"You are here." Ye Feng looked at the unparalleled and heroic Luo Yunmeng, his eyes full of tenderness.

"Yeah." Luo Yunmeng responded softly. A flash of redness floated on Xue Yi's cheeks. "You are surrounded. How could I not come? I'm just sorry. The matters of our alliance will be exposed in advance. You won't blame me, right?"

"Damn." The players of the Luoshen Guild were in a mess. They were always decisive in killing and decisive. The cold face of Goddess Luo actually had such a shy and gentle side. Look at her cautious and shy look, she was no different from a frustrated young wife.

The silent lion has been fighting with Luo Yunmeng for four years. He knows Luo Yunmeng's personality best. When he saw Luo Yunmeng's reaction, he staggered and almost fell head-on.

"nnd. It turns out that Tuoba Xie is the boy in a cloak. I said why did he give a death order for no reason to ask the members of the guild near the Purgatory Furnace to quickly gather to rescue the realm of the gods. It turns out that the son-in-law was surrounded."

"How could it be? I'm very happy if you can come."

Tang Weiwei saw the two of them siege by thousands of people, showing off their affection as if no one else was around, and she almost burst into tears. She said angrily: "Do you want to be annihilated? If you have any words to fight out, you'll say it."

Xia Yumo's face was also a little bad-looking. A secret message was sent over: "Everyone has died. You are still embarrassed to despise you in this tenderness and sweetness."

Luo Yunmeng's beautiful eyes turned, her eyebrows frowned slightly. It's not good for a woman to be too smart. She became alert when she was a little abnormal. So she looked at Tang Weiwei and Xia Yumo and looked at Ye Feng. She felt a little uncomfortable. It seemed that Tang Weiwei was not as simple as a sister. She also had this beauty she had never met. She had a standard angel face and devil figure. Ye Feng was not Liu Xiahui. What if... Goddess Luo got angry and just wanted to drag Master Ye over and beat him up.

Ye Feng was very embarrassed. He was really ashamed of his dead brother. He ordered decisively. "Run. Kill out."

"kill."

More than 200 people yelled in unison, and murderous aura soared into the sky. For a moment, they overshadowed the shouts of the three major guilds.

Compared with the 40-person elites, a team of more than 200 people is not just a qualitative advantage, but also a qualitative change. After all, this is not a small team battle. It is a breakthrough battle with a small number of people. The more people, the greater the hope of breaking through. This does not mean that the Yunmengze mercenary group is poor. Because the advantages of the masters in the early stage of the game cannot be reflected. The level equipment skills are improved to a certain level. Even if it is with the forty top masters, it is not impossible to kill the 4,000 elites of the three major guilds.

Ye Feng and Luo Yunmeng opened the way in front of their heads. The Purgatory Demon-Capture Sword and Dragon Flame Sword Sword were stirred up. The black sword light and the flame sword energy were dancing wildly. The three major guilds were not surrounded by high-defense tanks. Those who suffered more than 1,500 points of damage in close combat. The priests behind did not even have the chance to heal.

At this time, the two top tanks of Po Jun Wu Yue and the silent lion joined forces. The power doubled. The two people used the Wall of the Sky alternately. In addition, more than a dozen shields were fighting on the side to raise the shield. The long-range shooting attacks of the three major guilds were offset by most of the time. The speed and frequency of team members' halting was immediately reduced.

Tang Weiwei vented her grievances and sorrows on the players of the three major guilds. The skills were released at an amazing speed. The ice skills flew towards the enemy group one after another. She had the source of ice and snow elements, as if she was carrying an endless magic treasure house with her. She didn't have to worry about the magic value at all.

The Black Prison Mingfeng also fully demonstrated the style of the first flame mage. The whistling flame bombs kept exploding in the enemy group. Once they were hit, they were either dead or injured.

......

In just one minute, Ye Feng and others crossed most of the battlefield. Finally, Tang Weiwei's extreme ice rain tore open the outer defensive front. More than 100 surviving players followed Ye Feng and successfully broke through. A group of people shouted and roared away.

Fenghuo Liancheng looked at the gods and the gods who were gradually fading away. His heart was broken. He issued an order to stop chasing in frustration. At the speed of this group of people, he could not catch up at all. Even if he caught up, he could not surround him. At most, he could kill a few more ordinary players. It would be useless.

Fenghuo even couldn't cry at this time. The worst plan in his heart was to kill Ye Feng and Luo Yunmeng at any cost. At least he had an explanation to his superiors. But he didn't expect that more than 1,300 people were killed in the end and they successfully broke through. The only gain was hundreds of pieces of equipment. But the quality seemed to be not very good. Except for the things dropped by five thieves in the Yunmengze Mercenary Group, most of the rest were picked up by Po Jun Wu Yue. There is no doubt that at least the three major guilds will become the laughing stock of players in the whole Chinese region in the near future.

"Sweep the battlefield and prepare to evacuate."

Fenghuo even had no intention of getting angry. He waved his hand and divided a team to pack up his equipment. Others formed a defensive formation to protect the dead players. The three major guilds had resurrection skills and the Holy Light Knights combined were only more than twenty. They could only resurrect the guild masters first. The remaining nearly a thousand people could only run away from their own corpses.

Run, you can't run. If you don't run, you can at least lose half of your experience.

......

Everyone ran for more than 300 yards and stopped.

"Thank you." The murderous aura gradually faded away. Ye Feng returned to calm. He looked around the group of blood-stained companions in front of him. The corners of his eyes were a little sour.

"Boss Tuoba is polite. They are all family members. Why bother talking about two families?" Heizhu Mingfeng grinned, with a look of "everyone understands it".

Luo Yunmeng's beautiful eyes widened. Black Prison Mingfeng suddenly shut up and walked aside to exchange feelings with the famous shield armor soldier Po Jun Wu Yue.

The silent lion knew that the two bosses wanted to exchange feelings. He waved and led the player out dozens of yards away.

"Galaro smiled and charming. Long time no see." Luo Yunmeng said with a smile at Tang Weiwei.

"Luo Shen Yunmengli. Long time no see."

Tang Weiwei raised her pretty face and pretended to be proud to meet her. She was just a little weak in momentum because her body was trembling slightly.

"Haha. "Myth" is already a thing of the past. Let's get to know each other again. This is my sister Tang Weiwei. This is Yunmeng."

When Ye Feng saw that the atmosphere was a little wrong, he immediately stood up to smooth things over. Thinking about the past, these two beauties were in a hostile relationship because of their positions. He felt relieved.

"The past is over. Now we are all ally." Luo Yunmeng bowed to Tang Weiwei obediently. "Sister Weiwei. Thank you for taking care of Ye Feng."

Tang Weiwei heard Luo Yunmeng's tone that she regarded herself as a girlfriend. She felt a pain like a needle in her heart. But she didn't know how to answer. She was stunned for a while and had to say, "You're welcome."

"Momo. Let's go. Don't disturb the old master and Goddess Luo's reminiscence."

Tang Weiwei said that and then threw a secret message to Ye Feng: "Don't call me Sister Weiwei. Please call me Weiwei. Otherwise, I will never end up with you."

Ye Feng was confused and looked at Tang Weiwei in a daze. An ominous sign arose in his heart.

Xia Yumo agreed. Seeing Luo Yunmeng stretching out her slender index finger to wipe the blood stains on Ye Feng's armor. With a wave of the staff, a purification technique was thrown on Ye Feng's body. The blood shadow blood-sucking suit suddenly became silver and shiny.

Luo Yunmeng's delicate body trembled. The wiping action came to an abrupt end...
Chapter completed!