Urban God-level Selection System

The green pigeon looked rather dissatisfied, raised a small face and said, "Is there anything more important than this?"

At this time Zhang Wanlin had already arranged her clothes, bowed and sniffed on her forehead: "Of course."

He walked away happily, leaving the green pigeon alone on the bed, sullen and angry.

Just now, Zhang Wanlin felt the energy fluctuations a few kilometers away.

If it was the previous perception, it would certainly not be able to reach the current level, these were brought to him by the rod of darkness.

He can accurately analyze who and how many people these forces come from.

Among them are the palace, as well as some unknown poor and weak forces, as well as the two previously seen Wang Chao and Dong Lin.

Power is completely crushed, how long can they hold on?

Zhang Wanlin couldn't help thinking.

The last car following was also blown up, and the huge body fell from the sky and smashed right in front of the route. Fortunately, Wang Chao's driving skills were good enough to be avoided.

However, the car chasing behind was playing with high beams, chasing like a tiger.

Needless to say, the next target is them.

Damn, what should I do! ?

People in a car can't help but get anxious.

The crowds in the carriage were silent, Wang Mengyi said, "Who is the only way to go down and delay the time?"

The members in the carriage are now important members of the family, and there are many elders among them.

This is undoubtedly hitting the stone with a pebble, but in this situation, even if the method is bad, it must be tried.

Cheng Hu said: "I'll go!"

Now only he is the most qualified.

As the helm of the family, Wang Mengyi has a direct bloodline and can never die.

Secondly, there are some other family members, either old or very different in strength.

Chenghu ranks first in strength, of course only he is qualified.

But everyone knows that this is better than nothing.

"Shenghu, do you really think about it?"

Wang Mengyi said.

This is a matter of life and death.

"As long as the tribe is safe, as long as you are safe, what does it matter if I die?"

Cheng Hu looked at Wang Mengyi with burning eyes, and these words were undoubtedly confessed.

Wang Mengyi flushed, and turned his head slightly, "Then you are careful."

But it was the first time that I cared about each other like this.

"Yep."

Seeing Wang Mengyi being shy to herself for the first time, Chenghu didn't know why, but he seemed quite happy at this dangerous moment.

"Of course I will be careful.

If I can survive, can you marry me? "

Everyone present couldn't help but stunned. Proposing for marriage this time?

Wang Mengyi lowered his head, but did not answer positively: "You'll talk about it when you come back."

"Then I have another request?"

"what?"

"Let me use artifacts!"

Cheng Hu explained, "Now only cultural relics can fight against them, and they can delay enough time."

Wang Mengyi thought about it again and again. After all, they mainly protect cultural relics. If they don't use it, it goes against the original intention?

But on the other hand, if this continues, how can the two cultural relics fall into the hands of others?

"Okay, I allow you to take one.

You must fulfill a requirement and bring him back alive. "

"Yes!"

The clown mask taken by Chenghu.

As soon as he got it in his hand, a strange force spread from his fingertips, covering his internal organs.

It was cold and very comfortable.

There seemed to be a force guiding him in the dark.

An explosion sounded from the side of the car, almost knocking the body over.

Everyone in the carriage was in a mess.

Only Chenghu stood steadily, like a glue stuck to his feet.

Looking from the chaos, Wang Mengyi saw Chenghu wearing a mask with a strange smile on his face.

"Alin! I said, don't use power on that car, didn't you hear it!?"

Ye Shan was furious.

If the cultural relics are damaged in this way, how can he explain?

Now Fang Hong is still in anger, let alone his expression when he hears the news.

Alin stuck out his tongue to express his apologies.

Alin stuck his tongue out, "Ah, sorry, sorry, I didn't stop it all at once."

He fastened his seat belt obediently, sat in the co-pilot boredly and hit a hack, his feet dangling in front of the seat.

"Now our top priority is to get them all back as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

A Lin was chanting in his heart, this sentence came out of the base, and he has read this sentence more than 800 times.

At this moment, the two men saw a strange figure in the vehicle ahead.

The man was tall and straight, his shirt bulging with muscles.

He was wearing a mask, which was rolled with lines of different colors, intertwined into a strange and smiling face.

He smiled, looked at the two of them, and then suddenly jumped, stepping forward, a shock came from above his head.

Alin looked very upset, "This bad guy broke our car."

Ye Shan ordered, "Then you go and teach him, by the way, put that thing away."

Of course they knew that what he wore on his face was part of the cultural relic.

This is a lot easier.

"Good Le!"

Alin stood up and went out.

There was a fierce fighting sound from above, and the roof was sunken in a few deep holes.

Ye Shan is depressed, so he can't play in another place?

It was obvious that Chenghu delayed the court's speed, but this was only a few seconds, and after a few seconds, the car came again.

Everyone in the carriage was worried and even a little desperate.

One person was almost crying: "Patriarch! Why don't we fight with them?"

"Yes, don't we still have a cultural relic, borrow their power."

"Maybe there is still a ray of life like this."

Wang Mengyi retorted without thinking, "Not yet!"

If you use it now, wouldn't it just be their way?

Everyone can't help but sigh, the fact is almost the same.

The vehicle entered a bumpy section, and at high speed, everyone was shaken.

A figure has quietly arrived.

Although it was bumpy, he was not impressed at all, as if he was part of this car.

He is handsome and deep, his eyes are full of endless wisdom, the proportions of his body are perfect, and his muscles are full of explosive beauty.

This is not compared to the big muscles that Chenghu arrogantly protrude, but more beautiful, just right and solid.

The whole person looks so perfect that there are no flaws.

The first person to see him was a middle-aged man, and he saw an extra person in the carriage for no reason, just like hell, shouting.

Everyone cast their gazes and immediately pulled the bolt.

They were really well-trained, and within a second, the muzzle of the black hole had already been pointed at Zhang Wanlin.

Zhang Wanlin smiled and walked slowly, just like the master here, and easily sat beside Wang Mengyi.

"I heard you are in trouble now?"

"who are you!?"

"I said, I can shoot!"

They were threatening, but they were frightened by the temperament of this young man.