National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

Jiang Yuan, the initiator of the incident, didn't really want to talk.

He wants to improve his life, but he doesn't want to make this kind of thing a habit!

Moreover, wouldn’t it be enough to do this once?

If you do too much, you will be told, "If you have no job, you can bite the lighter"!

But——the exorcist members around seemed really excited.

Well, if the person doing the job finds it interesting, then the job is not boring.

"Then," Jiang Yuan took a deep breath, "Is anyone else coming?"

"Me!" Paimon still raised his hand with great interest.

At this moment, she was not only interested in doing this, but also in the mood of Jiang Yuan, the initiator of the whole project.

Private chat channel for three people.

Paimon asked: "Jiang Yuan, how do you feel now?"

Jiang Yuan replied: "It's quite interesting."

Paimon: "You have a tough talk. We have been partners for so many years. Do you think I can't understand your thoughts?"

Jiang Yuan: "...Okay, it's a bit strange. I don't want to do it a third time."

Paimon: "Hahahahahaha, you have today too hahaha!"

Paimon's laughter echoed in his mind.

Jiang Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth: "Everyone, stand still, I'll count down, three, two, one -"

"Resurrection - my love -"

This time, Jiang Yuan spoke in a slightly lower voice.

The whole life is interesting, but the second time will definitely not be as exciting as the first time!

On the other hand, the surrounding exorcist members were shouting loudly, for fear that members of the opposite organization would not hear what was going on here.

This time, the other party had no intention of coming over to join in the fun.

"Wow! Jiang Yuan, look over there!"

Paimon exclaimed.

Jiang Yuan, who had just finished treating the patient, put away the immortal moonlight and raised his eyes.

He saw a black mist rising in the sky on the other side.

"Are you going to take action directly?" Jiang Yuan quickly took out the Guanhongzhi from his backpack, preparing to respond to the opponent's next offensive.

"It doesn't look like it," Paimon pointed to the light screen, "Look there again and see more clearly."

Jiang Yuan looked at the light screen showing the specific actions of the other side, and fell silent after understanding their actions.

Shuang didn't favor one thing over another. In his fantasy, he also built a bed for the organization members so that the wounded could lie down and heal.

The bed was not used during the last battle.

The abilities used by members of the organization are related to magic energy, and magic energy can also be used for recovery.

Jiang Yuan's healing skills were not slow on his side, and the other side was not much slower than him - this was probably one of the reasons why it was difficult for the organization to deal with it.

However, this time, the organization members used the empty bed.

Jiang Yuan saw the injured over there lying on the bed, and other uninjured people gathered around the bed.

Does this situation sound familiar?

A more familiar scene emerged.

The members of the organization raised their hands at the same time, and their voices reached Jiang Yuan's ears through the light curtain.

"Recover, my comrade!"

The black mist was emitted from their raised hands before they spoke.

They gathered together, rendering half of the sky, and more of them entered the bodies of the wounded to treat their injuries.

"Jiang Yuan, you're off to a really good start." Paimon couldn't help but laugh.

"..." Jiang Yuan reluctantly raised the corner of his mouth, "It's interesting, isn't it?"

Who is smiling the happiest person across from you? Dark.

You don't need to think about it to know that he is the leader of the organization to do this kind of thing.

He could even guess how Darhk persuaded others.

For example, he said to Niu Hei Lu Hei: "Jiang Yuan on the opposite side must have his intentions for doing such a thing. Should we try it too?"

Don't ask him how he guessed it.

Anyway, if he were Darhk, he would say this...

The treatment session, which was like a wonderful ritual, was over, and the next step was the third stage of sparring.

Elver, who took the initiative to explain the competition process, was very active.

"The third stage is for the top players from both sides to appear and compete in several games to try to win as much as possible."

Jiang Yuan nodded understandingly.

After his successful date with Darhk, he had guessed that this would be the process.

Aren't you going to fight Darhk one on one? If the other party brought it up, there will definitely be a one-on-one session later.

"Then let me first..." He said as he stood up.

"Don't worry." A hand pressed on Jiang Yuan's shoulder and pushed him back, "Let us go first."

Jiang Yuan looked up.

A man with a strong build and looking very reliable.

"I...Isolda?" After swallowing the "I two three four" that blurted out clearly in his mouth, he said the other party's name.

In recent days, I have seen old friends. The audience in the live broadcast room listed everyone Jiang Yuan has met since entering the National Games battlefield and their names, unless the other party has no name.

Jiang Yuan's memory was not bad. After reading it roughly, he recalled his experience and matched the familiar figures and names he saw here.

Isolda, looking at the beginning of this name, you know that it is related to Idris, the god of prophecy.

Although this statement makes no sense, the two of them are really related.

Jiang Yuan remembered that Isolda was a believer in the God of Prophecy.

He still remembered that the first time he met Isolda was in the Elf Forest, and the latter led a team to the elves for help.

And in that team, there was a young man who was very extraordinary. He met him once later.

Vulcan Phil.

The adult man with fiery red hair looked over and gave Jiang Yuan a bright smile.

"Brother Jiang, Paimon, since you remember him, you should also remember me, right?"

"It's Phil!"

Paimon remembered the other party's name after being reminded by the barrage.

She looked at Phil who had grown into an adult man, folded her hands on her chest, and sighed: "It's been so long since I last saw you, you're already so old!"

"To me, it's been hundreds of years since we last met. It would be strange if I don't grow up!" Phil rubbed the back of his head, "But little Paimon, these words are really strange coming from your mouth. "

"What little Paimon, you called me Sister Paimon back then!"

"Eh? Is there one?" Phil looked at Jiang Yuan doubtfully.

"Probably so."

Jiang Yuan spread his hands.

When he was on the road, Paimon would tell some stories on the way, and it wasn't impossible for him to trick Phil into calling Paimon's sister twice without him paying attention.

"Brother Jiang said it, so that's it."

Phil felt ashamed that after hundreds of years, his memory was not very clear.

"You already call him Brother Jiang, call me Sister Paimon!" Paimon urged.

"Okay, Sister Paimon."

Paimon smiled with satisfaction.

Private chat channel for three people.

Jiang Yuan asked: "Paimon, you can't even remember his name clearly. Do you still remember that he called you sister?"

Paimon: "Hey, I can't remember clearly."

Jiang Yuan: "...then you say that?"

Paimon: "I'm sure someone called me sister. It was him or someone else."