In the blink of an eye, the "King's Landing" guild fell a few more people.

Leng Wushuang was about to despair.

She suddenly recalled the gang of the "Open Heaven" guild she had seen at the foot of the mountain before, they were not playing there at all, but they were just playing for her Leng Wushuang. I didn't expect that I would be fooled so easily, and rush up the mountain with the guild members so easily.

At this moment, Leng Wushuang was full of remorse. She felt guilty as she watched the guild members fall one by one, but she couldn't do anything. A huge feeling of powerlessness came over her, a feeling she hadn't experienced in years.

A dark shadow flashed through her mind, the shadow that had haunted her dreams for years. Leng Wushuang seemed to see a helpless little girl, walking alone on the road.

Just when Leng Wushuang was about to despair, a loud shout suddenly came from behind.

"President Wushuang, I'm here to help you!"

Leng Wushuang turned his head to look, only to see a large group of people and horses killing towards this side violently, the staff of judgment in the hand of the bald man led by him was black and shiny in the sunlight, and the armor of the god of war on his body was also handsome and compelling.

"Rotten scoundrel!"

This was the first time Leng Wushuang was so eager to see that man, the man who often made her angry.

Feng Haotian led the people of the "Open Heaven" guild to rush all the way, and the entire guild was like a rainbow, eager to tear all the enemies in front of him to pieces.

Previously, Feng Haotian hesitated for a long time, he thought that rescuing the "King's Landing" Guild was a trade-off of interests, a process of weighing gains and losses.

When he saw Leng Wushuang's helpless appearance, his mood was very complicated. He also knew that as a guild leader, he couldn't act on his own righteousness, but he couldn't help but want to help them.

At this moment, Luo Xiaofang came to Feng Haotian's side and said something to him that made him finally make up his mind.

"Maybe we should treat this as a game, maybe we can appreciate the essence of the game of fate."

What is the game? What is the essence of the game?

Luo Xiaofang once thought about such a question.

Luo Xiaofang believes that games have been something that makes people happy since ancient times. From competitive games for physical communication between people, to puzzle games for fighting wits and courage, or to computer games and online games after the development of science and technology.

Most of these games are interpersonal communication, and some are human explorations of the unknown, and they are all new discoveries and processes that make people happier.

Luo Xiaofang summed up a conclusion, that is, games are a thing that makes people happy. Therefore, no matter how diverse the scenarios of the Destiny game are, how complex the plot is, and how realistic it is, he is still a game at heart.

Therefore, Luo Xiaofang continued to say to Feng Haotian.

"Just think of it as a game and do what you're happy about!"

After hearing Luo Xiaofang's words, Feng Haotian's figure shook slightly. Previously, he had been entangled in the balance between gain and loss, but he had ignored the fact that the essence of this game of fate was actually a game.

The game, just have fun, why care about so many interests and judgments.

After figuring this out, Feng Haotian's eyes gradually returned to a firm figure, and his whole temperament suddenly changed. There is a confused appearance, and he has transformed into a leader with a firm vision.

"Iced tea (Luo Xiaofang), you're right! Since this is a game, we have to play it with the guy who calls himself a system! ”

Luo Xiaofang and Feng Haotian smiled at each other and said.

"Okay! Let's play with that guy called the system! ”

When several other people heard this, they also shouted.

"Let's play with that guy called the system!"

"Let's play with that guy called the system in the "Open Heaven" guild!"

"Let's kill these Cult of the Evil Gods together!"

In this way, the momentum of the "Open Heaven" guild was high, and the elite warriors rushed in the direction of the Extreme Evil God Sect scouts like wolves, lions and tigers, and Feng Haotian took the lead and rushed to the front of the team.

The spear warriors collectively turned on the rush skills, and rushed out the Cult scouts and Cult assassins who were killed in the crowd, and then the shield warriors went on top and took over the fish that the warriors of the Guild Shield of "King's Landing" did not resist one by one.

Immediately afterward, the mages' wall of fire techniques were thrown towards the skeleton group of the Extreme Evil Temple Warlock, Zhang Junfeng waved the dark staff in his hand and chanted the incantation, and after only a few moments, a large hail smashed into the skeleton group.

"Brush Lala! Brush Lala! ”

The walls of fire and hail smashed like money, and in an instant they dispelled the arrogance of these Cult of Evil Gods.

"Miss Ben has endured it for a long time!"

I saw a burst of red light surging from your small little Lori's body, and several bursting flames smashed into the monster crowd.

For a moment, the frost and the flames overlapped, and the interplay was beautiful.

With the aid of the Open Heaven guild, the battle ended quickly. After some inventory, the casualties were within the acceptable range of the two guilds.

The guild of "King's Landing" killed fifty or sixty people, which is said to be a serious injury, but it is also a heavy casualty.

More than a dozen people were killed in the "Open Heaven" guild, most of which were caused by some warrior professions who killed too hard.

After killing these evil cultists, both guilds were exhausted, and the guilds were not separated from each other, and they sat on the ground together to rest.

Leng Wushuang was counting the number of people, Feng Haotian leaned over, took out a jug of water from his backpack and handed it to her.

Leng Wushuang was upset at the moment, the guild's loss this time was very large, although each person only lost 100 fate points, but the fifty or sixty people added up to nearly 6,000 points, which was also an astronomical amount on ordinary electors.

At this time, a person next to him handed over a cup, and Leng Wushuang didn't have the heart to drink it. Thinking that this person was a member of her guild, she waved her hand at the person, but the person had no intention of leaving.

Leng Wushuang looked up and actually found a braised egg looking at him with a smile.

"Humph!"

Leng Wushuang glared at Feng Haotian and said angrily.

"You still have the face to come, it's not easy to lie to us this time!"

Feng Haotian said with a grin.

"What's the matter, we were just testing the attribute values of these NPCs at the time, and we haven't tested the results yet, so how dare we tell you so easily.。

Leng Wushuang also knew that she was reckless, so she didn't continue to ask, she just stared at Feng Haotian and asked.

"Is this what Chairman Feng is here to talk about?"