Fast Travel Mystery Project

Chapter 111 Game Master (39)

Chapter 118 Departure
The six people only felt their eyes light up, and then their bodies spun around uncontrollably.

fear!Or crowd control!
"Damn it, what kind of skill is this? Isn't the dark priest only slowing down and poisoning?" The soldier yelled cursingly. Although his body was out of control, he still had independent thinking, and his mouth could still speak.

"How do I know, I haven't seen many shadow priests!" The mage in his group also had a bad temper, and complained angrily: "Where's the assassin?! Kill him quickly, Luming!"

"Unfortunately, the two of them can't take care of themselves anymore." An Mo had arrived in front of the six of them at some point, grabbed the mage's chin with one hand, and stared straight into his eyes, with a charming and gentle voice, To the unaware it looks like whispers between lovers.

The person involved was confused, but countless people at the scene and in front of the computer saw it clearly. After Yoyo Luming appeared, he controlled the four of them and started to attack. Afterwards, Yeye Shengge appeared behind the four of them and cast a group skill similar to fear. The two assassins rushed over immediately, and when the warrior and mage complained, most of their HP had already been knocked out by Yeye Shengge.

There was a lot of discussion during the meeting, and netizens continued to post comments:

"Are there assassins who are afraid?"

"Are there any assassins who know how to crowd control?"

"Are there any dark priests who can become invisible?"

"Did they use props?"

"Why is Yeye Shengge's damage so high that two people were killed in a second?"

Although the damage of the shadow priest is not high, the control skills are one after another. Coupled with the high-explosive assassins, two assassins are dead when the four regain their mobility.

"How is it possible!" The mage who first discovered this situation suddenly yelled.

"Haven't you ever heard of hidden professions?" The young man's clear voice rang in his ears. He retreated immediately after the dagger passed by. When the mage came to his senses, he had already lost half of his blood.

"Everyone, be careful! If I'm not mistaken, are you that Nether?" the player who slandered An Mo in the Northern Continent asked after using his skills to force Ye Ye Shengge back, and the two sides began to fall into a stalemate.

It is rumored that a player from another faction quietly invaded the North Continent several times, killing hundreds of players in total, but leaving each time without a trace, and everyone gave him a nickname: Nether.

The boy raised his lips and said, "There is a reward for the correct answer." The figure disappeared again and appeared in front of the mage.

The four retreated quickly, the warrior stood in front of the mage and roared, but suddenly a dark vortex appeared above his head, sucking him in and spitting him out, and he had come to the other side of the field in the blink of an eye.

In front of him was Yoyo Luming with a sweet smile, who was raising his left hand to greet him kindly: "Hi."

He suddenly felt chills down his back, and he didn't dare to go any further. He charged forward and was deftly dodged. Before he could turn around, he was hit by the girl's two skills.

He had a hunch that even if they were so close now, he would be the one who died in the end.

On the other side, singing and singing one-on-three every night, the mage's various skills are flying all over the sky, but none of them can touch him. He shuttles back and forth among the three, only swipe on one person at a time, like teasing the hunter's prey.

"This pace... I seem to have seen it somewhere..." Many assassins in the auditorium were talking to themselves.

"Ye Sheng! You are Ye Sheng!" The sorcerer from the Northern Continent widened his eyes and looked at Ye Ye Shengge with fear on his face: "Death dance... yes, you can't go wrong..."

Yeye Shengge raised his eyebrows: "Yo, did you recognize it? Then let's end the battle."

The flickering figure suddenly spun, and the two daggers flashed a gloomy cold light, and the three of them were killed instantly.

"It's Ye Sheng's own creation!" Some audience screamed loudly: "God! It's really Ye Sheng! My idol! I only started playing Assassin after watching his video!"

The auditorium was boiling, and everyone stood up and applauded for the game, applauding for the god-like assassin. The cheers and screams could not stop for a long time, hovering over the venue, as if to lift the roof.

Eight people left the game room one after another. I don't know if that person had too much shadow of "Ye Sheng" or his conscience discovered that he actually told the whole story, including how Li Xiang arranged for him to frame An Mo, and even his legs. The wound on the body is also fake, it is painted.

"Anyway, she won't give me money if things fail. I've already apologized to you, and I hope you don't retaliate against me." The man smiled mischievously.

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"After I go back, I will ask the Feng family to discipline Lixiang well." Luo Junyao narrowed his phoenix eyes, which was his habit when suppressing his anger.

The game officially ended, and the two came to the underground parking lot to leave. Luo Junyao and An Mo discussed future arrangements.

"I'm going to training in a few days. I'll take care of this crazy woman first. You wait for me obediently at home." He rubbed An Mo's head and felt reluctant to leave when he talked about leaving.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine, but you, if there is any special operation, be sure to pay attention to safety." An Mo warned worriedly. After that, she would no longer play games and became the daughter-in-law of the Luo family. , there are still many things waiting for her to learn.

A car was coming slowly behind, not knowing where to stop or to go out, the two looked back and slightly moved out of the way.

"Also, grandma said—" An Mo said halfway through, the sound of the engine behind him became louder, and Luo Junyao pushed him out before he could look back.

"careful!"

The moment she fell to the ground, An Mo's mind was full of Lixiang's ferocious face in the car window, she got up without thinking and rushed towards Luo Junyao——

"Momo!"

There was a huge roar in her ears, and her mind went blank. An Mo tried hard to open her eyes, but the blood flowed down and she had to close them again.

Someone hugged me. He was touching his cheeks, lips, and eyes. His hands were so cold...

He grabbed his hand, it must be because of the cold, his body was shaking, and he was shaking too, some liquid fell on his face, what is it?
All the memories came back to her mind, and An Moshu'er was full of strength. When she opened her eyes, she saw Luo Junyao's bloodshot eyes and tears that kept flowing.

She raised her hand to caress his face, and smiled as sweetly as usual: "Ah Yao, have I told you that I love you so much."

"Momo! Momo, you are still alive, don't talk, let's go to the hospital, everything will pass, you will get better, I won't let you die!" He wanted to hug An Mo into the car, and moved The movement made An Mo dizzy for a while, gasping for breath with great effort, and he stopped quickly in fright.

"Ayao...we agreed...in the next life...you must only like me..."

The strength was withdrawn from the body little by little, and finally the soul flew out of the body, the familiar feeling of dizziness hit, and when he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the space of the main god.

"Welcome back." 01 smiled.

　Thank you Yan, tocoo, Shirley Lee 19, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)