Online games: evolution from a sword

With the order of the Motian Emperor, both the demons and the humans stopped fighting.

"3 minutes, I will only give you 3 minutes. After 3 minutes, you will lose this bet. In this case, you will lead the human race to surrender, how about it?"

"Okay, let's say 3 minutes, just 3 minutes, not more than one second, not less than one second."

Nie Fan sat on the ground confidently, his legs slumped, and the Holy Sword of Baize stood beside him.

Others naturally didn't know why Nie Fan made the 3-minute bet. 3 minutes, will there really be a helper?

"Sister Lemon, brother Nie Fan, is he really sure? If people don't come, maybe our entire human race will be buried with us?" Feng Yao came to Oxygen Lemon.Although the current Oxygen Lemon has almost completely lost its fighting ability, she still has a place in the hearts of the human race.

Therefore, as soon as Feng Yao said this, it immediately attracted the attention of many people, all of them looked in the direction of Oxygen Lemon, trying to get a satisfactory answer from her.

They didn't know where Nie Fan's confidence came from.

"I don't care if someone will be called." Oxygen Lemon looked at the lazy Nie Fan, only to realize that he was also looking back at him, and hurriedly lowered his head in a panic, blushing: "I will always trust him."

"Why?"

"Because he is Nie Fan, because he is the man who has been with me for a long time."

Feng Yao rubbed her chin, but she still didn't quite understand what Oxygen Lemon was talking about.For more than half a month, she has been by Oxygen Lemon's side all the time, where is there a man like Nie Fan?
"Sister Lemon."

"Yaoyao, you will trust him too, right?"

Seeing Oxygen Lemon's firm eyes, Feng Yao froze for a moment, then smiled self-deprecatingly.At this moment, if you don't believe in mortal gods, who else can you trust?
She didn't say much, but sat directly next to Oxygen Lemon, also looking at Nie Fan's figure, lost in thought, not knowing what she was thinking.

Perhaps, this man worthy of Yiyi's sister's trust really has some magical powers.

Seeing that Fengyao sat down and had nothing to do with her now, Fengyou simply stood behind Fengyao and Oxygen Lemon, holding a dagger, looking around vigilantly.

He is a ghost, so naturally he doesn't know what fatigue is.

Although they are harmonious here, other people obviously don't think so.Although they worship oxygen lemons, they have nothing to do with Nie Fan who suddenly appeared.

Even though he is strong, it is still difficult for them to choose to trust a stranger.

"Nie Fan, what are you doing? Isn't it good to run away at this moment? Why do you want to bet on the fate of mankind?"

"Hey, I think he must be a demon, and he is in collusion with that demon, in order to destroy our human race and make the time-limited mission fail."

"Give us an explanation! We ask Nie Fan to give us an explanation!"

"We ask Nie Fan to give us an explanation!!"

"strongly demand!!!"

Apparently, during the rest period that Nie Fan managed to secure, another internal strife broke out in the human race.

"This is the human race you swore to protect? It's such a sad race that you can't work together at this time. Nie Fan, why don't you let them be your backing? I really think highly of your IQ."

Mo Tiandi taunted Nie Fan from time to time, in order to hit Nie Fan's mentality.As long as he can break other people's mentality, he can naturally reap the benefits.

It's a pity that Nie Fan obviously didn't like this, but smiled faintly, opened his eyes, glanced at Emperor Motian, and then closed his eyes again: "I thought you were so smart, Still want to break my mentality at this time? You are still too young."

"Also, who told you that these people are my backing?"

Following Nie Fan's words, Emperor Motian looked at the surviving humans.

Most of them are people who don't support Nie Fan's approach at all, and they are also those who don't do anything but drive the train with their mouths full of words, and they can't do anything except bbw on the sidelines.

But there are still a few who are deliberately separated from these people.

One is the oxygen lemon that I just defeated.

One is a little loli holding a staff.

One is a white-faced man holding a mysterious dagger.

A strong woman who seems to be leading the team.

There is also a couple, one holding a sword and the other holding a book, so loving that they are not affected by others.

In addition to these people, there were a few scattered people standing behind them.

Obviously, these people are the people Nie Fan really believes in, and they are also the people he deliberately wants to protect.

Interesting human race, interesting Nie Fan.

At such a time, one still knows who is worth protecting and what should be abandoned.

It is said that he is a human race, but he is far from the universal sentiment of the human race's hypocrisy.It can be said that he is not a human race, and he also knows who he should protect.

interesting.

"Nie Fan." With only one and a half minutes left, Mo Tiandi called Nie Fan who was dozing off, obviously he wanted to say something to him.

As for Nie Fan, he didn't even open his eyes, but just gave a slight "hmm" to show that he was listening.

"I think the two of us are quite compatible."

Mo Tiandi's words directly made the eyelids of Nie Fan, who was dozing off, tremble, obviously frightened by Mo Tiandi's words.After being stunned for a few seconds, he managed to utter a few words: "A decent person, don't fight with a bayonet."

Mo Tiandi was also stunned for a moment, and even though he realized that there was a misunderstanding in what he expressed, he did not tire of explaining, but smiled secretly: "Your thinking is very out of the ordinary, very interesting. If it is not a battlefield, we have no Standing on the opposite side of the two races, maybe I should buy you a good drink."

"I do not want."

Emperor Motian obviously expected his answer, and praised: "If you agree directly, then I will take back what I just said. Since you rejected me, it proves that you are not a secular person."

Then, he looked at the human race who were still clamoring there: "In 1 minute, I will kill that group of people first, then your friends, and finally you."

Nie Fan didn't respond, and Mo Tiandi didn't find it boring, and waited quietly for a minute before disaster struck.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the speed passed slowly for some reason, and every second passed was extremely meaningful.

Most people leave their fate to God.

A small group of people hand over their fate to hope.

60 seconds.
59 seconds.
3 seconds.
2 seconds.
1 seconds.
1 minute and 60 seconds has finally passed.

Mo Tiandi stood up: "Three minutes have passed, and your helper hasn't arrived yet, so surrender."

Nie Fan also opened his eyes, looked into the distance, and said with a slight smile, "Who said my helpers didn't come?"