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The Twelfth Centurion Leader

After dealing with the affairs of Wandu Island, I went to Qilin Pavilion in a stern manner.

The Qiankun Divine Sect has always vented its anger with Qilin Pavilion. Last time in Taiyuan, no one appeared in Qilin Pavilion. This time, the three gangs joined forces to explore Huanbo and also excluded Qilin Pavilion.

Yes! There must be insider information!

The two left and right guardians of Qilin Pavilion, Feng Xingjiu and Chinese Inn, are both people on the Tianlist. Although they have always been at the end of the ranking, they have never fallen out. When I was only tens of thousands of poisonous islands, the player's level was only 40 or 50. At that time, the characters on the Tianlist were now missing now. Those who can be on the Tianlist until now have higher rankings. The two of them are also considered abnormal numbers.

The leader of the Qilin Pavilion gang, Crescent Leopard, has always been mysterious. No one on Wandu Island has ever said to have seen this Grand Pavilion lord. I guess except for the internal senior management of their gang, there are few people in ordinary gangs. Otherwise, there would be no definite news about the Crescent Leopard being a man or a woman.

When I arrived at the head of the Qilin Pavilion with my sword, I suddenly felt a strange atmosphere.

As one of the four major gangs on Wandu Island, the headquarters of Qilin Pavilion has a good location. It is close to the seaside and has a deep water port. It is obviously also aimed at marine resources at the beginning.

However, there is no warship at the headquarters of Qilin Pavilion that can be seen by people. Apart from a few third- and fifth-level warships, it seems that they are the private magic weapons of players. There are no large warships that the island gang should have.

The player gang on the island, no matter how poor it is, will set up a few warships of sufficient grade to serve as the storefront. Judging from this detail, it is not that there is something wrong with the attitude of the Qiankun Divine Sect towards the Qilin Pavilion, but that there is something wrong with the Qilin Pavilion itself.

After pressing the sword light, I stepped into the Qilin Pavilion headquarters, and I was even more convinced of my judgment. The gang headquarters was not even able to tell whether I was their family. There were many players coming in and out, but I couldn't see any of them. The players passed by indifferently. Even the gang headquarters should be the most private houses, and there were fewer people here.

Usually, the ratio of gang buildings to private houses is 1 to 5, or even 1 to 10, which is the same. The private houses in Jingyang Village have reached a super strong ratio of thirty times that of gang buildings. And here in Qilin Pavilion, there are more gang buildings than players' private houses.

"Well! It's very proud to go to other people's head office alone! But if you can't find someone to take care of you, it's embarrassing."

I was expecting someone suddenly shouted, "This is not the drunk green bull in the Minjiang Sect... Then a bunch of people came up to watch, and I took the opportunity to sell a ticket or something. But I was almost at the temple of Qilin Pavilion, and no one looked at me on the way."

I had no choice but to send two messages to me, Fengxingqiu, Chinese inn. Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, Fengxingqiu had no reply, but the Chinese inn replied to the message. "Oh! It's a green cow...", the four words, two punctuation marks, made me look at the black lines.

I sent a message again and said that I was right in front of the Temple of Ten Thousand Poisons at your headquarters.

The news of the return this time was even more straightforward. "Well! Visit casually, if you have something to do... you can't accompany me!"

What is the Qilin Pavilion? I heard the call from my communicator with a sword-bounced listening to the tide. The teams there had already gathered and were about to set off. I couldn't waste it here. With my heart's question, I took the sword and took it into the air and turned back to Jingyang Village.

It seems that the matter between Qilin Pavilion will only have a chance to go back to Wandu Island next time.

Now 60% of the main force of the Qiankun Divine Sect has been transferred to Taiyuan. The Wandu Gang has not developed very well. I did not have someone to participate in the Wandu Sub-rule. Other people's gangs are endless, so our own brothers will not play this. Therefore, in the end, only a hundred people were pulled out and asked me to lead them to the Huanbo Pool.

I rarely pass by so much, and go upstream along the Yangtze River. Everyone flew over along the way, without disturbing the people or invading the country. There are more than a thousand leveling teams in Shushan, and it is not very interesting.

The Huanbo Pool is also in Sichuan, not far from my headquarters in Minjiang. Just my idea is to go to the ground first, find a mountain, a canyon, etc., occupy a temporary base, build some defensive facilities, and take every step forward.

But I, a temporary little leader, have little authority. The players of the Wandu Gang and the Qiankun Divine Sect, each gathered together and sneered at my proposal. They all said that they would go to explore the Illusion Bo Pool immediately, as if they were all extremely different from the giant bulls, and the Illusion Bo Pool was waiting for them to come and ask for it.

I was too lazy to help me subdue the players of the Qiankun Divine Sect. My lazy surname was somehow infected with him. Without his strong speech, I just wanted to watch the show. The players of the Qiankun Divine Sect and the Wandu Gang quickly started to make trouble and wanted to go to explore the Fantasy Pond Pool separately, but I didn't think I existed at all.

Finally, everyone divided into three groups, including the Qiankun Divine Sect and the Wandu Gang, and went to explore the illusion waves separately. I and I listened to the tide with swords, Xuanyuan Bingfeng, and Qingfeng Mingjian first returned to the Minjiang headquarters. I smiled and said to them: "You are the best people in Wandu Islands and have deep skills. Usually, I live overseas and have no fame. This time I will definitely show my strength and let these inland players see the methods of our sea heroes..."

Among the Wandu Gang's players group, someone muttered: "You are from the Minjiang Sect, what kind of sea hero? You have only been to Wandu Island for a few days!"

My smile still remained unabated, and I bowed my hand to send them on the road until I couldn't see anyone. Then I turned around and patted my butt. These guys who don't know the heights of the sky, I wish you all the birds to break the void.

The Minjiang headquarters is more lively than the last time I returned. I have collected tens of thousands of players from Taiyuan, and now the territory has spread from Minjiang to ten kilometers on both sides of the Minjiang River. More than twenty large-scale villages have been formed. At any one, there are a series of functions at the entrance of the village, including thousands of years of ginseng immortals selling medicines, auctioneers, weapons masters, props masters, etc.

After sending a message and shouting, I realized that Qinglong Dawu is the only one in the headquarters. Everyone else has gone out to do tasks. As the boss of the three demons of Minjiang, Qinglong Dawu has become more and more arrogant recently. I just don’t know what the low-level gang members in the gang look at him. By the way, we have many fan women in the Minjiang Zhengtaiguan.
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