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One thunderbolt, another.

The two people who looked at the scene in front of them outside the water curtain sighed.

"The tea is cold, it's time for me to go"

Zhao Han stood up and looked at Murong Dao, who was still holding a teacup in his hand.

"Don't you wait a little longer, you must know that this big drama has just begun"

Murong's voice was a little embarrassed, the scene just now still left him with some mood swings, otherwise he wouldn't have sighed.

He is not a cold-blooded person after all.

Even if all this was arranged by him a long time ago, every bit and every picture was calculated and thought about dozens of times in his heart, but when things really developed to this scene, he was still a little embarrassed and emotional.

"No need, what I want is already there, just watch the show or something!"

With his back to Murong and a wave of his hand, he walked the way he came.

Behind him, one after another black-armored knights stepped out of the corner and converged behind him.

"But you should know that the situation outside now is not something you can walk if you want to."

When Murong said this, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was a little sad and regretful about something.

He looked at Zhao Han's back, but after all, he didn't say that this gamble was not over.

Like Murong, the corners of Zhao Han's mouth also showed a smile, but compared to Murong's slightly negative emotions, his smile was more of an indescribable taste.

Like self-confidence?

"I want to leave, who dares to stop me!"

It's self-confidence!!

......

......

As Zhao Han and his party walked out of the small bamboo building of [Wuyuan Ruins], only Murong and Nie Xiaoqian, who was temporarily acting as a maid by his side, were left in the room.

"Life is really lonely as snow"

"I thought I met an interesting person, who wants to be like those ordinary people"

Silently picked up the teacup and took a sip, Murong's eyes darkened, as if he was regretting that he was alone again in this world.

Nie Xiaoqian, who was standing beside him, looked a little uneasy and anxious, and after her expression flashed a few times, she finally stood up.

"Murong Gongzi, you just made a bad move"

After saying this, she glanced at Murong twice in a bit of a panic.

After seeing that Murong was still drinking tea peacefully, she began to retreat in small steps, and retreated straight to the door of the main hall, and then followed the direction of Zhao Han and their departure, and quickly chased after them!

The sword is still in the hands of the departed son!

That was her last hope to become an immortal!!

......

......

The formation under the sycamore tree opened again, and Zhao Han and his party walked out of the hidden dungeon.

And outside......

It's a battlefield that's still fighting!!

As a personal guard, Chi Jingpeng stretched out his hand to block a brainless walking corpse, and then lifted his thighs in front of him, sweeping aside all the monsters that were still going to pounce.

"Childe, it's a bit of a mess outside, let's get out of here early"

This sentence was said by Chi Jingpeng to Zhao Han.

Although these low-level walking corpses were not a big threat to the elites of their Yanyun Iron Horse, there were too many of them nearby.

And they're a little too manpowered.......

With a smile on the corner of his mouth that had not yet disappeared, Zhao Han glanced at the surrounding battlefield, the ghouls who were still fighting, the huge number of ghosts, and the players who were fighting against them, and his smile became even brighter.

"Wait"

The words fell, and he walked over to the little dragon girl.

The two summoned the ghost white tiger and rode on it.

Behind them were twelve black-armored iron horsemen, also riding white tigers.

As the time passed, as the fire that surrounded the remnants of the demon tree gradually extinguished, the bright moon that had receded its blood leaned poked its head out of the dark clouds.

This seems to .....

Does it mean that the Apocalypse is over?

Eventually, all the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, the night sky was cloudless, and the morning star that should have risen long ago was revealed.

The fight between the player and the corpse has gradually subsided.

The ghouls have been given enough "food", and their "ruler", the Dryad Grandma, has died under the Apocalypse, and there is no need to fight.

Since the corpse monster doesn't want to fight, the player naturally agrees with both hands.

They are not here to fight, this kind of fight means nothing to them!

The corpses and players split into two camps to look at each other from afar, using the remaining stars and fires as a dividing line.

And Zhao Han ......

The group stood right in the middle of the two opposing sides.

Naturally, this kind of move has ushered in a lot of criticism.

The player's confusion and the zombie's gaze.

But for Zhao Han, Zhao Han, is this kind of thing important?

Still maintaining the smile on the corner of his mouth, he was still looking in the direction of Lanruo Temple while riding on top of the white tiger.

The man he was waiting for came!

......

......

Under the cover of night, Yan Chixia relied on the golden sword light in her hand to dare to come quickly in mid-air, and finally flew to the pile of wreckage that was still burning and landed.

A little green light rose from his bosom.

Similarly, there were many green spots of light on the remains of the dryad grandmother surging towards that green light.

That's the original god of the Dryad Grandma!

It is the retreat that Yan Chixia has prepared for the tree demon grandma!

He seems to have succeeded?

But maybe he didn't notice that there was a touch of lilac in the countless surging green spots?

Countless green lights condensed an illusory human form beside the old Taoist priest, showing a grateful look at him.

"We succeeded"

"Yes, we made it!"

The old Taoist priest opened his arms and held the Yuan Shen who rushed towards him in his arms, and there was a glimmer of water in the corners of his eyes.

Counting the sky, counting the earth, counting the hearts of the gods, they finally succeeded......

As long as she survives this tribulation, as long as the person in her arms does not appear in the field of vision of the Heavenly Tribulation, those thunder tribulations will no longer come to her trouble.

All their efforts and sacrifices were not in vain, they succeeded!

Those countless people who died in this process, Yan Chixia could only silently say "sorry" to them in her heart!

If he had to make a new choice now, he would still do it.

"Ahem, the daydream should be done, Xiaozi, you should also leave!"

This is Zhao Han's voice.

As his words fell, the cloudless sky flashed out of thin air with a pure white thunderbolt!

slashed at the Yuan Shen in Yan Chixia's arms!!

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