Rourou touched the hair of the female white clothes and said, "I just broke up in the game, how can I make it look like I haven't seen each other for a long time!" ”

Wu Wei looked at the female white clothes, pointed to the person who was more than half a head taller than Moros, and asked, "Is this Rourou?" ”

The female Baiyi chuckled and said, "Yes, I didn't expect it, right?" Sister Rou is also a beauty. ”

Wu Wei looked at King Kong Barbie in front of him in amazement, looking for a soft shadow on her fair face. In the real world, although the figure is the same as in the game, she has a face that can be called exquisite, and although the lines are a little too strong, they reveal a strong beauty.

Rourou was very satisfied with Wu Wei's unexpected expression at this time, and said with a smile: "Look at people with this kind of eyes again!" ”

Moros looked at Wu Wei and asked, "Do you know my sister?" Are you the one she says you are? ”

Wu Wei hurriedly shook his head and said, "I just met, I'm not familiar with it, it's definitely not me!" ”

Seeing this, Phelps the City Butcher pointed to the alien battleship in the sky, and said impatiently: "Put your personal affairs aside for a while, and now the first problem is how to solve that thing." ”

Wu Wei pointed to the chaotic wargroup below the alien battleship and said, "I think we should solve the chaotic situation over there first, every combat power is precious, and it shouldn't be wasted like this!" ”

"Those fools, if they can't see the form clearly at this time, they won't play much role in the future battle." Phelps said.

Moros attached great importance to Wu Wei's suggestion, because Rourou had been poking his fingers in the back behind him to get him to support Wu Wei. He said loudly: "This group of guys is too angry, their heads are not clear, I will let them calm down." ”

After Moros finished speaking, a flash of light flashed in his hand, and a silver-white two-handed sword appeared in his hand. Under his urging, this long sword emitted a trace of coldness, and even Wu Wei, who was more than ten meters away from him, could feel a biting chill. Soon a layer of ice condensed on the sword, and the moisture in the nearby air was drained by the sword.

Moros roared and swung his long sword vigorously, and the solid ice condensed on the sword body broke away from the sword body, forming an ice sword and shooting towards the sky above the warband. When the ice sword flew over the battle group, there was a loud "boom", the ice sword exploded into countless pieces, and the temperature of the surrounding air plummeted, reaching more than 100 degrees below zero in an instant, and the water vapor in the air immediately condensed into ice flowers and fell on the player's body.

Players with high resistance are okay, but they can't stop shivering, and hurriedly jump out of the battle group, and then look left and right, wanting to know what happened.

Players with low resistance are the worst ones who are directly frozen, lying on the ground with stiff limbs, and some people are still slightly able to move, struggling to escape from the ice belt.

There are also some players who are not afraid of the cold, and see all the breeding warriors frozen into ice sculptures, and excitedly knock them to pieces one by one.

Healers in the distance hurried to cast healing spells, while ranged attackers seized the opportunity to desperately attack those fixed targets.

The tension between the gamers immediately vanished, replaced by a collective hatred of Moros.

Moros didn't care about the thousands of glances cast from afar, and said to Rourou ostentatiously: "Old sister! What do you think! You're not great! But he was also very surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that his crisis was beyond imagination.

Without waiting for a gentle reply, a trident stabbed at Moros through the crowd with a tsunami sound. Moros was calm, pushing Rourou in the direction of Wu Wei with his left hand, and holding the long sword in his right hand to face the trident.

The moment the two artifacts intersected, the cold raged, the waves were turbulent, and countless sinister fantasies appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the leaders each cast their aura to protect the subordinates behind them. Phelps the God Butcher had the heaviest burden, because this was the gathering point of their country A, and there were more than eighty players behind him, but it was only half a moment late, and a white light flashed behind him to protect all the players including country A.

Phelps turned back and nodded lightly at the female white, who was still smiling.

Moros held the sword in one hand, and suffered a little, and after pushing Rourou away, he immediately grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and pressed back towards the trident.

Only then did everyone see that the trident was in the hands of a middle-aged man, he was dressed in a close-fitting shark skin suit, his black and brown curly hair was tucked behind his head, and a thick beard covered half of his face, his face was pale, but his eyes were bright.

Moros roared, and an unrivaled force erupted from his sword that sent the trident flying. The middle-aged man with the trident did not fight hard, and took advantage of the situation to turn over and retreat a few meters, his legs flicked on the ground, and the trident turned into a white arrow and shot towards Moros's chest.

Moros exerted too much force, and at this time, the long sword was thrown in the air, and he didn't have time to retract it, so he could only take a sharp breath, ready to use life-saving means.

Wu Wei took Rourou, put Rourou in place with a turn, and with a movement of his feet, he instantly arrived in front of Moros, holding a black and white sword and receiving a thunderous blow.

The three weapons were mixed together, and the two of them worked together, and no one could help anyone. And the demonic flames on the Ice and Fire Sword made the middle-aged man very uncomfortable.

Phelps, the God Butcher, saw the person who was coming, and opened his mouth to persuade: "Siren Buster, Sashaqi, this is an old death, Wu Wei, quickly put away your weapons, they are all your own people." ”

Wu Wei rolled his eyes and said in his heart: "Who is with you is your own person." "But the bull has already laid this foundation, and it seems that it is not easy to change it, but fortunately, people in other countries think that it is not a bad thing to be old and not die. I don't think there's anything wrong with being old and immortal.

Siren Buster, Sashaqi glared at Moros and asked, "I hate the cold the most!" Why are you sneaking up on me! ”

Moros looked indifferent, didn't bother to explain to him, and replied directly: "If you want to fight, you can fight!" Who said it was a sneak attack! Come, brother-in-law, get out of the way, let me come! ”

Wu Wei's face was black, and he felt that Rourou was smiling behind him. As a peacemaker, he first withdrew the Sword of Ice and Fire, and then said: "Sashaqi, don't get excited, Moros is to stop the players from killing each other, not against you alone." Look over there, there's no one fighting anymore. ”

Sashaqi said disdainfully: "Directly let half of the people lose their combat effectiveness!" You might as well get them to punch each other! ”

Sashaqi is a gamer in an independent small country, their country is a small island in the northern ocean, his strength has reached the demigod level, just now it was also to stop the player from fighting, turned into a cloud of mist and floated in the air, was thinking about how to act, but was accidentally injured by Moros's ice sword.

If it is attacked in other ways, it is okay, but Sashaqi hates ice and snow the most. Half of the year in his country is spent in snow and ice, and the inhabitants of their country can only rely on food storage to survive, which is very difficult, so they are angry after being concentrated! Immediately come to Moros desperately.