Three Sisters Chop Me to Upgrade

A large net covered the two people in the palace.

"Catch it!" a warrior exclaimed.

This group of people is not speaking the lingua franca of the universe, but Yang Xiaofan and Qiao Yong can understand it. It should be the data automatically loaded when entering the game.

"Report to Elder Teng, no other enemies have been found!" A warrior flew back, standing under the magnificent palace and saluting.

The green-clothed old man called Elder Teng dragged the two of them to the palace, and looked at them coldly, "So strangely dressed, they must be spies, and said, how did you come in? What's your intention? Are they the spies of the Haoyue Sect? "

Qiao Yong turned his head to look at Yang Xiaofan, "Brother Cat, this guy is a ten-star warrior. I only have one star. I'll leave it to you."

"One star? What team do you have only one star for? This is obviously for mixed experience! I will kill you and I will do it alone."

"Don't! Brother Cat, I've been studying this copy for a long time, and I promise to solve it quickly!" Qiao Yong was shocked, and he was called ‘Brother’.

"You two guys! This elder is asking you something!" Seeing that the two of them ignored him, Elder Teng was furious, releasing a breath of terror, covering the two of them.

Yang Xiaofan looked at the confident Qiao Yong in surprise, "So confident? What are the disasters in this copy?"

He looked at the dressing of these monks, it should be a warrior civilization, it is impossible to find computer information to understand the situation of the world.

Qiao Yong was afraid that Yang Xiaofan would kill him, and hurriedly contributed everything he knew, "According to the comments of some online players, the main disaster here is the "black account" in the sky."

"I don’t know why. A black tent appeared over the Fengyue Continent, which not only blocked the sun, but also often rained down extremely corrosive black rain. Even a twenty-star warrior could not hold it for a few minutes. However, I have Way to solve it."

Qiao Yong is very proud.

Elder Teng saw the two guys caught chatting fiercely, and completely ignored him, his lungs exploded with anger, and his body trembled.

His dignified elder Feng Leimen, under one person and over ten thousand people, was actually ignored!

"Since you don't say it! Then die!" Elder Teng raised his hand and patted the two.

"stop!"

A misty voice suddenly sounded, and a woman with a high temperament walked out of the palace, her skin was like white snow, and her eyes looked like stars.

In this bleak world, it seemed to be the only light, the cyan hair fell to the waist, the pale green robe was dragged to the ground, the temperament was elegant and noble, mature and stable.

It's just a little skinny, the entire sect of people looks skinny.

"Head!"

A group of warriors quickly bowed and saluted the beautiful woman.

"I said! I said all! He is a traitor! I am willing to surrender to your sect!" Qiao Yong suddenly stood up excitedly, broke through the prison net, knelt in front of the beautiful woman and shouted excitedly.

Yang Xiaofan: "???"

Hasn't this **** seen a beauty?

The beautiful woman kicked Qiao Yong away, "Despicable, don't you know that you are from the fairy world when I am the head? You betrayed your friends, such a person should die, elders, kill!"

Elder Teng had long looked at the wretched boy displeased, raised his hand and patted Qiao Yong.

"Wait!"

Yang Xiaofan spoke, his voice was like water dripping from a clear spring, and the breeze was refreshing, and everyone present did not feel a tremor.

Elder Teng subconsciously obeyed this voice's command.

Everyone looked at Yang Xiaofan.

Yang Xiaofan stood up, with one hand behind him, his voice was like jade, "He is my friend, even if he is unkind, but I can't be unrighteous. If I can't see my friend die like this, people will make mistakes. Give him a chance, even if he is a demon. Can also influence."

Qiao Yong was so moved, he blamed himself so much that he couldn't wait to kneel down and apologize to Yang Xiaofan. He was too brutal...

and many more!

wrong! This is a phonological talent! Can affect the phonology of the mind!

Others are not as knowledgeable as he is, the warriors looked at Yang Xiaofan in admiration,

The female head was even more impressed by Yang Xiaofan's noble character, she bowed her body and bowed slightly, "The fairy is really benevolent and righteous, and the little woman admires it!"

"What kind of benevolence and righteousness, this is the human nature, but in the face of the world, this kind of thing that should be taken for granted has become a luxury."

Yang Xiaofan sighed, a touch of justice, a touch of sigh and helplessness appeared on his handsome face, like a cynical noble knight.

The influence of the phonological talent and the handsome face make people unconsciously convinced.

But Qiao Yong, who really knows the truth, doesn't believe it. He knows Yang Xiaofan too well. He sends forums to cheat money. He kidnapped the ticket a few days ago and has nothing to do with the knight!

Install! Too **** capable of pretending!

The female head admires Yang Xiaofan even more, her voice is gentle, "Little girl Chu Luo, head of Feng Lei door, I see the dress of the fairy, knowing that you are from the fairy world, I want to ask the fairy one thing."

In their civilization, they always thought that cosmic people were immortals, and she had also seen some cosmic creatures before.

Yang Xiaofan smiled, gentle, "There is no fairy. I am a monk just like you. Just call me Young Master. Our side is not the fairy world, just another place to live. If you have any questions, just ask, I will Tell the head of Chu if you know."

When Qiao Yong saw Yang Xiaofan pretending to be, he really wanted to kill him with a slipper, it was too shameless! This guy must have no good intentions.

Chu Luo didn't care if it was the immortal realm. He was full of longing, biting his unhealthy red lips, and asked expectantly: "Excuse me, do you know a man named Feng Wuji? He is my father-in-law, and he soared to the immortal realm a few years ago."

"So I have a husband." Qiao Yong looked disappointed, and suddenly lost interest in her, "Wait! Feng Wuji!"

He exclaimed suddenly, his eyes widening.

Everyone suddenly wanted Qiao Yong to look at him. Listening to his tone, he seemed to know him.

"You know me mate!"

"You know Feng Master!"

"Are you dead!" Yang Xiaofan quickly cut off the air and stopped the voice that hadn't passed.

Qiao Yong was incredible, "The genius Feng Wuji actually went out here! This guy swept across a galaxy in the 30th-level universe of the Ten Thousand Races game, causing a lot of fluctuations."

The "Thirty Layers of Heaven" he referred to refers to the world in the game of the universe.

In the game of the universe, there is a free world where all the races gather and divide different levels of ‘heaven’ according to the realm. Every day is a realm. The higher the realm, the higher the number of "days".

Thirty-three layers of sky correspond to thirty three stars.

"Does the weapon you use by your father-in-law refer to a spear?" Qiao Yong asked.

"Yep!"

Chu Luo, who heard about her husband, was extremely excited, with tears in her eyes, and said urgently: "Can you contact me? Tell him that Fengyu Continent and Fengleimen are in danger and need him to come back and save!"

Others looked at Qiao Yong with great hope, Feng Wuji was like a **** in their presence.

Qiao Yong laughed, "Haha, don't think about it, that guy joined the Immortal Mountain and was given a dozen or so high-level planets. When he was the master of the planet there, there were countless women, so this guy has already broken The place is forgotten."

The faces of everyone changed suddenly.

When Qiao Yong thought of being kicked by this woman just now, he felt very upset, and continued to attack: "It is a public matter that you are enveloped by a crisis. Your father-in-law must have known it a long time ago. You will come back long ago..."

"Shut up!"

Yang Xiaofan yelled coldly and was very angry, "How can you tell this thing...Chu head, don't listen to him nonsense, there are too many people with the same name, maybe it's a coincidence, Qiao Yong, you describe that person again Details and looks."

Qiao Yong was taken aback, why is this kid so kind?

He raised his hand and used Lingqi to draw Feng Wuji's appearance in the air.

Long blue hair, vicissitudes of life, looks very domineering.

When everyone present saw this painting, their faces changed drastically.

This is their former boss, Feng Wuji!

This wretched guy said that the head had already known about Fengyue Continent, but he didn't come back! And there are other women!

"Puff~"

Chu Luo's blood surged, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes went dark, and his body fell soft.

Yang Xiaofan was ready long ago and hugged Chu Luo's willow waist.

"Head!"

Brother Fengleimen saw Chu Luo vomiting blood and shouted in grief, and their hearts were also aching!

The reason why they can hold on to the present is entirely because there is a belief in their hearts that Feng Wuji will come back to rescue them.

This belief collapsed, and a dead thought flashed through my mind.

Chu Luo slowed down, his pale, unhealthy face was full of despair, and the male friend was happy outside, while he and she persisted here and endured the pain.

Belief has been broken, and there is no motivation to live anymore. I will die early and be overwhelmed. I hope that I won’t encounter that guilty man in my next life.

She quickly drew the sword from Yang Xiaofan's waist and wiped it toward her jade neck.

Yang Xiaofan grabbed the blade, and the blood flowed along the blade, dripping on Chu Luo's pale green robe, like a red flower in full bloom.

Qiao Yong was stunned, when did the sword appear on the grandson's waist!

You and he have practiced the God of War technique, and the meteorite can't break the skin, but it was pierced by a rusty broken sword!

The acting is so fake, right?

Chu Luo, who was immersed in despair and sorrow, didn't know at all. Her eyes were red and her tears rolled, "You are going to stop me and let me die!"

Yang Xiaofan looked righteous and awe-inspiring, "I, Yang Xiaofan, will never allow such things to happen in front of me. If you want to die, kill me first."

"Crack~"

He shattered the rusty sword with a handsome action, which made people feel beyond defense.

"Woo~why! Why do you treat me like this! Why do you treat Fengleimen like this!"

Chu Luo rushed into Yang Xiaofan and wept bitterly, and hit Yang Xiaofan **** the chest, "I'm not sorry! You said that after becoming an immortal, come back to pick us up and become an immortal together. In order to make you an immortal, with all the strength of your clan to help you cultivate, why do you do this? To us! Woo~"

Under the black sky, there are ruins, no insects, birds, no plants, creatures, or even a scorpion. Her cry is cold and desolate, and her cries cut through people's hearts like a sharp sword, which makes people feel heartache.

Brother Fengleimen slumped weakly among the ruins, looking at the "black tent" that could not be dissipated in the sky, his face was full of despair.

"Haha, what good has happened, crying so sorrowful, it makes us happy to say it." A voice that looked like a piece of wood floating from a distance.

Hearing this sound, Brother Fengleimen's body shook, and dozens of cultivators quickly stood up.

"Alert! It's Haoyuezong!"

Nearly a hundred monks rushed from a distance, holding rusty weapons, their bodies were filled with a smell of blood, and their faces were greasy.

"Hey, isn't this our loyal Chu head? Why did you run into the arms of other men?" The headed man said with a weird yin and yang.

Chu Luo reacted suddenly and hurriedly walked out of Yang Xiaofan's arms, hiding his sorrow, his expression cold and heavy.

The shadowy man suddenly cursed, "Bitch! You didn't cherish the opportunity I gave you, pretend to be high, and the formation is out of energy, right? See how you fight this time! I must play with you when I catch you, and finally eat it!"

Elder Teng stepped forward, releasing the introverted Linghu on his body, raging into the sky, "Beast! I didn't plan to live today! Brothers, fight it! Huh? Where's my sword?"

He was about to pull out his weapon and stepped forward, but found that the sword at his waist was gone.

"Haha, idiot! Go on! Kill them!"

Both sides are going to kill each other, killing intent soaring to the sky.

"stop!"

A shout sounded, and everyone stopped unconsciously when they heard the sound and looked in the direction of the sound.

"What can't you say well? Why don't you have to fight and kill? Killing can't solve the problem." Righteousness radiated from Yang Xiaofan.

"Stupid." Haoyue Zongzong advocated that Zhao waved his weapon again and killed Chu Luo.

Hey, the translation of these two words is quite artistic.

Conflict broke out between the two sides, and the rusty weapons in their hands collided.

There were twice as many people at the Haoyue Sect than Feng Lei Sect, but the monks of Haoyue Sect obviously couldn't let go, and cherished their strength very much.

However, the monk at Feng Lei Sect had no faith in'Feng Wuji', fighting with the determination to die, and regardless of energy consumption, he would instead beat the slain Haoyuezong back.

Yang Xiaofan looked at Qiao Yong who was hiding behind, and walked over and asked, "What's going on here? Since the birth of a star warrior, it proves that there was a lot of spirits here before, so why don't you even notice them now?"

Qiao Yong hid behind the abandoned stone and shrank his head, very wretched, "It was corroded by the rain from the'black tent' in the sky. According to netizens, there were viruses in this mainland at the beginning of the Judgment Day, but all were dropped. The acid rain is gone, and Lingqi is not surprised."

"Look at the weapons of these people. They are all rusty, without their spirits and food. Guess how they live?"

Yang Xiaofan was shocked and looked at Haoyuezong who was full of blood, "Could it be..."

"Yes, it's cannibalism."

Qiao Yong's voice became serious and serious, "This Feng Lei Sect may not have such a situation, it can be seen by their skinny and unhealthy appearance, but cannibalism is all over the continent, and those with low cultivation bases are dead. There are not many people."

Yang Xiaofan looked at the taskbar unconsciously.

The tasks inside are the same as the last one, there are still three, but this time may not be able to be completed perfectly. I don't know that there are no 100,000 people left in the entire continent.

Suddenly, Yang Xiaofan saw something and disappeared in place with a swish.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of Chu Luo, a knife pierced his body, blood was flowing.

Chu Luo was dull.

Haoyue Zongzong advocated that Zhao was stunned, how did this guy appear? Also, why was his knife out of control just now? It's obviously a hack, why did it become a thorn?

"Go! Go!" Yang Xiaofan's voice was sad, holding the **** one with one hand, and pushing Chu Luo away with the other.

Qiao Yong, who was behind him, covered his face speechlessly, the drama was on the line again, and it was shameless.

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