasing outfit won't work if you wear it.I got you a new set of equipment.M me when you can go back to the Longteng map, and I will give you the equipment when I come back.

[Private chat] You say to Qingqing Zijin: Yes, yes, I can come back now!

[Private chat] Qingqing Zijin said to you: I have something to come back now, it will take about an hour.

Sang Fuyun was about to ask him what's the matter, when a message of myth suddenly flashed in front of him.

[Private chat] Shinhwa% Wushuang tells you: join the team.

In the Red Mansion, apart from Master who often likes to play disappearing, Mythology is the most elusive.Mythology is different from players who pursue strength. When others are crazy about leveling or dungeons, he is mostly silently studying the effects of various equipment skill combinations, and then finds monsters or other players to practice again and again.What he pursues is to pursue the ultimate display of the equipment and skills of this level under the limitation of the level. To put it bluntly, the fun of his game lies in seeing himself become stronger, not in interacting with others, which is no different from playing a stand-alone game.

There are only three kinds of content in his life: building equipment, researching skills, and going out of town to kill people.

This is the first time Shinhwa asked Sang Fuyun to join the team, which really made him a little flattered and confused.

[Private Chat] You said to Shinhwa% Wushuang: Brother God, where are you taking me?

[Private chat] Myth % Wushuang tells you: Guild activities.

The guild activities that Shinhwa is willing to participate in must not be the kind of casual monster fighting, and Xiao Fuyun must die if he goes there.

[Private chat] You said to Shinhwa% Wushuang: Is it the kind to die?I don't go, okay?

[Private chat] Shinhwa% Wushuang said to you: No one expects you to be able to fight monsters, even if you come here to gain experience, it doesn’t matter if you lie down and watch a movie when you die.What you have to do is: [-]. enter the copy; [-]. die inside.Are there any problems?

[Private chat] You said to Shinhwa% Wushuang: ...No.

Sang Fuyun, who wanted to cry but had no tears, wanted to kick nowhere, wanted to kill no one, joined the team with 1000 million points of reluctance, and was instantly summoned to his side by Shinhwa props.In front of you is the dark passage of the mausoleum. A large team of 25 people has blocked the narrow passage. Except for Sang Fuyun, everyone has a red to black name. None of the four deputy gang leaders will leave. In the past, it was full of murderous spirits. Obviously, making famous names has become a characteristic industry of Honglou.

[Team] Sang Fuyun: Why are there so many people?Where are we going?

[Team] Hei Xifeng: Altar of King Yu in the copy of Mount Sumeru.The troublemakers have been wiped out by us, and we will kill them when Suzaku comes out.

Strictly speaking, Mount Sumeru is not a dungeon, but a huge underground labyrinth. In the depths of the labyrinth, the Altar of King Yu will spawn a super boss Suzaku every Thursday night.Suzaku is one of the four great mythical beasts in ancient times, and it is really impossible to knock it down without ten or twenty people.Among the four divine beasts, only Suzaku is refreshed at a fixed time and place, and Suzaku also has a chance of dropping the five great artifacts. Every Thursday night, the altar of King Yu will be more lively than the vegetable market. A must-have show every time.Even if the Red Chamber is a strongman who can PK with one enemy and many, he dare not be careless to form a gorgeous lineup of 25 people.Originally, [-] of them dealt with Suzaku, and the remaining [-] were dedicated to deal with monster hunters, but when this group of people encountered PK, they rushed upwards like chicken blood. Now Suzaku has not refreshed. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers have been killed.

Sang Fuyun hadn't seen this kind of formation since entering the Three Realms, and immediately leaned against the corner of the wall and approached T-CC, who was relatively the most tempered.

[Team] T-CC: The swordsman I'm leading is going to attack Suzaku in a melee charge, don't come close and die.

Sang Fuyun began to move closer to the last Mythical % Wushuang in the team.

[Team] Shinhwa% Wushuang: We are responsible for killing people and clearing the field behind, why are you here?

[Team] Sang Fuyun: ... What can I do?

[Team] Yuerugou: Sangsang, who expects you to fight, just rush in and die underground.

[Team] Sang Fuyun: Actually, I think I can try to die more slowly.

[Team] Yue Rugou: Actually, I think you can strive for a better death.

[Team] Sang Fuyun: ...be nicer to me!

[Team] Yue Rugou: This kind of dungeon brings you pure experience, isn't it good enough for you?

[Team] Sang Fuyun: Obviously they brought me to die.

[Team] Yue Rugou: Letting you come and rub is to save face for your master.Don't rub it, right?Then I will ask my apprentice to rub it.

[Team] Sang Fuyun: Slow down!I rub it!Of course!But why didn't you see my master?

[Team] Yue Rugou: He is the first one to reach the full level in the whole server. Now he is equipped with top-level skills, no wife, no lover, and no need for all dungeons. What do you think he can pursue?

[Team] Sang Fuyun: ...It's really exhausting for people to live to this extent.

On Thursday night, the Mount Sumeru dungeon was originally a time when the major powerful guilds competed for strength. Unorganized people and helpers from small guilds basically came to deliver food. The Temple of Six Gods has been very low-key recently, so it has basically become a place of black wings. And the enclosure contest of the Red House.Little T leads a group of people in front of them, seeing monsters, killing monsters and seeing people. Myth is that a swordsman stands at the end of the team to attract firepower, and ten assassins around him are invisible and waiting to ambush the enemy.

Knowing that the four deputy guild masters of the Red House are here today, Black Wings obviously intends to launch a revenge and annihilation battle. They have been cleared out of King Yu's altar six times in a row, but they still come like a tide.Going back and forth to the red building is also red-hot. For a while, the fire, ice, thunder, lightning and thunder can be heard in the corridors of the underground palace, which is more lively than the New Year celebrations in the Three Realms.Although the individual strength of the black wings is obviously not as good as that of the red building, but there are too many ants and they can eat elephants, not to mention that the red building is notoriously lacking in healing, and no one is their opponent in the blitzkrieg. The red building couldn't stand it first.