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Chapter two hundred and ninety-six new and old battle of gods fourteen

With a wave of his hand, a small paper man appeared out of thin air from all directions and rushed towards Yu Siyan in dense colors. Every small paper man had strange facial features. The facial features were crowded together, as if silently telling the joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys of life.

When he saw these weird little paper men, Yu Siyan retreated and then fought back.

The plants growing wildly on the ground blocked the two of them. The flying little paper man was passed down by the branches to pass on the hedgehog. At that moment, Yu Siyan heard tens of thousands of shrill screams and almost drove her crazy.

The sound waves in a moment are indescribable.

She realized that compared with the new bride, Shi Shaoli's little paper man was even more powerful and more evil. As soon as she took action, she was fatal.

The movement here attracted the attention of Ruan Mu, who had been looking for Shi Shaoli, but before he could catch up, another player stood in front of him.

A thin young man is not much better than the original Ruan Mu.

He stared at Ruan Mu, his eyes swept across his body like a poisonous snake, and finally chuckled coldly and hotly: "So you look like this, it's not bad. I just said that the man who can make her miss her will always have a little capital."

Based on intuition, Ruan Mu knew that the "she" he was talking about was Shi Shaoli.

"If you live, she will never see me, so you'd better die."

Just do it when you say it, and don’t give people time to react.

Ruan Mu caught his attack and was not surprised at all that Shi Shaoli would have a suitor. Not to mention Shi Shaoli's personality, but only her appearance and ability are enough to make other men fall in love with her.

But if he likes her, why can he let others pay for his like?

When his eyes were cold, his subordinates were merciless.

At the same time, Luo Qing suffered a Waterloo.

Who knew that Luo Laosan had helpers, and more than one. Three players besieged him and he would be unable to do anything.

It just so happened that Mr. Mu and his team's battlefield were nearby. Seeing this, they joined the battlefield without hesitation. Compared to the so-called battle between the new and old gods, it is naturally more important to the battlefield of their companions. This time, the number of people was reversed again.

From one-to-many to more to many. No matter how you look at it, Luo Qing has the advantage.

Luo Laosan looked ugly and wanted to get the place verbally: "I haven't seen you for a long time, but my second brother has learned to find a helper. I thought you will be the only life of a widower and a widower in your life."

Luo Qing looked at him: "Do you think? Do you think the world revolves around you, right? Your face is so big, and you can still think of other people's lives."

By this, Luo Laosan's face looked even more ugly.

But no matter how ugly it is, I still lose when I see the truth behind my hands.

"Lao San, retreat. They are many people and powerful, and we are not opponents," Luo Lao San's companion said, and then ignored his reaction, looked at another companion and retreated.

Seeing this, Luo Laosan felt no matter how angry he was, he could not stay at this time. He stared at Luo Qing vigilantly, and saw that he really had no intention of intercepting him, so he quickly escaped.

Beiliyou stood beside Luo Qing and asked strangely: "Just let him go?" It doesn't look like his character.

"Hmph," Luo Qing said: "He got the throne and there was another person in his body. Compared to killing him easily now, I want to know how interesting it would be when the consciousness in his body is stronger."

His expression was indifferent and his tone was sarcastic. Beiliyou knew that his words were basically true.

Compared to Luo Laosan, Luo Qing actually hated his father and the stepmother who occupied the magpie's nest more. But no matter what, it would be better for him to let Luo Laosan go than to have bloody hands.

Uncle Mu looked at this and then that, so I won’t say much.

However, Shang Yunjing and Zheng Yingdong became more curious. The former was also worried because they had not known each other for a long time, so the latter became much more natural and asked openly.

"Will this person be treated the same as Shi Shaoli when he meets him?"

What kind of treatment does Shi Shaoli treat? Of course, he will fight if he can beat him, and run away if he can't beat him. He will definitely be the only one who can.

Without asking about cause and effect, only asking about the conclusion, Luo Qing smiled: "I would like to give him the treatment."

Beiliyou explained his words: "It means that the other party dares to cause trouble, go straight to it, don't worry." Luo Qing is responsible for everything, so you don't worry about anything.

"Then I understand," I got a clear answer, not only Zheng Yingdong understood, but others also understood.

But, "They are looking at us."

A necromancer and four human masters suddenly joined forces, which was somewhat eye-catching.

Luo Qing sneered: "This group of people said it was a united group, but there is no racism."

Compared with other races, the Undead and the Undead are very unpopular. The Undead are because of the things they did before, while the Undead are excluded because they used the dead's corpses on the battlefield.

"You're afraid you're not forgetting. You're a human race, so don't get too deeply involved," Beiliyou reminded him.

Luo Qing: "..." It's really a bit too deeply involved in the role.

OK, his fault.

Their problems were solved together, but there was no movement on the other side.

Looking at this seemingly endless battle, Beiliyou said: "According to this trend, Xiao Yu may not have to consider the inheritance of the old gods of the elves."

"Hope," the matter has not ended, Mr. Mu and the others will still be worried.

Just then, Ruan Mu asked: "The senior officials of the seven major races are gone, have you noticed it?"

Luo Qing and the others looked at each other and looked at each other. They were busy dealing with Luo Laosan and the others just now, but they didn't notice any senior management. But now, when they saw that as Ruan Mu said, they were gone on the battlefield.

Now all the ordinary people or elites in the battle are all groups of ordinary people, and the top experts and senior officials are indeed missing.

"What are they going to do?" Wei Xi widened the defense circle and asked.

Others could not answer this question. On the contrary, after nearly ten minutes, Ding Xiangke suddenly said: "They went to the sacrificial place of the clan. Judging from the current situation, they should be the divine nature of the old god."

"Where is Xiao Yu?" Uncle Mu asked hurriedly when he heard this.

Ping Lanyu said, "She is by my side, it's okay."

Wei Shengyu also answered, proving that she is safe now.

Ruan Mu asked Ding Xiangke: "Are there any other discoveries besides this?"

"Anyway, Zifeng, who wants to inherit the throne of the gods, is here," he paused for a few seconds before saying, "The old god has come."

This was the first time he saw the glory of the gods and was shocked.

A goddess with a peaceful breath, the divine light on her body is not like the Buddha light of the "Heavenly Way" in the last attacking and defense. It is hard to say in words anyway, but judging from the current feeling, the divine light of this god is more comfortable.

He barely suppressed the resonance in his heart and asked calmly: "We don't need to deal with this situation, right?"

Anyway, it is not the player who inherits the god position, it is pure npc.

Even if there is really any problem afterwards, it has nothing to do with them.
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