Chapter 352: Crunch
The speed of the White Snake's impact is not surprisingly fast for an ancient warrior. But Zong Ze stood on the single-plank bridge of the four storms, and behind him was Mo Qing. He couldn't dodge, and he didn't have room for the White Snake to attack. I had no choice but to bear the attack of the white snake alive.
"Hiss!"
The white snake's black fangs bit the tip of Zong Ze's upright nose, and his powerful body quickly wrapped around Zong Ze's head.
"Wow, Mo Qing, help me get it away!" Zong Ze shouted eagerly.
Mo Qing was frightened by the sudden mutation of the white snake and retreated.
Ruthless, Liluo, and Liang Ping, who were sitting in the stands of the gambling sword arena here, were all extremely shocked.
"What the hell is that white snake?" Liluo was a little afraid to look directly.
Ruthless frowned slightly: "Do you remember the mutated woman in the copy of the fish-water coexistence system, maybe they are the same kind." β
Liang Ping could no longer sleep peacefully, he sat up straight, and looked at everything in the copy of the double single-tree system in a daze. Liang Ping had not yet known everything that happened in the coexistence of fish and water, and the seemingly ordinary white snake in front of him suddenly underwent genetic mutation, and the snake body turned into a huge white sucker, which could just wrap Zong Ze's head firmly.
"Who are the people in the copy of fish-water coexistence?" Liang Ping asked suddenly.
Ruthlessly replied: "It's flawless." β
"Oh." Liang Ping's expression became extremely solemn. After all, Mo Wufang had been kind to him, if it weren't for Mo Wufang, he would probably have died on the prairie of the Northern Plains. The tension in my heart cannot be overstated. But he felt powerless about what was in front of him.
watched Zong Ze be wrapped in the head of the white snake, and soon lost his balance and fell straight down from the single-plank bridge. He didn't even make a muffled snort, and fell silently.
At a height of 300 meters, I'm afraid Zong Ze won't have a chance to live.
Mo Qing stood alone on the single-plank bridge and was extremely shocked by Zong Ze's fall. She stood motionless on the single-plank bridge, and suddenly a flying eagle swooped down silently, aiming precisely at Mo Qing. Mo Qing didn't seem to react.
"Pounce!"
The flying eagle seemed to deliberately provoke Mo Qing, hovering in front of Mo Qing for a while, and even pecked Mo Qing's face with the eagle's beak.
Although Mo Qing is slightly older than Mo Wufang and Mo Yu, she has a pretty face comparable to that of a star in an island country after all. was ravaged like this by the flying eagle, and his face was immediately covered with bloody holes.
"Ahh
Mo Qing, who had lost his ability to be a painter in the system copy, let out a sharp scream. There was a void under his feet, and he actually followed in the footsteps of Zong Ze.
In the same system dungeon, Wang Jiu and Gong Er, who were opponents, were not complacent because of the opponent's death. They all had a solemn look on their faces.
The kind of white snake that suddenly appeared on the single-plank bridge of Zong Ze and Mo Qing also appeared on the single-plank bridge of Wang Jiu and Gong Er. At the moment, they even hugged the single-plank bridge with all their hands, swaying in the strong wind, and even the waist and abdomen strength to climb back onto the single-plank bridge were not enough.
The white snake began to approach Wang Jiu and Gong Er. They stepped back with their palms.
Wang Jiu was careless, his palm slipped, and he fell from a height of 300 meters.
Gong Er frowned as he watched Wang Jiu fall, and the screams still lingered in his ears. Or he was so frightened that he fell on the single-plank bridge and cried.
"Wow!"
At the same time, I peed my pants.
This time, the white snake did not advance but retreated.
Gong Er is the aristocratic son of the Demon Capital, and this kind of experience may be the first time for him. was about to give up on himself, but he heard the voices of Zong Ze and Mo Qing coming from the single-plank bridge on the right.
"Hey, bro, hold on."
"The white snake is gone."
Gong Er looked at Zong Ze and Mo Qing with an incredible side face, and said with a sad face: "You guys, why did you come back!" β
"Hehe, don't forget, we have a chance to be resurrected." Zong Ze stood and said proudly.
Mo Qing covered his face and said: "Just now I was still thinking about whether to give you my resurrection chance, but I didn't know that the flying eagle suddenly appeared and scared me almost "
"Alright, good, it's okay." Zong Ze looked at Mo Qing's eyes, and his swarthy face had a look of pity, gently caressing Mo Qing's injured cheek.
Mo Qing's face was already covered with blood holes, and he showed a gesture of rejection to Zong Ze and said, "Don't touch me, it hurts to death." He glared at Zong Ze complainingly.
Gong Er on the single-plank bridge on the left was extremely puzzled and said: "But Zong Ze has already used a resurrection opportunity before, even if Mo Qing has another resurrection chance, he can't resurrect two people at the same time, what the hell is going on." β
"Well, if you're going to die, you're going to ask that damn Ferranje." Zong Ze didn't explain much, but threw a thick hemp rope to Mo Qing.
Mo Qing took the hemp rope and tied one end of the hemp rope to his waist. Then he threw the other end onto Gong Er's waist hanging on the single-plank bridge on the left. That technique was extremely exquisite, and it actually tied Gong Er's waist firmly.
Seeing this, Gong Er shouted with a look of horror on his face: "Hey, what are you going to do!" β
Mo Qing didn't answer, but just jumped off the single-plank bridge.
"Buzz!"
The thick hemp rope was immediately stretched, and it easily pulled down Miyaji, who had fallen on the single-plank bridge on the left.
Gong Er let out a terrible scream, closed his eyes and kept shouting: "Dad, mother, I'm sorry for you!" β
Seeing this, Zong Ze shook his head for a while, and actually accurately grasped the middle position of the thick hemp rope.
"Hah!"
A strange roar.
Zong Ze actually firmly dragged Mo Qing and Gong Er, who were swinging at both ends of the hemp rope.
"Oh my God!" Even Liluo, who was sitting in the stands of the gambling sword field, was shocked, "Where did they get the hemp rope from, is this to save Gong Er from coming out." β
"Hmm." Ruthless frowned slightly: "I'm afraid it's not that simple, only two people survived in the end of this kind of copy, and it is impossible for a third person to appear." β
"Then why did they save Gong Er." Riluo asked in surprise as she looked ruthlessly.
Ruthless smiled faintly and said, "Look at the thick fog in front of you, Old Eleven and Mo Qing must have found something inside." β
"So what do you mean" Riraku didn't dare to continue to speculate.
Smiled mercilessly and calmly.
Liang Ping suddenly said: "They just want to use Gong Er as a shield." β
Just as he was talking, the single-plank bridge under Zong Ze's feet on the screen rose and fell, looking extremely dangerous.
Mo Qing and Gong Er, who were wandering at both ends of the hemp rope, each had a different look on their faces.
Mo Qing's face was pecked with blood holes by the flying eagle, and he didn't dare to make a big expression at all.
However, Gong Er watched all this with excitement on his face.
"Ahh It's so cool! β
He seems to be enjoying the extreme sports at the moment.
However, Zong Ze looked at Gong Er indifferently, and actually smiled evilly, and whispered: "Bad pen!" You'll be there for a while. β
It didn't take long for them to finally stop shaking. But the hemp rope was mixed together, and even firmly encircled the single-plank bridge at Zong Ze's feet, making it difficult for him to carry the people at both ends of the hemp rope to move on.
"Huhu~~"
Another strange gust of wind struck.
Zong Ze had already shaved his hairstyle, but now, that short hair was still straightened by the violent wind. It was already difficult for him to open his eyes, but fortunately he had two people in his hands so that his feet would not be empty. What's more, the thick hemp rope was wrapped around the single-plank bridge, allowing him to find a third fulcrum beyond his feet. The body was able to find a better balance, and Zong Ze also carried the violent wind.
However, at this time, Gong Er let out a burst of hearty laughter: "Haha! Zong Ze, Mo Qing, thank you for saving me, when I go out, I will definitely take you to the most prosperous places in the Demon Capital City, so that you can enjoy the happiness of the world! β
"Hehe, you're such a naΓ―ve child, you're talking too far." Mo Qing said in a sharp tone.
Gong Er's nose was covered with a golden closed loop, which looked a little disgusting, but he shook his nose and said, "Not far away, although you have become so ugly now, I will definitely spend a lot of money to hire the best doctor for you to restore your former appearance." β
"Hehe, yes." Mo Qing said with a disdainful laugh from his throat expressionlessly: "You are really naΓ―ve to say that you are naΓ―ve, as long as we get out of here, all the injuries on our bodies will automatically heal." β
Hearing this, Liang Ping, who was sitting in the stands of the gambling sword arena, realized at this time that the wound on his right heel seemed to have really healed.
"Damn, this is amazing, it was still bleeding in it just now, so soon?" Liang Ping frowned.
Hearing the words ruthlessly, he smiled at Liang Ping and said, "It seems that I overestimate you, is your alertness so low." β
"Well, I'd rather you underestimate me." Liang Ping shrugged helplessly and smiled.
Seeing this, Ruthless just laughed and didn't say anything.
Liluo was surprised and asked, "What are you talking about, what are you overestimating, underestimating, whatever?" β
"Uh. It's nothing. Liang Ping spread his hands and said, resuming his lazy posture again.
Ruthless coughed and said, "Riroku, by the way, the general you met in that system copy just now, he claims to be from the continent of Azeroth, do you know what that place is?" β
Riraku frowned for a while and said, "General Tyre didn't explain much to me, I was already sent out of the system copy, so I don't know too much. β
"Hmm." Ruthless and thoughtful. Looking at the double single-plank copy on the screen again, it was already the most critical moment.
Zong Ze had already adjusted the thick hemp rope in his hand to the best balance point, and walked smoothly all the way, seeing that he was about to reach the dense fog. Sure enough, I heard a strange noise.
"Squeak~"
"Squeak~"
Someone was sawing the other side of the bridge.
Seeing this scene, Liang Ping, Ruthless, and Liluo were dumbfounded.
Zong Ze, Mo Qing, and Gong Er were also dumbfounded.
"It seems that they are wrong, now they have an extra person on the bridge to carry the weight, I'm afraid," Liang Ping said with a frown.