"Haha, it's not bad~"

On the battlefield of Music Town, in a ruin, 497 looked at the fast praying mantis that had "feathered into an immortal", and laughed proudly: "I have cloned the model of this little bug, huh...... But how did the five heroes tear each other apart? In that case, can I still rely on them to complete the mission? ”

As soon as it opened its mouth and spat out, a praying mantis of the same size and appearance as a fast mantis fell out and lay on the ground for a long time, as if it had no life.

Unsurprised, 497 looked up at the sky and said...... Words that will shock players to death:

"Leoyuan, scan the data."

【Name:Fast Mantis】

[Faction: ??? 】

[Category:Clones]

[Ability: Whirlwind Slash, Point Acupoint, Lifting Weights as Light]

[Control Period: Permanent]

[Note: One of the five heroes of the Emerald Palace, he perfectly inherited all his abilities before his ascension]

"Hah, that's pretty good." 497 walked around it twice, touched it here and knocked there, and said with a look of joy: "I thought I wouldn't be able to harvest the clone this time, but I didn't expect it...... It made me see a disappearing painting. Haha, when I go back and pretend to be smart for you, you can work for us! His face suddenly became grim, and there was a little mockery in it: "What human technology, elven power?" It's all TMD! This world is destined to be ours, and only by painting can we create the most perfect world! ”

He waved his little fist viciously, and his cuteness was infinite:

"So, what's next...... What to do? He opened his mouth and took the clone of the lying corpse into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Go directly to the Emerald Palace?" Or try your luck somewhere else? Or...... Looking for a player for help? As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his head vigorously: "No, no, no, this idea is too ridiculous, how can a guy like a player who has no bottom line than a human being, believe it?" Looking at the battlefield that was facing one side down, he quietly took a few steps back and got into the shadows: "The Five Heroes of the World, it seems that they have all left the Jade Palace?" It's just creating opportunities for me......"

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The wind blows the fallen leaves, shaking the wanton green bamboo;

Birdsong and flowers, wafting a charming fragrance.

This picturesque environment is enough to make the decisive butcher let go of his years of nervousness and anxiety, and his expression is relaxed.

But, pretty little dragon, quite the opposite.

With the passage of time and the distance, she was originally harmonious with natural charm, not only did her movements gradually become rougher, but even the breath exhaled between her noses and the frequency of snake letters between swallows gradually accelerated. Makes the whole person look ...... It's like a drug addict.

What's the situation?

Miao Wubing had already sensed that something was wrong, but the poisonous scorpion had not appeared for a long time, and he had nothing to deal with. I am afraid that the action will be too intense and cause a strong backlash from the pretty dragon. At that time, this pretty little dragon who has gradually lost his mind, it is estimated that it will not be as simple as cutting them into sticks. It is estimated that at that time, it may be directly hung properly.

After fighting for so long, in the end, you didn't even meet the members of Team 342?

Miao Wubing shook his head secretly, and couldn't help but become anxious in his heart.

The decision to enter the Valley of the Scorpion is one's own choice, and if it fails, the consequences are simply unimaginable......

It can be seen that the pretty dragon is becoming more and more sinister......

In the next second, two successive dungeon prompts rang out, interrupting his worries:

[Team 342 member: Akimasa Sawa, deceased]

[Team 342 Member: Persimmon, deceased]

These two tips are definitely heavyweight. directly put the 342 team, which was originally in an advantageous situation, into danger, Miao Wubing's footsteps stopped slightly, and then hurried to keep up with Qiao Xiaolong's pace.

However, the sound did not stop there.

The next prompt shocked him even more, instantly crushing his strong indifference to the point where nothing remained:

[Plot character: Fairy Crane, deceased]

Miao Wubing's footsteps could no longer go out, and he was clubbed in place as if he was immobilized.

Quest hint, still continuing:

[Immortal Crane Inheritance: The Crane Shape Fist card has been dropped, and it will dissipate by itself after ten minutes]

The repercussions caused by this prompt can be called an uproar, and the repercussions caused far exceeded the first three sentences. It's like...... It's like when I go out to run errands one day, I find that it's no longer people walking outside, but zombies.

That kind of horror is by no means a single sentence "My name is Bai Xiaofei, and an unimaginable disaster has occurred in my world...... which can be explained and explained in the past.

And this prompt doesn't just ring in the player's ears.

It...... It is a full-copy announcement from Joy Fountain to all creatures that can hear it.

so？

497, naturally, I heard it too.

But after all, it wasn't one of those kind that could teleport, so it ...... Even if it hears it, all it can do is stomp its feet and regret it.

Does this seem like nonsense?

Of course not.

What I want to say is what it represents??? Forces, the difference between humans and elves in the Overworld.

You must know that in the two copies that Miao Wubing has experienced, the people sent by the main world are unable to communicate directly with Le Yuan!

The only thing they can get is the player's current main quest.

Miao Wubing paused for three minutes.

The pretty dragon in front of him stopped with him for three minutes.

Brother Meow, who quit the thinking mode, looked at the pretty dragon quietly for a while, and finally sighed, signaled Lingli to stand still and not move, and walked up with slight steps:

"Do you feel it?"

Qiao Xiaolong turned his head, his eyes were dull, and his voice was bitter and hoarse. Her throat seemed to be stuck with phlegm, and she struggled to squeeze out a word:

"Yes."

The sound fell to the ground, like smashing out a pit to bury love; Love and hatred, seven emotions and six desires, all seem to be buried deep in the tomb.

On the top of Miao Wubing's head, a thin leaf floated down.

He looked at the extremely strange pretty dragon in front of him, and was silent for a long time. In his ears, there seemed to be a ghost roaring, warning him that he had stepped into the realm of the dead that he should not have stepped into.

One second, two seconds, five seconds.

The tail of the pretty dragon's blade trembled faintly at this moment.

At the same time, countless thoughts flashed through Miao Wubing's mind, and finally froze into two words:

Suffer!

In the next second, Qiao Xiaolong's blade tail was completely subverted without warning, and it could even be said that it completely subverted the previous abrupt pull, and the fishy wind was awe-inspiring with cold light. Miao Wubing's pupils shrank suddenly, and his body and brain were not handy at this moment. Even if the mind is thinking about dodging and blocking, but the body! I just can't do the corresponding action!

In his ears, the voice of Qiao Xiaolong sounded as if he had changed his soul:

"Die."

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