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Chapter 1244 Ben Gong still rests at home

"Hehe, of course you can enter. Even if you don't have rebirth, you can enter. If you go in, you will die. Level 45 is just a requirement for the use of ancient fragments, not the requirement for the accurate entry of the ancient battlefield. Low-level players must die and experience the charm of the ancient battlefield. What's wrong with it? Why, want to equip level 60 equipment and then take away some of the broken pages of the ancient skill book? Hehe, you are dreaming in the daytime!"

"Uh... it's not that I want to enter the ancient battlefield, someone is forcing me to enter. If I don't open it, I'm sorry for the entire alliance!" Jing Tian said in a complaining tone.

"So that's the case? Then you can make some small contributions to the revival of the league.

"Obviously, Lalfar did not intend to feel sorry for Jing Tian. After understanding Jing Tian's situation, he did not forget to take advantage of the situation and he was very disgusting Jing Tian.

What if you promise not to give up?

Do you treat your husband in the game like this?

Sure enough, the marriage and partnership in the game is just a joke!

"Can you accept the summons and come and help?"

Jing Tian asked with a thick old face.

That’s right, if Lalfa can help, then you can still fight for the ancient battlefield this time. Even if you can’t get any awesome ancient skill book broken pages, you can still learn more and prepare for taking away the broken pages in the future!

"Hehe, just wait for your dear, to ask others for help! Of course, but are you sure you want to do this? Even if I am summoned, I will take care of your team at most. I can't help the lives and deaths of others. In other words, don't want me to protect your mistresses!"

Mission?

Haha, you really make enemies casually!

Also, can you not regard yourself as a regular palace? I am just a game partner?

"It's enough to have you said. Our guild will enter a team. Just bring a broken page of the ancient skill book for everyone. I believe everyone will not have any complaints."

Jing Tian raised that strange arc on the corner of his mouth, like a clown who succeeded in his conspiracy, full of evil fun.

"Hehe, my husband is quite ambitious, one book for each person, wouldn't he need 27 copies? I'm afraid that everyone in the normal team will thank God for 18 times. You are too greedy. I'm better off resting at home and will not respond to your summons!"

"Uh... it's not 27 pictures, but 28 pictures. A new player who is playing soy sauce has been added, but try to find a broken page of ancient skills for her. We should share the same blessings and be hard to share. We should treat everyone equally!"

"Hehe, can't it be a female player again? The peach blossoms around me are blooming! And I asked me, the official palace, to help you pick up girls, how can you bear it?"

"I'm just a female player, I don't have any other ideas... Her name is Ye Lanmeng, and she is a novice."

Jing Tian also avoided the taboo, after all, there was nothing to avoid about Lalfar.

Ye Lanmeng?

It turned out to be her?

It shouldn't be, how could it be her?

Isn’t that Ye Lanmeng?

A trace of doubt flashed across Lalfa's face and soon stretched out again.

"Is Ye Lanmeng a game ID?"

"Yes, why, do you know someone named Ye Lanmeng in reality?" Jing Tian felt that Lalf's question was a little strange, so he asked.
Chapter completed!
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