With the last eight minutes left before the end of the competition mission, Mo Ziwei is now seriously injured and has lost his strength a lot. If the Seven Poisons Group wants to defend the throne of the first place, they can only rely on Ji Qiu.

However, Mo Ziwei did not believe in Ji Qiu's strength. Although he is the third brother of the Seven Poison Group and is also very strong, he will always lose his chains at critical moments and is careless, so he may not be able to take on the heavy responsibility.

When they arrived at the center of the sand castle, the last sand wall had been opened. Based on the traces, it can be inferred that the method used by the other party was very violent and would not delay a minute or a second.

Ji Qiu was also very hesitant, what if there was a trap inside?

At this moment, Mo Ziwei walked directly into the treasure room, without any hesitation.

After tasting the evil consequences once, he will never taste them again. The feeling of being so painful that life is worse than death has been deeply imprinted in his heart and cannot be forgotten.

"Mo Ziwei, your injury has not healed yet, don't be impulsive, observe it first..."

"If you're afraid, then shut up."

"I don't bother to pay attention to you, hurry up and die!"

"Do you think you can become the deputy team of the Seven Poisons Group if I die?"

"My ambition is not only so small."

"I know, otherwise you wouldn't stand by when the original Spider died, right?"

Ji Qiu remained silent. This matter has always been his heart disease, so why did he always bring it up?

The Seven Poison Group has rules in their work, and teammates cannot help unless they encounter a life-and-death crisis.

Because of the constraints of the rules, the original Spider was unable to save it in time, which indirectly caused his death.

Ji Qiu rarely uses spider octagonal spear. Every time he uses it, he will think of the person who has passed away. He feels more guilt than self-blame, and self-blame is more regretful. Unfortunately, it is too late.

He would have already caused such a result, and he would not abide by the rules of the Seven Poisons. Although his elder sister values ​​love and righteousness, she is also cold and cruel.

I almost forgot that snakes are cold-blooded animals.

The gold, silver and jewelry in front of him no longer had any attraction to Mo Ziwei. He just wanted to find the person lurking in the dark.

It is certain that Fu Hao and his group must be here, and there is only one way out. They cannot disappear out of thin air and hide and wait for the rabbit? Or, they need someone to help find the real treasure? This is also a good plan.

In the summoning space, Mo Ziwei took out the prop knife. He had no superpowers, no weapons, and no powerful props. All he could rely on was his own strength.

Xiao Yiyang suddenly admired Mo Ziwei. He could enter the top ten of his personal rankings with his own strength alone. It was really hidden.

One thing worth pondering is that if he had not had the help of the thorny gun, could he still be the strongest? I'm afraid that the Red Flames would have been taken away by Xie Zherui long ago and would not have been dragged until now.

Mo Ziwei took every step carefully. He had the information to identify the authenticity of the treasure, so he could never have an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Suddenly, a dart attacked him, getting bigger and bigger, and he endured it head-on and had to die.

Xun bent down, and Mo Ziwei successfully dodged the attack. Unexpectedly, the dart Xun moved his direction and attacked again. It seemed that the enemy had already locked his target.

Could it be Fu Hao and his gang?

Mo Ziwei no longer calls Fu Hao a senior. This is the game world, and everything in reality has become irrelevant.

After evading for several rounds, the darts continued to stop and refused to let him go.

Frowning, Mo Ziwei didn't want to continue escaping, so he went up, held the hilt of the knife in his left hand, and blocked the dart that had hit him with force.

If you fight head-on, who is afraid of whom!

There are few people in the game world who can compare to Mo Ziwei. The most powerful thing that the system strengthens him is his physical strength. Although it is violent, it is also practical.

After about a stalemate, the dart stopped spinning and fell to the ground.

Mo Ziwei was about to pick up the darts on the ground, and several darts flew towards him. He had no choice but to retreat frequently until he had no choice but to retreat.

Clenched his fists, he turned around and glared at the people watching the fun, and shouted: "Ji Qiu, why don't you come here to help?"

Ji Qiu covered his ears with a confused look on his face, "I can't hear, I can't hear..."

True, is it intentional revenge?

Mo Ziwei turned over and avoided a dart, blocked a dart with a knife, and raised his leg and kicked a dart away... He almost used up his strength, but there were still many darts.

With a knife, a slash of pain came from the arm, the wound was torn, blood overflowed, and the clothes were dyed red.

Ji Qiu still had no intention of helping. The rules set by the Seven Poisons cannot be easily violated. Anyway, Mo Ziwei is still alive and not so easy to die.

Covering the wound on his shoulder, Mo Ziwei summoned the space to take out all the knives, and then threw them at the attacking darts one by one.

Unable to withstand the powerful power of the darts, all the knife disappeared, and these ordinary props were completely scrapped.

The more painful the wound, Mo Ziwei would have been, and if he had not been venomous to snakes and had his arms eroded by insect killing, he would have been able to get rid of these darts long ago, and would not have been subjected to Ji Qiu's cold eyes.

"space!" Summoning space, Xiao Yiyang took out the fanged spear.

For the sake of the overall situation in the future, he must help Mo Ziwei solve the current trouble.

Originally, a beautiful silver gun was now covered with sand and looked dirty. Xiao Yiyang was a little disgusted with his weapons.

"Bang bang bang!" Several shots were shot in succession, and all the darts were hit and landed.

Xiao Yiyang was already so awesome before he stepped into the treasure room. It can be seen that his strength can indeed be called the strongest.

The second time he was rescued by him, Mo Ziwei felt very uncomfortable. The debt of favors became heavier and heavier, far beyond his reward range.

It seems that Xie Zherui must be killed. Only in this way can we solve the crisis that Xiao Yiyang is facing now, and the two of them will no longer owe each other.

Thinking of this, Mo Ziwei had made up his mind to set Xie Zherui as one of the targets of the Seven Poisons Group.

However, Xiao Yiyang didn't know anything now. It was very simple to really want Mo Ziwei to help, just give up the one who gave up the competition mission.

"Fu Hao, I know it's you, hurry up and stop playing hide-and-seek with you. It's really boring, boring and childish!"

The darts attacking him should be their weapon, suitable for sneak attacks, but unfortunately, in front of Xiao Yiyang's sharp-fanged gun, there was just a pile of scrap iron.

"Hahaha... Except for you, players in the game industry almost forget me."

The voice came from above, and Mo Ziwei looked up and saw a dart falling from below.

Has it been!

"space!" Summoning the space, Mo Ziwei took out the teleportation gem and then quickly escaped.

"It's time for this. Are you still thinking about killing me to silence me?"

"I can't kill you, but it's very simple to torture you."

The three people jumped off the golden pillar above, and it turned out that they were hiding in that place. No wonder they could attack unexpectedly so that they would not be seen.

When I saw Fu Hao again, Mo Zi and Wei Xin had a lot of feelings. The idol he once admired was now close to me. If it weren't for a hostile relationship, I really didn't want to fight.

When Mo Zi and Wei Chao and Fu Hao attacked, he actually showed mercy.

Fu Hao easily avoided this attack and gave the person next to him a look, meaning that he didn't have to show mercy, and it didn't matter even if he was killed.

Understanding the boss's meaning, Jian Che took out the shadow dart from his waist and threw it at Mo Ziwei. There is no need for precision. The dart can be automatically positioned, which is also one of the benefits of assassination weapons.

(End of this chapter)

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