Catacombs game: I can kill monsters to extract attributes

Without unnecessary movements, Lu Miansheng just floated in mid-air.

Xia Hong and the others saw Lu Mousheng's jaws drop suddenly when he saw Lu Miaosheng floating up suddenly.

"Brother Lu...you are!?"

Lu Miaosheng said calmly, "Do you know what this means?"

Xia Hong and the others did not speak, they quietly watched Lu Miansheng.

"This is the characteristic of the golden realm, flying!"

"Do you feel you need to fear them now?"

Xia Hong swallowed his saliva and looked at each other. Their highest level was only the sixth level of the bronze level, but Lu Miaosheng had already crossed the silver mirror and reached the gold level?

Did they really enter the Vault at the same time?

Not only are they deeply mired in self-doubt.

A group of people walked out of the safe house and walked towards a large stronghold.

Where is the stronghold of the Warrior Alliance, there are about 1000 people here at this time.

.........

The Alliance of Martial Artists is composed of a large building complex, which their leader exchanged from the Catacomb Shop.

As long as the owner of the safe house agrees, the safe house will be integrated into this large complex and form a part of this large complex.

There are two guards at the door, it's just for face, according to the boss of the Warrior Alliance.

A big power should look like a big power.

Have everything you need.

Although the two of them are gatekeepers, there are a thousand bronze essences as rewards a day.

There are many people who want to do this job.

Who wouldn't love to be rewarded so generously without working so hard?

Maybe some people who hunted desperately outside did not earn as much as their wages.

At this time, the two of them were a little drowsy. After all, this was just an idle job, and they had nothing to do at all. They could sleep until the sky was dark with a stool in the small room.

"Hey...wake up! Someone is coming!"

Two guards, one of whom was squinting his eyes, suddenly woke up when he saw a few people approaching.

"Who... disturbed my erotic dream."

The other person had a displeased face as he woke up and looked ahead.

"Who are these guys? They're not from our forces, are they?"

"I remember them, weren't they beaten by us before? Why are you here now?"

"Could it be revenge for us?"

"Quick, tell the people inside to come out, this must be looking for trouble."

The two frantically operated, and then walked out of the guard room.

"stop!"

"Why are you here, do you still want to be beaten?"

The two of them did not hesitate at all in the face of the momentum of the seven people, and their attitudes were still arrogant.

Lu Miaosheng didn't blackmail them with nonsense, and his mental strength rushed over.

"Clap!"

Two crisp voices sounded, and the cheeks of the two of them turned rosy instantly, and blood oozed from the corners of their mouths.

The two leaked incredible eyes.

They were beaten?

Or get slapped?

"Good...good...very good!"

"Don't even think about leaving today!"

The two were completely angry, who are they?

It is the gatekeeper of the Warrior Alliance, which represents the face of the Warrior Alliance. Now someone dares to slap them in the face?

Isn't that just hitting the face of the Martial Artists Alliance?

"Clap!"

There were two more crisp sounds. Before they were beaten on the left cheek, now it is the right cheek.

They touched their cheeks in disbelief, and got hit again?

How dare they?

Looking at the two five-fingerprints evenly on both sides, Xia Hong and the others unconsciously felt pain in their faces.

Those red faces and the corners of the bleeding mouth all looked so painful, but also so refreshing!

I could see that their hands were raised, as if they went up and slapped them twice.

As if he knew Xia Hong's thoughts, Lu Mousheng said, "What? Itchy hands? Go up and slap your hands a few times to vent your anger. They can't move at all when I hold them down."

Dealing with this kind of Bronze-level guy, Lu Miansheng felt like he was bullying a baby, not even a child.

Xia Hong shook his head again and again: "No..."

Song Jianbai put his arms around Xia Hong: "Let's go, your waist was going to be broken before, why are you being polite? If it weren't for Murong Xiaoxiao, you could still stand properly?"

Song Jianbai's words also silenced Xia Hong.

This directly brought back bad memories for him.

The two wanted to speak harshly at first, but when they saw the two approaching with sullen expressions, they were instantly discouraged.