Hong Pei drank a little wine, looked at the dark clouds on the edge of the sky, the silver snake dancing wildly, the wind falling over the trees, and suddenly a feeling of pointing out the country surged in his heart, he wanted to chant a poem, play a game of chess or sing a song.

Cao Cao in the Three Kingdoms liked to chant poetry when he was proud, he expressed his heart and wrote a short song;

Before the Battle of Weishui, Xie An, the famous coach of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, was in danger and played a game of chess;

Although he couldn't write poetry and wasn't good at playing chess, he could sing;

"Bring the guitar." Hong Pei ordered, and immediately a man in a gray trench coat took out a guitar from the space belt and held it in both hands.

Hong Pei took the guitar, lifted the hem of his black trench coat, sat on a steel throne full of long swords, held the guitar, and gently plucked the strings twice.

"Soon I will occupy the entire Jiangnan region and become a veritable overlord, overpowering the Pure Land and the East China Sea, but it's a pity that those thousand soldiers can't share my glory." He sighed softly, remembering the attack he had been encountered.

The 1,000 ordinary soldiers were defeated by the enemy and fled.

He didn't pity the 1,000 soldiers, after all, most of them were just improvised gangsters, all of them were thugs with weapons, but he didn't expect these people to fail so completely, and there were signs of rout before they even made contact with the Bull Demon King team.

But in fact, the enemy's strength was very poor, and the core members of the real angel team were immediately wiped out.

"It seems that the troops must be elite, and in this movie team war, there is no room for mortals to participate, and mortals can only deal with mortals after all." Hong Pei said self-reflectively.

After thinking for a while, he picked up the broken thoughts, plucked the strings gently, and hummed.

"Listen to the rhythm of the raindrops

Tell me how stupid I was

I hope it's all over

It made me cry hopelessly

Leave me alone again

The only girl I ever loved is gone

Go looking for a fresh start

It's just that she doesn't know the day she left

She also took my heart

Rain, please tell me if all this is ............."

He couldn't finish singing this lyric, because at that moment, two black rays of light exploded in front of his eyes with wind and thunder.

A faint blue light shot along with the explosion, and the light spread over his body, over the bodies of his trench coat men in the tent, and over the raindrops that penetrated the tent.

The raindrops slowed down, as if gliding slowly, pulling into long lines like clear jelly;

The gray trench coat under his hand rolled with great difficulty under the wind that blew into the tent;

He wanted to retreat, but his whole body seemed to be frozen in air, unable to struggle out of the space;

Time was delayed in the tent, everything was delayed.

But the two uninvited guests who jumped into the tent through the roof of the tent were not delayed, and the one who landed first slammed into him with a bunch of wind-blown hair, and it was a knife light that moved faster than the body of the man.

A sword light, more dazzling than lightning, flew out of the man's waist and slashed fiercely at his neck.

Bang

With a dull crash, the light of the knife stalled, and an open/mountain knife was embedded in his neck.

――――――I'm not dead!

―――――That's right! As long as my neck is not broken, I will not die!

This blow made Hong Pei recover from his loss of consciousness in an instant, and he recalled his nickname the Lich King.

Because even after being knocked down, he can always get back up again, again and again, and again and again.

Because of his statistic body and up to 1000 points of defense, he can always get back up again as long as his head is not cut off, which is the secret of the Lich King.

Digitization allows him to see his status at a glance;

He doesn't need a recovery potion;

There is no need to worry about being sluggish after a serious injury, and the data has made his ability constant.

From the first time he came into contact with the main god's huge bloodline database, he had discovered the shortcut of digitization, which he had always been proud of, and today he wanted to use this to defeat the opponent in front of him.

Hong Pei's eyes widened, looking at the young man in front of him, and he raised his hand "quickly" with all the strength of his life, behind this young man, his female companion was using a flying sword to harvest the heads of his core men.

With each long silver arc of that flying sword, it shaved off the heads of at least eight of his men.

Blood was splashing on the ground inside the tent, human heads were rolling, thunder was roaring outside, and the wind was whining.

Zhou Zhou slashed at Hong Pei's neck again, and slashed in front of Hong Pei's arms that he had raised with difficulty.

This time it slashed at the palms of Hong Pei's two hands, and Hong Pei grabbed Zhou Zhou's Kai/Mountain knife and slowly fell.

The 4-second effective time of the stasis field is just exhausted.

Hong Pei opened his mouth and roared silently, his feet plowed deep into the ground, and his thin bee waist squeezed out incredible strength, and he was about to stand up.

Around him, several of his subordinates who were lucky enough not to die drew their weapons and rushed towards Zhou Zhou, and they also exchanged their digital bodies, no matter how big the trauma was unless they were killed, it didn't matter.

The shaman detonated three more Stagnant Bombs, and once again a blue glow filled the tent, delaying everyone's movements, including Zhou Zhou Laura.

Except for a flying sword.

Laura let the flying sword fly out of the tent in advance, and the flying sword drifted out of a sharp arc on the edge of the mountain cliff, wrapped in wind and thunder, and shot in like a rainbow, and in an instant, six heads rose into the sky.

Zhou Zhou slowly but firmly pressed Hong Pei to the ground, holding the handle of the knife with one hand and the back of the knife with the other, pressing the knife horizontally against Hong Pei's neck.

Hong Pei's slender palm grabbed Zhou Zhou's two fists, the green tendons burst out, clenched hard, and the click sounded, and Zhou Zhou felt that many finger bones were crushed.

But Zhou Zhou still pushed down firmly.

Beads of sweat the size of beans burst out on his forehead, slid down the tip of his nose, and dripped onto Hong Pei's cheeks.

The blade of the knife was embedded in Hong Pei's neck little by little.

The anger in his heart and the pain in his body made Hong Pei scold: "Bastard! "

He screamed as hard as he could.

"It's over!" He cried out in despair in his heart.

After the stagnant time passed, the open/mountain knife dragged obliquely, cutting Hong Pei's slender neck.

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At this time, the sky was already full of dark clouds, and the dark clouds that were still in the north had now moved rapidly to the south, and were attached to the mountain road like black hair.

At one point, the rain became lighter, but the wind was still fierce.

"That's enough."

An hour earlier, Chris Chan had thrown off all his men and hurried back in a Ferrari 458, but the dense rain obscured his vision, and he never dared to raise his speed to the top of his speed, for fear of accidentally driving the car down the mountain road and crashing into the car and killing people.

Taking advantage of the fact that the rain was lightening and his vision was restored, he hurriedly increased the speed of the car.

The red Ferrari 458 then stretched into a red line on the trail.

"It's almost there, it's almost there." Chris Chan comforted himself when suddenly, a Porsche 911 approached, tilted its nose and collided dangerously with his Ferrari.

In a split second when the two cars were running side by side, Chris Chen twisted his head.

The sparks from the friction between the two cars illuminated the cab opposite.

He saw a familiar face.

"That otaku! How did you come back!? ”

There was a sudden panic in Chris Chen's heart, and then he increased his speed to the limit, and at the same time opened his mind chains, trying to contact the Lich King Hong Pei.

No! Nothing!

He didn't get any signals!

Wrong! That's not right!

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Twenty minutes later, Chris Chan climbed into a bus that had overturned on its side and looked down the curve.

"It can't be!" Chris Chen's lips trembled violently, and he felt that the strength was taken out of his body in an instant, and he suddenly fell to his knees weakly.

In front of him was a ruin, with more than thirty corpses lined up. One of the headless corpses wore a striking black trench coat.

The sky darkened, and purple electric light crisscrossed his head.

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PS: Thanks to Comrade BerialM and Outbaby for the tip. Recently, I've been watching Gu Long's full moon scimitar, and I feel that the text written has a strange taste. In fact, I prefer Jin Yong's writing style