Just when the two brothers had not recovered from their shock.

He heard the priests say to them again.

"I just strengthened my equipment and wanted to test the effect. Would you two want to play the ancient pictures with me?"

Two ghost swordsmen: "?????"

no……

Brother, it’s not that we don’t want to fight.

At least you can see if our brothers are worthy...

The rare sets are not complete, and the weapon is a blue-grade broken weapon of level 50 + 8.

The power of standing in the street is only in its early 400s.

The 800 intelligence or strength required by the ancient Tuye team is not qualified to join the team at all.

Try it with your head...

"We may not have hurt enough..." The two ghost swordsmen showed a look of shame.

"It's okay, I'll call another passerby later. Three people will eat my breasts. It will definitely be enough." Chu Jun smiled comfortably.

These players are his precious assets.

It's okay to take them all the way.

Although I don’t know what “feeding milk” means in Chu Jun’s mouth, after all, I have never eaten buffs from other milk professions all the way, and I don’t know much about this term.

Perhaps the pink weapon of the 12 reinforcement has considerable say.

Even if I think ten thousand things are impossible in my heart.

But the two ghost swordsman brothers followed Chu Jun away by a stranger.

We have arrived at one of the three ancient pictures in the current version: the gate of the Wrathful Cave.

As the top copy of the current version, it is very lively here, with various professions gathering together, and there are crowds of people.

"Come an Asura with 800 intelligence and help control the picture."

"3c=1c, come with a pure c with 1000 strength, and we four designated to kill randomly!"

"The aircraft brings pictures, pass the pictures in a few seconds, and ensures a stable stroke!"

"Stay your mother! Brothers, this is a Trojan horse, don't take his car!"

The players were communicating happily.

The two ghost swordsmen also have a great sense of being soy sauce.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the dungeon, he began to help Chu Jun find candidates.

Finally, a qualified C was found and hurriedly pulled into the team.

Chu Jun glanced at the attributes of this c.

More than 800 points of power are considered a c that barely breaks the threshold.

But what he wants is not this kind of c.

This kind of C can be self-reliant, without the value of carrying, and it is not easy to test your own milk volume.

His eyes swept over many characters present in turn, and opened the attribute panel one by one.

final.

Chu Jun's eyes fell on a demon world man standing in the corner trembling.

Level 48, only more than 300 intelligence, pitifully low.

"Then... that... is there any big guy willing to take me to play the white picture... I heard that there are many big guys here, so I want to find a big guy to take me to play the white picture, just once! I will be quick to finish this task... I promise not to waste your time..." The people in the Demon World just finished shouting.

Chu Jun said.

"That young man with 300 intelligence over there, yes, is you talking about, come here to be the master of our ancient map."

Demonic World: "???"

Two ghost swordsmen: "???"

Other players: "?????"
Chapter completed!