Not to mention Wang Lin's side, Fang Mo at this time, watching a huge claw fall, he stared at the ghost king and smiled, and then at the moment when he couldn't let go, he put away all the cynicism, just a dodge, and escaped from under the melon seed.

Call!

He didn't do anything, but the ghost king let out a long sigh of relief. Immediately afterwards, he stared at him fiercely, but unfortunately there was no way to vent it, so he could only vent all his anger on Wang Yue.

This guy did such a scourge to himself in his life, he should have died a long time ago.

And now, it's damn damn indeed.

After thinking of this, the ghost king frantically began to attack Wang Yue, constantly creating wounds on it.

But, to his surprise,

"Why is this guy targeting you from beginning to end? You shouldn't have done that much damage to it, right? ”

The Ghost King's face was full of confusion.

He has worked so hard, and even if there is a blood bar, it is estimated that the ghost king has been cleaned up by him by one-tenth of now.

And Fang Mo, just now, just stood up a little bit and gave it a moment.

No matter how you count it, it should be hatred in his place.

But on the contrary, the reality is so cruel, even if he plays like this, this guy actually keeps his eyes on Fang Mo's body, and he doesn't even look at him at all.

"Don't understand, do you?"

Fang Mo snorted, stretched out his middle finger, and said to the monster in front of him, "Little brother, you are here, Lao Tzu is standing here, you kill me?" ”

With that, he swished twice and disappeared from the spot.

Immediately after, the monster pounced frantically.

Thundered!

A building was directly pressed down by the monster.

"Got it, you're a MT."

The Ghost King nodded and said with a smile, "I really didn't expect that this method of taunting would be so useful, maybe I should try it too?" ”

"Forget it, I haven't even played a game, let's give it a fatal blow as soon as possible, I can't bear it." Fang Mo shook his head disdainfully.

"Who's to say I haven't played a game?

Back then, I wasn't just a professor, I was also the president of a guild!

Don't you know, at that time, I led thousands of people to charge, this little thing, what can I be? ”

"Really?"

Fang Mo turned his head suspiciously, and then saw a shadow, "Oh, I'll go!" ”

After saying that, he realized that he was not chatting with this guy in an open place at this time, but in a very dangerous place.

After thinking of this, he no longer dared to look back casually.

However, the matter of the ghost king's kid still made him very curious.

Actually played a game, and can be the president, either rich or talented, such a guy, it looks like he should have both talent and wealth, right?

Being able to participate in such a big experiment is enough to show what a great talent he is, and naturally he will not worry about money.

And people like this, if they are fascinated by a game, they will definitely be willing to spend money.

On the other hand, if he didn't have talent, just money, he wouldn't be so complacent.

After all, the ghost king is not a layman, he can like one in his life, and he is the kind of world that does not allow it, and he is not an ordinary person.

"Awesome, but I'm more powerful than you, I think I was in a popular game back then, just as an MT, I don't know how much money I made.

The whole world knows how sarcastic Lao Tzu is.

At that time, I also had a screen name called Night Raid on the Widow's Village. ”

When Fang Mo said this, he was quite happy.

It's a name, but it's everywhere, and most importantly, it's his own name.

It's not easy.

Who knows, but the ghost king is in a tangle. Even against monsters, I don't attack much anymore.

The reason for this is because he thought of a memory that was not too good.

I remember that at some point, he seemed to be going out to fight monsters, and then suddenly he was targeted by some guilds.

At that time, he seemed to be being taunted by a guy called Night Raid on the Widow's Village.

When he thought of this, he was still a little sparkling, but in the end, when he thought of the current situation, he didn't want to mention it again.

Seeing that the monster had run far away, he hurriedly followed and smashed it out with one punch.

Poof!

The middle and lower part of the monster's body was smashed into a crack by his punch, and the ruffle flowed all over the ground.

"I'll go, you're disgusting, aren't you?"

When Fang Mo saw this scene, his entire face changed extremely subtly, and he covered his nose and said as he ran, "You guy, you are really a heavy taste." ”

……

With the cooperation of the two, Wang Yue didn't last long, and at the last moment, it began to attack everything around it like crazy.

For example, the previous buildings were completely scrapped, and few of the people in them survived.

In addition, there are some people in the next floors, who have basically not escaped.

even smashed a lot of green belts, so that the place that was still a little bit of life has completely turned into a barren.

Thundered!

It, at last, fell.

At the same time, the ghost king's face was also pale from tiredness, of course, it was not all tired, if he was tired, Fang Mo was countless times more tired than him, after all, Fang Mo still had to seduce this big guy.

However, the smell of his body, that is really rushing.

He could hold his breath, but after holding on for so long, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

At the moment when Wang Yue fell, he also found a wall, slowly leaned over, and took a few deep breaths.

"You don't want it?"

Fang Mo blinked, dodged and ran to the monster's chest, and with two swords, he gave the monster a disembowelment.

Inside, in addition to the heart and the like, there is also a sparkling golden gel!

"Hold the grass!"

When Fang Mo saw this golden gel, he let out a loud cry uncontrollably, and muttered to himself with a dull gaze, "Golden? This, this can't be a legend, right? ”

"Brother, this isn't a game, but can you help me find clothes or something first?" The ghost king said helplessly beside him.

"Forehead ......"

Fang Mo directly stuffed the gel into his backpack, and instead pointed behind him and said, "There are countless clothes there, and maybe there is water in them, enough to wash you clean, how much do you like to tell others?" ”

"That's right!"

The Ghost King glanced behind him, then nodded, and said, "Why didn't I think of it?" ”

This guy is smart everywhere else, but it's just this aspect of life......

It's a mess.

Fang Mo looked at this high-scoring and low-energy ......

No, it can't be said that he has a high score and low energy, otherwise, Fang Mo is definitely an existence that is even lower than low energy!!

It should be said that his aunt took good care of him.

"Well, that's right." Fang Mo nodded with satisfaction.