Divine Clothes Expansion!

As the "waiter" sister of the outer armor was temporarily removed, and at the same time as the inner armor expanded rapidly, Bishamen pulled the poor god and pasted it on his back, and Wang Heng's eyes seemed to have data flowing through.

In the expansion and contraction of the inner armor, the poor god was already tied to his back by the Bishamen, and pulled the outer armor on one side, Wang Heng said in a deep voice: "Qing, all your strength!" ”

The combat boots suddenly exerted force, Wang Heng was unmoved, observing the Quartet.

The surrounding scene came into mind, and with a flip of his wrist, his long sword was reversed, and with the help of impact and running inertia, he swept past several monsters and cut them into two pieces.

After landing on the ground, he twisted his waist, straddled his right foot diagonally, dodged the claws of a wolf-shaped monster that swung away, and wiped his left hand on his waist.

The howl came, and Bishamen was unmoved, and strode up again, cutting off the tentacle limbs of the monster that stood in the way.

The little body of the poor god was tightly clinging to Bishamon's body, one hand already around her waist, holding Bishamen in a restrained manner, trying to minimize his influence on her, and the other hand tightly tugging on Bishamen's unloaded outer armor.

Two more ups and downs, and Bishamen had already rushed out of the center of the wind cave.

"Hoo ......" ×2

There seemed to be two relieved voices in the mental world, slightly stunned, and then laughed low at the same time.

"Heng, it's progressing again." Bishamen sighed with emotion.

"It's that you're getting more and more familiar with working with me." Wang Heng said softly.

Immersed in his mind again, although Neijia Meiziquan felt that she had become the shape of two people, but with the help of Wang Heng, she still released the poor god again and restored her original state.

The inner armor was fitted to the body again, and was handed over to the poor god halfway, and the outer armor hanging behind her was also redressed.

The waiter was a taciturn girl, probably because she was not good at words, even though she had been shaken to pieces in high-speed exercise, she didn't say a word of complaint.

What a good guy who works hard.

Fortunately, the maid couldn't hear Wang Heng's mental activities.

Nodding slightly to the poor god, Bishamen said softly: "You wait here for a while, and I'll clean it up." ”

The pink-haired girl was still a little stunned, and didn't seem to have recovered from the series of rabbit ups and downs.

Bishamon smiled at her, pulled down his armor, and turned away.

"Heng, it's going to be on!"

"Understood!"

Greatsword in hand!

……

The cleanup of the monsters didn't take too long.

As Wang Heng's grasp of the realm line has become more and more sophisticated, the strength of the artifacts he can exert has become more and more powerful, and due to the increase in combat experience, there are more and more samples of combat data, and now his grasp of the rhythm of battle has gradually matured.

For example, he presided over the route when he rushed out of the wind cave before, and specially selected a path that could achieve maximum damage, and planned the way of action of Bishamen and Longsword Spring.

is the most concise and efficient way to kill.

Extremely calm, mechanically precise slaughter, this is one of the reasons why the gods are so convinced.

Compared to their previous rough fighting methods, Wang Heng's fighting can be called art.

……

Although the speed has been accelerated as much as possible, the time that erupted after the wind cave opened has caused many surrounding necromancers to transform into demons, and the original demons are even more powerful, and not all of them have gathered together, so by the time Bishamen has roughly cleaned up the surrounding demons, six hours have passed.

Bishamon paused and let out a soft breath.

“…… The monsters on the east side of the city have also been cleared, and there are no more monsters near the house of the poor god that can threaten her.

At the same time, the opening time of the wind cave is three minutes, which is a normal category, and a total of 120 monsters have been cleaned up in this time-time outbreak, which is slightly more than the ordinary time-shifting, but it is still within the scope of statistics.

There are ten giant monsters in total, and three of them are stronger than the rest.

No harm has been caused to the present world, and the emotions of ordinary people have stabilized, and chaos has not broken out.

Above. ”

Bishamen rubbed his temples in distress: "Heng, it's good for you to remember it yourself in the future, there's no need to report it to me, I can't remember it." ”

The artifacts were also speechless, and Wang Heng's desire for data intelligence made them a little ashamed, and even had the feeling that they didn't know what they had cut in the past.

Wang Heng paused: "...... Understand. ”

"Besides, Lord Poor God hasn't moved for six hours since you told you to wait here."

Bishamon's eyes widened: "Isn't it?!" ”

Hurriedly pulled out.

Back in the same place, the poor god was still standing there, and his eyes lit up when he saw Bishamon's return, and he waved at her vigorously.

Bishamen was dumbfounded.

Wang Heng smiled, ordered the removal of the attire at the artifacts, leaving only the inner armor Yumei, and then bowed down and said: "Lord Bishamen, let's stop here today, Que Hequan and they are also a little tired, we also need to sort out whether there are any fish that have slipped through the net around us." ”

Blinked lightly at Bishamon.

Bishamon's face flushed slightly.

Then Wang Heng looked at the poor god: "Then, I'm sorry for you." ”

Que opened his mouth to say that he was not tired, but he was poked by Aya, and he cried out in pain, but he couldn't say it.

The pink-haired girl nodded a little reservedly: "No, this is the place to take care of you." ”

Wang Heng smiled at her and whispered to Sister Yu, "Yu, take care of Lord Bishamen." ”

Aya glanced at Bishamen with some regret, but still blinked and smiled: "Sister-sama, have fun!" ”

The maid didn't speak, just stared at the inner armor that Yu Mei had turned into.

Wang Heng rolled his eyes, pulled the two of them, and beckoned Que and Quan to leave together.

From time to time, there were exclamations from the poor god and some awkward and embarrassed words like "no, where" from the poor god.

Lord Bishamon...... Can you make friends, Wang Heng had the same complicated feelings as an old mother, and was a little worried.

Aya's sweet voice suddenly came from behind him: "Michiji-sama~"

Wang Heng shook and turned his head to look over.

Ayawa stared at him deadly.

He couldn't help but take a step back: "What's the matter?" ”

Aya stepped forward, and he couldn't help but take another step back.

Because I was a little scared, I chose to retreat .jpg

With a light cough, Wang Heng stood up straight: "Aya, is there something wrong?" ”

Aya blinked her eyes: "I also want to chat with my sister." ”

The maid also stared at him and nodded violently.

Wang Heng breathed a sigh of relief, and then rolled his eyes: "I'll talk about it later, don't worry." ”

"Why!" Aya was a little dissatisfied: "It's okay to rain, why can't I." ”

Wang Heng Zhengse: "Because, everyone is not so familiar with Lord Poor God, if it weren't for the protection of Lord Bishamen, I would have taken it with me." ”

"Moreover," Wang Heng hesitated, "Lord Poor God doesn't have an artifact, and I don't want to cause her any bad feelings." ”

Aya looked at him strangely.

Que Hequan on the side also had a strange face.

"What's wrong again?" Wang Heng smiled bitterly.

"Ah, no, what, I've always thought you're a very cold person, after all, you kill demons like killing chickens." Aya was a little slurred.

Que Hequan had an expression that could no longer agree.