bookpub Chapter two hundred and forty-five last words
Chapter two hundred and forty-five last words
Sword Tomb.
Mo Qing listened to Lu Zhaoyao's proposal, hesitant color appeared, but in an instant, his eyes returned to a firm color, and he stared at Lu Zhaoyao's eyes righteously, "I will never leave you alone."
Before he finished speaking, Lu Zhaoyao had not had time to say that he had lost his mind, and while the two of them were talking, a long-simmering offensive attacked them.
"You elm head." Lu Zhaoyao scolded secretly in his heart, but his movements were not slow, and he attacked the enemy like a hurricane, but because Mo Qing was by his side, he did not dare to attack the enemy like before. Fighting for fate, Mo Qing's situation needs to be taken into account everywhere.
Suddenly, Lu Zhaoyao saw a famous sectarian in his field of vision. He was hiding, and he was slowly walking towards the Wanjun Sword in the center of the sword mound.
"Mo Qing, stop them for me!" Lu Zhaoyao shouted loudly, jumped away from the encirclement, and rushed straight towards Wan Jun Jian.
Not far away, Mo Qing, who was fighting with the enemy, heard Lu Zhaoyao's voice, turned his head to look in the direction of Wan Junjian, and suddenly felt a trance in his mind. Fortunately, he reacted in time, shook his head, and mentioned The sword stepped forward to block the Sect people.
"Want to take the sword?" Mo Qing stared at the man who was about to steal the sword, the long sword in his hand wandered like a 833 snake, interlocking with each other, forcing the man to retreat directly.
Lu Zhaoyao, who was about to set foot on the sword platform, glanced back at Mo Qing and found that there were two mysterious enemies behind him. Lu hurriedly said, "Be careful behind your back!"
Hearing Lu Zhaoyao's words, before Mo Qing could turn around to deal with it, another sectarian rushed out from the side and rushed towards him recklessly, with bright red Spirit Power wrapped around his body, he did not hesitate to burn his Cultivation Base, but also dragged him. Stop Mo Qing and turn around.
"puff.""
Mo Qing spit out blood, and looked at the position where he was just now with a lingering fear. If he didn't react in time at the last moment, I'm afraid he would have already become a corpse lying on the ground.
At this time, Lu Zhaoyao was about to reach the sword platform, only half a step away from Wanjun Sword, but the surrounding was filled with suffocation, making it daunting.
"Is it possible that the Wan Jun Sword will come into existence only after these hostile auras are eliminated?" Lu Zhaoyao speculated in his heart, and then stepped out and walked onto the sword platform.
Seeing her ascend to the sword platform, all the anger that had originally wandered around the sword platform rushed towards her.
"What can I do with a mere suffocating qi." Lu Zhaoyao drank the remaining healing medicine in the bottle, the magic power surged in his body, and he swung the long sword in his hand, swept away the savage qi around him.
Under the stage, when the hostility dissipated, Mo Qing suddenly covered his chest, and the trance feeling in his mind became heavier, as if something was guiding him.
Outside the sword tomb, there seems to be a feeling that the Wanjun Sword was born. The long swords inserted around the sword tomb made a vibrating and mournful sound. Even the two men and horses that were fighting couldn't help but stop their movements and looked inside the sword tomb. go.
On the sword stage, Lu Zhaoyao stared at the center of the stage intently, and an inexplicable sense of crisis appeared in his mind.
Suddenly, the invisible Sword Qi ran up and down, and went straight to the location of Lu Zhaoyao. In just an instant, she was injured by Sword Qi, and the Blood Qi surged in her body, which could not be calmed down for a long time.
At this moment, Mo Qing was kicked by the Sect enemy due to being absent for a moment, and fell directly beside Lu Zhaoyao, blood spurted out of his mouth and sprinkled on the sword platform.
Lu Zhaoyao endured the discomfort and turned to look at Mo Qing beside him. Just as he was about to ask him if he could still hold on, there was a "Boom!" from under his feet.
"Wan Jun Sword?!" Lu Zhaoyao stared at the Wan Jun Sword that was close at hand. Just as he was about to reach out to get it, he found that someone was one step ahead of her and had already placed his hand on the Wan Jun Sword.
"Mo Qing? What are you doing?" Lu Zhaoyao's face was gloomy, and he was shocked and angry. Could it be that he also wanted to snatch the Wanjun Sword?
It's just that before she could think about it, Mo Qing, who picked up the Wan Jun Sword, exuded a terrifying coercion, sending her flying off the stage.
"Son of the Demon King? I didn't expect you to be the real son of the Demon King!" Lu Zhaoyao looked up at Mo Qing who was standing with his sword raised, recalling the past, (bebd) suddenly felt betrayed.
"Boom!
The ground trembled, and the sword mound gradually began to collapse. Lu Zhaoyao took a deep look at Mo Qing on the sword platform, as if he wanted to remember his face completely.
"Fortunately, I'm fully prepared. If I don't die this time, I won't let you go!" Lu Zhaoyao felt a little unwilling. Thinking of the treasures he had exchanged in the exchange mall, he couldn't help feeling fortunate.
World Chat Group.
Erzhuzi: The devil, are you going offline to get a lunch? Dog head.gif.
Ainz: In this case, the plot quest was not triggered. It seems that the more dangerous the group members are, the easier it is to trigger the quest.
Lu Zhaoyao: No, I have already made all the preparations, but there is no way to fill the group with water for about half a month.
As soon as the message was sent out, everyone in the Wanjie chat group heard the group prompt.
"Ding, group member [Wanlumen Demon Head] has been forced to go offline due to unknown reasons.""
Hexi: Is this a last word? He was forced to go offline as soon as he finished speaking. . . .
Jin Twinkle: I think this should be regarded as a live broadcast accident. It was majestic a moment ago, and now it has fallen.
Saitama: It's just that I don't know if there will be any chance to meet in the future. Anyway, I'm also a member of the group.
Sol: Speaking of offline, I seem to think of someone, @Uchiha's glory, can you tell us what it feels like to be offline?
As one of the first members to join the group chat, Sol is very clear about Erzhuzi, and it is thanks to him that the exchange mall system can be opened.
Erzhuzi: Give daddy a mellow fuck away. I didn't know who it was at the beginning. I was tortured to death by Thanos and laughed at a hundred steps. Is it interesting?
Zhao Linger: I hope Sister Lu can return safely.
Lin Yueru: Linger, don't worry, since she said that she is fully prepared, then nothing will happen.
Luo Hao: Well, since she finally has time to post messages in the group, it shouldn't be a big problem.
At the same time, Lin Ran, sitting cross-legged in Immortal Cave, saw the news in the chat group, especially Lu Zhaoyao's "last words", his face was calm, and he was not worried about Lu Zhaoyao's safety.
After watching Lu Zhaoyao's live broadcast, combined with the news she sent, Lin Ran determined that in addition to the healing medicine, she had definitely exchanged other items, maybe defensive treasures or Medicine Pill, but she could definitely keep her. life.
Secondly, Lu Zhaoyao drank the healing medicine in front of her, and the effect of the medicine still remained in her body, silently repairing the damage in her body.
With double protection, the possibility of Lu Zhaoyao's death is very low, and the group system only prompts her to log off, not leaving the group chat, that means that although her situation is poor, she is not in a situation of mortal death.