On the vast snowfield, the wind and snow seemed to be more urgent, and the hurricane carried hard snowflakes and slapped on Zhang Wei's body.

Behind him, Song Ling shrunk and cautiously looked at the dozen or so male players around him with bad intentions.

"Damn, it's pretty good to run."

A male warrior at the head of the group, with an arrogant and unbeaten expression, spat and pointed at Zhang Wei and scolded.

"I've killed you ten times, and you're still able to run like this, you're a mouse!"

Speaking of which, the lonely smoke man is even bigger, more than a dozen of them have been chasing and killing two people for two whole days, if ordinary people would have been out of line a long time ago, but these two people are very axial, so they always sneak attack and escape, This time they ran for more than half an hour before they were caught.

Fortunately, it was finally blocked, and thinking of this, his eyes stared greedily at Song Ling behind Zhang Wei.

"," Zhang Wei saw his expression, how could he not know what he was thinking.

Directly draw the bow and arrow, and shoot it towards the eyes of the lonely smoke man.

Blocking the other party, the lonely smoke man who was a little relaxed saw a cold star coming straight to the door, and hurriedly tilted his head, but he was still grazed by the arrow.

"Ahh

The lonely smoke man covered his ears and roared through gritted teeth: "Give it to me, beat this mouse to me and hold it down, I want him to see with his own eyes, how I play with his woman." ”

When everyone around heard this, with a disgusting smile on their faces, they approached Zhang Wei and the others.

Zhang Wei looked at the approaching crowd and said to Song Ling: "Xiaoling, I'll hold them back, you wait to find an opportunity to use the arrow from the string, get out of the battlefield, and then return to the city." ”

"Hmm." Song Ling's eyes were full of coldness, hiding behind Zhang Wei and nodded.

"If you want me to die, see if you can do it."

Zhang Wei raised his hand, the bow and arrow in his hand shone brightly, the emerald green and pure energy diffused, and a huge light arrow appeared in his hand, pointing at the people opposite.

"Be careful, it's this grandson's trick again, the city-destroying arrow."

Before Zhang Wei could shoot it, everyone who was already experienced dodged one after another, and if they were shot by this arrow, at least half of their blood would be gone, and if they were unlucky, they would be replaced.

Seeing that everyone avoided one after another, Zhang Wei signaled to Song Ling, Song Ling was not ambiguous, and shot an arrow directly towards the rear, launching an arrow off the string, and the whole person turned into a streamer and was pulled to the place where the arrow landed.

"Chase, don't let that woman run!" The lonely smoke man looked at the people who didn't dare to come forward, and shouted loudly in anger.

This group of wastes who are greedy for life and afraid of death are unwilling to bear Zhang Wei's dying counterattack, after all, the experience is their own, and the task is everyone's.

At the urging of the lonely smoke man, a few people were divided into the team, ready to bypass Zhang Wei and chase after Song Ling.

"Whoever comes, who dies!"

Zhang Wei aimed the light arrow at the few people over there, and as soon as his fingers loosened, the huge energy arrow pierced through the wind and snow and shot directly towards the people in front.

"Gan!"

The warrior at the front shouted, raised his sword to block, and retreated.

"Help me block it!"

As he stepped back, he shouted to his companions.

The light arrow passed through the chest, followed by three arrows, and before others could help, the warrior was directly nailed to the ground.

"Give it to me, he doesn't threaten it," the lonely smoke man stood at the end, urging everyone to come forward.

Zhang Wei saw that he had calmed a few people in front of him, turned around and ran in the direction of Song Ling.

But how could he run out, the front and back were blocked by people, Zhang Wei fought back desperately, and after being approached by two soldiers, he did not hesitate to poke at his heart with an arrow.

"Thinking about suicide? It's not that easy. ”

One of the fighters rushed forward and slashed Zhang Wei's right hand away with a single sword, stopping his suicide.

The rest of the people rushed up and pressed Zhang Wei to death in the snow.

"Mouse, you're crazy to show grandpa one more."

The lonely smoke man walked up to Zhang Wei, grabbed his hair, and looked at him proudly.

"Fight with grandpa, you're afraid that you have a problem with your brain, and you don't inquire, who dares to provoke our ice and snow sword in this snow field.

Just watch it here, and see how I deal with that little wild horse later, hehehe..."

At the end, the lonely cigarette man laughed wildly.

At this time, on the snowfield, a behemoth ran on the snow against the snow, and every foot fell, shaking a puff of snowflakes at the same time, it also left huge footprints on the snow.

Song Zhan looked at the arrow-shaped directional sign pointing at his teammates in front of him, and kept adjusting the direction of the red flame.

"Hey, dead or not?"

"It's not dead, but it's coming." Zhang Wei stared at the lonely man and replied to Song Zhan.

"Hold on, I'm almost there." Song Zhan could already see messy footprints on the snow, indicating that he was not far from Zhang Wei.

"Boss, we're back." didn't let the lonely smoke man wait long, the player who chased and killed Song Ling before came back, and Song Ling who was tied up came back with him.

"Hehe, keep your eyes open."

The lonely smoke man patted Zhang Wei's frozen stiff face and walked towards Song Ling with a lewd smile.

"Stop me, you..."Zhang Wei writhed wildly on the snow and scolded.

The lonely smoke man was unmoved, but enjoyed Zhang Wei's scolding, and the more Zhang Wei scolded, the more excited he became.

"Little mustang, don't come unharmed."

Standing in front of Song Ling, the lonely smoke man broke Song Ling's chin and forced her to look at herself.

"Phew!"

Song Ling was not ambiguous, and spit directly into his face.

"Smack!"

The lonely smoke man was caught off guard and was sprayed in the face, and slapped Song Ling in the face with his backhand.

"Toast and don't eat and drink, and when I blow up your equipment, I hope you can still be as tough as you are now."

A sharp dagger appeared in the lonely smoke man's hand, and it fell towards Song Ling's velvet vest.

"Crunch! Crunch! ”

The sound of heavy soles falling on the snow came to everyone's ears, and listening to this movement was definitely not something that humans could make.

"Damn, there's no boss going to happen."

The lonely smoke man and the others looked vigilantly at the place not far away that was covered in wind and snow.

In the eye was a dazzling golden horn, with an arc-shaped energy shield at the tip of the horn, and then a huge crimson lion's head appeared in everyone's sight with a heavy pressure.

"Goo-dong!"

The lonely smoker rolled his throat and looked up at the huge beast in front of him.

Zhang Wei quickly sent a message to Song Zhan: "Let's go, don't come, we have a boss here, don't come to die." ”

As soon as the golden-horned lion appeared, he roared directly, and a large number of red crystals stabbed towards the lonely smoke man and the others under the command of Song Zhan.

"Gan!"

"Run!"

The rest of the crowd reacted faster than the lonely smoke man, left Zhang Wei and the others, turned around and ran.

System: Player Mo Shengxuan is the first to attack you, and you can defend yourself for 3 minutes.

After receiving the prompt, the lonely smoke man looked at the lion in front of him incredulously, this is the player? Or is it the player's pet?

Letting Chi Yan hunt the rest, Song Zhan put on a wide red lotus cloak and skipped the lonely smoke man surrounded by red crystal thorns, walked to Zhang Wei's side, and said with a smile: "Dad is here, get up, silly son." ”

Zhang Wei got up, looked at the familiar and unfamiliar faces under the cloak, and couldn't help but spit out a sentence of national quintessence.

"it!"