An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing

Whether it was abuse or threats, it was ultimately the beautiful woman's own low murmur.

With the void game as the background, these beings from all over the void gathered together, but it was difficult for them to communicate with each other effectively with words and thoughts. Although they could express themselves with their bodies, a group of human-like mosaics could express some simple meanings, but for complex ones... Let's wait until everything is settled before we can be wise after the event!

The same is true for the woman's murmur.

No matter how angry she is at the moment, everything can only wait until this huge trial is over before settling the current dissatisfaction.

As for Zhang Ke.

Although he had experienced similar experiences many times before, and he also picked and picked to enrich his reserve hidden energy and lived a life of singing and dancing as a mortal, but now the sudden mention of the old things still had a great impact on Zhang Ke.

Especially the thing in front of him did not have a human body at all, even a near-human body.

Even if it was a beast-eared girl, like the daughter of King Yu who was half Tushan Fox, Zhang Ke could happily accept her with his extensive XP hobby in the future, but this thing in front of him.

People can't, at least they shouldn't.

"No, where do you get the confidence to call yourself a grandmother, and why do you dare to open your mouth?"

The dry Qi that had been taken out was taken back by him, and Zhang Ke's face rarely showed a trace of confusion and bewilderment: "Because you don't brush your teeth? Or because you look like a Shar Pei dog?"

"To be honest, I always thought that we in the future had enough fun, but I didn't expect that there were already signs of this in the ancient wilderness. I can't understand it, but I can understand the weird hobbies of you old antiques!"

Zhang Ke used the wind blown by the new head on his shoulder to resist the evil wind gushing from the drooling dog's mouth, and said calmly with his original head.

"Okay, okay, you have already acquired some of Chi You's madness before you become Chi You. If you cut yourself off from the gods of the wilderness, how far can you go?"

"Blood Maple Forest? Without a Chi You, there will be a Shao You who will just inherit his father's business."

The nephew laughed in anger, and the dog.fox, which already had a foul mouth, couldn't help but sneer.

But the next moment, without any warning, a purple-black lightning bolt rushed straight into its throat as Zhang Ke suddenly raised his hand.

The fox mouth on its back laughed in response, and it was at a loss as to what it had swallowed. It only knew that the thing was like the thick phlegm of an old lady when she was in a good mood, long and sticky, and it fell into its stomach in a flash, leaving no time for people to react.

However, the next moment it couldn't laugh anymore.

Pain!

Stirring pain!

Stabbing pain!

Painful pain!

All the pain that can be described in words burned from its throat to its stomach. The indescribable horror that even surpassed the physiological limit made it doubt its fox life.

What was even more terrifying was that it had only been a moment since the unknown slippery thing fell into its stomach.

Under its gaze, its nose began to swell and turn purple, with pustules all over it. The itching and burning pain all over its body made it roar unbearably, but the salty smell in its mouth when it opened its mouth made it panic.

That was the taste of blood, which was its favorite taste when its grandmother shared the leftovers after hunting.

But now the senses were so bad, the burning pain filled its mouth, and the shrunken fox head could clearly sense its mouth, and the tongue cavity was gradually melting. Even under this feeling of panic, the bones and body had some feedback that they could not exert any strength.

"Xiao San, get off, damn thing!"

Originally, he only noticed the head drooping suddenly beside his ear. Although he was angry at Zhang Ke's relentless words and sneak attack, he still did not forget to care for his favorite love fox.

But who would have thought that he just asked and got no response, so he turned his head subconsciously and saw an unprecedented horror scene.

Xiao San, who looked handsome and even a little bit like the clear and stupid men in later generations, was rapidly changing into a swollen and rotten monster.

However, although the size expanded, the weight on his back was rapidly reduced, as if something was hollowing out and filling his body with water.

What made Xiao San feel even more terrified was that it took only a few blinks of an eye from the sneak attack to his discovery. In addition to Xiao San who was suffering, several love foxes near Xiao San all wailed in fear and began to struggle frantically.

They were all rotting to varying degrees next to Xiao San's body, and their smooth and shiny fur became bumpy as if corroded by some strong acid.

In just a moment, even the abdominal cavity of the nephew felt a faint burning pain.

The fear of unknown things and the fear of being implicated made him throw away all the love foxes crawling behind him without any reluctance, even though their flesh and blood had been combined, and the part responsible for breeding was blended in the flesh and blood, and he was always in an excited and happy state of giving birth, so that he could always maintain his super performance.

But the rapidity of reality still made him throw away these burdens without any regrets, and jumped thousands of miles away from the original place in an instant.

Until he became much thinner and lonely, he squatted on a certain mountain and looked at the deformed group of hair and flesh in the distance in panic. The next moment:

Puff!

A pair of short daggers suddenly pierced out from under the bloated fur, and the swollen body was cut open from the inside with a teeth-grinding sound of cutting. The next moment, a head with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth stretched out from the broken abdomen, and at the same time, there was a body covered with scales connected to the bottom.

One, two, three, seven, eight, nine.

Nine heads, some happy, some angry, and with different emotions, crawled out of each swollen and broken abdomen in the same way, looking around and observing the scenery outside.

At the same time, an unimaginable stench filled the entire copy space.

Yes, even if it was the original version of the trial space that reproduced the native Jiuzhou, the vast mountains and rivers were instantly branded with Xiangliu's body odor, and with the appearance of this wild septic tank, the concentration of the plague and stench between heaven and earth was exceeding the standard at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As Xiangliu burst out of his abdomen, the male nephews who had already lost their ability to move and crawled on the ground with only two pairs of deformed claws were completely dead after a twitch.

Follow the rules set by the game:

Their true spirits broke away from the rotten meat, flew to the sky under Xiangliu's reluctant eyes, and turned into a posture of Diedele again to watch the battle from a high position, and their semi-arc-shaped posture like an arch bridge symbolized something.

However, the viewing seats on the sky became a mess when the nephews were delivered by caesarean section, and when the male nephews flew back to their original seats, the whole sky was in chaos.

Most of the beings on the entire first layer of cloud seats left their original seats and crowded together to make a simple stool to temporarily rest their noble bodies.

Although the upper and lower three layers were not as serious as the former, the upper and lower layers corresponding to the area where the nephews were located also vacated most of the seats to show respect.

And those spectators who had no time to dodge or had no awareness looked at these companions blankly, with clear stupidity in their eyes:

What happened?

Should we run away?

The game's copy rules saved them!

Thanks to the special nature of the Great Road copy.

Unlike the promotion routes of the natives of various civilizations in the void, which are monotonous and unified, they have always been scratching in their own little piece of land from beginning to end, and no matter how sudden it is, it always remains the same.

Thanks to the channels provided by the game and its own diverse road systems, when players prove their greatness through the game, the venues and participating NPCs often change differently, either other civilizations, or a mixture of their own civilization and foreign lands. In order to prevent the use of some trump cards and special abilities of players during the dungeon from being recorded by the NPCs summoned by the game and seeking ways to restrain them, the distortion of the concept fields such as observation barriers and cognitive barriers are added to the concept body of each guest watching the dungeon.

As for those NPCs who come in person and are ready to play a role in the dungeon, they will suffer varying degrees of memory loss.

In simple terms, the game will deliberately withhold some signals from those injured beings participating in the dungeon when they are healing, just like scratching back and forth on a CD with your fingernails.

In this way, when you read the disc again in the future, mosaics and freezes will inevitably appear when you encounter this scratched area.

In this way, it will neither hurt these kind guests nor cause losses to its own players.

It is worth mentioning that the game itself does not have these perfect rules. Only after a long enough period of time, there is a sufficient number of players who have gathered their relevant wills, which is equivalent to the concept demand of big data, that the underlying logic of the game has been updated in related aspects.

From this perspective, the players who later enjoyed the benefits of the version have to be grateful to the early pioneers, and it is not too much to kowtow to one!

In this way, the existence of different civilizations will have the existence of barriers to observation. In their eyes, this battle of non-Kyushu and non-wilderness is no different from a popcorn blockbuster with cool sound and light.

Although the filter of Kyushu is not so perfect, it is still a little bit, so that although they are uncomfortable with the sudden changes in the copy, they are still within the tolerance range.

But for those from the wilderness, it is not an exaggeration to describe the scene with tears streaming down their cheeks!

They hate that they have so few filters to protect them. They hate that as the experiencers of everything, even after being weakened by the long distance and filtered by the filter, they can still clearly feel everything that happened on the ground, and even more than that.

After all, most of the people in the wilderness were affected by the earth-shaking and soul-wrenching (physical) war between Dayu and Xiangliu.

The blood and flesh residues flying all over the sky are the unspeakable painful past of many beings in the wilderness.

Even if they were worried about raising Xiangliu all over the ground, and every piece of flesh and blood was plundered, every drop of blood was buried under the platform of the emperors as a seal, but that dark day, anyone who lives longer will experience it.

And smelling this familiar smell, even if the smell itself is very thin, their own brains still let them recall the past.

White moonlight. No, it should be called black moonlight to be more appropriate.

The overlap of memory and reality, the double trauma of mind and body.

That is to say, everyone's physique is virtual and they can't be there in person, but the real bodies in the wilderness have already vomited.

For a moment, in all directions of the wilderness, thousands of mountains and rivers, all with gorgeous scenery and rarely visited places, uniform retching sounds were heard, and there were also low curses mixed in.

Compared with the many guests who had closed their eyes in pain in the sky, thinking about what was wrong with them and chose to join in the fun.

On the battlefield, as the nephew who faced everything, he could not help but feel scared and vomited.

Damn it!

It was really too awful!

No, no one would have thought that this damn thing would be played so dirty at such a young age!

It’s not that there were no people who subdued Xiangliu before, but did Gonggong play like you? Even King Yu had never been so wild, not to mention that this matter itself was an unintentional mistake, so there was no need to mention it repeatedly.

Especially after seeing Xiang Liu slurping loudly in the soup without feeling, and seeing some enjoyment on his head, and Zhang Ke turning a blind eye and even looking at him with a bit of encouragement, the nephew finally couldn't help but break his defense.

"￥……% # ……! @! # !...\u0026%……\u0026"

"That's it?"

"Not as good as the barbarians from the outside world!"

Zhang Ke commented on the nephew who broke his defense with a serious look.

Well, even if he was the culprit, he couldn't guarantee that his face would not change in the face of Xiang Liu's extraordinary work.

No way, Xiang Liu's stench is not the kind of stench that you can get used to, it is deep in your true spirit, a nasty thing that jumps back and forth in your blood and genes, and it has all the smells you can think of.

Even to put it bluntly, there are a thousand Xiangliu in a thousand people.

But what is consistent is that Xiangliu's complex body odor can always accurately find the most annoying few individuals in the vast smell and mix them together in a dark cooking way.

In this way, let alone Zhang Ke, anyone who comes here will have to vomit for me!

But the child always made such a big scene because he obeyed his orders. Even though this Xiangliu is not that Xiangliu, he still made an exaggerated scene that poisoned the entire copy under his extraordinary performance.

Once upon a time, Zhang Ke still wanted to deduct some plots from the copy to make some extra money, but now.

It’s good for children to have fun, and there is no need to care too much about extra money.

Of course, starting from the facts, the result must be good. After all, the opening of the game exceeded Zhang Ke’s idea.

Let me ask, except for the few existences that Warhammer is already accustomed to, whether it is the wilderness, Jiuzhou, or the many guests from the outside world, who can tolerate the scene of steel in the cesspool?

Zhang Ke couldn't stand it, but he had been used to it many times, so he didn't feel any physical discomfort, and he could even play a certain home advantage, but others would suffer.

After all, in the so-called country of etiquette, the years of origin and inheritance have almost engraved elegance into the wildness of the bones-Jiuzhou, his set is definitely unprecedented!

Of course, even if they can survive this level, he still has a backup plan, a backup plan, anyway, the enemy is numerous and we are few, and we will naturally do everything we can when we are not in an advantageous position.

The main feature is a variety of routines, with no bottom line.

Anyway, you all attack the children in groups, and you don't care about your face, so why not go a little bit too far?

And when the dull purple-green poisonous soil is spreading to the surroundings with visible toxins, the solid earth is gradually softening and turning into mud and swamps; the surging sea water turns into black dirt and shines in the sun, Zhang Ke moves!

In a region that was difficult to observe with the naked eye, the sky-supporting shadow that had expanded to a certain extreme suddenly disappeared, replaced by a stinking hurricane that swept in all directions.

The wind was roaring, and the shadow of the axe made the nephew, who was bending over and vomiting, shudder suddenly.

Fear, trembling!

That was a painful mark engraved deep in the sacred blood of the upper and middle layers of the wilderness, and it was the last remaining heat and glimmer of all the sacredness and ancestors:

Cherish your life, stay away from Xingtian!

But such reminders did not play the slightest role.

"Boom!"

An unstoppable force swept in from afar with a destructive force that was enough to destroy mountains and fill the sea. The not-so-sharp axe blade was forcibly pushed open by the nephew's tail in a flash, but the axe face that looked like a mountain still hit the latter heavily.

In just a moment, the shrunken body of the nephew was like a meteor, shooting straight up into the sky.

The next moment: "Boom!"

The nephew, like a stream of light, suddenly broke through the clouds and mist, with the shimmering firelight as the center, and it seemed to have really created a star flying in the opposite direction.

But the good times did not last long.

After all, the world is a copy made for the trial, not the real Kyushu mainland. The earth has its edges and the sky has its corners. The scene of the meteor shooting straight did not last long, and the fiery red meteorite hit the corner of the copy.

While hitting the invisible barrier, the waves were shimmering and showing its shape.

The nephew who turned into a meteorite also fell again: "Boom!"

Like the guardian of the earth, a fox landing stirred up thousands of mountains and waves!

The flying soil rushed straight to the sky, the broken mountains and the earth sank towards the ground amid the rumbling shock, and the nephew located in the center of the circle smashed out an abyss tunnel that was hundreds of miles long and wide. It looked bottomless. If you were not in the copy, you would really think it was going to visit the underworld!

At the same time, looking at the calm crater in front of him, and then looking at the silent retina, Zhang Ke grinned: "It's quite good at hiding!"

"Okay, I like people with tough bones and can withstand beatings!"