"Are there any team training? Play the welfare bureau and have a few middle-class brothers intimate me." A line of small words appeared in the chat box in the group instantly, and Qu Bo stared at the screen and waited for a reply.

"Swish--"

In just a moment, the announcement was quickly cleared away, and there was no movement like a rock sinking into the sea. There were thousands of players chatting at the same time, and the bubbling speed of the text was fleeting. People without any eyesight or hand speed could not find useful information at all.

"Damn, this speed!" Qu Bo wiped his sweat.

"Haha, how about it? Are you still looking for someone?" Yang Huan glanced at the time and reminded slowly, "There are three minutes left. No one has come here yet. Hurry up and send money!"

"Oh! By the way!"

Qu Bo slapped his head, as if he suddenly remembered something.

The game exchange group was specially established by dozens of players in order to facilitate communication of information in the early days of "Magic Map". Later, the development scale became larger and larger, and gradually evolved into a station for mutual exchange and sharing resources. In order to drive the promotion of the game, the official hereby allowed the earliest group of people participating in the construction to enjoy the qualification of an administrator in the group and obtain some set-up permissions.

Qu Bo does not communicate in the group often, and he is still a "diving" level above his head, but he is a real administrator and the official is still very conscientious. No matter what changes he has encountered in recent years, at least the promised things have not changed.

"You are very good at playing, have you started to grant permission?" Yang Huan also received a notice of information change. Needless to ask, he knew it was done by Qu Bo.

"There is no way, this is too fast to swim the screen. I have to do it. I banned the words for two minutes, and I will explain it later."

"Then hurry up, each management permission time is only three minutes, and the system will automatically lock it after using it."

"Isn't yours useful yet? Give me a gift?" Qu Bo sneered.

"roll."

At this time, in the communication group, under Qu Bo's small movements, the players who were originally chatting enthusiastically disappeared in an instant, and the public screen chat seemed to be still, clean and tidy.

"What's going on?" A player found out that he was banned and quickly asked his companions in the game.

"Oh, it's okay, maybe some great god is coming out." The companion also tried several times and explained, "Only the administrator can set permissions in the group can do it. Among the hundreds of professional players, there are only a few who can enjoy this qualification, so if there are usually bans, there must be important things to announce."

"That's how it is." The player nodded.

"Let's stop the game first and see what notifications are available in the group."

"kindness."

Under this situation, thousands of players stopped their movements at the same time, switched to the inside of the group interface, staring at the screen, fearing that a little information would be missed. They were all guessing who could create such a movement?

"That...is anyone going to train a team?"

After nearly ten seconds of silence, a sentence floated out of the huge text box.

“…!”

"Damn it! All members have banned the verdict. Tell me if anyone practices the team? Isn't the training team a special area to send information? As for the permissions?"

"That's right, why is this administrator a first-level account, and he is not even a member. Could it be that any great god's account was stolen?"

"A group appointment, you are so exciting, I thought something big happened!"

"It's dispersed, and it's really disappointing to continue matching."

Although the players could not type, their inner thoughts burst out intuitively, and they all expressed their dissatisfaction with the administrator. In fact, this is not a fault for Qu Bo. His account has been useless for several years, and the information has not been mentioned, and the rank has not been certified yet, which has caused riots among the players.

Every time a contestant in the ranks like Yang Huan sends a message in the group, a golden crown appears on his head, which is specially marked with team honors, such as Captain Xianyun Yehe - Song all the way.

Some players who do not have teams but are very strong in their own strength will also have silver emblems. For example, the unparalleled master - Nan Qiu.

Even players with the lowest threshold will try every means to authenticate a title, run to the wild and kill 100 little wild boars alone, and the system will automatically generate a merit, the wild boar nemesis - XXX.

Among the thousands of people, only one Qu Bo has such an identity, diving - Langya Yue.

It’s no wonder that players despise him so much...!

Time passed slowly, and the message sent by Qu Bo in the text box was still in the center. Now the time for banning the ban has passed, and the group has resumed its previous hustle and bustle. However, this time, the players seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding, and their goals were consistently aimed at Qu Bo. At the speed of their hands, they typing on the keyboard and began to communicate with Qu Bo, intending to expose the liar who was disguised as an administrator.

"Brother, aren't you going to practice the team? How many do you fight?" A player named Bailian Jian spoke first.

"6,000." Qu Bo saw someone responding and quickly answered.

"Oh, that's not too much. As for opening permission to call someone?"

"Sorry, brother, there are too many people watching the screen."

"Okay, I have a few friends here, I will bring 1 to join you in a group." Bai Lianjian said, confidently sending his personal information to Qu Bo.

"Yeah..." Qu Bo frowned and said nothing. The Bailian Sword Level is only an elite. If you have such strength to deal with Xianyun Yehe, it will be very difficult.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that there was no movement on the other side for a long time, Bai Lianjian thought Qu Bo had some concerns and said boldly, "Since I can take it, I will definitely win. You don't have to worry about this."

"I'll take a look."

"No, if you are afraid of fighting a team, don't fight. If you pick up someone, you will be convinced!" Bai Lianjian shouted on the public screen with dissatisfaction.

Qu Bo and Bailian Jian were not chatting privately, but directly typing on the public screen to communicate. The players saw the conversation between the two just now. Bailian Jian was also quite influential in the group, and this statement immediately caused an uproar.

"Brother, if you want to train like this, your teammates will never be able to get together. I have heard of Bailian Jian, and the operation is really good in all aspects. People say that four leads to one, so just fight quickly!"

"Yes, Bailian Jian used to be a specialist in the game, and the winning rate is quite high. Don't worry, be a salted fish quietly and win by lie down."

"The front row is for sale of melon seed drinks and mineral water. Everyone quickly move a small stool and sit down. The 6,000th group will start soon!"

Players have always watched the fun without much trouble. Moreover, today is the last day of the game server operation. Everyone feels that it is not a loss to be able to witness a team battle commanded by the Hundred Refining Swords when the server is closed.

"Then come on, Room 31, Arena." Unfortunately, the crowd was so loud that Qu Bo was forced by the remarks and had no choice but to tell Bailian Jian.

"Isn't that over? Wait a minute, I'll go there right away." Bailian Jian changed into combat equipment and came to the arena.

A few minutes later, he stood at the door of Room 31, looked up at the name of the room, and confirmed to Qu Bo again: "Is this room?"

"Well, come in." Qu Bo nodded, and at the same time started watching the game, attracting most of the people in the group to come.

"Swish--"

Bailian Jian stepped in, and a flash of light flashed, and his figure was teleported to the inside of the room. At this time, Qu Bo was ready to stand. Before he could tell anything, Bailian Jian did not dare to move anymore as if he was electrocuted all over his body, and his heart was filled with huge waves.

From his perspective, the five people on the opposite side stood in a compact position, all wearing gorgeous clothes, with flames surrounding them. The leader held ice and snow and sighed with ice and snow. The blue jade bow flowed through the power of frost, as if it was to lock the surrounding space. The other four people had different weapons, namely the Undead Fist Gloves, the Wrath of Thunder God, the Heavenly Drake, Baili, and the five people's names were even more Fire and Yaotong.

Idle clouds and wild cranes—Singing all the way

Idle clouds and wild cranes——No words

Leisure clouds and wild cranes—Yi Tian

Idle clouds and wild cranes - goodbye to the maple

Idle clouds and wild cranes--Holy Light

The moment he saw the team name, Bai Lian Jian trembled under his feet and quickly said, "Sorry, God, I've entered the wrong room."

"Damn!" Seeing that his teammate whom he had finally pulled him to run, Qu Bo quickly grabbed him, "Brother, aren't you picking up the team? Don't leave!"

"Are you teasing me?!" Bailian Jian was still scared. He was considered to be the best among ordinary players, but compared to real professional players, the gap must be a huge difference. "Why didn't you talk about the group you made with Xianyun Yehe earlier? That god of happiness is simply my idol, how dare I fight them?"

"It's okay, the first team members of Xianyun Yehe didn't come here. Except for singing all the way, the other four are newcomers in the group stage, don't worry..."

"Stay away!" Bai Lianjian did not give Qu Bo the opportunity to explain, and retreated directly outside the field.

Now the onlookers understood what Qu Bo said just now. It turns out that he was a group with professional team members!

In this way, let alone one hundred swords, even one hundred swords, you may be killed instantly when you meet Xianyun Yehe. Everyone can see the performance of Xianyun Yehe in the group stage. The two core cores Feng and Yitian cooperate with each other and burst out the whole game. Almost all the MVPs, it is really no suspense if you let Bailian Yehe fight with them.

Seeing his teammate escape at the battle, Qu Bo was embarrassed and raised his magic wand and waved it a few times: "This teammate...!"

"Can you still fight?" Yang Huan suppressed his smile and asked him.

"Captain, I don't think the flowers you mentioned in front of the Buddha are so powerful. Even the people who fight in the team can't get together?" Shengguang muttered in the channel.

"Don't be careless, focus on him when the war begins."

"Okay." Shengguang shook his head, obviously he couldn't take Qu Bo to heart.

Just as everyone was making noise, the public screen was banned again. Before everyone could chat and discuss privately, a conspicuous id appeared in the text box in the middle.

Han Mang: "Ah, I heard that someone wants to fight a group? If you are short of someone, please take me one!"

“…!”

"Damn it! It's the cold god! What's wrong today? First, Captain Xianyun Yehe led the team to dominate the room and made a fight with others. Now he actually exploded Lin Han from the alliance, exciting, exciting!"

"It can't be fake, why don't there be any insignia in front?"

"Brother, look carefully. He is an administrator! How can this be fake?"

"No, this lineup is too hard tonight!!" One player couldn't help but feel excited and shouted through several seats, "The network administrator will add more money, and the No. 22 machine will be turned all night!"
Chapter completed!