At this time, the system warships had gradually sunk, fragments, wreckage, oil and balls of flames were floating on the Xiangjiang River. Slowly, NPCs reacted and drove a small boat to the river, hoping to find these city-slaughtering demons to avenge them. There were more and more ships on the river...

Is Hong Qingsong over when he dies?

No, this is the beginning.

Dugu Fu must think about how to deal with Hong Wuliang's investigation.

He said it easily in front of Hong Qingsong, but how could Hong Qingsong's father, a federal general, holds authority and is still above Dugu Fu, be a fuel-efficient lamp? The conditions must be raised, and the other party will definitely be suspicious if it is not mentioned.

But how to mention it? How to pass the other party’s certification requires careful consideration. In fact, the most convenient way is to let Hong Qingsong live and hand it over to the rebels, so that the rebels and Hong Wuliang can deal with it and leave it all in their own way.

However... Hong Qingsong knew the most about everything he had done. If he fell into the hands of the Resistance Army, it would be difficult for the Resistance Army to doubt his identity, origin, etc. In view of this, he was still relatively clean.

It's just that...

While thinking, a loud shout suddenly came: "Specialist! Specialist! It's this guy! After sending the letter, we were surrounded!" At this time, there were many ships on the river, and one of them was shouting.

Turning his head and looking at it, it was a big ship, which was incomparable to the system warship. It was much bigger than Dugu Fu's small sampan.

A group of people stood on the boat, searching around to salvage the bodies of the system soldiers. The drops of the system soldiers, guns and even uniforms were good things.

He pointed at Dugu Fu and shouted, Lu Tao, whose hands and feet were wrapped in bandages, were tied like a mummy: "It was him who took Guo Xingxing away!"

As soon as Lu Tao finished speaking, Guo Hu's voice sounded, and he was also on the boat: "Dugu Fu, are you coming out? Where is Xingxing? Why didn't she follow you?" His tone suddenly became urgent: "Has something happened to her? Is she still in that death space?"

Death Space? Ye Wuyue, the leader of a ship of people, stared at the eyes of the eyes of the ears.

"Sweep la la..." The soldiers on the ship observed the leader's face and raised their guns and aimed at Dugu Fu. Although they were wearing the system uniform, Dugu Fu knew that these people were rebels, and he was about to explain.

I don’t know where the strength came out. Dugu Fu thought he was dead suddenly came to him, stretching his arms out in large shapes, blocking all the muzzles: “My benefactor, go quickly! Go quickly!”

Dugu Fu looked at him in surprise, a little moved, but more surprised - have you seen dumpling skins that can stand up? This is, the potential bursts at the critical moment? Or... not right, is it that Dugu Fu's eyes contracted and said to the dumpling skins: "Don't worry, they are not the celestial army, but the rebels."

"Resistance Army?" Jiaozipi was stunned. Looking at the person holding the gun, then looking at Dugu Fu: "My benefactor, they are the Resistance Army, then you are, you are not..."

He always thought Dugu Fu was the rebel army.

Dugu Fu patted him on the shoulder: "It's just a misunderstanding, it doesn't matter. What's important is that you won't die."

Dumplings were stunned and after a while, they reacted: "Yes, me, how could I stand up? Am I going to die?"

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Why don’t you have to die with dumpling skin?

Dugu Fu is just a legend and has never really seen it.

Legend has it that NPC was originally invented the magic of killing gods, but the real purpose was not to kill the player and pick up the player's drops. But... to steal the player's power!

Players are like gods in the game world, and the blood, body, soul, and npc are essentially different from npc. The original god-slaying technique was developed to allow npcs to have power comparable to gods.

From the perspective of players, I always think this is nonsense. They know the truth of the world. The difference between NPC and player's physical body lies in the different ways of manufacturing. Can a group of ants kill the elephant and have the power of the elephant?

Just kidding!

Players scoff at the legend of npc and regard it as superstition. But it is undeniable that it is this superstition that makes Npc covetous players. Many players' account characters and even upload their lives to the players, which are destroyed in the hands of npc.

How many people like Hong Qingsong have more big hits than bosses? Not all players are rich. Compared to hatred or unreliable drops, this is the reason for attracting NPC hatred more widely.

The player really wants to meet an NPC, so he holds his ear and shouts: That's superstition! But even if he says it, will NPC believe it? Instead, he is more and more enjoyable.

Before this, Dugu Fu also disbelief. Until this moment!

How could the dumpling skin be so severely damaged?

Apart from this, he could not think of any other explanation. However, the more decisive evidence was a breath that was flooding in his body.

I didn't pay attention to things just now. When I discovered the abnormality of the dumpling skin, I would feel myself...

It was a breath that was completely different from the heat of eating snake gallbladder and kung fu fruit. It was cool and comfortable, wandering around the whole body like an ice spring. It made the brain clear, calm the mood, and accelerate the recovery of the wound.

Dugu Fu clearly felt that the injuries suffered in the Death God's space were quickly healed under the influence of this force.

But apart from that, this power does not seem to have brought about any earth-shaking changes...

Could it be that? The so-called God-killing technique is just to treat injuries on the body? The legendary essence of heaven and man, just this effect? ​​Dugu Fu always feels that it is not that simple.

While thinking, Dumplings on the side asked in a low voice: "My benefactor, why don't you let me tell you your feat..." He and Dugu Fu had been tied up by the resistance army and fixed on the highest deck.

Dugu Fu looked at him: "The news of that person's death cannot be disclosed no matter what, otherwise..."

Dumplings shivered, Mu Ran understood Dugu Fu's concerns and nodded: "I won't say it even if I die!"

"I won't say anything even if I die?" With the help of the two people, Lu Tao walked onto the deck with a proud look on his face. He didn't continue to ask. He began to circle around Dugu Fu and looked up and down, "Dugu Fu, didn't expect that he would have such a day, right?"

Dugu Fu smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

"Pretending." Lu Tao spat, "Do you think the inspector Li can come to save you? Tell you, you are a celestial undercover agent, the fat man is looking for the target of the world, we already know this!"

"Even if you are under the banner of inspector Li Xun, it will be useless. What's more! I don't know if your letter is true or false..."

Dugu Fu's face changed slightly. Tianren's undercover? This is Hong Qingsong's guess about himself, that is to say... Are there any rebel troops in the Tianren's army?

Oh, this is reasonable.

The undercover agent of the Tianren? Jiaozipi also looked at Dugu Fu in surprise, but disappeared in a blink of an eye. Engong killed three thousand system troops and Tianren commanders and saved more than 100,000 lives in the city. How could he doubt him?
Chapter completed!