Wen Zhixian swore: "Xiao Lanlan, I really don't mean to pull you into the water!"

Xiao Lan: "Then why didn't he even let me go!"

Wen Zhixian thought about it for a while, and felt a little guilty: "Da, probably... I think you are my hidden helper..."

Xiao Lan: "Isn't this still being dragged into the water by you?!!"

The three jumped around under the pursuit of artillery.

Feng Sheng tried to counterattack with a sniper rifle while taking advantage of the artillery fire, but at such a distance, even if he used special bullets, the lethality and accuracy had been greatly reduced, and it was difficult to cause any influence to the opponent. harm.

"Tsk." Feng Sheng frowned, put away his sniper rifle, and concentrated on running.

Suddenly, out of the corner of Xiao Lan's vision, the guy chasing behind put away the RPG and replaced it with a larger rocket launcher.

If the size of this bazooka is the size of an average person, even if it can be carried, it will have a big obstacle when moving.

The man behind him is as tall as a mountain. Generally speaking, people who are good at long-range attacks rarely have such a physique, but at this moment, the combination of the two is like a moving fortress.

What's more, this mobile fortress runs very fast.

Xiao Lan poked Wen Zhixian, who was running and vomited: "He's changed his weapon, take a look."

Wen Zhixian looked the same, and almost vomited: "Fuck! This...it's going to kill people!!!! Run!!!!"

Xiao Lan asked, "Why does he have so many cannonballs? It's hard to get an item of this kind of attack power?!"

Wen Zhixian said, "Damn, these old guys have already made a lot of money in order to kill me!"

Xiao Lan kept walking: "I'll tie you up and throw you over there!!"

Wen Zhixian screamed: "Don't—"

Before Xiao Lan could think about how to break the game, a stronger explosion than before had exploded behind them.

"boom"

The sound of the explosion was deafening, slamming the entire corridor violently, shattering the solid walls and floor, and countless fragments flying.

Xiao Lan turned out a shield to resist, but this time the explosion was unexpectedly powerful.

He felt a huge impact that was hard to resist, and in an instant the whole person was blown away. The extremely high temperature flames mixed with the fragments of the cannonball slammed towards him, occupying Xiao Lan's entire field of vision.

Xiao Lan tilted her head, hoping to minimize damage in this wave of explosions.

Unexpectedly, heard the system prompt:

"[The Emperor's New Clothes Version 2.0] has been immune to this injury for you, thank you for your support for our products, and wish you a happy life"

The item that he never worked on actually triggered the damage immunity effect this time!

You must know that this thing claims to have a 20% chance of being immune to damage, but when it is placed on Xiao Lan, it seems like it doesn't exist. Even if he was about to be hammered to death in the training ground, it was never activated. He was about to think that [The Emperor's New Clothes 2.0] only had the function of styling customization.

Xiao Lan rolled on the ground and stood up unscathed.

It seems that he is not so bad luck.

probably……

Xiao Lan looked in the direction of Wen Zhixian and Feng Sheng again, but what he saw was a large area of ​​bright red.

Feng Sheng pressed Wen Zhixian down and used his body to block the impact of the violent explosion for him.

Now his back is blood red, his spine has been broken, the fragments of bones and flesh and blood are mixed together, and the exposed internal organs can be vaguely seen.

With such an injury, even a player...

"Cough..." Feng Sheng coughed out a mouthful of blood, which stained the ground red.

He looked at Wen Zhixian, "Axian, run...bye bye..."

With that said, Feng Sheng lost his strength in an instant, and the body supported only by the strength of his arms fell directly, pressing down on Wen Zhixian.

His eyes have not been closed, but his eyes have frozen.

"Goodbye..." Wen Zhixian looked at him.

Xiao Lan was about to step forward to help, but in the next instant Wen Zhixian pulled Feng Sheng's body away from him without hesitation, and quickly got up.

"Xiao Lanlan, hurry up." Wen Zhixian beckoned to Xiao Lan, and ran away without looking back, never taking another look at Feng Sheng's broken body.

He didn't seem to be sad or reluctant at all, and he couldn't see the tacit friendship between the two before.

Xiao Lan was startled by this strange behavior.

But the heavy footsteps behind him approached again, and Xiao Lan quickly continued to run before she could think about it.

The previous artillery fire smashed a large hole in the hull, losing the blocking of the hull, and the fog from the outside poured in through the gap, dyeing the vision white.

Such fog just became the cover for the two, making it difficult for the pursuers to grasp their whereabouts.

The distance between the two sides widened further and further, and soon they could no longer hear the heavy footsteps behind them.

After running for a while, after confirming the safety of the surroundings, Wen Zhixian finally couldn't hold it anymore, he sat on the ground and panted heavily: "Oh... I can't do it anymore, I'm a magical boy who is really not suitable for long-distance running. Physical exercise."

Xiao Lan also stopped and looked at Wen Zhixian quietly.

After seeing the strange behavior of the other party, a little vigilance rose in his heart.

This guy...isn't he the type who is good at selling teammates?

Wen Zhixian met Xiao Lan's eyes and instantly understood what he was thinking.

Wen Zhixian gasped and said, "Huh... Xiao Lanlan... Don't get me wrong, A Sheng is... created by my skills, as long as I don't die, I can take the time to revive him, let's say goodbye... It really means we'll see you later."

Xiao Lan raised her eyebrows: "Skill?"

Feng Sheng seemed to have an independent mind, and he didn't look like he was being manipulated at all.

Especially when he complained about Wen Zhixian, he was always merciless.

Wen Zhixian nodded: "When I was young...because my parents were very busy, I could only be alone. From a very young age, I fantasized about A Sheng to play with me. Later, I entered the game and acquired skills that could Create a friend to come out to help, the first thing I think of is Ah Sheng."

As he said that, he also showed Xiao Lan his skills to prove that he was not lying.

【Name: Secret Skill · Friends from Nothing】

[Ability: Create a friend out of thin air and become your faithful assistant. The size of the friend is the same as the creator, but with independent thinking ability, the combat power of the friend will increase with the skill level (lv.4)]

【Explanation: You are no longer a lonely single dog】

Xiao Lan: "..."

It's such a lonely-sounding skill.

But this also explains Wen Zhixian's previous behavior.

He had no nostalgia for Feng Sheng's body because he knew that as long as he didn't die, he could revive the other party. Perhaps this was not the first time between them that he ran so skillfully.

Wen Zhixian smiled: "Did it startle you?"

Xiao Lan smiled casually: "I almost really thought about tying you up and sending you there."

Wen Zhixian's smile froze: "..."

It turns out that he showed a wave of saucy operations on the death line?

He was about to say something to ease the embarrassment, but saw a small white bug crawling over his feet.

Wen Zhixian slapped the little bug to death, and his face changed greatly: "Crap, this is a tracking prop!"

Heavy footsteps sounded again, this time, not far away.

The two looked at each other, Wen Zhixian was out of physical strength now, and he had lost Feng Sheng, and it would be difficult to run away if he ran further.

Might as well... get rid of the source of the danger.

Xiao Lan looked around and found the sign of the freezer not far away.

He pointed to the freezer: "How about where to solve it? There should be a lot of things in it that can block the line of sight, and the space is limited, so he can't bomb with himself, right?"

Once they can get close, they will not be so passive.

Wen Zhixian nodded, and the two hid in the freezer together.

There is a deep space in the freezer, and there are a lot of goods, which can be used as a bunker. Even if the other party bombs at the door, it can block it. The temperature of the freezer is very low, but for advanced players, it will not have much impact.

In order to further affect the other party's vision, Xiao Lan also destroyed the light switch.

Xiao Lan asked: "That guy is someone you know, do you know anything about him, and does he have any weaknesses?"

Wen Zhixian thought for a while: "His name is Huang Xiaowu, he likes meat but not vegetables, so he is often constipated."

Xiao Lan: "..."

Forget it, let's throw this guy out.

The desire to survive saved Wen Zhixian, and he hurriedly said: "Although he is stronger than the average long-range body, his physique is still not as good as close combat."

Xiao Lan nodded and continued to ask, "What do you usually use to fight?"

Wen Zhixian showed off the ring engraved with the magic circle on his hand: "Magic boy, of course he uses magic. Generally, I use wind and ice elements."

The two waited in the dark.

Soon.

"boom"

The strong explosion directly blew the door of the freezer, and the tall figure walking against the light walked into the freezer.

"Zhi Xian, are you here?" he said sternly, "I know you are here, and Uncle Huang is watching you enter the game, why don't you come out at the end of our relationship? How about it?"

Through the dim light at the door, Xiao Lan saw Wen Zhixian make a mouth shape of "Are you sick".

Huang Xiaowu was searching in the freezer while trying to provoke Wen Zhixian: "Xiangliu is a country built by uncles, but it's not a toy for children. I think Lao Wen also drinks too much, and he is messed up all day. Come."

The frozen library was quiet and did not respond.

Xiao Lan and Wen Zhixian just paid attention to his position and slowly adjusted their hiding place.

Huang Xiaowu searched for a while, but still couldn't find Wen Zhixian, he finally became impatient: "Little brat, are you fucking trying to waste my time?!"

Huang Xiaowu squeezed the barrel in his hand, but he didn't want to blow himself up in such a closed environment.

He switched weapons in his hand and began bombarding various obstacles in the freezer with a smaller barrel.

Artillery fire and all kinds of debris are flying together, and the things that affect his vision are constantly decreasing.

Taking advantage of the noise, the two quickly approached behind Huang Xiaowu.

Xiao Lan and Wen Zhixian exchanged glances, and in the next instant, two figures flashed out.

A magic circle lit up on the ring in Wen Zhixian's hand.

A gust of wind suddenly rose from the freezer, whipping up debris on the ground and obscuring Huang Xiaowu's sight.

Xiao Lan took the opportunity to wave the [Bone of Rebellion] and slammed it into the opponent's head.

"Ding"

The stick hit the hard barrel.

Huang Xiaowu showed a grim smile: "Finally out, little brats."

It turned out that his impatience just now was all disguised, and the purpose was to reveal an empty door to lure Xiao Lan and the two to attack him.

In an instant, he turned his gun to face Xiao Lan, obviously already prepared.

Xiao Lan also guarded against his move, turned his body to avoid it, and swept it out again.

At the same time, Wen Zhixian's three wind blades also quickly attacked the gap exposed by Huang Xiaowu.

Huang Xiaowu retreated abruptly, and escaped the attack range at a speed that did not match his body shape like Roshan.

In a short period of time, the distance between the two sides was widened.

He hehe smiled: "It's still too tender."

Having said that, Huang Xiaowu quickly raised the barrel and pointed it in the direction of Xiao Lan and the two of them: "Goodbye, little brats."

With a click, he pulled the trigger on the barrel.

However, the barrel was silent and did not respond.

A hint of consternation flashed across Huang Xiaowu's face, the barrel is a prop produced by the game, and there is no possibility of quality problems.

So...that's what the two guys on the opposite side did.

He looked opposite.

Xiao Lan held a long stick in his hand, but Wen Zhixian's hand was vaguely covered with a layer of frost.

Huang Xiaowu touched his gun barrel, and sure enough, he touched ice slag on one of them.

Wen Zhixian, this little brat, didn't know when his gun barrel froze to death!

Probably, the moment he was attracted by Xiao Lan when they just fought.

Xiao Lan smiled at him: "Although you have a stubble face, you are still too tender."

Wen Zhixian also laughed: "Dad said before, Uncle Huang is a man with too much heart but not enough thinking. If you think about it carefully, you won't be used as a gunman by those old guys."

Huang Xiaowu was a little angry: "You guys!"

But he is not stupid, he understands that he can't use it in such an environment, and he intends to rush out after a slight movement of his footsteps.

Before he could move, Wen Zhixian on the opposite side raised his hand, and there seemed to be some light flashing from his fingertips.

In an instant, a huge, thick wall of ice blocked his way.

Wen Zhixian smiled: "Don't Uncle Huang stay and play?"

Huang Xiaowu frowned, realizing that the other party had already seen through his purpose.

The weapon appeared in his hands again.

This time it was a machine gun. In such a closed environment, he still didn't dare to use that powerful barrel. He was here to seek more benefits, but he didn't want to take his own life.

The firepower suddenly poured out towards the two people in front.

Xiao Lan nimbly shuttled through bullets, moving lightly and quickly.

Wen Zhixian couldn't do such a coquettish move, so he rushed to the bunker to avoid it, but secretly manipulated the ice crystal to wrap around Huang Xiaowu's leg.

Huang Xiaowu's movements suddenly staggered.

Xiao Lan took the opportunity to get close again and swung the stick towards his head.

Huang Xiaowu also reacted very quickly, raising his machine gun to try to block.

But it's just a fake.

While the opponent was blocking, Xiao Lan ruthlessly kicked him on the knee, knocking him to the ground.

Then a stick smashed Huang Xiaowu's body as heavy as a mountain of flesh and flew out.

With a bang, Huang Xiaowu suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood as his heavy body slammed into the wall.

Although he looked tall and strong, he was actually a long ranger. Even if he was stronger than a normal ranger, his physical strength was not as strong as a pure melee combat like Xiao Lan.

After receiving a violent blow from Xiao Lan, he felt that his body was about to fall apart.

Damn, did those who play melee combat grow up on feed?

All of them are as powerful as prehistoric beasts.

"Hehe..." Huang Xiaowu gasped and propped up his body.

He realized the difficulty of these two cubs, and once he lost the advantages of distance and weapons, he was obviously at a disadvantage.

This time, it was really a loss.

Huang Xiaowu's eyes were dark, and he took out the powerful cannon barrel that he had used when chasing the three.

After this blow, who survives depends on luck.

But, if he doesn't, he will be the one who will die here today.

Huang Xiaowu is preparing to fight against the odds and gamble on his own life.

A hand was on top of his head.

The strength of that hand was very light, but Huang Xiaowu's heart sank. He raised his head and saw Wen Zhixian's smiling face.

Wen Zhixian still had a smile on his lips, but his eyes were filled with a bottomless, deep murderous intent. He looked extremely cold, completely different from the relaxed feeling he usually gave people.

This is the last picture in Huang Xiaowu's vision.

In the next instant, he had turned into an ice sculpture.

From the outside to the inside, from the skin, bones to muscles and blood, all congealed into ice in an instant.

Then, countless wind blades swept in, smashing the ice sculpture into pieces.

Wen Zhixian clapped the ice chips on his hands and said softly, "Goodbye, Uncle Huang."

After that, Wen Zhixian walked up to Xiao Lan and extended his hand to him: "Thank you this time, I can't handle him alone."

Xiao Lan patted his hand: "You're welcome, you helped me in the beginning, otherwise I wouldn't know anything about this game field."

Wen Zhixian didn't like to freeze his butt, so he sat directly on the ground: "Can you watch me? I want to build A Sheng, but I need to do my best in the process, and I can't take into account the external situation."

Xiao Lan nodded in agreement.

After a while, he saw a figure slowly appear.

From the outline to the details, the figure became complete little by little, and the appearance of Feng Sheng gradually appeared.

At the same time, Wen Zhixian's forehead was sweating, obviously such a construction was not easy for him.

Finally, Feng Sheng's figure appeared again.

Wen Zhixian said, "Meet again, A Sheng."

Feng Sheng nodded: "It's hard work, Ah Xian."

Wen Zhixian's eyes were dark, and he showed a dangerous smile: "A Sheng, now it's our turn to teach the old guys a lesson."

Feng Sheng did not cooperate: "Axian, the scene you are imagining in your mind is slightly second."

Wen Zhixian: "..."

Xiao Lan, who watched the whole process, said that it was really annoying to have a friend who could see all of his secondary school fantasies.

What human being has not imagined scenarios that would be embarrassing to say?