The strategy team has just reappeared to the outside world and welcomed thousands of cheers. At the same time, ANZ ur Gong, the "bone winner" in the eyes of everyone, was the first to bear the brunt and was embraced by beautiful women.


    It was messette who came. Although the impact of the flying hug of grade 90 was like a truck collision, it also produced a sound of wind pressure at the moment of contact, but because the grade was very high, the blowing wind raised messette''s hair and headscarf, which seemed just right.


    Messite put her face on ANZ''s clavicle, glanced at the more prominent bright red reinforced armor, and added in a tone like a scriptural sentence: "elder brother, it''s hard."


    "It''s so close! There''s still a soft and fragrant feeling?! does the race of the dead female emperor have this setting?" Anzi roared in his heart and flashed the green light of "forced not to panic" and "forced not to be excited".


    "Well... This is the body and clothes that I have been given to me by master Anne, and the dead woman does not seem to have any body odor, so this time I switched to the ordinary elegant perfume, and how did the master feel?"


    Although Anzi wanted to dismiss her with "is it time to joke about it now", let alone get married in previous lives and this life, she had no real sense of intimate female experience - Mordred didn''t treat herself as a woman and didn''t allow others to treat her as a woman, so it didn''t count.


    So it''s astringent. Although there is almost no desire to reproduce among the three desires, because he is not a skeleton that changes according to the normal process, the existing personality residue seems to respond to the atmosphere emitted by messite''s more mature white porcelain body, telling him that he wants to proceed according to his feelings.


    But his reason as an undead stopped him. Others are not poor, ambition is not poor, and there are others around. They all have the strength and qualification to look at him as he is now. At this time, they should take out their spirit and carry on.


    Anzi doesn''t remember what figure and clothes she gave her, but now it''s like this. The female emperor of death has a "adult" setting and forcibly pulls her figure to just an adult.


    And the clothes are just things with empty appearance and negative energy construction settings. After all, it is impossible to create and summon monsters with skills in the game. There is nothing in the whole body. The players have to prepare other equipment. The clothes are things of that degree. But after all, the game still attaches great importance to appearance. The clothes of the dead lady emperor are really beautiful.


    So ANZ said in a tone that he thought he was a popular man, "messite, you are quite charming now."


    "Ah... Thank you for your compliment. That''s great."


    "I''ll go!" yirut shouted, pointing to this side from a distance. "You''re playing the game of forming children and young wives! Before, you were a little girl without highlights, but now you are... Growing so fast! It''s clear that there are already beautiful women like Mordred, and now you''re embracing each other --"


    Before the words fell, Mordred immediately crossed the distance between the teams, and the sword pointed directly at irut.


    Yirut didn''t know where to offend the words just now. He reacted slowly, but he still avoided the blow of Mordred. On the one hand, yirut was already at level 100 and had just finished playing the boss. Even if he consumed his spirit, he didn''t completely relax; On the other hand, Mordred''s attack was just a life-threatening attack.


    However, Mordred obviously hasn''t calmed down, or if the other party doesn''t avoid giving her a gentle touch of the sword, it won''t be more energetic. But before continuing to be energetic, Ruo Luji and drodillon cross Mordred''s sword with weapons.


    Then the dark double-edged sickle attacked her back heart directly, so that she had to escape from the confrontation.


    "Come on, I saw you playing hard just now. Come again -"


    "I''m determined to die. Don''t make trouble! Cough, Mordred female... Cough, Mordred swordsman, his words were really impolite just now, but you shouldn''t use force?"


    "Hey, you have enough of that. Apologize quickly."


    "I''m sorry to make fun of you." irut immediately bent down and bowed. He naturally knew that the matter could not go on. With a GALGAME brain, he thought it was terrible for a woman''s scales to be crazy, and then apologized to ANZ and messite.


    "Mordred, he doesn''t know about you. I''m wrong regardless of the atmosphere. Forgive him," ANZ said to Mordred by taking this step to put down messite.


    "Hum, it''s not an example." Mordred also knew that it was her own problem. She didn''t know her gender, so she took back her sword.


    "You''re very leisurely. Next, should we discuss the distribution of booty and the resurrection of the dead between us and thousands of people over there?" crownpis called to the conflict area by touching the two spoiled Alice who shouted "sister" in her arms with both hands.


    Although some game player wants to make complaints about "what are you doing?" but they were not serious. They felt like they were defeated.


    ……………………………………………………


    Ibiluya sat quietly beside the wall of the camp and looked at the scene in the camp.


    The camp was orderly divided into many song groups, lined up and distributed all kinds of booty.


    There was noise and quarrel from time to time.


    More harmonious than expected.


    There was no too fierce dispute, probably because those people finally decided to adopt the distribution amount with simple appearance for each recipient, and did not directly disclose the effects of those magic equipment and props.


    The things taken out for distribution are basically rubbish in the eyes of the transcendent. If they are forcibly used, they have to worry about whether the durability will be damaged too quickly. However, in the eyes of the residents of the world, they are treasures that ordinary people can''t give full play to the performance of equipment. With their own appraisal level, they will only feel "Wow, this performance is strong". Even if they can further find out all the effects in the future, It is also possible that a new war may break out because of peeping at each other''s gains. As long as it is not fought here, there will be no convening party.


    "What are you doing here? You won''t just slip away from the party after that?" asked Claudius, who came to ibiluyay and sat down.


    "Nothing, but it''s none of my business now?"


    "But didn''t you just give up the artifact level equipment you could have given you? It makes people feel that way."


    "Nonsense, when it comes to me, there are only swords, axes and plate armor left. What do I, a magic chanter, want those to do?" ibiluyayi looked angry.


    "For this reason, you can go there to get more compensation, as long as you speak." Claus piss pointed to the garbage mountain in the eyes of transcendents and the treasure mountain in the eyes of ordinary people. "It''s no use for you. When you''re short of money, you can sell it."


    (to be continued)