The Hundred Miles Empire of Online Games

On the top of Huashan Mountain, the wind and snow are hunting...

The ferocious sword was not blown down by the wind and snow.

"Fan sausage girl, ('Fan sausage' is an adjective when you don't like someone) let Princess Taiping come here!" Fierce God opened with a Cantonese-style language.

No woman would be happy to be called Princess Taiping, and of course she didn't like the price of blood. "If you don't speak Mandarin, you must speak Cantonese, it's uneducated!"

Fierce smirk, "There is a man who gives birth to a man without a woman to teach you" (literally, "a man gave birth to you but no woman taught you", which means vulgar, no tutor, no self-cultivation), dialect is a rare asset these days, Lei a The girl with pink sausages doesn’t understand! You’re so stupid! (Swearing impatiently at that stupid person)”

Hearing the price of blood was in the clouds, so he didn't plan to talk to the fierce god any more. Raising the wand was a magic.

"Oh! A good priest actually came to kill people!" Fierce God continued to speak in a rather annoying tone, but his body didn't stop, and he immediately avoided the magic attack.What a joke, would a great swordsman in his [-]s be afraid of a little priestess who was in his [-]s?

There was a lot of fun on the stage, and the audience was not idle. Many people who had made enemies with Xingyi, August Guihuaxiang and others spit out sarcastic remarks, roughly as follows:

A said: "Ha, these days, Feng Shui turns, and we will sit with them one day!"

B said: "Where is it, they actually sat with us, haha!"

C said: "God really has eyes and no eyes. Having eyes is to let them finally realize our past. No eyes is because the number one beauty Shui Lingling is still in their army!"

A said: "It's nothing, it's nothing, let Xingyi and August Osmanthus Fragrance start a fight first, it's been a thing since ancient times to be angry with the crown!" After a pause, A added, "But how did I hear that they all I like Xuanfeng Feiyang..."

D said: "Ah? Why didn't I know about this, oh, I'm OUT!"

C said: "Ha, then they are actually GAY...it's really...fashionable..."

A said: "What fashion! Dude, they have lost their previous status, you can just call it disgusting!"

C said: "This...is also..."

A continued, "Do you think they will commit suicide after arguing over and over again! After all, there are not a few suicides in the GAY circle!"

C pretended to be bold, "Will he be like my buddy...he is also gay..."

At this time, everyone's curiosity was aroused, and they all asked C to talk about it.

C swallowed his saliva, and said, "The last message between him and his was like this 'Dear, it's been a long time since Mo received your message, I feel very distressed! I want to die! I used potato chips to cut my pulse! Hit your head with tofu! Jump over a building with a parachute! Hang yourself with noodles! It’s all dead! Just treat me to a meal and let me die!”

Everyone laughed.

C continued, "We all thought he was joking, who knew he would jump off the building and die the next day..."

"Oh my god, are all GAYs mentally ill?" Someone sighed.

"Not really, after all, the examples of Bailirui and Simiao are there."

"Hehe, anyway, I think Xuanfeng Feiyang and the others are quite..."

The crowd laughed again.

Hearing these gossips, they couldn't sit still, and they wanted to teach those people who didn't know the depth. What are you in a hurry for?"

A cheap pair of eagles raised their heads, "But..."

"Okay, it's okay, the most important thing for us now is to get through this period of crisis... We have gone up before, and when we fell down again, those who have never been in the top position can't stop their mouths and eyes from watching the show Don't worry, all we have to do now is to regain our rights, and then these rumors will turn into flattery again..."

After hearing this, the pair of cheap eagles nodded and stepped back.

Turning to the field, the bloody price has been slashed by the fierce god...

Among the wrestlers, the battle between the most bloody swordsman with high attack and high defense and the priest with low blood and low defense can be seen by everyone.

Yu Xueqi has already suffered multiple injuries on her body, and she flew around the field with a lot of blood... Off the field, some people who are sympathetic to her or those who have a good relationship with her on weekdays can't stand it anymore and ask to stop.

Another bone-piercing blow with a broadsword.

The bloody price of a rotten discus flew to the pillar with a bang, and when it hit, the whole person flew out like an old doll that had been tortured by an angry little girl, and hit the pillar hard, hurting her Almost thinking that the spine was broken, the whole person squatted on the ground and moaned.But it just seems to be broken, which means it hasn't been broken, at least she can still feel the pain, and she has the ability to secretly take something out of her pocket when she sees the gesture of her legion commander Maka...

The fierce god has already lightened the guards for the price of blood, and said, "Little girl, stop beating, go down, you can't beat me..."

"I haven't really tried it, how do I know?" Yu Xuegui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up, and there seemed to be sinister burning in his eyes.

Fierce God didn't notice, and nodded, "That's right, I admire you a little bit."

The bloody price sneered, and met the fierce sword.

The fierce god didn't want to hurt the girl too much, so he let go of the big knife.

Sudden accident.

A grenade that had been pulled apart was stuffed into the fierce and wide clothes, and with a huge explosion, the bloody price stood in the blood rain and looked coldly at the unbelievable horror on the field, staring at his own body that had lost half of his body The fierce god staggered and fell to the ground.

The frightening thing is that the Fierce God didn't kill him right away, but watched his own blood gushing out in a bold and unrestrained posture. It was obvious that the shoulder of his left hand had been crushed, and the broken bone protruded from the skin. Show off a brutal gore in the air.And the right side has almost lost its trace, and the big knife was blown out of the field.

Fierce God doesn't even have the strength to commit suicide with his hands, but of course he won't commit suicide with his personality!Not committing suicide, fighting hard, despair, pain, cowardice, all emotions condensed into a belief that made him prop up half of his body with his head to face the bloody price.The bloody price probably also saw what he meant from the fierce god's eyes. The corners of his mouth were raised ironically and coldly, and he held up his wand in a defensive posture. The bloody price didn't think that the fierce god could stand up, but for safety reasons, She didn't want to fight with a dead man who was desperately trying to get herself injured. Just wait a few more minutes, and the fierce god would die from excessive blood loss. Then why not do it.Hehe, the price of blood is actually a female priest who lives up to her name. She loves blood, and loves the feeling of the moment when her head is chopped off.

The cruelty of Huashan Lunjian is that the duel will never end unless the contestant admits defeat or dies.

Fierce God didn't intend to admit defeat, so he decided to cut off his own head at the cost of blood...

He no longer has the strength to hold himself up, but he's still a man.

Seeing the fierce god gradually fainted by the pain and blood loss, the bloody price of making sure that he was no longer threatening finally went to the fierce god, raised his hand, and a bayonet-like thing appeared on the wand in his hand.Everyone sighed, this woman is really cruel...

But the reality is never possible. You can guess the scene at the next moment. A tall figure suddenly appeared in front of Yu Xuegui. The moment she realized it, she found that the angle of view appeared in midair. The head of the price... Now, the bloody price has finally experienced the feeling of the moment when his head was cut off.

Everyone looked at the sudden turn of events and was speechless for a moment...

"Evil!" August Osmanthus Fragrance spoke at this moment, "Have you decided?"

The evil spirit has just been pulled down by the staff of the system and is about to be put into confinement. One of the rules of Huashan Lunjian is that anyone who disrupts the battle without permission will be sentenced to different periods of confinement according to the rules, and the victims will all be imprisoned. It was restored to its original state, even if it should have been slashed.

Evil rushed to kill the bloody price that should have won. According to regulations, he would be sentenced to 12 months of confinement, and he would not be able to play games for a full twelve months. For Evil, it was nothing more than taking his life.

"I've decided... Boss... I can't watch him being killed without being indifferent..." Evil looked at the fierce god who had been lifted down, and said with a smile, "But, I'm sorry, I can't help Boss in the game recently gone."

August Osmanthus sighed, then smiled, "It doesn't matter if you can help with this little...go..."

Evil nodded, and went down with the system guards.

Fierce God is already in a coma, but he is still alive. There is a top priest Shui Lingling in Mingxing Hall, so he can be cured naturally.

The game system automatically judged the bloody price to win. Although the people in Mingxing Temple were a little unwilling, they were helpless.

They were at a disadvantage from the moment they announced the availability of new modern weapons of mass destruction.

Looking at the snowstorm on the top of the mountain, the sweet-scented osmanthus in August sighs.There was a hint of confusion in her beautiful eyes...

Suddenly, a warm hand beside her covered the cold hand of the fragrance of August osmanthus...

"Xuanyang..." August Osmanthus Huaxiang looked at the person in front of her.

"I believe in you!" Xuanfeng Feiyang stared at August Osmanthus Fragrance, "It will always pass, there will always be a way..."

August osmanthus closed her eyes for a moment, and when she opened it again, it was the high-spirited August osmanthus again, "Yes, there is always a way!"

And in the distance, a lost figure slowly faded away from behind the tree...