One hundred and eighty-one. masochism
Luo Cong was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and he was about to chase again, but was stopped by Wu Tianhao.
"The mine in my hometown has been stolen, let's go back!"
Luo Cong is not too stupid, although he is not happy, but his forbearance is not bad.
But the trumpet didn't mean to let them go back, and when they ran in front, they saw that they didn't chase them, and they turned back again, and hung Luo Cong's bloody infantry.
"NND, I've seen shameless, I've never seen such shameless."
"Ignore him, just go, I'll recruit two ghouls to haunt him!"
The ghost spirit stretched out his hand and made a move, and two ghosts floated out and wrapped around Chu Yun's side.
Ghouls have blood bars and damage, Chu Yun happened to be stuck by these two ghost things, but the bloody infantry escaped with a fatal axe.
However, how could Chu Yun be so easy to deal with, he directly slashed over with a whirlwind, and left people with an axe, this time, he directly left Luo Cong's peerless madman.
Thousands of acres are falling.
Luo Cong can still endure this time and two, but where will he put his face when he finds fault again and again? Those who can endure it are turtles.
If I don't kill you today, your Uncle Luo Cong's name will be written upside down.
As soon as Luo Cong thought about it, he was entangled with Chu Yun.
Both of them are melee, you have thick blood and I am thick, your attack is high, I control a lot, and the fight is really dark.
Luo Cong couldn't listen to anything, so he let Wu Tianhao shout on the side.
Ruoyan, who is now going deep behind enemy lines to engage in guerrillas, sees that the people on the other side don't pay attention to him at all, but he is happy to be idle, just blasted Luo Cong's mine, and then rerouted to Wu Tianhao's hometown.
Wu Tianhao looked at the scene of the brawl between Chu Yun and Luo Cong, it was not easy for that loach axe warrior to kill him, even if you have two people, a formation of soldiers, but on the other hand, Luo Cong's side, at least a swordsman, with many blood thickness control skills, it is not easy to die.
Wu Tianhao didn't delay any longer, took a small road, and went back to his hometown.
The scene of Wu Tianhao leaving may not have been paid much attention to by others, but Chu Yun quickly sent a signal to Lin Ruoxi, and also marked the route he was traveling on the minimap.
Lin Ruoxi simply gave up the plan to harass and plunged into the cemetery.
"Everyone, pay attention to the time, it's almost night!" This time the narrator is in charge of an orthodox stream commentary. What is Orthodoxy? is to list the data in great detail, the kind of strength ratio, more authority, less passion, and the most important thing is that Chu Yun can't call his name.
Anyway, at his reminder, the night has come!
The demons are dancing.
Blowing trumpets and peerless maniacs, suddenly a lot of monsters were brushed up.
Wu Tianhao really can't be blamed for this, he has reminded him many times, but what can he do if people don't listen to him?
The nearest ghost bit the poor remnant infantryman, okay, the infantry was reborn at full health, but he was now showing a hostile stat.
Luo Cong finally remembered to retreat, but unfortunately, he didn't let him go.
He hated it so much that he turned his head and yelled at Wu Tianhao: "What are you doing, come and support me!" ”
"I'm catching the archer."
"Scratch, scratch, scratch, I'll strangle!"
The archer that Wu Tianhao was about to catch in his mouth, Luo Cong saw it now, and just shot through the cloud arrow, throwing himself back into the strange pile who wanted to escape.
"!"
In the final blow, the pink little king mourner killed him with a knife.
Luo Cong smashed the keyboard.
Wu Tianhao glanced at him and shook his head.
Originally, I wanted to find a trumpet to take revenge, but now I have this kind of goods, and it is not bad not to drag myself to death.
Chu Yun and Lin Ruoxi both returned to the city, letting that little Wang go crazy at those unlucky remnant infantry in the same place, and they didn't know how many Luo Cong he could pull back.
Ruoyan's jungle shooter pulled it up and sold it, stuck the monster that came up to grab people - they didn't need it now anyway.
Chu Yun had already begun to produce level 3 bipedal wyverns and totem shamans, and if she didn't say anything, she was waiting for level 4 unicorns to be dispersed.
In this picture, the tokens of ghosts can be dispelled, such as the ghouls just summoned and the soldiers who have been resurrected by the undead, which can also be destroyed, which can be said to be very useful.
Now leaning on Chu Yun's 4-headed bipedal wyvern and totem shaman, they have already started the area at the very edge of the MF Necropolis, which is equivalent to the usual elite level, and the number of monsters is not too many.
The current situation is clear, the peerless madman is hanging, and only Haotian's ghost on the opposite side is in charge of the overall situation, so Chu Yun and Lin Ruoxi are very relieved, and they even have the following conversation.
"Xiao Wang fights?"
"Hit."
"Boss fight?"
"Hit."
"Then I'll send some more troops."
"Get out of the phoenix, scare the other side to death, haha."
In this scene, Chu Yun and Lin Ruoxi did not stage the extreme flow to fight the map boss again, but used all the high-level soldiers to crush the boss, and even they broke the record of the fastest level 6 soldiers. (Although the phoenix accounts for 25 of the population, it still belongs to the 6th level soldier)
If it weren't for the upper limit of the population, they estimated that the phoenix would have to build a formation, and looking back, the cemetery, the place of death, had simply become an inexhaustible treasure trove for these two people, and two-thirds of the resources had fallen into the pockets of Chu Yun and Lin Ruoxi.
The final battle seems to have lost its highlights, although it took a period of recuperation, Haotian and the peerless maniac recovered a little vitality, but they still couldn't escape being crushed by the overwhelming offensive.
Chu Yun and Lin Ruoxi's side are the highest-level full population, while Wu Tianhao and Luo Cong are all shoddy mixed troops, and their combat power is not proportional. The swordsman peerless maniac died in the rain of arrows after being besieged, and the ghost opened everyone's eyes, his big move was really a life-saving master, and he could even possess Lin Ruoxi's phoenix, but now Lin Ruoxi is rich, where would she care about the life or death of such a phoenix, she just beat her controlled phoenix into the dead blood, and the ghost finally couldn't hold it back, he couldn't hang up with the phoenix and separated. However, Chu Yun's horn had been waiting for a long time, and after a dizzy blow to his head, what the ghost spirit Haotian could not dodge was a dead word.
Luo Cong's face was no longer bloody.
He grabbed Wu Tianhao's collar: "Lao Tzu didn't call you here to make you lose the game!" ”
Wu Tianhao was obviously a little afraid of Luo Cong, his face turned pale, and he couldn't say it clearly, if it wasn't for you guys who didn't listen to the command and fooled around, he couldn't tell what the result would be now, so he could only say: "That plate just now was just a test, I already know the other party's level." ”
"You just know that it's useful, you have to hit the other side to be effective!" Luo Cong wanted to punch this dead house in the face with a fist, but he remembered that he was still in the arena, and if he was swept by the camera's lens, it would be over, so he immediately loosened Wu Tianhao's clothes.
"You cooperate with me in this game, they are deliberately luring the enemy into psychological warfare, you don't pay attention to them."
"If you lose this game again, Lao Tzu will cramp and peel you!"
"You know what I'm capable of, and I think it's time for me to be at home."
Luo Cong looked at Wu Tianhao a few times with a hesitant expression, and finally endured it.
I have to say that this kid really has some evil places, because Luo Cong came all the way with him, and the maps he went with were some eerie and disgusting maps, according to this kid's original words, he had the ability to get the map he wanted.
Originally, Luo Cong was quite disdainful of this ability, because just following the map he is good at is useful, can you guarantee that others will not play well, but after the previous qualifiers, Luo Cong gradually changed his opinion about it, because a person's ability to control the map can indeed make him have an advantage in the game.
He was just carried away by anger just now, but now he calmed down and thought: maybe this kid hasn't done his best yet......
The chance that Wu Tianhao can randomly get to the map he wants is 79%!
This probability can only be reminiscent of him cheating or lying.
However, when Luo Cong saw that the next picture was the Nightmare Altar, he couldn't help but sigh lightly - because the performance of the dead house on this picture was still fresh in his memory, and it has to be said that he also fell in love with him because of that shocking battle.
This is his home turf, and the devil is singing the howl of hell for him.
I don't know if it's an illusion, Luo Cong felt that the momentum of the otaku next to him had changed, it was the kind of maggot that couldn't be seen or touched, but it was like a maggot attached to the bone, eating away at the heart and bones, and it was indescribably cold.
Without saying a word, he started the second game.