Zhu Ping closed his eyes, sealed the barely wounded wound with the only remaining warrior's life energy, dragged his tired body, walked to the front of the kingdom general, and dragged the opponent's neck to pull the opponent out of the mound...... Halfway.

"Are you still alive?" Zhu Ping threw the remaining half of the Kingdom General to the ground and patted him on the face, trying to get some information about the people behind the scenes from his mouth.

Although he guessed that nine times out of ten he was the king, guessing was one thing, and only verified could be used as definitive information.

After all, this is how it is played in TV series, after the protagonist wins the villain, the defeated side will say something.

It's a pity that the Kingdom General, who will not take the initiative to call on the energy of the warriors for defense, was hit by the explosion head-on, and he has long been too cold to be cold.

"Bad luck!" Zhu Ping casually threw aside the strongest knight of the former Orlanton Kingdom, this powerful tool was no longer valuable.

Even if you make a fuss about the generals of the kingdom, who can you threaten?

Three great nobles?

Is it going to stage a drama of "who in the hall sues this official"?

So this matter can only depend on how the three nobles play freely.

All Zhu Ping could do was to accumulate enough strength when the powder keg of Orlanton was about to explode, or to escape far away......

In short, boys should protect themselves when they go out.

In this world, except for the nobles, they are all ants, all tools, and weeds that are placed on the side of the road and trampled on at will, including this very powerful "semi-noble" who can even be called a knight.

Zhu Ping walked in the direction of the castle in a daze.

He couldn't remember how he had gone back, and he always had the impression that there was a disgusting voice whispering in his ear, one hundred gold coins, one hundred gold coins, and two hundred gold coins.

It sounds like it makes you want to hit someone.

Zhu Ping's body was quite seriously injured, because the wound was too dense, the blood flowed too quickly, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he completely fainted.

Although it wears armor created by Sequence 6 craftsmen, this thing also conforms to the laws of physics.

An external force is applied to it, and although part of the force is absorbed by special means as a "null vibration" when it comes into contact, the force applied is real.

It's like tofu in a jar and shaking it all the time, even if you don't drop it, the tofu will be shaken apart.

Fortunately, Zhu Ping's body in sequence 7 belongs to "fried stinky tofu", which is relatively strong.

When he woke up, his body had already been taken off completely, and he couldn't say the same, because after the explosion of the scroll, only cloth was left on his body.

The breeze blows gently, with a cool smell of eggs.

Lina, whose eyes were "black and red", carefully wiped the blood on his body with a delicate cotton cloth little by little.

At this time, she was even more serious than she had been painting before, so much so that Zhu Ping opened her eyes and didn't notice it for the first time.

At this time.

Zhu Ping suddenly had a feeling of being in his hometown.

Because in his hometown, the first thing he has to do when he opens his eyes is to look at his phone.

First SMS:

[The physical weakness of the enemy you are currently dealing with lies in the wrist of the right hand, use the grappling hand to grab its joint, and reflexively pull it, which can paralyze one hand.]

Analysis of the cause: It should be a serious injury in the past, which caused the muscle fibers to be not tightly bonded to the bones.

The enemy is about forty to fifty years old, about one meter nine in height, provides two hundred and thirty pounds, and through facial features, it is judged that his body fat rate is about 25% ......]

The first text message was supposed to have come from him shortly after the explosion, when he passed out.

It can be seen that the think tank group found the other party's shortcomings in just over 20 seconds and helped him solve the problem in a short time as much as possible.

It's a pity that the battle of life and death where every second counts is still a little slower.

And the text message needs to concentrate on singing jasmine, so the practicality is not strong, but Zhu Ping also saw a little hometown from it, which is quite heartwarming.

……

Then came the second text message.

[Zhu Ping, what's going on? How did you detonate a craftsman with such tremendous energy directly in front of you?

After analyzing the footage here, you can see that you are dealing with an enemy who is difficult to deal with.

We don't know if you'll be able to cope with it successfully, and if you have the means to protect yourself.

There's no way to really help you.

We can only provide you with the best possible counseling when you are fine, through psychology, micro-expressions, and kinesiology...... Discussions of many research groups.

Portrait Analysis:

This man has been a superior for a long time, and he is currently in a depressed environment for a short time, and has a certain bloodthirsty desire...... It can be judged that while he is in a high position, he is also oppressed to a certain extent.

Combine that with the dangers you mentioned earlier.

It can be judged that he was probably ordered by the "non-direct commander" and hesitated in betrayal, so it will form a torment that is difficult to choose in a short time...... The accuracy of the analysis is about 60 percent...... More credible. 】

"He was sent by someone who was not from his faction, wasn't he sent by the old king? During the feast, only the old king and I had intimate contact!

The lighting magic on my body can only be laid by the old king!

I shook hands with Lin Zheng and Xiao Nong once before, could it be that during the short handshake, can I also be magical? Zhu Ping's mood couldn't be calmed down for a long time, originally he must have been sure in his heart that it was the black hand of the old king.

You can even pack a ticket and say cruel words, not just eat beep.

As a result, the matter has been reversed again.

Zhu Ping seriously felt that his brain was not enough, and he couldn't help it, and his appearance was too high, which dragged down his brain capacity.

Then he sent the second half of the text message:

[When you took the picture, the energy had already eroded the content on the scroll, and we couldn't directly analyze the extraordinary cultivation system, please don't get me wrong, this picture is very important, it records important information when the energy is out of control.

It can provide a lot of evidence for future research, and at the same time, it can also use supercomputing for reverse deduction, which can definitely make science and technology go to the next level.

Of course, we prefer that you're okay.

If you can, I hope to take a picture of the steady state of the scroll when it releases energy, and it would be better if I could give more spiritual patterns as a reference......]

After reading the back, Zhu Ping instantly consumed the emotion accumulated before.

He felt like a tool man who had no feelings.

I have suffered such a great grievance, I don't know how to send some souvenirs, it is better to "study materials" to comfort my fragile little heart that was traumatized after the war...... Zhu Ping sighed, feeling full of tiredness.

This group of bigwigs is too old and has become out of touch with young people.

But fortunately, at this time, his text message energy storage has just consumed two, one is to sing jasmine intently when it explodes, and the other is a reply from his hometown just now.

For the remaining three, Zhu Ping faintly has a plan......

"Ah...... Brother Zhuping is awake! Brother Zhuping is awake! Lina wiped from her feet to her head, from bottom to top, and then found that Zhu Ping had woken up.

I reminded the people who were waiting outside excitedly.

This voice shook the "noodles and water" in Zhu Ping's mind, mixed them together, and successfully turned into paste.

Zhu Ping was a little dazed, and the gaze in his eyes swirled.

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long time had passed.

The room suddenly came alive.

Zhu Ping tilted his head and looked at Lina, Nina, Na Dana, and even Anji's, all of them were beautiful, tough, or annoying, with smiling faces with tears of excitement.

Before I knew it, I felt at ease.

"Sure enough, I still prefer to be a personal ...... to the overlord"