I cooked a pot of fragrant eight-treasure rice, which made me enjoy it. I threw the remaining eight-treasure rice into the refrigerator, wiped my face, and rushed into the world and set out for my second transfer task.

I thought about it all the way and thought about it, and it would be better to find someone to accompany me to do this task. It is not to deny my smart brain or to look down on my extraordinary wisdom, but to solve this job transfer task as quickly as possible. There are many people and power. It is not a simple task to be a werewolf chief. If you bring technical content, you will always spend more time. I first threw a message to Xing Tian, ​​"Where is the boy?"

"Brother, I'm in the ranks. My wife asked me to participate in the world's No. 1 martial arts competition and even gave a death order to make me enter the top ten thousand strong men. I'm really miserable. Brother, are you here to accompany me?" Xing Tian replied with a look of death.

"I'll be with you and make it to the top 100,000, and I can't get in." This guy has no hope. There is a different man with a family, so I won't hold him back.

"Fisherman, how many levels are you going? How have you been wandering around recently?" Send a message to Wuming Tianxia to see.

"Hey, I've been busy with work these days and haven't practiced much. I'm only at level 23. I'm fishing in Heishui Lake, what's wrong?" Wuming Tianxia replied quite readily.

This kid is only at level 23, and he is another summoner. If he is not touched by those werewolfs, he can die. We can't harm him. He replied, "It's okay, I'll say hello to you. By the way, have you participated in the World's No. 1 martial arts competition?"

"Do you still need to ask? Of course I participated, what about you?" Wuming Tianxia replied.

"Like you, haha, okay, I won't disturb you from fishing anymore, and always contact me when I have time." I said.

Big Bear and the others probably are also rushing to level. It is not good to ask them to come over. I won’t help others deliberately, and of course I can’t let others help me deliberately. Don’t do to others what I don’t want to do to others. By the way, that guy is also an assassin. I don’t know if he is at level 30. The multi-text that asked me that I had bought mission items and dug mines together. Well, I’ll throw a message to him.

"Brother, long time no see, where are you?"

"It's painful." Duowen replied with a sentence that made me confused.

"What's wrong, it's for the beauty or the country." I asked jokingly.

"Not all, it's for a job change." He replied with like-minded words.

"You are at level 30, it's quite fast," I said.

"I've just been promoted to thirty years old. I took a job transfer task and asked me to kill the chief of the werewolf tribe outside Leidi City. I don't know where it is. Can a person be killed? So I'm still going to do a job transfer task and leveling up first." Duowen replied.

Hey, why didn’t he know where to kill the chief? Didn’t Dikado give him a map? So I asked, “I am outside the north gate of Leidi City. Where are you now? I just happened to do that mission, know the way, and go together.”

"I'm in the Undercity, then wait for me, I'll be there soon." Duowen immediately replied when she heard that I knew the road and went to do the task.

Do you take tasks in different places and have different treatments? I have a little doubt in my heart. In fact, it is not different. But Duowen is as impatient as me. After taking the task, she rushed out, so she didn't get the map. The npc tutor was not so intimate with him. It would save you trouble if you don't want him.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come, hurry up." After replying to the good news, I first cut up more than ten-level scalpers and wild sheep at the door. It was not for that little experience, but for the more meat pieces. The meat chops on my body were almost eaten.

I asked me why I was so troublesome. I wouldn’t ask these players for help, and I wouldn’t just look for the Chongtian Sword, blood-stained territory or arrogant. In that case, wouldn’t it be more convenient? One call is a group of people. I have thought about it, but it is really not worth it to ask them to take action on the small matter of changing jobs. Moreover, there is no way to do good things for them to help them. In the future, they can help me and get a lot of money. I can help them with only one hand and I can do it first.

Looking at the Duowen who was rushing to come, I stepped on the bonfire and put the grilled lamb chops and five-spice beef into my backpack one by one, clapped my hands, and threw a team invitation at him.

While accepting my request, Duowen looked at me and said, "Brother, you are awesome, you have changed your clothes again. Are you from the black iron level?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I can't say whether I'm awesome if I spend money to buy it." I said with a smile.

"I'm rich now, so I've spent a lot of money on this bronze equipment." Duowen fiddled with the bright daggers and bright leather armor in front of me and said.

"Haha, okay, hurry up and set off, and it's dark." I pointed to the sunset that was gradually falling and said. Duowen and I were talking wildly along the way in Shanghai, and we cut monsters left and right, and we walked to the gazing plain without realizing it.

The bright moon stared at the boundless grassland, and the gentle moonlight put the green grass on the orange coat; countless fireflies set up small lanterns and floated on the grassland, as if they wanted to compete with the vast starry sky; the slender grass leaves grew in one by one, one by one, forming a green ocean; the breeze gently blew the leaves tips, bringing up waves of undulating leaf waves.

When I first entered the plain, I basically encountered monsters about level 24, such as ball spiders, brown-haired wild dogs, etc. I could vaguely see many players in the distance. I opened the map and looked at it. The werewolf tribe was in the central and northern part of the plain, and I had to continue to move forward to see it.

When the first beast-turned werewolf waved the little mace in his hand and rushed towards us fiercely, we were both secretly glad that fortunately two of them came, otherwise one person might not be able to complete the transfer task. Why, you can tell by looking at this beast-turned werewolf.

On a strong body of a bronze armor set, messy hair emerged from the gaps in the armor. Two strong wolf legs stood steadily on the grass. The opened mouth was covered with sharp fangs. From time to time, a drool or two of saliva slipped from the mouth. The purple-red pupils were full of murderous intent. They were ruthless and were not allowed to tear us apart. The level was not low, just like us, level thirty.

Duowen and I looked at each other and went up. Duowen waved the short sword in his hand to face the werewolf, and I walked around behind it. I had never seen the effect of the third-level backstab, and now I was just right to practice my hands with it. The werewolf's nail hammer hit Duowen, and the damage of -145 made the kid crooked his mouth. Fortunately, I was not stingy when I entered the plains. I divided some elixirs and paralysis poisons to give him, which gave him some confidence.

He fought with the werewolf a few times. At the same time, I lifted the Curse Blade and made a backstab with one skill. The 50% increase in attack is really not a cover. I probably also used the armor-breaking characteristic. With one knife, it actually cut out nearly 600 damage, which made Duowen's eyes wide open. I couldn't help but look at the dagger in my hand a few more times, and thought to myself: What's this thing? My sword looks more stylish than it looks, so why can only cut 80? No wonder he didn't change the guy, it turned out to be a treasure in his hand.

Duowen seems to be a high-aware assassin. His attack is not high, but his dodging rate is not low. Of course, it is still a bit inferior to me. I fully utilize the blood-devouring effect of the Curse Blade and the melee bonus power of the Blade of the Wind Blade. It is like the sword and the arrows appear blood.

After a while, the werewolf fell down desperately with a howl, leaving behind a little pitiful copper coins and a Mad wolf armor to create a scroll. I picked it up and looked at it, and said, "Why don't you explode Mad wolf armor? A scroll is useless."

"Why is it useless? Players who learn forging skills can only master the manufacturing technology of ordinary equipment in the skill master. One of the equipment with attributes needs to be tried by themselves, and the other is to use the scroll to make it. The chances of failure are higher when trying it themselves. With the scroll, at least 80% chance of success is guaranteed." Duowen explained to me.

"Hey, how can you know so much?" I asked at him with my head tilted.

"Why don't I know, because I have learned the forging skills." Duowen said with a sneering smile on her face.

"Look at how you smiled like that, I know, take it." I threw the scroll to Duowen and said. Since he needed it, of course I wouldn't fight. He found that he hadn't snatched me up with me. At least we still have the qualities.

We had reached the sphere of influence of the werewolf tribe, and patrolling beastly werewolfs had an encounter with us from time to time. Of course, under the fierce attack of the two assassins, under the effective action of paralyzing poison, they had no chance to escape back and call for reinforcements, and died on the spot.

Standing on a small mound, I looked over. The conspicuous guy sitting steadily beside the burning fire in front, wearing a black helmet, with only two eyes exposed, and wearing a red robe, should be the werewolf chief Buysak. Behind him were two beastly werewolfs standing, two wolf heads were looking around, and it seemed that they were responsible for protecting the chief's safety. Damn, you level 33 bosses still need you two to be bodyguards, I muttered to myself.

"Duowen, that chief is there. What do you think? Can't you get there?" I turned around and asked.

"The hidden ones, there are three of them. Are we sure we should ask for a few more people to help?" Duowen said hesitantly.

"What are you afraid of? By the way, have you learned all the skills at level 30?" I have thought about this question a long time ago. Werewolf attacks are quite high, but their health is not large. Moreover, the chief is just a wizard. Although the level is at a certain level, his health is definitely not high. As long as I can survive the first few rounds of attacks, I am definitely sure to kill them.

"Of course I learned it. Opening the rmb exchange will finally make me escape from the sea of ​​poverty." Duowen said with a full spirit.

"That's good, listen to me, we will sneak over immediately. Listen to my message. One person sneaks into a beast-turned werewolf. A third-level sneak attack can make them unconscious for 3 minutes. In this way, we will hurry up against the chief. Once they wake up, they will open the sword blade wave and take the medicine. I estimate that the possibility of success is at least 80%. If it really doesn't work, then we have to turn the fast flash. What do you think?" I thought about it and said.

"Well, the two werewolfs have never been killed. Now there is only one chief. What are you afraid of? Just kill me, let's go." After hearing what I said, Duowen also came to his strength and said fiercely.

"What are you busy with? Then, I can increase my magic defense for you." I grabbed him and took out two dead leaf pills and said.

"Oh, you have a lot of medicine. You can open a pharmacy and you will definitely make money." Duowen took the pill and said obediently after getting the cheaper one.

"Well, can you open a pharmacy and ask you to get it for free? I don't even see so many medicines for you." I said angrily, "Let's go, the chief miss you so much."

The two slender figures slowly turned into nothingness under the reflection of the moonlight, disappeared from the spot, and we were sneaking towards the chief.

"3", "2", "1", "Do you do it." As soon as I sent out the last two words, two sharp swords and sabers suddenly slashed out from the air. "Crack, snap" fell on the heads of the orcs behind the chief, successfully hitting them into a coma, and both of us were exposed. The frightened chief suddenly stood up, his hands synthesized into a ball, and he didn't know what to say. Before we could come forward, a black flame swept towards us, and it also took a few steps back and continued to launch a magic attack.

You can't let it distance yourself, you can't let it delay time. As soon as you see this guy is using a large-scale attack magic, I know it's trouble. If you can distance it and freeze it, Duowen and I can't fight back. They stuffed the blood recovery pill into our mouths, and accelerated me and rushed towards the flames.

The wind-breaking crossbow on my hand shot a numbing poisonous arrow. The damage caused by the black flame to me was quite moved. If I hadn't taken medicine and added magic defense, it would probably be at least 200.

"Too many patterns, take medicine and hurry up. Never give it a chance to use other magic." I shouted.

At the critical moment, Duowen was not vague. He gritted his teeth and rushed through the flames. He picked up the guy and chopped him at the chief. The damage value of -230 and -245 on his head showed that he was also very injured.

When the beast-turned werewolf chief looked at the sword light cut with desperate eyes, and the empty door behind him opened to welcome my sharp curse blade, the two werewolfs who were supposed to be responsible for protecting it were still in a coma. It was relaxed, so easy. Due to the effect of the paralyzed poison, it delayed its casting time, giving us the opportunity to take advantage of it. The werewolf chief, who was originally focusing on high magic attack, was simply fragile and pitiful in melee battles. In addition, my dagger played several times in succession, unexpectedly defeating the chief quickly. The assassin's melee battle was definitely a nightmare for the mages.

Turning his head and opening the sword blade wave together, killing the two beast-turned werewolfs. We happily came to the chief to get the mission props. Oh, the chief only has one tongue, we have two people, how to separate them? I suddenly thought of this question and looked at Duowen and said, "It seems that we still have to squat here, now there is only one mission prop."

Duowen looked at me in confusion and said, "Why are there only one, isn't two?"

"When have you seen a monster with two tongues?" I replied

"What and what, I'm talking about ears." Duowen was a little confused by my words and said in confusion.

Oh, it turns out that although Duowen and I want to kill the same monster, the task props needed are different. This may be because of the different tutors who receive the task. This is great, and each person needs it, which saves much trouble.

"Okay, I'm going to go back to the Undercity to hand in the mission, where are you?" Duowen asked me with a fluffy ear.

"Of course I'm going back too, haha, then we meet at the world's number one martial arts competition." I, who knew that Duowen was also attending the conference, said with the bloody tongue.
Chapter completed!