Following.

There was a pouring rain in the sky.

Luo Hang and the others have a shed on their side, and there is a sense of comfort when watching the rain.

But as a prisoner, the Ink Dragon Evil was not in a comfortable mood at all.

Anyway, can't you build him a shed too?

They are abusing prisoners!

At this moment, something strange suddenly happened in the cage, attracting the attention of Luo Hang, Jin Duoduo and others.

"Don't come at this time, Silly Coins!"

The Ink Dragon Evil was speechless in his heart, and he was also a little dodgy in the face of the gaze of countless pairs of casters.

"It's good to be resurrected."

Seeing this, the corners of Luo Hang's mouth rose slightly.

In the next second, the resurrected player [No. 1 Worker] hung up again.

[Congratulations on killing the second-order usurper*1, reward: five years of martial arts innate cultivation.] 】

"It's actually half missing, it's really a useless leek." Luo said in suspense.

At the same time, Blue Star Huaxia Kingdom.

Worker No. 1 crawled out of the game compartment with a wail again, but this time, even if he was injected with the blue potion again, the pain on his body did not diminish at all.

In the end, the No. 1 migrant worker foamed at the mouth and fainted, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

At least he didn't have to endure the terrible pain of his soul being torn apart.

Soon, Chen Qiang, who was in the Energy Research Building, learned that the No. 1 migrant worker was seriously ill and hospitalized.

He had no mercy for that.

It's just a way-finding chess piece, and it's also a brainless chess piece.

I really don't know how that kind of goods can get an internal beta account?

At this stage, these closed beta accounts are priceless!

As a result, he had to follow the orders from above and randomly distribute them to those fools, Chen Qiang felt that this was what Lao Niu himself meant.

As for the top, it's just a cover for him.

"Whew~"

Chen Qiang took a deep breath, then reached out and pulled up a group chat interface and entered a line of words.

[Within three days, rescue the mission target at all costs, success, 10 million bonus for one person, double the salary, failure, contract ends, and no renewal is made. 】

【Roger!】 】

【Roger!】 】

【Roger!】 】

As soon as the prize money came out, the gold mingers distributed in the sixteen cities of Qianguo suddenly seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood.

One by one, they hurried towards Turtle City.

At this moment, Jin Duoduo's heart is very entangled, should he start a live broadcast?

After all, the previous "No. 1 worker" had watched his live broadcast, so wouldn't he continue to broadcast live at this time reveal "our information" in disguise?

This kind of proper behavior of Erwuzai is really ashamed to make him do it.

After thinking about it for a while, Jin Duoduo finally dispelled the idea of starting a live broadcast.

I don't know why, since he joined the beggar gang, his dream of becoming a big anchor has often been ignored, where is his attention?

"Duoduo, helper, we're here to deliver food!"

Oh~

Hearing his sister-in-law's lovely voice, Jin Duoduo suddenly realized in his heart, I see.

Compared to games and dreams, girls are fragrant!

Jin Duoduo decided to salted fish for a few days, but he was bitter for the elementary school monks who were waiting in his live broadcast room.

They worked hard for a week, and finally found some time to watch the live broadcast on the weekend, only to find that the anchor had stopped doing it with his burden, and the explanation was only one sentence - [The anchor is unwell, take two days off. 】

Is this Nima playing with them?

If it weren't for the fact that the content of the Immortal Demon Continent live broadcast by the anchor was really fragrant, they would definitely cancel their attention immediately!

Luo Hang's food and drink here are delicious, so leisurely.

In comparison, the gold miners who came to rescue the "Ink Dragon Evil" were simply unlucky.

On the way, a gold mingger was unlucky to encounter a bandit robbery, and all kinds of traps were endless, even if he had a protective body, the gold mingger was finally consumed alive on the spot.

However, when his body disappeared, those bandits were frightened, and they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, thinking that they had provoked some great fairy in the mountain?

There were also three gold miners who formed a temporary team, all the way to block and kill, and the Buddha blocked and killed the Buddha, but they encountered a landslide a few kilometers away from Guicheng.

Under the power of natural disasters, even innate masters are just weak ants.

In the end, the unlucky three people also waited for the resurrection time.

Except for these gold mingers who were not very lucky, the remaining dozen or so successfully arrived in Turtle City.

Because of the experience of the previous car, plus the bonus was too rich, these people were very cautious, and when they entered the city, they did not go through the gate, but managed to sneak in.

Now, these people are hiding in all corners of Turtle City, knocking on the side to find out the news.

Soon, half a day passed.

The drifting rain did not stop, but became more raging with the help of thunder.

"Ah Qiu! Chewie! Chewie! ”

The Ink Dead Dragon Evil side sneezed, and the whole person was drenched in soup, so he was not embarrassed.

"Patience! It doesn't hurt anyway, they won't be happy for long! "The Ink Dragon's evil is constantly self-hypnotizing.

However, Mo Yan Long Evil also had some doubts in his heart, why didn't Chen Qiang send any new news?

And why did his group of gold-mingers stay cold for a whole day?

Do those people still want to do it?

……

And a long time passed.

"Newspaper~"

A soldier came galloping on horseback.

Halfway through, he jumped down in a hurry, and after rolling a few laps, he knelt firmly in front of Zhang De: "Lord City, big ...... Big things are wrong! ”

"What?" Zhang De and others were shocked.

Why is this soldier so alarmed?

Could it be that the evil cult can still attack the city on a large scale?

In this regard, Luo Hang, Jin Duoduo and others are very calm, big things are not good, big things are not good, these soldiers like to talk nonsense about big things when they have nothing to do.

They're used to listening to it these days.

The Ink Dragon's face was overjoyed: "It's finally here!" ”

"What the hell is going on? Don't stutter to Lao Tzu! Otherwise, you'll be rewarded with a few military sticks! Zhang De scolded.

"Out of town...... A black man flew over from outside the city! ”

The soldier endured the fear in his heart and truthfully reported what he had just seen.

God knows what mood he's in right now.

"Fly? What nonsense are you talking about? ”

Zhang De frowned and glanced at Luo Hang.

"Let him continue." Luo Xuan said lightly.

"Yes! It's ......" The soldier hurriedly organized the language and carefully explained the matter again.

And as soon as he finished speaking, a sharp voice that made people get goosebumps suddenly came from a distance: "The envoy of Qiankun City has arrived~ Where is the city lord of Turtle City?" Don't kneel down to meet you right away! ”

"Oops, fuck! So crazy? Daddy, I'm ......"

"Shut up!" Zhang De hurriedly scolded his stupid son and looked at Luo Hang with seeking eyes.

"Pretend to be a ghost, sit, and wait for him to come."

Luo Hang picked up the teacup and took a sip casually.

"Yes, sir!"

Zhang De wiped the sweat from his face, and his awe of the so-called envoy of Qiankun City was a little less.

What about envoys?

Can it compare to this immortal in the upper realm?

He's leaning on the Optimus Tree now!

How can an ant in the city of Van be shaken?

……