This time, the invisible knife seemed to be broken, and even the new king was cut straight into two pieces in his incredible eyes, and immediately disappeared into the world.

The blood spilled on the Great Wall again, trying to splash on the faces of the girls behind him, but was wiped out by Lu Cheng.

This abnormal movement that attracted everyone's attention finally brought the prelude to it.

"We won?"

"We won!"

"We won hahahahaha!"

Under the city wall, the surviving players cheered and celebrated the survivors of the disaster. It seemed that they had long forgotten that this was in the game and could be reborn after death.

Whether men or women, men or women, they all try their best to embrace each other, or they turn their silent eyes to the elemental snow that is still going on.

But I didn't know that at this time, there were tiny raindrops mixed in the elemental light particles, as if the heaven and earth were crying for the dying people, and felt sorry.

"Old man!"

"How are you, this old man?! Old man!"

In the world,

The shouts of Gabali, Weina and others rang out. The protective cover that had originally surrounded the middle man retreated, but only the phantom was still standing there, with a confused face.

"Where is this?! I. I am still trapped in the hijacking room, but who summoned my consciousness?!"

"How far is this?! Why can't I even use any strength?"

"Wait, it's you who hates you, puff!!!"

Lu Cheng's silent sword cut off the guy summoned by Satania, the summoner, and turned his head to look at the four girls behind him and was speechless again.

To be honest, he doesn't know whether it's good or bad.

Perhaps after tonight, their physical and mental breakthroughs will be no smaller than themselves in some way.

But he always felt that this was not what they should have experienced

"It made the people around you sad again."

Lu Cheng smiled bitterly, squatted down, and smuggled Harry with everyone. His thoughts might be more helpful, but based on the current limit of this body.

Resist the life of the dying person.

The battle will eventually end, and the fall of the curtain is victory, joy, and sorrow.

I sat up in a daze during the dying illness, and the squatting was tens of thousands of days in the middle of the night. I was a night walker.
Chapter completed!