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The scene became very chaotic for a while.

When they appeared on the stage, the noble and elegant gods from all walks of life were attacked and baptized by the players' anger. He Wuning saw a slipper flying out of the crowd from a distance.

He Wuning: "..."

We humans are really not particular about attacking.

He stepped on the face of the unknown holy monk in front of him, and used his strength to chase after Nezha.

These fake gods only borrowed an appearance, but their attack methods have nothing to do with the rumored gods. They looked like semi-finished products rushed out before the deadline, and were pointed at by the players who were stopped by the war department in the safe zone. louder.

"Wow, isn't that Nezha's Huntian Ling just a decoration? You tie him up!"

"Which side did you help? But Nezha's Huntian Ribbon is just a decoration after all, and the King Chiguo over there has already started to use the pipa in his hand to swing people... That's the pipa, brother! Is this a tauren to perform? I think his movement of swinging the lute is exactly the same as the movement of the tauren swinging the axe."

"You put it this way...that Nuwa is the Green Snake Girl in disguise, right? I thought the setting of spitting muddy water was a bit interesting at first, but now it seems...this is the venom sprayed!"

Yi Luo followed closely behind He Wuning, his face seemed to be unable to hold back a smile, but it didn't affect the accuracy of his attack at all.

He sighed: "It's not good to be too lively during a fight, it's easy to be unable to hold back the laughter."

He Wuning glanced at him, he finally caught up with that fake Nezha, grabbed Huntian Ling off him with one hand, and was about to send this out-of-sight, out-of-mind thing back to the monster base camp, when that guy suddenly flinched The head and the whole body swayed "Duang" like a jelly with a painted face, and narrowly escaped the fatal knife.

He Wuning's entire face was numb.

This thing is definitely played by a slime!

Slime Nezha narrowly escaped death, and he didn't want the Huntian Ling on his body. He flicked the Hot Wheels under his feet and ran wildly.

He Wuning closed his eyes.

Yi Luo raised his gun and looked at him questioningly: "Shall I help you?"

He Wuning frowned and turned away: "Hurry up."

He didn't want to look at this stuff for a second.

After getting permission, Yi Luo immediately reloaded and took aim. The bullet carried huge kinetic energy and shot through the opponent's heart.

A flash of light flashed, and the first victim appeared in the monster camp.

Yi Luo laughed, "I think you might have been Little White Dragon in your previous life."

He Wuning glanced at him, but didn't say a word, and decided to ignore the words of this overly imaginative comrade, entering his left ear and exiting his right ear.

A burst of cheers erupted from the crowd. The players raised their hands high and roared as if they were deeply moved.

He Wuning has already found his next prey.

The kind-hearted old man with a cane in his hand fled in a hurry, and He Wuning relentlessly chased after him with a knife in his hand.

Yi Luo was a little surprised: "Wait, it turns out that your favorite is Nezha, and the second favorite is the land father?"

The long black knife chopped off the wooden staff, and He Wuning drew the knife backhand and sent the weapon into the abdomen of the fairy who was chasing after him, and looked back at him expressionlessly: "I just like Nezha better."

"But I didn't say I'm going to play in the order I like."

"After all, I'm not that free, and I don't have the hobby of sorting the gods in the sky according to their preferences."

Yi Luo's expression seemed a little subtle, and He Wuning was rarely aware of his thoughts, and said thoughtfully, "Could it be that you did it?"

Yi Luo was silent for a while: "I always feel that it would be embarrassing to say that I have done it at this time, so I intend to deny it."

Q sauce also followed behind He Wuning like a decoration, and jumped out to laugh at him when he heard the words: "That's what it means! Childish ghost!"

"What's wrong with being childish? I was just a kid back then." Yi Luo put on an unreasonable yet strong posture, and the sniper rifle changed its form, flying a cloud of bullets at a very unreasonable rate of fire to repel the surrounding people in front of him. Enemies—like submachine guns.

Yi Luo whistled frivolously, and touched his gun affectionately, "This is the transformation form Zuo Qianming said."

The commander-in-chief standing in front of the crowd looked like a torch, and he shook his head: "It's just an empty shell borrowed from a fairy, and the essence is still just those ordinary monsters."

Bai Yan was protected among the healers, he raised his head slightly, his eyes fell on Yi Luo with a smiling face, punching heavenly soldiers and kicking Arhat, and then slowly moved to He Wuning beside him.

A low voice came from behind: "It's Brother He!"

Bai Yan looked back, she was an unfamiliar little girl, she was still a child, she didn't seem to have seen it in the treatment center, so she should be the healer of the war department.

He remembers it seems to be called...

"Xiaoxue." The girl noticed his gaze and scratched her head in embarrassment, "I just joined the war department, Teacher Bai."

Bai Yan nodded lightly: "Do you recognize them?"

"I was saved by them." Xiaoxue smiled. Although she was still a little embarrassed, she looked much more energetic than before.

"It's about time, isn't it? Teacher Bai."

Bai Yan nodded slightly, and gave instructions: "Launch the treatment."

Healing effects flashing with various light effects flew out from behind, and the players in the battlefield only felt lightened, their blood bars and various negative states were neutralized, and they suddenly became energetic again.

Bai Yan finally started to move.

He lowered his eyes like a praying clergyman, with a little golden light shining between his brows, centering on the wheelchair under him, huge golden lines spread out, and all the players wrapped in the lines felt blood surging, blood volume Soaring.

Someone exclaimed: "Oh my god, I can't return as fast as I was hit by the other side. This is Bai Yan, the healer..."

"I only have one classic fantasy line to say right now—it's so terrifying!"

Bai Yan opened his eyes, with sweat dripping from his forehead, but with so many people looking at him, he couldn't show his weakness as if he had fallen directly into the wheelchair, but he could only show a little smile in a brave manner, doing what a hero who can save the world should show. expression.

"You started again." Someone beside him said helplessly.

Bai Yan turned his head in surprise - Zhao Yantong was standing behind him.

"You..." Bai Yan was a little speechless, "When did you come? Barrier..."

"There is no need for a barrier now." Zhao Yantong always stood up straight, even though her eyes were black and blue, and she looked like she needed to rest, but she still stood beside Bai Yan, "Even if you fall into the wheelchair to breathe, No one will blame your posture."

She watched the battle outside without squinting, "Or...do you have idol baggage?"

It took Bai Yan a while to realize that his old friend, who had a heavy mission like himself, was joking with him.

He smiled helplessly: "When did you start to follow this style?"

"Cough." Zhao Yantong scratched her hair in embarrassment, "I recently took care of a few new children, and they said I looked too serious, I'm trying to imitate Yiluo, and be kinder. Occasionally a joke or something..."

She shook her head regretfully, "It's just that the effect is not very good now."

Bai Yan let out a long sigh: "Please, it doesn't matter who you learn from, don't learn from Yi Luo."

After being interrupted like this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back slightly, and before he could say anything, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a black shadow flashing behind Zhao Yantong from the corner of his eye.

"careful!"

Before they could blurt out an exclamation, a somewhat round figure suddenly blocked in front of the two of them. A young man with a hunting knife stepped forward and slammed the enemy to the ground. Looking carefully, the movements seemed to be deliberately imitating He The shadow of restlessness.

But there was more than one at this moment, the little fatty's shield blocked many attacks from the front, but there was still nothing behind him.

The assassin's dagger was already behind Bai Yan, but a first aid kit blocked his way.

The assassin's movements froze for a moment, Xiaoxue had already swung the first-aid kit at his face, skillfully took out a towel from his arms, and covered the assassin's mouth and nose with steady movements, the opponent struggled After a few strokes, the head tilted motionless.

Zhao Yantong nodded in agreement: "It's a good move."

Xiaoxue smiled embarrassingly, and the little fat man leaned over: "What about me, big sister?"

Brother Long leaned over with a short knife in his hand, and patted the chubby little fat man's belly: "Well, your movements are acceptable, but your figure is not."

The assassinated "believers" were quickly pulled away by members of the combat department who were standing by, and the three young men stood upright behind them.

Bai Yan was a little dazed.

Zhao Yantong nodded at him: "The newcomer in the war department was rescued by the two of them."

She didn't move a step from the beginning to the end, still standing beside Bai Yan, looking at the sky with him, "Don't worry too much."

"The kids are growing up, and you'll be able to take a lot off your shoulders very quickly."

Bai Yan took a deep breath, and he smiled wryly: "If you want me to share my burden with these children, I will feel very sorry."

"I know, you've always had such an awkward personality." Zhao Yantong wasn't surprised that he would say that, and she even laughed, "If you don't think so, you probably won't be like you."

Bai Yan also showed a slight smile: "However, after you said that, I am also a little relieved."

"Even if one day I am accidentally assassinated, it seems that the human side will not completely collapse. I feel less pressure now."

"Can't you be a little more active?" Zhao Yantong rubbed his temples with a headache, "You can't just seek death just because of this, you are still our very important hope."

Bai Yan laughed.

Angry monks smashed Buddha statues, and arrogant young people stepped on fake god faces. In the chaos, there was a faint vitality that moved people.

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