After finishing speaking, he comforted: "It's really too much to fight three. If I meet all three of them in the saint stage, I'm not sure of winning. Well, it's 50-50 at most. If you can't swallow this breath, wait for them to come back. Organize an exchange meeting for you and give you a chance to take revenge."

"Oh, Boss, you can only open 50-50." Zhang Yuanqing raised his head with a smug expression on his face: "But I gave the three of them a run for their money."

The cigar in Fu Qingyang's hand was ashes.

For a moment, Mr. Qian's eyes froze for a moment, then recovered in an instant, and commented calmly:

"You did a good job. With so many props and genitals on you, if you can't win again, then it's rubbish."

Boss, are you forcing your respect? Zhang Yuanqing lowered his head when he thought this sentence in his heart.

"But I seem to have gotten into a catastrophe, and God's punishment will not let me go. I'm panicking now." Zhang Yuanqing said.

Do you panic? Fu Qingyang glanced at him coldly, and then said, "It really needs to be summed up, so let's talk about the process in detail."

Zhang Yuanqing gave Fu Qingyang a detailed description of the entire battle process, from the beginning of pulling the marshal's tiger skin as a banner to fool the Qinghe branch, to using the teleportation props to leave the battlefield at the end.

Originally, one five ten.

After Fu Qingyang listened silently, he asked abruptly: "The first thing you should care about now is not to stop killing the Palace Master."

The boss had the word "scumbag" written all over his face. Zhang Yuanqing said: "If she leaves the battle, she will contact me."

How can you call to remind me during the battle?

When Zhang Yuanqing asked for help from Palace Master Zhisha, he had already shared with her the information about the demon hunter and the professional characteristics of the Wind Mage, and Palace Master Zhikill gave her a non-issue answer.

You may not win, but you will never lose.

So Zhang Yuanqing was not worried about the safety of the palace lord. Besides, musicians, like Eros, were very good at saving their lives.

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone in his pocket rang.

At first glance, the caller: Crazy criticism of the Palace Master.

Zhang Yuanqing answered the phone in astonishment, and tentatively asked: "Palace Master, are you done fighting?"

The weary voice of Palace Master Zhisha came from the loudspeaker: "I am out of battle."

Fu Qingyang frowned, stared at the phone, and raised his chin slightly.

Zhang Yuanqing understood the meaning of the boss in seconds, and asked, "So fast?"

In bed, the erotic profession is a clingy goblin. On the battlefield, the wind mage is the sticky spirit that causes headaches for all major professions. Without some special means, it is impossible to escape the pursuit of the wind mage.

Theoretically speaking, it is impossible for the Palace Master to leave the battle so quickly.

The Master of the Killing Palace smiled and said: "Don't think that you are the only one who has teleportation items. Well, I got hurt a little, take a nap to recuperate, remember to pay dividends."

She didn't seem to want to talk about it, and hung up the phone after reporting her safety.

Fu Qingyang said indifferently: "Although teleportation is only a skill of the saint stage, props with teleportation function are very rare. She is a musician, where can she buy it?"

Zhang Yuanqing shrugged: "I don't know."

It should be bought through Chen Shu's channel. Chen Shu is a partner with Mr. Bill, and she must have access to the Merchant Guild.

Fu Qingyang skimmed over this topic, pondered for a few seconds, and said: JrNovels.com