You let go of the biggest boss

Sometimes Zuo Zicheng felt that the relationship between the angry Wang Weng Bushun and the gods was very strange, such as now.

Weng Bushun couldn't find Sheng Yu and found out that he had been killed by a donkey, so he was naturally angry.And the anger was directly poured on the other two ghost kings present - Zuo Zicheng and Sheng Dongli.

In view of Weng Bushun's dark history of rebelling against the gods' camp, and the poisonous operation of giving out formations that made all the foreign gods in the dungeon invisible.Most of the foreign gods hope that Weng Bushun will be tortured to death, preferably by Zuo Zicheng.

But while they hoped that Weng Bushun would lose miserably, they also hoped that he would win, so that the gods could take advantage of the big tree to enjoy the shade and murder the players present without any scruples, so that they could plunder the cards themselves.

In this case, the scene is very chaotic.

When Weng Bushun "approached" Zuo Zicheng, the players retreated together, trying to draw a clear line with Zuo Zicheng.

And the gods on the bridge were not willing to be lonely, and began to step onto the bridge, approaching the player with eyeing eyes.

Weng Bushun looked left and right, finally looked at Zuo Zicheng, and said, "Where are the others?"

Naturally, it was Sheng Yu who asked.

Under the pressure, Zuo Zicheng took out the cigarette case, took a deep breath and put on a smile on his face: "I'll deal with you, can't I?"

Weng Bushun frowned: "There is no enmity between us."

Zuo Zicheng was startled: "You were still hunting me down yesterday!"

Weng Bushun said: "That's because you don't want to reveal his whereabouts. If you do, I won't chase you down."

Zuo Zicheng was nervous, but with a provocative smile on his face, he said, "I don't want to say it now, how are you doing?"

Weng Bushun paused, then slowly raised his hand.In the palm of his hand, there was a mass of thick to red-black flames constantly flickering.Even at a distance of more than ten meters, one can feel the terrifying heat of the flames.

"Then we have a feud now," he said.

"..."

Zuo Zicheng thumped in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to be like countless times before, but still be able to run despite being beaten.However, at this moment there were several screams from behind, and the voices of men and women intertwined in one place, appearing chaotic. When I looked back, I realized that there was an evil wind blowing all the oil lamps in their hands. off.

Someone in a panic lit a fire with a fire pocket, his hands were still shaking in the panic, but before the fire was lit, the oil lamps were chopped off one by one by the approaching foreign gods, and then smashed into pieces .

"Hurry up and take refuge in the sun!"

I don't know who yelled, and then the people reacted, and Qiqi turned around and ran back.He looked in horror at the approaching foreign gods on the bridge, crowding under the light one after another.

An opening of about [-] meters was opened above the black crystal pillar, through which sunlight poured down, illuminating the dark dungeon.Hundreds of people crowded under a [-]-meter opening, and outside the daylight, the foreign gods were all wearing black robes, like the sight of a lone wolf in the dark night, with pairs of pupils shining in the darkness.

Now Zuo Zicheng knew: he couldn't withdraw.

With this retreat, all the players will suffer.

Zuo Zicheng's arms also trembled a little, he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and lit it.

The Martians flicker on and off, and finally stay on.

When the ghosts returned here after delivering the news, Zuo Zicheng and Weng Bushun had been fighting for a long time.

Although Zuo Zicheng used a lot of cards to save his life during his escape, he never showed any intention to attack from the beginning to the end.

This time he obviously wanted to fight, as his figure kept changing, the smoke from the cigarette in his hand kept confusing Weng Bushun's sanity, causing his attacks to randomly go to the caves in the dungeon The last hit, almost failed again and again.

The ghosts looked stupid, and the players were even more stupid than them.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and they could see a trace of panic in the eyes of the people nearby.Someone said anxiously: "What should we do now? Gods can't hurt us by avoiding the light, but ghosts can. If they come to drive us away, wouldn't we be finished?"

No one answered this question.

Everyone's minds were anxiously provoked by the man's words. They were already very nervous, but now they became even more nervous.

Even if Weng Bushun missed several attacks, he could always hit a few times.It was these rare few times that made Zuo Zicheng almost jump back and forth on the edge of hell, several places on his body were smeared black, and his figure was so embarrassing.

A ghost shouted loudly: "King, we are here to help you!"

As soon as the words fell, Zuo Zicheng and Weng Bushun turned their heads at the same time.

The ghosts saw that they were all in trouble.

What to do now, both of them are ghost kings.

One is that the gods snatched the card of the Wrath King. From the root cause, Weng Bushun is still a god.However, in terms of bloodline suppression, even if he is a god and holds the title of Wrathful Ghost King, the ghosts still have to submit to him.

Aside from Weng Bushun, Zuo Zicheng is also very tangled. Although Zuo Zicheng has always been the ghost king of "color sinking", and there is nothing in his blood that can be questioned by ghosts, but this person... In the dungeon of Drum Point Bridge, ghosts have been abandoned, and everyone has lumps in their hearts.

This is not a multiple-choice question where the palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh, but a century-old problem that neither the left nor the right want to help.

Fortunately, Zuo Zicheng didn't embarrass the ghosts.

The fireball fell from the sky and almost slid past Zuo Zicheng's back, blasting a big hole in the ground.He rolled on the ground, and the scorched skin on his back was covered with a large amount of dust, looking in a mess.

In his busy schedule, Zuo Zicheng turned around and shouted loudly: "Go stop the gods and protect the players!"

The players were all shocked, and their hearts were moved.

To them, these words were like the ray of light above everyone's heads, inadvertently dispelling the original haze in their hearts.Think about it, everyone thought that ghosts and monsters were coming to attack them, so there are gods and ghosts as enemies. What a terrifying scene of heaven and earth breaking.However, Zuo Zicheng's words directly dispelled this frightening assumption.

For ghosts, Zuo Zicheng's words are also gods.

——Great, finally there is no need to be in a dilemma!

The ghosts surround the player together, confronting the gods with their hands, and hand them over to the player behind them.Of course, this is not to trust the players, but in essence, they are still unconsciously loyal to Zuo Zicheng.

It's just that people who are heartfelt by them are very bleak now.

Zuo Zicheng couldn't beat Weng Bushun at all, and he never expected to beat him.Everything he did now was just procrastinating, his body was covered with scars, but he still struggled to get up several times and stood in front of the players.

Weng Bushun was tired from the beating, but Zuo Zicheng was not tired from the beating.

After several confrontations, Weng Bushun took the initiative to stop, glanced at Zuo Zicheng in confusion and helplessness, and said, "Didn't you offend all human beings last time in the Drum Bridge dungeon?"

Zuo Zicheng stood up, wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with the back of his hand, and said out of breath, "Isn't this thanks to you?"

Upon hearing the conversation between the two, the players couldn't help pricking up their ears.

Weng Bushun didn't bother to care about those people, and said directly: "Hated by humans, and even abandoned. Even so, you still choose humans?"

Zuo Zicheng: "..."

Not only the players, but also the ghosts raised their ears.

Zuo Zicheng couldn't help but sighed: "You are really bad."

This question is simply a proposition.

Zuo Zicheng himself is a traitor in the hearts of players, or humans.As a ghost king, he has a very bad reputation, and even implicated Fu Liye and all the ghost kings.If the answer to this question is 'no', then wouldn't it be the kind of crime that will add a lot of crimes to the already frosty ghost king's reputation, which can't be washed clean.

Saying 'yes' means he chooses the player.This can indeed slightly change the image of Zuo Zicheng in the hearts of players, but what should they think with so many ghosts behind them?

——We protect you, we are loyal to you, but we also have feelings.When we shed our blood for you, you will never be thinking about us. When you encounter a situation where you need to choose, you will always be the first to abandon us.

—Then why should we be loyal to you?

In this way, Zuo Zicheng can be said to have gathered the eyes of everyone present.

The players were uneasy, and the ghosts felt uncomfortable.

Only Weng Bushun was very interested.

Zuo Zicheng thought for a while and said, "If you ask me this question, you might as well ask yourself. Do you want to say that you betrayed the camp of the gods? Being hated by all the gods, you want to take revenge on all the gods?"

Weng Bushun's violent smile froze, he stood still on the spot, and the expression on his face gradually sank.

After a long time, he said, "You are so boring."

Zuo Zicheng said irritably: "I thought I was interesting before, and the dungeon of Gudianqiao buried me, but this dungeon thinks I'm interesting again, and the question just now also buried me. I'm surprised, have you betrayed the camp of gods yourself? , feel so lonely, and want to pull someone to give you a back?"

Weng Bushun slowly hooked his lips.

His handsome face made his smile look like a young master who didn't know much about the world, but the blood line between his brows added a sense of unreasonable violence to this leisurely smile.

"You guessed it," he said.

Zuo Zicheng said: "Then I'm glad you don't think I'm interesting anymore. If this happens a few times, sooner or later I will be turned into a ghost by you. Gods hate me, humans hate me, and ghosts turn their backs on me." , anyway, I can’t please you both inside and out.”

Although the dialogue between the two omits a lot of key points, it seems to be talking in silence outside a world unknown to the public.However, after chasing the end, many smart people still guessed a little bit of the spearhead.

Immediately, someone was shocked: "Could it be that the copy of the Gudian Bridge is reversed? The left end of the bridge is a human, and the right end is a player. Zuo Zicheng finally pressed the button. Didn't he choose to kill the human?"

A ghost turned his head in a daze: "What are you talking about? The king chose to save you."

"Ah? But didn't all the players sink under the bridge in the end? It was Weng Bushun who saved us in the end."

The players were equally bewildered.Both sides feel that they are the side that was abandoned, but now confronted, the players find that the truth seems to be not what they think.

They looked at Zuo Zicheng's back one after another, their hearts full of complexity.

If everyone misunderstood Zuo Zicheng, what the hell are they doing now?Being protected by Zuo Zicheng, but secretly hating Zuo Zicheng, hoping that he would lose this battle as soon as possible?

...This is too inhuman.

During the stalemate, Weng Bushun said: "I thought you were interesting before, so I wanted to tease you. It depends on your choice. Now I think you are not interesting. What do you think will happen to me?"

Zuo Zicheng turned pale: "Kill me?"

"You guessed it right."

Weng Bushun smiled and raised his palm lightly.

Before each attack, only one fireball was shot, and the diameter of each fireball was only about one decimeter.But this time, dozens of fireballs condensed around his body, each with a radius of half a meter.At first glance, the middle of the dungeon looks like a living purgatory on earth, and it is also like a steam cage trapping people in it.

There is no doubt that this blow... Zuo Zicheng's chance of surviving is infinitely close to zero!

The players immediately panicked.

One question bothers everyone - should we help him now, or not?