As soon as Sikong Yao raised his head, he was hooked by the claws of the peach-hearted young dragon.

The Peach Heart Dragon went on a rampage, slamming its last head into the valve.

There was a loud "bang", and the whole valve was blown out.

A scorching wave of fire came over like a wild beast.

The whole sky was lit up with flames, dazzling and dazzling.

The peach-hearted young dragon flapped its wings violently, and Sikong Yao clinged tightly to his back.

The sea of fire was split by the storm, and Lan Dan was inside.

Sikong Yao jumped off the dragon's back, she had to save Lan Dan.

The flames swirled, and from time to time fireballs erupted from explosions around them.

Sikong Yao struggled, and Lan Dan was in front of her.

Her legs erupted with unprecedented strength, and the flames couldn't keep up with her.

Sikong Yao picked up Lan Dan, who passed out because he had inhaled too much smoke.

The young dragon flew over immediately, and he picked up the two of them and threw them on his back.

The flames were raging, and there was no time to wait, and the young dragon flew again.

The flames followed the wind current, like a tornado of flames.

The flames caught up with the young dragon, and he hissed from the blazing heat.

The peachheart dragon was engulfed in relentless flames, and he let out a terrible cry from the excruciating pain.

The dragons opened their eyes, and they were free.

A peach-colored flame appeared.

Dozens of figures rose from the collapsed crypt cage, and a group of deformed peach dragons flew in the sky.

They obeyed the call of the young dragon and flew towards it.

They used their misshapen bodies to block the flames.

One after the other, they will fall to the root of the flames, one after the other.

They are not afraid of death, they firmly believe that this is their last glory, all for the continuation of the race.

The flames were cut off by the countless deformed Peach Heart Dragons, and the flames that lost their follow-up were extinguished.

The sky was black again, and everything was silent.

The Dragonguards are over, and it's in ruins.

The young dragon survived, and he flew out of the ruins and soared freely through the air.

He spread his wings in front of him, and Sikong Yao jumped down with Lan Dan in his arms.

The peachheart dragon crawled on the ruins, tears streaming down his childish cheeks.

His people, his parents, were buried in the endless black earth.

The sky was raining uncontrollably, incessantly.

The rain curtain renders the atmosphere even more sad.

Sikong Yao stood up, Lan Dan's situation was not optimistic.

Lan Dan's basic setting is a monster, and Sikong Yao doesn't know how to heal her.

Lan Dan needs healing, and the people in her village may be able to know how to restore her health.

Sikong Yao negotiated with the Peachheart Young Dragon and said, "Can you take me to the village of Lan Dan?" ”

The young dragon also stood up, he was the only one left, he was the only hope for the herd, he had to be strong.

The peach heart young dragon compromised, and he carried Sikong Yao to the tribe of the blue people.

The Blue Man Village seems to be a forgotten corner of the world, where you can't see the sun even during the day.

They were injected with a virus containing the code chain, and the Blue Man's programming was modified, so they became sapient beings like the Peach Dragon.

As a result, the Blues cannot be refreshed as the game progresses, and they need to farm and hunt to support themselves.

But riddled with a bad disease, the blue people lost the ability to survive.

The Blue Man Village is deserted, and the eerie environment here discourages other players from carrying out missions related to it.

Now there are only a few dying blue people left in the village.

A blue man who was vaguely recognizable in human form, his legs joined together under the influence of the virus.

He could only barely crawl out in a wriggling way, because he was going to come out to meet the hope of the race.

The smell of rotting flesh filled the deserted village, and the corpses of the dead blue men were left aside to rot.

This smell made Sikong Yao feel very uncomfortable, and he felt very bad in his heart.

She was puzzled: "Is this the primitive world?" ”

Lan Dan was taken away by her villagers, along with a medicine to cure the hypochondriasis.

Hopefully, in the near future, this poor tribe will flourish again.

It was already more than four o'clock in the morning, and a thick tiredness hit, but Sikong Yao had to cheer up.

She hurriedly ran to the novice village, and this matter must be told to Sikong Yi.

Sikong Yi didn't sleep either, in order to deal with the problem of being invaded, he hadn't closed his eyes for a whole day and a night.

Bloodshot crawled all over his eyeballs, which made Sikong Yi look even more like a terminally ill patient on the verge of death.

He lay in his chair and convulsed, the pressure forcing him to the point of collapse.

There was a knock on the door, and Sikong Yi didn't seem to be able to hear it.

Sikong Yao directly blasted the door open, and in the friend list, you can see that Sikong Yi is still online.

Sikong Yao dragged Sikong Yi up.

"Uncle! Wake up! ”

Sikong Yi was like a creature without a backbone, and he fell down softly, like a puddle of mud.

Sikong Yao said in a loud voice: "Uncle! I know who's hacking the game! ”

Sikong Yi was like an initiation, and he slammed a spirit.

His eyes regained their radiance, brightness and vicissitudes.

He was emotional.

"Sikong Yao! Who and who invaded the game! ”

Sikong Yao told the story of the incident from 1510 to 150.

Sikong Yi unconsciously arched his back, which was really shocking.

"No, you have to turn off the Heart of the Holy Food immediately, it's too dangerous!"

Sikong Yi exclaimed, he had never thought that he would meet artificial intelligence in such a way.

Sikong Yi turned his head again and said to Sikong Yao: "Sikong Yao, uncle doesn't know how to thank him, uncle almost caused a catastrophic human crisis. ”

Sikong Yao comforted: "Uncle, it's not your fault, no one knows that there will be a game intelligence body derived, and the person who wrote the game code is not you, you don't have to blame yourself so much." ”

Sikong Yao could never understand Sikong Yi's paranoia about the Heart of the Holy Food.

Sikong Yi put all the blame on himself.

After a while, Sikong Yi shook his head and said, "Sikong Yao, uncle will apply to the game development team in a few days, and the reward of 50,000 yuan will be in your hands soon, and the game needs to be closed urgently, so you can log out of the game as soon as possible." ”

Sikong Yao nodded, and said, "Okay uncle, you too, pay more attention to your body." ”

Sikong Yi nodded casually, obviously not listening.

Sikong Yao returned home, and after running around all night, he was almost exhausted.

I didn't care about freshening up, so I fell into bed and fell asleep at once.

The next day, Sikong Yao was woken up by a phone call from Guo Mingying.

Sikong Yao connected the phone in a daze, and asked unhappily, "Xiaoying, what are you doing?" I'm so tired, I've just saved the world, can't you just let me take a break? ”

Guo Mingying retorted on the other end of the phone: "What nonsense, what is it to save the world, play games and play stupid, right?" ”

Sikong Yao muttered, "You don't understand, you were almost rewritten by the game code." ”

Guo Mingying said again: "I don't know what to say, the hospital called, Meng Xiyao woke up, you injured him, don't you go over and take a look?" ”

Sikong Yao suddenly felt that her little face was slightly hot, and said embarrassedly: "Uh...... That's just as well. ”

Guo Mingying said again: "Then you can go by yourself, Shengyi Hospital, Ward 46, I still have to train for military training." ”

Then Guo Mingying hung up the phone, Sikong Yao looked at the clock, it was only eight o'clock, fell into the quilt, and muttered sadly: "Ah...... I've only slept for four hours, so sleepy......"

After a while, Sikong Yao still struggled to get up, and he still couldn't get away in his heart, so he decided to go and see Meng Xiyao.

Ward 46, some bickering voices.

The woman's scolding, "I asked you to stay at home in peace, but you didn't listen, you had to run to learn some Western cuisine, now it's okay, your head is broken." ”

Meng Xiyao's unhappy voice, "This is my own business, you don't have to worry about it." ”

The woman's voice became high-pitched, "If it weren't for your father asking me to come over, I wouldn't have bothered to care about you." ”

"Thank you, the family is busy with business, you better go back quickly."

"Do you think I'd be happy to come over? I'm not afraid that you'll starve to death, so I'll be discharged from the hospital early when I'm fine, and I'll help when I'm home. ”

The sound of the quarrel gradually subsided, and Meng Xiyao obviously didn't want to quarrel with that woman more.

The woman then walked away and closed the door with a shake of her hand.

Meng Xiyao was dismissive of the food she brought, preferring to be hungry.

Suddenly, there was another knock on the door, and the sound was soft.

Meng Xiyao was angry and scolded: "Why did you come back again?" ”

Sikong Yao was stunned for a moment, and then said softly: "That...... Meng Xiyao, it's me, Sikong Yao. Can I come in? ”

Meng Xiyao said embarrassedly: "Ah...... Sister Sikong Yao, I'm sorry, please come in. ”

Sikong Yao pushed open the door and walked in, and saw Meng Xiyao lying on the hospital bed, his head was wrapped in gauze, and it seemed that he was not lightly injured.

Sikong Yao asked cautiously, "That one just now, is it your sister?" ”

Meng Xiyao didn't answer, obviously not wanting to answer the question.

Seeing this, Sikong Yao diverted the topic and said, "Uh...... Are you getting better? ”

Meng Xiyao smiled kindly again, nodded, and signaled Sikong Yao not to worry.

"Don't worry, the doctor said it was just a little skin trauma and a slight concussion, and you can be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon."

"Oh...... That's fine, I'm sorry......"

It was rare to see Sikong Yao so shy, but Meng Xiyao laughed instead.

"I don't miss you at all, Sikong Yao."

At the same time, Sikong Yi received a call from the United States, it was his college friend, who was the developer of the Heart of Holy Food.

The person on the other end of the phone was extremely emotional, and he yelled: "Yi, something is wrong!" We closed the game and checked the program, and it turned out that there was a player whose logout privileges were restricted, and he hadn't logged out of the game for more than a week! ”