Mythological Native Species

All the people who conspired against Feng Linye thought that Feng Linye was far away on the other side of the galaxy and was hanging out with Princess Aoneng. It was called an interview.

As for the avatar, someone had already turned on the monitoring to prevent Feng Linhen from using this hand.

But they obviously didn't know that Feng Linye was not only his real body.

And by the method of change, he was hidden in the crowd and sat in the auditorium.

"Yunlang is overcast."

"There are too many women. Even with Wang Yu's help, the screening is not strict enough. There are many people with ulterior motives mixed in." At this time, Feng Linxuan stood outside the bureau and saw it thoroughly.

Those special viruses that are enough to infect powerful practitioners will never be just simple viruses.

They are often a curse, or a powerful parasite.

Even if it was secret, it couldn't hide from Feng Lin's eyes.

"Do you want to make trouble in this way and disrupt Yunlang's plan?" The first thought that popped into Feng Linxen's mind was this.

Then quickly denied.

Because he is very clear that the goal of those who are behind the trouble has never been Yunlang, but him.

Yunlang is just passive, a target pushed to the foreground.

"And Yunlang is not a decent gentleman. If he tries to entangle him in this way, he will only be ridiculed by him, and he will not even have a small resistance."

"So, the person who is secretly tricking, the final target must be me."

"Combining my current relationship with Yunlang and the rumors from the outside world. It's rare to put the blame on me? Wouldn't it be too simple?" Feng Linwan frowned.

Then he reacted: "No! It's not easy!"

"Or... the intention is not simple. The more extensive the plan is, the more it needs to be simple and unpretentious. Because too many 'turns' will cause damage, and if it is not direct enough, it is very likely that the plan will be halfway through. Birth and miscarriage.”

Feng Linwen took a deep breath.

To break through, it's easy.

He only needs to show up in person to show that he and Yunlang have no rift.

Just doing this is equivalent to hitting mosquitoes with a star destroyer, which is too wasteful.

Feng Linwen took great pains to change from light to dark, in order to find out who was behind the scenes... at least the surface planners and executors, and then sweep away with thunderous momentum, in order to deter those with ulterior motives and gain breathing time.

If it is exposed just for this, it is not good...

"Can you push the boat with the current and decide what to do?" Feng Linxun weighed again.

This time, the unconnected cooperation between him and Yunlang was a stroke of genius.

But don't count on this chance every time.

And Yunlang's acting skills... are actually very average, and his mouth is a bit leaky.

Therefore, although Feng Linxen secretly communicated with Li Zhishu, he did not greet Yunlang.

Now Yunlang thought that Feng Linye was in a faraway place, accompanying Princess Aoneng in a romantic relationship.

"So...it's good, but it doesn't work. Moreover, the current Yunlang is also standing on the cusp of the storm. There must be more people who want to see him unlucky than people who want to see me unlucky. At this time, further sublimation Contradictions are inappropriate." Feng Linxun denied some bold ideas.

He's not a very gambler.

Many times it seems that the choice of gambling, there are only two reasons.

Or it's actually a win.

Or... there are no more options to go.

Thinking of this, Feng Linwen contacted Li Zhishu.

Three days later!

The final battle begins.

Together with Yunlang, there are eleven people in total, lying on eleven huge beds made of special crystals.

And above the sky, there is a huge virtual flying chessboard floating.

Yunlang held a sensor in his hand, and then spread his voice throughout the square.

"Now is the last game. Although it is said that there are no restrictions and no rules, but... I have thought about it carefully, and it can't be completely without fun."

"So I changed the whole game a little bit." He took out a little finger and made a small gesture.

"This is a special game of flying chess, there are hundreds of thousands of squares in total, and behind each square, there are different choices hidden. And no matter who, no matter which step they take, they must move the instructions behind the square. Execution, those who cannot execute... are eliminated! There are... those who cannot complete the task are eliminated! In the end, they are exhausted and choose to walk out of the bed... eliminated." Three consecutive eliminations, Yun Lang said decisively, inexplicably there is still Some majestic and mighty momentum.

Those who didn't know, thought he was making a very serious oath.

"Then, I'll start first." Yun Lang waved his hand after saying that.

In the sky, two huge dice appeared.

The dice shook and finally rolled out of ten.

The avatar representing Yunlang jumped ten times before entering a square.

The content behind the block appears.

"Please communicate with Miss Balrog for up to three hours with her full firepower on. You must let Miss Balrog disarm and spray magma once."

Whether it was the audience at the scene, the audience outside the venue, or the audience on the other end of the network, they all gasped.

Such a task... Yunlang... You are a wolf.

The Balrog is a **** race, and it was born in magma. The core temperature of an ordinary adult Balrog can be as high as thousands of degrees Celsius.

Without restraining his racial talent, piercing his chest and abdomen with a spear is simply testing his own melting point.

In the three-hour battle, there are still goals that must be completed.

This indeed raises the difficulty again.

Yun Lang was not afraid, but quietly opened his space bag and took out a divine whip with golden barbs.

Immediately, someone with sharp eyes saw its origin.

"The mutated golden thorns of Beamon... This is a mythical kind of natural tyrannical flesh, if it is it, it is no problem to fight against the Balrog."

Miss Flame Demon is hot and moving. Of course, the flame energy that overflows from the joints of the body is equally hot.

Yunlang laughed wildly and rushed towards Miss Flame Demon.

The two rolled into a ball, and in an instant, sparks were scattered, and the drums of war thundered.

The challenger who followed the clouds and waves looked a little ugly.

But he still shook his palm~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Six!

Representing his avatar took six steps.

The content is opened.

"The mutated ooze has great shaping ability and can transform into any beauty you want... The only disadvantage is probably that she or its body is extremely corrosive."

"Please understand and sublimate your relationship through seven different postures, and bring Miss Ooze back to her original shape."

This is a challenge that is definitely not weaker than Miss Balrog.

The spectators were all excited.

The challenger took a deep breath, and his whole body turned silver, like a person made of mercury.

Then he rushed towards the ooze monster without hesitation.

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