|||->-> As a missionary whose mission is to save lives and help the wounded, Wu Lian saw that he could not see the wounded, so he immediately stepped forward and released a healing spell through the fence, wanting to treat the wounded lying on the ground.

The brilliance of the healing spell was about to pass through the fence, and a faint layer of aqua blue light lit up on the fence, completely swallowing the power of the healing spell.

Wu Lian was stunned for a moment, and increased the intensity of the healing spell, but unfortunately the result still did not change, and the strength increased by five or six times, and it was also swallowed by a thin and light layer of aqua blue light.

An old dragon whispered from all directions, without the slightest emotion.

Ye Ya listened to it and was silent for a long time before translating the dragon language to everyone:

"He who suffers from an incurable disease, groans in pain before you...... Do you choose to stand by and wait for him to die a natural death, or use your strength to end the pain and give him a good time?"

Hearing this, Wu Lian's first reaction was, "Can you let me try, I might be able to cure him!"

The dragon language didn't sound again, it was obviously impossible, let Wulian give it a try.

"What do you think?"

In Wu Lian's heart, she wanted to treat the injured, but now she was not allowed to save her at all, and could only choose one of the two answers given.

The two answers were not to her liking, and she didn't want to choose, so she asked everyone.

Miao Xiaodao put away the dragon thorn, walked to the fence, and saw the injured person in the fence, he was a swordsman, he must have been seriously injured so far after fighting with a strong enemy, if he was seriously injured to the point that Wulian could not be treated, what would he choose?

"Give him a good time...... Miao Xiaodao didn't realize it, he said such a sentence in his mouth.

Luo Sheng stepped forward, patted Miao Xiaodao's shoulder, and said, "If it's really an incurable disease, it's better to be more painful!

Luo Lingling twisted Luo Sheng's waist, "What's right! This is murder!"

"Don't pinch me, you stupid woman!" Luo Sheng shouted.

Luo Lingling's face turned red all of a sudden, and he glared at Luo Sheng hatefully.

After Luo Sheng lost his soul, except for Ye Ya, he didn't listen to anyone else's words, even as his wife, sometimes he was so scared by Luo Sheng that he couldn't get off the stage.

"Killing him is equivalent to directly erasing the possibility of his salvation, what if after we leave, someone can save him? Aren't we equal to murderers?" Ye Ya supported Luo Lingling's point of view.

Luo Sheng immediately said: "Yes, what Xiaoya said is also right!"

Wu Lian smiled helplessly, the answer to this question seems to be difficult to choose.

The other members of the magic sword team expressed their stance one after another,

Raptor, Xiong Xiuxiu, Dao Dao, and Min Zhen chose to give him pleasure and let the dying suffer less, they were all kind.

Luo Lingling, Xiao Ling, and Ye Ya felt that they should not meddle in other people's lives, even if they couldn't save them, maybe others could save them.

"Didn't you say it all, it's an incurable disease!" Min Zhen argued, hoping to draw his master into his camp.

In fact, there is no need for Min Zhen to convince his master, because the proportion is obvious, there are a total of ten members of the magic sword team, five support him a pleasure, three choose to stand by and wait for him to die a natural death, a full-time treatment of the wounded is unwilling to choose, and a person who has no brains to sway left and right.

Five to three.

The moans of the wounded were mixed with the sound of their quarrels, and Wu Lian waved his hand and decided, then choose to give him a good time, so it would be too painful for the wounded!

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Shouting from above, "Give him a good time!"

"As you wish!" the old dragon whispered again.

With the emotionless long dragon whisper, the fence and the wounded in it turned into white foam and slowly disappeared, and finally, a spiral staircase appeared in the place where the original fence was.

Ye Ya felt that the injured person should have been a conjugation, not a real injured person, but it also reminded him of the days when he once served in the Blood Pool Fortress.

In infiltration operations, if someone is injured, they will take the initiative to leave the team so as not to drag down the team, and the seriously wounded will beg their teammates to give him a good time when they know that they will not survive, which is almost an unwritten rule in the army.

Ye Ya had also killed his subordinates with his own hands, and his boss did not punish him for this, not even a word of reproach.

Could it be that giving him a good time is the right choice?

In a trance, Ye Ya heard Min Zhen's warning in his heart, reminding everyone: "Speed up, a giant bear!"

"Hey, what's so terrible about bears, the bears I've killed, not a thousand, but also eight hundred!" Luo Sheng brandished his spear and was eager to try.

After the giant bear broke into the divine consciousness of Luo Sheng's divine consciousness, Luo Shengwei screamed and ran in a panic in the direction where everyone left, "Wait for me! Is this a bear?"

The giant bear chasing behind the magic sword team, one fingernail is longer and thicker than Luo Sheng's whole person, such nails, this giant bear has three on one paw!

And the breath is also unfathomable, just by looking into it with his divine sense, Luo Sheng feels that he is not an opponent.

Fortunately, the speed of this giant bear was very slow, and after the magic sword team went up two floors, they completely shook off this giant bear.

"Sure enough, the danger here is not much of a danger. Miao Xiaodao smiled.

The monsters here are very strong, but as long as they run fast enough and don't fight them, it's not dangerous at all.

"Then you have to run fast!" Luo Sheng gasped, "Next time Xiaoya, you say to run...... I'll run!"

The group laughed and laughed and moved quickly, and soon, the color of the floor changed, and they knew that the next problem should arise.

As they swirled up the stairs, the Magic Sword Team entered a room with blue and white stripes, and in the center of the room, there was a waist-high platform that occupied most of the room, and on the platform, was a miniature world.

The miniature world is high on the left and low on the right, and on the right, there is a small city, nine vertical and twelve horizontal, the size of a medium-sized city. A large river originates in the highlands and runs through the city.

In the upper reaches of the river, dark clouds shrouded in clouds, the wind howled, purple lightning flashed, and torrential rain began.

The people approached the edge of the platform and looked at the world, the shouting of the city vendors, the chatter of the women, and the play of children...... Voices came out of the world and became indistinct, and they could see the expressions on everyone's faces clearly.

The torrential rain has been falling for a while, and the dark clouds have spread to the entire miniature world, and the city has begun to rain lightly.

Heavy rains have washed away countless exposed mud, muddying the river, which has risen rapidly and has begun to overflow the city's levees.

At this time, the same old dragon language came from all directions of the room.

After Ye Ya listened to the question, he was about to translate for everyone, and the miniature world sent out a powerful suction, sucking the magic sword everyone into the miniature world.

Ye Ya's face was wet with rain, and he looked down and saw that he had become

What he saw just now, a small trader by the river, holding the goods in his hands, remembering the question of Long Yu just now, Ye Ya did not hesitate to throw away the goods in his hand and summoned the magic elves.

But for a long time, the magic elf did not appear, and Ye Ya realized that he had become an ordinary person!

"The city ...... It will be flooded by heavy rains and rivers will overflow...... Are you going to build a high dam to keep out the floods, or are you going to start migrating higher when you see the river being muddy?"

Even Ye Ya, a person who has never been rude, couldn't help shouting to the sky: "Your sister! The water has flooded my thighs, what a fart!"

Ye Ya didn't say a word, picked up a stone under his feet, and ran towards the river embankment.

In the vast rain, only a small trader held a stone and prepared to build a high embankment.

When Ye Ya put the stone on the embankment, groped for a few more pieces of gravel at the bottom of the water, and fixed the stone, the embankment miraculously increased by one foot.

Ye Ya was overjoyed, and was ready to move the stones again, with this kind of "speed", wouldn't it be possible to block the flood with two more stones?

Suddenly countless people rushed out of the houses of the people by the river, and they ran to the embankment with sacks, and threw the sacks on the embankment, and the height of the embankment rose at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The flood, blocked by the high dikes, and the crowd cheered.

Before Ye Ya could devote himself to this carnival, the huge force that sucked him into the miniature world appeared again, and he couldn't resist it, so he sucked him out of the miniature world and threw his soul back into his own body.

"Good! You made a choice with your actions!" the dragon's voice resounded through the room, and the miniature world turned into white foam, slowly disappearing.

Ye Ya translated the question of the dragon language and the sentence just now to everyone.

"What did you choose?" Luo Sheng asked Ye Ya.

Ye Ya said: "How can I choose, I went in and went to the river, the water was flooded to my thighs, and I was washed away, I couldn't run away, so I might as well try to see if I could block the water." ”