"Wei Chan Jade" smiled slightly, blooming with a delicate smile.

This smile is so charming, like a begonia dripping, it is definitely not something that a teenage girl can have, only a mature woman with her own charm can pick out such a smile.

She is really not Wei Chanyu.

The saint said with a smile: "It is worthy of Meng Gongzi." Although you and I are old acquaintances, we are not very close, and I have changed my appearance, you actually remember me, and the concubine is really flattered. ”

Meng Shuai said: "Naturally, I can't forget the girl." Apart from you, is there another person in the world who can play with other people in the palm of his hand? Chen Qian's heart is like an iron stone, and he can answer all his questions, and even if he loses his guard, I am afraid that only those with special abilities can leave without worry. ”

Li Wuwu smiled and said, "It's over." ”

She smiled sweetly, and it is not an exaggeration to say that her control of her demeanor and expression is ten times better than Wei Chanyu, and even Wei Chanyu's appearance is a little more beautiful than before, but Meng Shuai only felt chills, and in the cold, there was still a little disgust.

He said in a deep voice, "What did you do to her?"

"Who is she?"

Meng Shuai said: "Do you know who I'm talking about, you took her body, what happened to that child?"

Li Wuwu smiled and said: "Meng Gongzi is really amorous, he is affectionate to Honghu, even a little girl is in his heart, aren't you afraid of Honghu drinking vinegar?"

Meng Shuai said in a low voice: "He also has an impression of the name "Honghu ......", but just like other memories, someone mentions it, or thinks of it when he sees it, but no one mentions it, and he doesn't have this line in his head.

But...... Why doesn't it seem to be the same as worry-free? Why does she seem to have all the memories and can still talk about them like a chat?

It seems that there is one more person who has all the memories, that is, Feng Yuan, but Feng Yuan is obviously restricted, and he can't say a lot of things without saying anything, how can he be as open-mouthed as this guy?

Why is she not restricted from keeping her memory, could it be that she came in through the back door?

This thought flashed through him, and he didn't pay attention to it, to the point where you are dead or alive, don't care how to get in without worry, even if you climb in, you have to lie down and go out today.

If there is still a little bit of him reading, he feels sincerely disgusted.

Therefore, he said bluntly: "Your Excellency, although I have always hated you, it seems that today, your boredom, meanness, and disgusting still exceed my expectations. After saying this, he kept silent and no longer said a word to Li Wuwu.

At this time, he no longer wanted to get the news of Wei Chanyu from Li Wuwu's mouth, obviously Li Wuwu didn't take Wei Chanyu seriously, whether it was life or death, it was not even worth mentioning, rather than listening to Li Wuwu using a little girl who was still in Chong Ling as a tool to maliciously mock Meng Shuai, it was better to kill this slut directly, even if Wei Cicada Yu died, he could comfort her spirit in the sky a little.

Leaving Wuwu has always been the only one who wantonly ridicules or molests others, and has never been scolded, hearing Meng Shuai's words, her expression suddenly changed, and her anger rose and shouted: "Meng Shuai, you don't plan to die." And I will fulfill thee—"

After she finished speaking, she didn't step forward, she still sat peacefully on the volcano, but the flames around her soared to the ground, like a red lotus blooming, and then half the sky.

"Roar—"

There was a roar, it was the roar of the evil dragon, and the dragon's groan turned into layers of sound waves, which came from afar. Waves of turbidity were thrown out on the surface of the sea.

After a shocking roar, the flames rising from the dragon's back diverged and turned into small flames. Pounced on Meng Shuai.

The flames began shapeless, and when they reached the air, they suddenly turned into dragons—too small to be called dragons, but like lizards.

Even if it's a lizard, it's a salamander. Each lizard opened its teeth and claws, with blazing flames, and pounced on Meng Shuai, as if to burn Meng Shuai into a hole.

Although ferocious, these lizards are not big, each one is the size of a football, even if it is from the heat of hell, there is nothing to worry about.

However, what about one head, what about a hundred?

What about tens of thousands?

Thousands of lizards, by no means false, those lizards were born from the fire, and the flames are not extinguished, and the flow is endless. As far as the eye can see, the sky is covered with salamanders. Salamanders fly up, relying on the transpiration of the flames, and when they fall, they only need gravity. It only needs to fall naturally, and even the sea surface can cover a layer.

Ants bite elephants to death, and these salamanders, each of which is more ferocious than the most ferocious marching ants, even one, can burn an elephant, what can thousands of salamanders bite to death? Even if it is a vast land like the black soil world, covered with a layer of salamanders, I am afraid that it will be thousands of miles of red ground and scorched earth everywhere. Except for powerful warriors, no creature can survive.

This is a weapon of extermination that was released specifically to destroy the world.

And Meng Shuai is only one person.

Stopping in front of tens of millions of salamanders, Meng Shuai's figure looked very thin. Not to mention all the lizards, even if they are separated into one percent or one thousandth, they can bury him alive like falling rocks.

Unfortunately, if the eyes could distinguish between strength and weakness, things would be easier.

Meng Shuai looked at the fiery red in his eyes and said with a smile: "It's too bright." I'm a gentleman and don't like the color of red and green. So, let me extinguish it-" I raised my hand slightly, and the sea surged instantly.

White wave emptying!

The seawater, which had been drawn by the flames, instantly splashed upward.

The white waves were monstrous, instantly pressing the flames downward, and the color of the salamander was a little darker. At the same time, part of the white waves swept up into the sky and fell, and the other part also split like flames, turning into small clumps and growing hands and feet.

But in a moment, in addition to the dense salamanders in the sky, there were countless small blue water turtles.

In terms of image, the turtle seems to be less majestic than the salamander, one by one, it looks more than cute, and the attack is insufficient. However, these turtle images were all designed by Meng Shuai, whether it was from his martial arts or the world he lived in now, the first thing that came to mind for the creative soldiers was the turtle.

What is the image, force is the most important thing.

Suddenly, the turtle and the salamander launched a fight in the air, it was not a one-on-one bite, but a soldier-like charge, only to see half of the sky is blue, half of the sky is red, the two sides hedged together, red and blue mixed together, constantly changing, one moment blue overwhelmed red, one moment red overwhelmed blue.

The battle began as it began, with the soldiers being torn apart, devoured, and blown up, only to be replenished immediately afterward. Water and fire have no shape, so the invisible can be turned into tangible, the scattered can be pinched into a whole, and the whole can be split into pieces.

At first, the battle was scorching, but gradually the winner was decided. The turtle water array gradually gained the upper hand.

Although the salamander is fierce, the tortoise is strong. Moreover, the source of the salamander is the Flaming Mountain, and there is only one place, which is to limit the direction from which it comes. It can only be replenished from one place, and Meng Shuai's soldiers are from ******, the sea is everywhere, there is water in all directions, and every drop of water can turn into a small turtle, which is a new force to continue to charge. Especially after the first batch of salamanders was extinguished, the later salamanders could not form a piece, from the Flame Mountain to the main battlefield, it was pulled into a long ribbon-like formation, and it was impossible to break out of the water turtle formation that came from all directions, and it was gradually surrounded in the middle and became a defensive position.

Meng Shuai looked at it coldly, with a slight smile.

Only then did he realize that he knew the art of war.

Because of his memory, he couldn't remember some skills, but he didn't use them automatically when he used them. He is multitasking, and it is natural that he will arrange his troops, transfer the turtle group to the most suitable position, outflank and encircle, and come at his fingertips.

In comparison, the other party's command is a bit primitive. The salamander blindly rushed, without the slightest order, if it weren't for the automatic fusion of flames, with the blessing of divine power, I was afraid that even my own people would be beaten.

Meng Shuai began to think that the other party was a spontaneous derivation of the evil dragon, but later found that there were still people in command, at least the commander also had the idea of changing the formation, but the level was not high.

The commander on the opposite side should be away from worry-free, and the strength is not bad from worry-free, but there is a specialization in the art industry, and the command level of the warrior can never catch up with the soldiers, even if the top warrior is the "former" soldier who gave up halfway.

Finally, the salamander was surrounded by an army of tortoises and forced back to the vicinity of the Flaming Mountain. If it is in a war, it is a field defeat, and the people are approaching the city.

It's a pity that this city is a huge evil dragon and the flaming mountain behind it, not an embattled siege, not a siege that can be taken down. But in any case, one is besieged and the other is besieged, and it is clear which side has the upper hand.

Meng Shuai followed his turtle army to the city, and happened to face Li Wuwu sitting on the volcano, at this time, Li Wuwu looked somewhat depressed, just now, she always suffered a loss.

But it was only temporary, seeing Meng Shuai's eyes, her frustration immediately disappeared, leaving only an unfathomable smile, that is, the most irritating smile.

She stood up and said, "Yes, Meng Shuai, your strength is above my imagination." You weren't that strong in my memory. ”

Meng Shuai smiled and said, "You have a bad memory." I've been so strong since I was born. For I am God. ”

Li Wuwu was stunned by Meng Shuai's blunt boasting, and then smiled: "Interesting, even you are a god, the thickness of this face is the same as it was at the beginning." You too can become a god, and there will be as many gods in the world as turtles in the sea. ”

Meng Shuai said: "The turtle in the sea, I am the only one." If you count the kings, you can also count one. ”

Li Wuwu's face was crimson, but he was annoyed, suppressed the fire, and then said coldly: "Very good, you have confidence, but it was just a small warm-up game." Now it's game over. The real horror is only now beginning. ”

She said word by word: "You say you are a god, do you have supernatural powers?"