After talking to Qiu Qianhua, Jiang Feng went back to the guild's base directly. Tomorrow is the time to start the PK competition. Although it is only the early qualifiers, some things can be prepared in advance. Jiang Feng is almost level 39 now and is wearing level 30 equipment. Although the equipment is good for suit attributes, the attack of the weapon can no longer keep up with Jiang Feng's request. After learning the use of spiritual objects from Chao's father, Jiang Feng's heart began to become active.

It is a bit unrealistic to find a set of dark gold-level thief suits, but Jiang Feng has seen several gold-level suit design drawings at the auction house, one of which is used by thieves. It is even more difficult to upgrade after level 40. Not only does the experience required for upgrade make people speechless, but the difficulty of monsters has also increased to a higher level. Therefore, players after level 40 are not very demanding about upgrades. In addition, guilds that have been developing for a period of time will definitely be constantly rubbed, and resources and strength players are particularly important. Players after level 40 explore dangerous areas and open up unknown maps has become the mainstream, so that the requirements for equipment are more stringent.

Now the Dragon Glory Guild has gathered almost 50% of the blacksmiths in Tianshi City. As long as the Dragon Glory Guild is upgraded a few more levels, the number of blacksmiths can reach 60%. In this way, Jiang Feng can build statues in the guild base. If some good weapon forging methods appear in the statues, then the Dragon Glory will go up one step a day. After establishing the statue, Jiang Feng decided to limit the number of blacksmiths to store the blacksmiths and take the recruitment of guild combat personnel as the main target for recruitment. With the support of the huge group of blacksmiths, Jiang Feng will not be afraid of not being able to recruit people.

"Although the gold suits do not have very strict requirements on materials, it is too difficult to find things like spiritual objects. In addition, let the gold suits directly surpass the level and become spiritual weapons, the materials used for making must be the best, even higher than the materials used for dark gold-level suits. This will ensure that the spiritual weapons grow into immortal weapons and become immortal weapons in the future. However, I have no other high-level materials now. The high-level ore obtained in the fog swamp is OK to create daggers. Making leather armor is obviously the best fur for monsters, so I can only check it out in my spare time for the competition." After thinking, Jiang Feng locked the target of the main material of leather armor on the colorful elk that guarded Zhang Yuelu Yueling Pearl.

The 50th level boss of the colorful elk has the bloodline of fairy beasts and is extremely fast. It is located in a snowy mountain north of Tianshi City. From where Qiu Qianhua got the information, two of the remaining five stars under the control of Zhuque, Jiang Feng has hope to obtain it now. One of them is the one guarded by the colorful elk, and the other is the earth spirit bead of the willow soil deer guarded by a side dragon earth dragon with dragon bloodline in the fog swamp. This earth dragon is a level 50 boss, not the legendary 60 earth dragon. Jiang Feng is a thief. The fur is naturally the fur of a speed monster like the colorful elk. The inner armor of the warrior should be good, and it is a bit unsuitable for the thief to use.

After making a decision, Jiang Feng began to collect information about Snow Mountain, and purchased some medicinal materials and added his own storage. Jiang Feng began to configure some poisons he imagined. The shop in Tianshi City was handed over to Li Rongrong to handle, and the miscellaneous items in the guild were taken care of by Li Kui. Seeing this classmate who was originally immature but became more and more sophisticated and calm, Jiang Feng was secretly grateful.

At six o'clock, Jiang Feng got off the game and put on a filial piety uniform and picked up his mother's portrait. Jiang Feng's mother's funeral was not held big. Li Muchen refused to attend everything he knew about his lover. There were only Jiang Zhiyuan and Jiang Hanling on the Jiang family. In addition to the Murong and Murong Hanyan, there were only seven people in the funeral except for the outsiders who helped the burial of the funeral. But Jiang Feng didn't think that was wrong. His mother liked quietness before she died, and there was no need to die, but she had to endure the gongs and drums and the crowds of people.

The afterglow of the sunset shone on Jiang Feng's side face. Jiang Feng knelt in front of a tombstone on the halfway up Jiuling Mountain for a whole day. During this period, Li Muchen had something to leave, and the Murong and his wife also felt that it was not suitable to stay here with Murong Hanyan and Jiang Zhiling, leaving only Jiang Zhiyuan and Jiang Feng and his son here. There was no tears or grief, and they looked at the tombstone in front of them with dull eyes. Jiang Zhiyuan stood behind him. When Jiang Feng was different from Jiang Feng, Jiang Zhiyuan looked at the tombstone and the kneeling Jiang Feng's expression, and was filled with guilt in his grief. There was also a helplessness that could not change all this.

"Lingling is awake and is clamoring to see you." Jiang Zhiyuan, who really didn't know how to comfort Jiang Feng, had to move Jiang Ling out.

"Oh." Jiang Feng's eyes fluctuated, and a trace of warmth flowed through his eyes. "Mom, the weather is a little warmer. But Beijing is still very cold. Wear more clothes there. Mom, goodbye to grandma." Just like going out to say goodbye to his family, Jiang Feng stood up and showed a smile on his face. It seemed to be reassuring his mother and grandma that there would be no problem when he went out. Jiang Feng turned around and walked down the mountain, but just walked to the intersection of the mountain. Jiang Feng suddenly looked up at the top of the mountain, his eyes collided with the faint night sky and the eyes of a young man. The two of them had a spark of resonance between the same kind. However, Jiang Feng's eyes were domineering and indifferent, while the other party was as soft as willow branches, caring for the people.

"Tell me, I'll go back later." He withdrew his steps down the mountain, said the first thing he said to Jiang Zhiyuan these days, turned around and walked up the mountain.

"Okay!" Jiang Zhiyuan smiled when he heard Jiang Feng's words. Although Jiang Feng's face was still indifferent and his tone was still so cold. However, Jiang Zhiyuan smiled happily. At least his son spoke to him, which was a good start.

"Zhuge Mingxu."

"Jiang Feng." Before Zhong Batian's thatched hut on the top of the mountain, a young man in sportswear and smiling stood quietly, full of scholarly atmosphere. But he did not have the weakness of a literati. His eyes flashed with wise divine light, and his appearance could only be said to be average, not handsome, and not ugly. But wherever he stood quietly, he could attract other people's attention. The two looked at each other for a while, and the other party first introduced, and Jiang Feng immediately said his name.

"Are you interested in a competition?" Zhuge Mingxu looked at Jiang Feng's smile even better, and seemed to have no regard for Jiang Feng's grief at the time of losing his mother, nor did he need to comfort Jiang Feng. He had a free and easy smile on his face, as if he was inviting a familiar friend to have tea.

"Not interested." Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows, and the two of them met again. Jiang Feng smelled a dangerous breath from the other party's warm gaze.

"If you win me, I will help you win the world." After hearing Jiang Feng's answer, Zhuge Mingxu's smile remained unchanged. He seemed to have expected Jiang Feng to answer like this, and smiled and offered his own conditions.

"What are you losing?" Hearing the other party's words, a ray of light burst out from Jiang Feng's eyes. This light was not about the passion of the world, nor was it about questioning the other party's words, but about vigilance in the face of danger.

"If you lose, follow me and go to a place where you don't agree. As for the military, I will tell you and ensure that your sister will be carefree for the rest of her life."

"Why?" Jiang Feng asked lightly when he heard the other party's conditions and the promise.

"Because I am the 27th generation descendant of the Zhuge family, and as my family protects the dragon veins of the Chinese nation for thousands of years."

"Yes, how do you compare?" Hearing the other person's words, a trace of fear flashed in Jiang Feng's eyes. Perhaps Jiang Feng would sneer at the other person's words, then stepped forward and kicked and cursed at the not-so-savvy face: "God." Jiang Feng, who had a rebirth experience and had contact with a strange man like Zhong Batian, was not superstitious. He also knew that some things had been passed down for thousands of years and did not disappear. Naturally, there was a reason for his existence. Since it existed, it must be faced and could not be ignored.

"Walk to me from you, come over and I will assist you in winning the world. If you lose, follow me." Zhuge Mingxu showed a hint of surprise on his face. He didn't expect Jiang Feng to agree so easily. However, he immediately thought of Zhong Batian's description of the boy in front of him in the room behind him, and his expression of surprise flashed in a flash, and there were only three steps between the two.

Jiang Feng narrowed his eyes and did not look at the road beneath his feet. His eyes seemed to be stuck by Zhuge Mingxu's gaze. The two slowly merged together, but Jiang Feng did not withdraw his gaze and still looked at Zhuge Mingxu. Jiang Feng took a step forward, and the evening when the night fell turned into the morning when the rising sun was rising. All these fantasies seemed to exist really around Jiang Feng, and they were like the fantasies revealed in the other party's eyes. Or was this the other party's thought, and Jiang Feng's fusion eyes saw the other party's heart and entered the world imagined by the other party.

Looking at the rising sun rising from the horizon in front of him, Jiang Feng felt a sense of disgust. It seemed that this rising sun was different from what Jiang Feng usually saw. Under its illumination, Jiang Feng felt more comfortable staying in the darkness. But he could not stop the rising sun from rising. Looking at the brighter and brighter world, Jiang Feng's heart became restless. A bright red rose from Jiang Feng's eyes, and then instantly filled his entire pupils, turning into a flame and constantly jumping.

A violent aura emanated from Jiang Feng and swept around. There was destruction in the tyranny, ruthless coldness, and a domineering aura of contempt for the world. It was like a evil dragon, who was rampant and did whatever he wanted, but he was still high above and looked down on all living beings.

Roar! Jiang Feng's throat made a roar that was not as good as a human being, and roared at the rising sun. With Jiang Feng's roar, the scene in front of him changed again. At this time, it was already bright moon in the sky. The darkness around him made Jiang Feng stretch comfortably, and a bloodthirsty tyranny began to disturb Jiang Feng's heart, and this tyranny continued to grow stronger with the richness of darkness. Jiang Feng stood on a lonely mountain, looking down at the lights of thousands of families at the foot of the mountain, revealing a cold smile. His body bent down to rush towards the foot of the mountain.

In the quiet mountain village, several dog barking and baby crying came by accident. The quiet night made Jiang Feng's eyes redder, kicking open the door of a farmer, and killing began. The fires surged into the sky and screamed in pain. The quiet mountain village suddenly became like hell. The painful moans around and the screams of fear of death made Jiang Feng feel a comfortable feeling, and the tyranny in his heart became even more unscrupulous.

"Brother! I'm so afraid where you are? Lingling is so afraid, I want mom." Just as Jiang Feng was storming and killing, a cry stopped Jiang Feng. There was a struggle in his eyes, and his cold face began to twist, as if he was fighting against something.

"Brother, where are you? Brother, where are you..." Jiang Feng's mind appeared in his crying Jiang Ling, and the heart-wrenching shouts that made Jiang Feng cry.

"Ah..." Jiang Feng teared his hair and his eyes were bulging. The bright red eyes were clear and violent. The two sides kept swallowing, entangling and hostile to each other. A golden line started from Jiang Feng's pupils and extended to both sides to slowly divide the violence and Qingming. As the two separated, Jiang Feng's painful expression returned to calm. His eyes were divided into two colors: Qinghong and Qingming. The golden line was like tearing apart the dark sun, forming a clear division line between anger and reason.

"Lingling is not afraid, brother is here." A warm smile appeared on the crazy and cruel Jiang Feng's face. Just like when his mother was on night shift, she was coaxing Jiang Ling to sleep. The roar in Jiang Feng's throat turned into a lullaby murmur. His bloody hands were extremely clean at this time, slapping his sister, allowing her to fall asleep faster. Jiang Feng took the third step.
Chapter completed!