PS: It has been six days since the last time I applied for the contract, probably I have no chance again! I feel a little depressed and can't lift myself up! I'm powerless to break out! Everyone should understand it first! After slowly recovering my feelings, I will find an opportunity to break out! In addition, I still ask for votes and collect them. I hope that I can also live up to signing a contract when I have 300,000 words! Book group: 25849210

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The fat man stared at the team applying floating in front of him, thought for a full ten seconds in a complicated way, but finally chose to "not accept"! With a painful lesson, the fat man didn't want to repeat the same mistakes, not to mention that this time he was in front of Mengying Piaomiao, and he didn't want to be ridiculed and insulted again no matter how he did.

"What's wrong!" Feng Xuepiaoling looked at the fat man in confusion.

"Nothing, I don't like to team up with others!"

"Yo! Who do he thinks he is? He dominates the world!"

"I think even if you dominate the world, you don't have such a big style, right?"

The fat man's concocted rhetoric immediately aroused extreme dissatisfaction between the "Shushan Flying Heroes" and the "Sheep-herding Lion". If it weren't for the sake of his two sisters, they would have turned against each other now!

Fireworks looked at the two guys' singing and reunion in contempt, and thought to himself: "I really don't know how to live or die. If I get angry with him, I guess you can't even see how he used to shoot! Oh! No, a mage, a Taoist priest, and two young warriors who don't know how to fight. If he suddenly takes action at his speed, I can't stop it at all!" With his thoughts, Fireworks took a step forward indifferently, seemingly blocking the fat man's face.

Meng Ying Piaomiao was even more unable to understand the fat man's actions. Along the way, she had already noticed the fat man's little movement that he thought was hiding, and she had also realized that the fat man might have fallen in love with him. However, since that is the case, why would he refuse to form a team? Is it to attract his own attention or have other difficulties?

"What am I thinking about?" Meng Ying Piaomiao hurriedly shook her head and threw these complicated thoughts behind her.

Seeing that the fat man was unwilling to form a team, Feng Xuepiaoling was embarrassed to force him. Anyway, it just did not affect the completion of the promotion task?

Following a dark avenue, the six people gradually walked towards the depths of the valley. There were zombies and skeletons wandering everywhere, which looked like a dead land from a distance, without any anger.

The blood-red sky sometimes passes through purple thunder. The cracked earth, the lava from hell is burning in boiling.

"Bang!" A solid ball of flame flew over with rolling lava and hit the ground in front of him. Suddenly, sparks splashed everywhere, and a fire pit the size of a washbasin was melted.

"Ah!" The fat man who was in a state that could be killed at any time for a long time was particularly sensitive to various sneak attacks. As early as the fireball flew over, he quickly moved two steps. But even so, the fat man was still banged by a small Mars, and the damage of -12 points made him very depressed.

Feng Xue Piaoling looked at the fat man with more confusion and said, "It's a level 35 hell-destroying demon, with an average attack power! Don't be so nervous!"

"Don't you be nervous? That's you!" The fat man looked at the lava rolling on the ground, and then looked at his health. He felt a cry in his heart: "It turns out that he is still an egg shell that can be broken when touched! Look at this attack power, as long as he gets one, his health will be at least half of it!"

The fat man was also secretly helpless. He could dodge his physical attacks with excellent footwork, but what if he met a magician? He could only rely on the "Battle of the White Horse" body technique to rescue him. If he couldn't get the initiative, then he should run away quickly! Being covered by a large-scale magic, no matter how exquisite his footwork was, he could not escape the fate of being killed instantly.

"Hulala! Hulala!" The fireball attack just now was like an attack signal. In the blink of an eye, dozens of destruction demons surrounded him far away. These destruction demons are the lowest-level monsters in hell. Their bodies are red in the hell lava. The single sword in their hands can fire some simple fire magic to give them the ability to strike at a long range. A single hell destruction is not difficult to deal with, but these guys always rushed to the front. At least ten or hundreds, and once they are entangled, they will never die. It is really difficult to deal with and is also one of the most annoying monsters players hate.

The wind and snow drifted, and the staff was gently lifted, and the light blue halo was covered with all over the body. Just as they were about to chant a large-scale attack magic to dispel these hell demons, fireworks shouted like cheering, and rushed into the group of monsters with a large axe that was absolutely disproportionate to their height. The giant axe flew like chopping melons and vegetables. In a moment, a large area was cut down. The ancients said: The courage of ten thousand men is nothing more than this!

The fat man originally wanted to help, but when he saw this formation, he took back his leg that had already stepped out. Judging from the level of the Hell Demon, the fat man needed at least three to four swords to solve one without practical skills. It was too far from the ultimate kill of the fireworks, and it was just a burden to go up.

The wind and snow drifted away the magic that was preparing to gather in his hands. Mengying looked sideways, while the flying heroes of Shushan and the lion who were grazing the sheep were already stunned.

The axe technique used by fireworks is the "Twenty-Nine Axes of Wind Chasing" passed down by their Ouyang family. Because in the game, both strength and speed are much stronger than in reality, the power of this axe technique is naturally more powerful than that of reality. As the axe shadow rotates, it seems like a whirlwind is hanging on the ground. A red halo is attached to the white axe blade, and it is whirlwind gently in the fireworks hand and it seems to depict an exquisite picture in the air.

Compared with this exquisite axe technique, the fat man found that the seven sword techniques he had practiced hard could not reach the table at all. Killing and killing monsters was OK. Once he encountered a master like Fireworks, he would probably not be able to go on for two rounds. Only then did he realize how lucky he could win Miyamoto Musashi. This is also why Miyamoto Musashi had been resentful of that battle for many years.

Feng Xuepiaoling and others were deeply attracted by the wonderful figures of Fireworks, not only them. Even the players who saw this scene were shocked by Fireworks and stopped involuntarily.

I don’t know how long it took, but the number of hell demons around the fireworks had gathered hundreds of them from dozens at the beginning. There were some more advanced corpse armored beasts and zombies, densely packed around her like an iron barrel.

When the wind and snow fell to the point, he secretly said, "No!" He hurriedly lifted his staff, but was stopped by Mengying Piaomiao on the side with a smile: "This way, she will be difficult for her, and she will not be the eighth master in the world!"
Chapter completed!