Chapter 672: It's Over!
Seeing that the Silver Clan was about to post it again, Xiao Hao was annoyed.
Touching them and not daring to touch them, for fear of being contaminated with some strange attributes, Xiao Hao had to stay away from these silver people immediately.
Of course, there is one thing that he disagrees with about Poseidon's statement.
He is very confident in his scale, and it is about the dignity of men!
But the fact that the other party was able to pull out something really scared him a lot.
These silver beauties looked at Xiao Hao's appearance, and thought that he was not satisfied with their current appearance.
So, one by one, the little beauties, the delicate bodies suddenly bulged muscles, and under Xiao Hao's petrified expression, they were stunned to transform into Hulk on the spot, and evolved into muscular men in the end.
I almost burst my clothes on the spot.
Please, become the way you were!
Give me back my little sister!
Finished!
It's all over!
It's still live!!
Xiao Hao looked at the game panel in horror.
[At the last guild war, I wasn't sure, but now I'm sure that the anchor is really good. 】
I'm!
You're so good!
[Such a beautiful young lady can't shake the anchor's heart, sisters, we have no hope! ] 】
Other!
Don't give up hope!
He's still saved!
[Anchor, anchor, you are really... I loved it all right! Record first for respect! 】
[Video +1]
【+10086! 】
【......】
Xiao Hao's face was like ashes.
Who will save him!
He's really straight! Straight straight straight! The kind of steel straight, alloy straight!
Obviously, it is because the artistic conception of martial arts can make people enter a state of no desire and no desire, so he can be so calm, okay!
But there are only a few people who have the heart of martial arts.
In addition to Xiao Hao, the mantis shrimp and the weird one called Xingtian have this skill...
If others don't know this skill, they will naturally misunderstand.
Look, the evidence has been recorded, and the anchor just doesn't like the beautiful and graceful young lady.
At this moment, Xiao Hao couldn't wash it even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
Seeing that the silver clan that had turned into a man was about to approach, Xiao Hao was immediately alert!
Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw!
Give me back!
If it weren't for the fact that the scene was not suitable for rough movement, Xiao Hao would have to press them all back into his mother's womb!
Originally, he planned to pick up a handful of Poseidon's wool.
This will have to destroy Poseidon's treasury! .
"Let them go, you want me to cooperate, sincerity is not given like this!"
If Poseidon's treasury is emptied, he will not be surnamed Xiao!
Poseidon looked at Xiao Hao and waved his hand in embarrassment.
He's like...
I've done something wrong...
Even if the shadow god doesn't know that he is live now, there are a lot of people watching, and it is normal for the shadow god to be shy.
If Xiao Hao knew Poseidon's thoughts at this time, he would definitely send it directly to reincarnation.
God is shy!
With Poseidon waving his hand, these silver people could only retreat unwillingly.
Although reduced to slavery...
But slaves can also watch live broadcasts.
They knew very well what a handsome face lay beneath that shadow face.
Handsome foul!
Obviously, he can freely transform his male and female attributes, why is the shadow god not moved...
They can all change freely as humans like them!
Don't underestimate their natural talent!
But, but...
Why is the shadow god not moved...
What's the problem?
None of the Silver Clans who left could figure it out.
Could it be that the taste of the shadow god is even heavier?
In order to satisfy the shadow god, you have to be bold next time...
Fortunately, Xiao Hao didn't know the magical brain circuits of these silver human races, otherwise he would definitely explode on the spot.
"That's... Shadow God, what do you want? ”
If it were the leader of other intelligent races, Poseidon would not be so embarrassed.
But the leader of the human race is a true dragon-level existence.
The coercion that faintly emanates from his body, Poseidon has only seen in the gods!
If you can't say it, he will be promoted and raised in the future and become his top boss!
Xiao Hao didn't answer, and looked at Poseidon quietly.
What do you have, how does he know?
If he doesn't open the treasury to him, how will he know what he wants?
Poseidon hesitated, so he had to take Xiao Hao into the treasury of Atlantis.
I hope the shadow god will have a face, and don't go too far.
But...
Anyone who has watched Xiao Hao's live broadcast knows that he has plucked his feathers, although he doesn't admit it himself.
Poseidon was a little frightened.
It wasn't until he entered the treasury of Atlantis that Xiao Hao was a little amazed.
Not to marvel at how lavish and extravagant this treasury is.
Rather, it is to marvel at the pitiful amount of things in the treasury.
Outwardly, Atlantis is resplendent and its treasury is heavily built.
But what Xiao Hao wants is naturally not these fictitious things, but genuine game props.
In terms of game items, Atlantis is pitifully barren.
Also.
Not every intelligent race has a little wool picker like the Shadow God.
Props like Dragon Bloodline, Poseidon's inventory is only a few, and the supply props are not even as large as Xiao Hao's personal inventory.
Xiao Hao's gaze only stayed on the treasure house for a few seconds, and then he looked at Poseidon faintly.
Poseidon also watched his live broadcast, and he must know how much inventory he has.
Xiao Hao believed that it could read his disgusted expression.
Originally, I wanted to gather wool, but now I have no interest in picking wool.
It's too vegetable!
I don't feel a sense of accomplishment at all!
"It's... This... That... That..."
Poseidon's face turned red.
Compared with the shadow god, he is indeed more than a star and a half.
But among the leaders of the other eight intelligent races, its level has not fallen much behind!
The reason why other people in the Terran can also get so many items is actually because of the shadow god.
Because the game needs to be balanced, the survival game is not a one-person game, so the gods will relax the restrictions on other players, but they are more targeted at the shadow gods.
Poseidon is a normal player, Xiao Hao is too foul to play...
Xiao Hao can't look down on props, and for Poseidon, this is troublesome.
He has several real dragon-level generals, so he naturally can't look down on props that can only evolve to the dragon level.
Of course, Xiao Hao wouldn't say it himself.
First, there are too few things, and second, they can't be spoken.
This kind of thing, of course, has to be opened up by Poseidon himself.
However, Xiao Hao had to give it a wake-up call, so that it would be more willing to take things out.
Although there are few things, the mosquito legs are also meat, and all the light can be given.
"From now on, there will be nine intelligent races."
Poseidon looked at Xiao Hao with some confusion in his eyes.
"With so many intelligent races, it's troublesome to lead, I think, the above probably also wants a leader to dock..."
Who this "leader" is, it is self-evident.
At that time, resources, population, etc., are also likely to be under the jurisdiction of this "leader".
It is impossible for Xiao Hao to submit to the gods.
But that doesn't mean he can't pretend he's about to be converted.