At this moment, this is the situation. If an arrow, a sharp blade, or anything else that is offensive suddenly sprang out of the stab, then it means ...... I've lost the desire to write this novel well......

When danger is so near, when death is at hand, when hope is lost, what can we do...... What's there?

A middle finger? Or a fart? Or squint your eyes and yell "fuck"? Or like the Team Rocket trio, swallow the long phrase "I'll be back~" into your stomach?

That little time, not even enough to think.

Some people panic, some people despair, some people get angry, some people get sluggish, and some people overload their brains to find help in the cracks.

Miao Wubing is the last kind of person.

The way he got to save himself was only two words.

That, two words that have been chewed up:

Master.

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The wind whistles in your ears; Leaves fall overhead; The clouds roam the horizon; The earth is watching at your feet. Qiao Xiaolong's offensive also stopped suddenly.

Miao Wubing's forehead, a drop of cold sweat gently slid down. Like the hand of the god of time controlling the river, slowly, slowly slamming into the solid earth, splashing a trace of mud.

When the crisp sound of water droplets suddenly fell, the pretty little dragon's figure paused slightly, as if time had gone backwards, and retracted the tail of the blade.

Miao Wubing exhaled heavily, his tense nerves relaxed in an instant, and he naturally fell down. In my heart, I silently recited the same sentence: 'Thank you, thank you, thank you......

Thank whom?

In fact, the reason why he shouted these two words was not "spare your life", "don't", "buy butterflies"; Even "loved", "long live my king", "my father will not let you go" and the like, it is entirely because of him......

Well, it's because he's seen this anime...... Such a famous animation, few people will not know.

And the person he wants to thank is naturally not an animated character like Master and Po, let alone the culprit who sent him to this death game. He wants to thank you...... is the maker of animation, as well as ......

Great cinema.

If it weren't for them, he would have died now, right?

As for the consequences?

A simple sentence "Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, young heroes, please start over"?

Bullshit!

Points are cleared, and levels are cleared; Well, even if psionic tools or some kind of nonsensical inheritance can still be used, what is the use? Self-deception and then dying and struggling? Or do you want to vent into the abyss of death?

Miao Wubing only has four words:

Uncle's!

He dared to believe without hesitation that at that moment, not to mention that all kinds of psionic spirit tools that needed to be released conditionally could not be used, even the game itself would never raise these failed weaklings!

Just like the balanced copy he's experienced.

When the time comes, casually make a few death-bound plots, and you can properly play to death these "adventurers" who are still eager to make a comeback.

So?

So, this time, only to win!

Can only win.

Never, you can't lose.

Pretty Xiaolong, at this moment, snaggled and slid in front of Miao Wubing, her seductive triangular eyes with a twisted charm. After circling Brother Meow twice, he climbed up from his tightly clinging clothes, and the face of the shy flower crossed his ears, and the beautiful voice came:

"Childe...... What are you talking about? ”

Miao Wubing's hair couldn't help but rise, like a frightened cat. He felt the coldness coming from his back, sniffed the bloody aroma of the pretty dragon on the tip of his nose, and under the rapid operation of his brain, he spit out such a sentence:

……

Of course, it's not "I love you" or anything like that, although I'm a broken person, there is still a little bit of a bottom line......

He's right......

"Dragon."

Qiao Xiaolong's eyes widened violently, and his eyes were full of consternation.

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Plot characters are plot characters after all, and with only three players who are only level and incapable, even if they see the gameplay of the dungeon, it is impossible to swallow the fairy crane and such a powerful boss.

When the fairy crane killed *** girl in seconds with absolute strength and speed, a sentence sounded in Ze Mingzheng's mind that lasted until he died: "We're finished." ’

They certainly can't finish it.

If that's it, the dungeon is hastily over. Where else did Miao Wubing go to reap the benefits of the desperate situation of war?

When Akimasa Sawa's eyes could see every organ and tissue skin on his body without the reflection of the mirror, he never knew that he and his teammates had already fallen into the calculations of another teammate: Shiwu.

The fairy crane lowered its wings, letting the colorful blood slide down the arc of the blade feathers. He looked at Shi Wu, and for the first time found that with his own experience, he couldn't understand the man in front of him with a thin sword at his waist.

If you can't understand it, it doesn't mean that you can't ask, Xianlinghe is confident, with his ability, it's still easy to say something:

"Distinguished guests, with them." He swept his wings around the two corpses that had not disappeared, and asked, "Isn't it a companion?" ”

"Yes." Shi Wu smiled coldly, but there was no smile in his eyes: "What, there is a problem?" ”

The fairy crane frowned and took two steps forward. At the bow of the boat, there was a sound of a heavy object falling into the water, which was the three summoned beasts that had lost their owners.

"Your guest's ability is amazing." He said: "He has been practicing for more than 20 years, and he has traveled to every corner of Shenzhou, but he has never seen such a strange power. He walked past the squire, and then walked forward to the bow of the boat: "You can still ...... Something out of thin air? ”

Shi Wu turned around and looked at the thin body of the fairy crane, just like looking at a pile of barbecued meat, and he said with a smile: "It's magical." Holding the hilt of the sword at his waist, Shi Wu said as he drew his sword: "But...... You don't have that chance to continue researching. ”

Immortal Spirit Crane turned his head and stared at the servant who slowly drew his sword: "What are you going to do?" His beak flaunted with disdain: "Use this branch to stick a dead crane?" ”

Shiwu did not answer him, but said something completely irrelevant to what he was looking at in front of him in a different tone:

"In the distant kingdom of God, there is a great race that represents the deification of the world order: the Aesir gods, there is a king of light in the world, and his name is Odin." Inch by inch, he drew his sword, as if he were pulling out the world: "He and his wife Frigga have a bright incarnation, representing the god of spring and joy: Badr." Oh, like all 'other people's children', Badr has always been loved by all gods and creatures, except Odin's righteous brother, Loki. ”

"He is the embodiment of fire, the god of fire. Perhaps it was nature that was right, when everyone was praising Badr, blessing Badr, and loving Badr, Loki was thinking about how to send him to the god of death in the land of death. He paused, then continued, "In the end, Loki naturally succeeded, and the weapon he used ......" His voice suddenly stopped, and he looked at the fairy crane in front of him, which had condensed disdain and concentration together, and showed a cruel smile.

"And then, and then?" The fairy crane flapped its wings twice, blew a surging wave, and urged with action.

"That weapon," he said, "right in front of you." ”

Hearing this, the fairy crane was slightly stunned, and his bird head looked at the thin sword that had been unsheathed at the waist of the servant, and the expression on his face was gradually occupied by fear.

"Congratulations." Shi Wu said: "Guessed right." ”

[Name: Mistetin (sealed)]

[Type: Spirit Apparatus]

[Quality: Legendary]

[Attack: Destroy (Sealed)]

[Effect: The sentence of poking a hole in the sky is no longer a joke in people's mouths (sealed)]

[Consumption: It's been sealed anyway, so I'll keep this column for me to think about later]

[Note: Whoever wields this sword will break the seal when they reach level 30.] However, before level 30, each time you enter a dungeon, you must destroy a legacy card with your own hands, and it must not be seen by any player, otherwise the sword will automatically disappear. Until the seal is lifted, the sword only kills the one closest to the wielder, and will last up to one minute at a time. Early unsheath will be detected by the painting body in the dungeon, and attack the holder, after destroying the inheritance card, the copy will automatically erase the memory of the sword from the painting body (each dungeon, only once unsheathed)]

"Remember next time."

The voice of the servant, like the scythe of death, caressed the neck of the fairy crane:

"Don't listen to any of the stories told by your opponents."

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