Wang Meng was stunned. In front of him, there was only a lonely figure falling down. Purple clothes were flying, like figures swallowed up by the light. Purple clothes, shaking figures, continuous figures flying, shaking clothes, driving a few strands
Boundless, falling, netherworld.
"Purple Butterfly!"
Wang Meng exclaimed, dropped the sword in his hand, and ran.
Zidie'er is an elf from the Elf clan. If she dies in the game and is an NPC in the system, she cannot be resurrected. Could it be that she just died like this?
Wang Meng's heart was beating fiercely. Everything seemed to go back to that moment, that beautiful girl who brought him into the elves. She was as agile as a little elf in the sky. She was leaving like this. You can't leave anything behind.
You can't go anywhere. Her departure will hit your heart like a hammer.
It makes you unable to move, and you don't dare to move. The face with a few hints of fragrance, with a little parting, is it painful? It's tears, streaking across the cheeks, and buried in the ground. It can't wet a few drops of new soil drunkenness, and it can't shake people.
If you're drunk, why not take advantage of it? Why not get drunk and then rest. If you can't stay, then just ride on the wind and leave.
If the gods are destroyed in this life and there is no fate in the next life, why not steal this life? Years will not increase or die; love will not be born or diminished; fire will not leave the human heart; separation will not be far away from the fetters of thousands of lives.
That beautiful figure, with its clear-cut face as if it had been splashed with ink, fell slowly, just like the landscape paintings we had seen in ancient times.
Wang Meng stretched out his hand, wanting to catch the sound one last time, and hold on tightly, but found that for some reason, the figure left, and it seemed that he could no longer hold on to it.
"Is she really dead?"
The figure left the dust, got rid of the human world, and got rid of all the shackles and restraints of the world.
Wang Meng jumped up, grabbed the figure in the air, and held him in his arms. But it was no use, the figure just turned white, illusory, and disappeared in the air.
"No!"
Wang Meng's body shook suddenly. He stretched out his hand to grab something, but when he retracted his hand, he found that he didn't seem to grab anything. Not even a tiny speck of dust. He just walked away and scattered.
Gone, gone, she can't come back, and she can't go. The world is like this.
"Boom!" Suddenly someone seemed to be thundering in my mind. It was a mess, and all I could think of was the empty sky before, and the only thing I could think of was the purple figure floating down.
He stood still, and the next moment, he suddenly knelt down.
"Boom!" There was a crisp voice. The figure who had been beside him and never left, at this time, also stood up, facing the nightmare that had not been solved for some time, such as the irreducible immortality of the soul under the mist of jade.
He just knelt on the spot, not caring about life, not caring about death, not caring about living, and not caring about separation.
Perhaps, apart from time, the only thing that is eternal and immortal is the love between people.
Such as love, friendship, and family affection.
Wang Meng felt that he seemed to have caught something, but also seemed to have missed something. He held his arms tightly and took a deep breath regardless of the fierce battle.
Behind him, without knowing it, Sixty-nine arrived, and he said from afar: "By the way, brother Wang Meng, have you thought about it?"
Wang Meng was quite depressed and wanted to ask what he had thought about. "What do you mean?"
At this moment, Sixty-Nine spoke, and suddenly seemed to have a philosophical aura. He waved his hand slightly in front and said: "You should know what I want to say. For Zidie'er, if you are alive, you must be alive.
It’s time to make the final attack. If she dies, it’s because she has worked hard for us, and by dying, she has realized her own value.”
Wang Meng was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said from the front: "You said there is still value after death! Bah, after death, there is only a pile of bones, so what is his value? Do you want to go to the sea to feed the fish?
"
Sixty-nine sat upright: "Brother Wang Meng, your current idea is very dangerous. You must know that except for hell, we can go to any place while we are alive. And if we die, except for heaven,
We can go anywhere. Dead or alive, they are just two different forms. We will meet again in another world. As for now, Zi Die'er helps our team move forward and sacrifices for this purpose. You said she is
Not alive!"
Wang Meng was suddenly stunned, and then he laughed sinisterly: "Quack sixty-nine, it seems you have made a big point this time!"
Sixty-Nine waved his hand quickly: "No, my sister watches a lot of TV recently, so let's continue. We will wait until we win the victory to see the final result of Zidie'er's matter."
Wang Meng nodded and glanced ahead. Zi Die'er used his own death to kill all three opponents who besieged him. In addition to the nine people Wang Meng had killed before, only the nine people brought by the old tree withered vines were left.
With five people down, the gap in numbers with Wang Meng's team has narrowed.
But Wang Meng is not happy at all. In his team, because he is a priest, Jueqinggu has a strong body, so his fighting ability is not strong. Now the only ones he can rely on are himself and Liujiu.
Seemingly understanding the reason for the team's current encounter, Sixty-Nine became even calmer. The next moment, he rushed out like a swimming dragon. After reaching the crowd, he immediately attacked and a beam of light fell from the sky.
"Dangdang..."
The sound of metal collision continued, and Sixty-nine looked calm. Although he felt that his opponent seemed a bit difficult to deal with, it was obvious that he did not intend to give up.
Wang Meng suddenly felt that he was deeply inspired, and the next moment he drew his long sword and rushed out. This time Wang Meng also learned the lesson and did not intend to fight head-on with the old tree. This guy is one of the top three players in the level list.
, there is no benefit in fighting oneself forcefully, it is better to hold off the dead vines and take advantage of the opportunity to deal with the opponent.
After making up his mind, Wang Meng was very fast, and his feet kept moving. When he arrived, he immediately hit one of the players. His speed was not slow, and he waved his skills and landed. The whole process went smoothly. It was obvious that Wang Meng had been brewing for a long time.
At the same time, he saw the light quickly reaching in front of him. He raised his hand, and after the skill fell, he shouted: "I want to avenge my brother!"
The long sword in his hand snaked downwards, and he saw a dragon wrapped in sword energy and turned upwards. After a while, the third attack fell and swallowed up the figure in front of him. Wang Meng exclaimed and rushed out quickly. Next,
, several skill packages fell over in an instant.
The player who was attacked obviously did not expect that Wang Meng's target was him, and he was so frightened that he quickly backed away. With his current defense, he would definitely not be able to withstand Wang Meng's attack, so escaping was the best option.
S steps, the feet slide one after another, this player's operation is not weak, but now, as soon as Wang Meng comes, he can no longer avoid it, the whole person can only retreat, and cannot launch an attack at all. For Wang Meng,
Although things are a bit depressing, they are not completely uncertain.
When he took advantage of the operation, he jumped out as soon as he arrived. He jumped out as soon as he arrived. After falling down, he shouted from a distance: "Brother, let's rush out together and kill the opponent."
, that’s enough.”
Wang Meng chased the opponent in front, using the operation to continuously attack, chasing the figure in front. The next moment, the attack in his hand fell, and the attack was launched, and the energy of the rising dragon burst directly rushed towards the player in front.
"Aren't you going to run away? Okay, then I'll take the opportunity to get rid of you."
The violent energy directly impacted the figure in front and was swallowed up in the next moment.
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It turned out to be a double attack. Wang Meng didn't know whether it was his own good luck or the opponent's bad luck, but he was hit so easily. Alas, it was also a double attack.
He once again eliminated an opponent, and at the same time, the attacks of several other players of the opponent also fell on Wang Meng. In the following time, Wang Meng's attacks were as if they were attracted by the golden light. For himself, he could
Taking advantage of the opportunity to deal with your opponent is enough.
In the following time, Wang Meng jumped out and used his maneuvers to rush to the front of the team in three or two steps and solve the opponent, which was undoubtedly the most important thing.
When Wang Meng's attack fell in front of the monster, what he could solve this time was undoubtedly the most important. When his attack was like sadness going upstream, how could it be the people's hearts that flowed down the river?
Three minutes later, the fifth player died.
Ten minutes later, there was only one opponent left on the field, the old tree withered vines.
Wang Meng took a deep breath, his breath was slightly unsteady, and he was struggling to restore his energy and blood with help from a distance. The last old tree withered vines could win anyway, and there were four more people on his side.
The old tree withered vines obviously knew that the crisis was coming, but he did not intend to give up just like that. He quickly used the operation to restore his energy and blood: "Okay, awesome, brother Wang Meng, I didn't expect you to kill four brothers in a row. This
In one game, you really performed well!"
Wang Meng smiled very reservedly. Suddenly he felt that the other party was complimenting me. How could this be okay? I am a low-key and charming man.
"Withered old tree, it's useless to say more. Today's victory can only belong to me." Wang Meng's momentum has completely recovered. Now Zi Die'er's life or death is uncertain. Although he knows that offending the withered old tree is not a wise choice, Wang Meng is not afraid.
.
I will definitely cherish the people who are related to me, but if they bully me, then they can no longer be my friends.
"Then what else is there to say? Come on!" The old tree withered vines shouted loudly, and took out his short stick, attacking directly in the direction of Wang Meng.
At the same time, Wang Meng also rushed out with his people, with high morale. Quickly get rid of the dead vines and old trees, go out early, and find out whether Zi Dieer, who died in the game, will be erased by the system.