The cold sword light flashed, like white lightning blasted towards Mo Yuan, it was too late to dodge, and Mo Yuan had to raise the long sword in his left hand and face the white light.

A sound of gold and iron resonating came out, Mo Yuan took a step back, the long sword in his hand crossed an arc, and looked at the woman in front of him.

I saw the woman in front of me, with a short knife hanging from her waist on the left side, about 2 and a half feet long, and her body did not look like the heavy armor worn by the sword profession (swordsman, knight, etc.), but a leather armor with a "three-dimensional sense", clean short hair and angular cheeks, if it weren't for the beautiful eyes and the irrefutable arc on the chest, it almost made Mo Yuan think that this was a handsome man.

This unisex woman has two Chinese characters on her head, Fuyao.

Mo Yuan didn't say much, as soon as he kicked his feet, he was going to slash it with his sword, and the double swords were like rainbows slashing towards Fuyao, but he saw Fuyao's right foot arched forward slightly, his left foot was stretched straight, his left hand held the scabbard on his waist, and his right hand held it on the hilt: "It's good." Fuyao said this classic line slightly, and between the lightning and flint, a powerful sword light lit up, not as fast as at the beginning, but a little more unstoppable domineering, the sword swept out and draped on Mo Yuan's double swords, knocking Mo Yuan back three steps, and the blood volume also dropped to 70% at this time.

On the other hand, Fuyao's HP has only dropped by less than 10%, the short knife in his hand hangs on his waist as if it was unsheathed, and his right hand is also on the handle of the knife as if it was just now.

"Again." Fuyao stepped forward with his left foot, followed with his right foot again, and with a clear drink, another knife slashed towards Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan took two steps back unhurriedly.

The sword dissipated in front of Mo Yuan's body, Mo Yuan seized the gap and stepped forward with two swords, the sword flashed with the light of a combo, and a series of 6 swords slashed in front of Fuyao's chest, Fuyao did not say a word, and the blood volume also dropped to 40%, Mo Yuan was unforgiving, retreated two steps back, and the double swords in his hand flashed with golden light, and two sword qi flew out from the double swords and slashed at Fuyao's body.

"You've seen through it." Two pomps of blood rushed up on Fuyao's body, and his blood volume dropped to 15%.

"You've lost." Mo Yuan said confidently, she had already seen that the effective range of Fuyao's attack was two steps, and she dodged Fuyao's attack without taking one step.

"Not necessarily." A standard smile tugged at the corner of Fuyao's mouth.

Mo Yuan's pupils shrank, and at some point, a breathtaking air flow had already appeared on the scabbard on his waist, and instinctively drove Mo Yuan to put the two swords in front of him, only to hear a wail in the air.

The air currents and afterimages swept past Mo Yuan's dual swords, without making any sound, without the sound of gold and iron resonating, and a moment later, blood stained the ground red.

"Knife wind can also hurt people." Fuyao's right hand was still on the hilt of the knife, and Mo Yuan, who looked at the blood volume in front of him that had dropped to 5%, spit out this sentence lightly.

"You're still losing." Mo Yuan looked at Fuyao with a calm expression, "No matter what skill you have, there is also a gap." Mo Yuan looked at the icon of the sword blade that lit up, raised his two swords horizontally, turned into a sword, and appeared behind Fuyao, bringing up the blood of Dapeng.

It was a calm male voice that sounded: "Yaoyao, when will you be more mature." The voice revealed slightly complicated emotions, a little helpless but a little habitual.

I saw a man in a cloth shirt appear next to Fuyao, with thick black eyebrows and clear eyes giving people a strong sense of trust.

"Oh, little plum~Isn't this a game~" Fuyao looked at the man beside him, with a gentle look in his eyebrows, and stepped forward to hold his left hand that was not holding a staff.

"I'm sorry, my daughter-in-law has caused you trouble." The man said politely to Mo Yuan.

"......" suddenly flashed Mo Yuan's waist, and I didn't know how to answer for a while, should I answer that it's okay, or what?

"Dad, Mom~" A female voice sounded, attracting Mo Yuan's attention, only to see a girl wearing a pair of cat ears with the same style as Lei Lei on her head appeared in front of Mo Yuan in cloth armor, and called out sweetly to Fuyao and the man beside her.

, Nima, is this the rhythm of a family of three playing games in a group?

However, the next scene made Mo Yuan no longer want to complain.

I saw a small tin can stumbling behind the cat-eared girl, and the iron armor that only showed his face, the shield in his hand that was larger than his entire body, and the spear that was a head taller than him all revealed that the tin can was a shield guard.

"Sister, sister~Wait for me~" The little guy who only showed a head from the iron armor said in a childish voice, with big watery eyes, long eyelashes, and a round face, which made people hold this little Zhengtai in their arms, no, this is not the point, the point is that Nima is a family of four.

“…… It's a great lineup. Mo Yuan thought that it would be over here, who knows, after seeing the IDs of these people, he suddenly felt that the defense line in his heart had dropped again, the ID on the head of the cat-eared girl was "Little Princess Lingnan", and Xiao Zhengtai's ID was "Xiao Gongju's younger brother." This is acceptable, but when Mo Yuan saw that the id on the head of the man next to Fuyao was "90,000 miles", the whole person suddenly felt bad, this Nima is a black car, no, this is 86 that is driven upside down.

"Sisters, I lost, but fortunately my man added blood to me, or I would have fallen." Fuyao looked at Mo Yuan, who was in the crash, and said.

“…… Good. Mo Yuan restrained his sluggish mind.

"Mom is ...... with this aunt again"

"Call my sister!" Mo Yuan finally couldn't help but explode when he looked at Xiao Gongju, who might be five or six years younger than him, and called his aunt.

“…… Mom PK with this sister again? "Cat's ears are small and public (sure enough, it's still so pleasing to the eye.) asked.

"Mom, don't be afraid, the bad guys have run away~" Xiao Zhengtai lifted his feet and touched Fuyao's head like a little adult, like coaxing a child (Mo Yuan: ...... Blame me, somehow I'm a bad person. ）。

"Hmm~ It's still Xiaodouzi who is the most well-behaved~" Fuyao picked up Xiao Zhengtai and rubbed his face against Xiao Zhengtai's cheek.

"Hmm~Mom~ Don't call people by their nicknames, I'm 10 years old~" Xiao Zhengtai struggled hard, looking at the vast number of players around him with big eyes, and blushed.

For a while, the onlookers didn't know if it was time to continue fighting, and the sudden appearance of a family of four made people have no fights.

At this moment, the prompt of the system came, "Ding, due to the encirclement and suppression of the Thousand Faces player, the number of players has reached 666, and the Thousand Faces have gone berserk, please be careful with all players." ”

"Damn, yes, we're here to rob the boss." Lei Lei was shocked, and patronized the family ethics drama, forgetting that the group was here to rob the boss.

"If you don't fight, you don't know each other, so it's better to form a team together." Mo Yuan looked at the family of four and said.

"That's very good." Jiuwanli said with a smile.

"I listen to Xiao Lizi." Fu Yao held the arm of 90,000 miles.

"I listen to Mom and Dad." The cat-eared little man thought about it and listened to his parents.

"I listen to my sister." Xiaodouzi Zhengtai followed her sister without hesitation.

Come on, live together. (To be continued.) )