Wen Zhixian swears: "Xiao Lanlan, I really don't mean to pull you into the water!"
Xiao Lan: "Then why doesn't he even let me go!"
Wen Zhixian thought about it for a while, and said, "Oh, maybe... I think you are my hidden helper..."
Xiao Lan: "Isn't this still being dragged into the water by you?!!!"
The three men jumped under the chase of artillery.
Feng Sheng took advantage of the gap between the artillery fire and tried to counterattack with a sniper rifle, but at this distance, even if he used special bullets, his lethality and accuracy had been greatly reduced, and it was difficult to cause any impact on the opponent. harm.
"Tsk." Feng Sheng frowned and put away the sniper rifle, focusing on running away.
Suddenly, Xiao Lan's Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the guy chasing behind putting away the RPG and replacing 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, there will be great obstacles when moving.
The man behind him is as tall as a mountain. Generally speaking, few people who are good at long-range attacks have such a physique, but at this moment the combination of the two is like a moving fortress.
What's more, this mobile fortress is still running very fast.
Xiao Lan poked Wen Zhixian, who was about to vomit, "He has changed his weapon, look at it."
Wen Zhixian saw the same, and almost really vomited: "Fuck! This... will really kill people!!! Run away!!!"
Xiao Lan asked: "Why does he have so many shells? It's hard to get such offensive power props?!"
Wen Zhixian said: "Damn, these old guys have already paid a lot of money in order to kill me!"
Xiao Lan kept walking: "I'll tie you up and throw it away!!"
Wen Zhixian screamed: "Don't—"
Before Xiao Lan thought about how to break the game, an even stronger explosion had exploded behind them.
"boom-"
The sound of the explosion was deafening, violently impacting the entire corridor, the solid walls and floors were shattered, and countless fragments splashed.
Xiao Lan turned into a shield to resist, but this time the explosion was unexpectedly powerful.
He felt an overwhelming force of impact that could not be resisted, and instantly the whole person was lifted out. The extremely hot flames mixed with the fragments of the shells rushed towards him, occupying all of Xiao Lan's field of vision.
Xiao Lan tilted her head, hoping to minimize the damage in this wave of explosions.
Unexpectedly, I heard the system prompt:
"[The Emperor's New Clothes Version 2.0] has protected you from this injury, thank you for your support to our products, and wish you a happy life"
The props that he had never done before actually triggered the damage immunity effect this time!
You have to know that this thing claims to have a 20% probability of damage immunity, but it seems like it doesn't exist on Xiao Lan, even if he is about to be hammered to death in the training ground, he has not been activated. He almost thought that in fact, [Emperor's New Clothes 2.0 Version] only has the function of style customization.
Xiao Lan rolled on the ground and stood up unharmed.
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 below and used his body to block the impact of the violent explosion.
Now his back is blood-red, his spine has been broken, and the fragments of bones and flesh and blood are mixed together, and the exposed internal organs can be vaguely seen.
This kind of injury, even the player...
"Cough..." Feng Sheng coughed out a big mouthful of blood, which stained the ground red.
He looked at Wen Zhixian, "Axian, run...bye..."
With that, Feng Sheng lost his strength in an instant, and his body supported only by the strength of his arms fell directly onto Wen Zhixian's body.
His eyes have not closed yet, but the expression in his eyes has frozen.
"Goodbye..." Wen Zhixian looked at him.
Xiao Lan was about to step forward to help, but when she saw the next instant Wen Zhixian pulled Feng Sheng's body away without hesitation, and quickly got up.
"Little Lanlan, hurry up." Wen Zhixian beckoned to Xiao Lan, and ran away without looking back, never looking at Feng Sheng's broken body again.
He didn't seem to be sad or reluctant at all, and couldn't see the tacit friendship between the two before.
Xiao Lan was taken aback by this weird behavior.
But the heavy footsteps behind him approached again, and before he could think about it, Xiao Lan quickly continued running forward.
The previous artillery fire smashed the hull out of a large hole and lost the hull's obstruction. The fog from the outside poured in through this gap, and the vision became white.
This fog happened to be a cover for the two of them, making it difficult for the pursuers to grasp their whereabouts.
The distance between the two sides was getting wider and wider, and soon they could not hear the heavy footsteps behind them.
After running for a while, after confirming the safety of the surroundings, Wen Zhixian finally couldn't carry it. He sat on the ground, panting, "Oh... sports."
Xiao Lan also stopped and looked at Wen Zhixian quietly.
After seeing the other party's strange behavior, he felt a little alert in his heart.
This guy... Isn't he the type who is good at selling teammates
When Wen Zhixian met Xiao Lan's eyes, he instantly understood his thoughts.
Wen Zhixian panted and said, "Huh... Xiaolanlan... Don't get me wrong, Ah Sheng is... My skills are produced. As long as I am not dead, I can spend time to resurrect him. We say goodbye... it really is. It means to see you later."
Xiao Lan raised her eyebrows: "Skills?"
Feng Sheng seemed to have independent thinking, and he didn't seem to be manipulated at all.
Especially when he complains about Wen Zhixian, he has always been merciless.
Wen Zhixian nodded: "When I was young... Because my parents were very busy, I could only stay alone often. From a very young age, I imagined that A Sheng would come to play with me. Later I entered the game and the skills I gained could create A friend came out to help, the first thing I thought of was Ashen."
He also showed Xiao Lan his skills to prove that he was not lying.
【Name: Secret Skills·Friends of Nothingness】
[Ability: Create a friend out of thin air and become your loyal assistant. The body shape of the friend is the same as that of the creator, but with independent thinking ability, the combat power of the friend will increase with the skill level (lv.4)]
[Note: You are no longer a lonely single dog]
Xiao Lan: "..."
What a skill that sounds so lonely.
But this also explains Wen Zhixian's previous behavior.
He has no nostalgia for Feng Sheng's corpse because he knows that as long as he is not dead, he can resurrect the other person. Perhaps this is not the first time this happened between them, so he can run so skillfully.
Wen Zhixian smiled: "Did it scare you?"
Xiao Lan smiled easygoing: "I almost really thought about tying you up and sending it over."
Wen Zhixian's smile froze: "..."
Did you show off a wave of show operations on the death line
He was about to say something to ease his embarrassment, but saw a white bug crawling over his feet.
Wen Zhixian slapped the bug to death, his face changed drastically: "Oh, this is a tracking item!"
The heavy footsteps sounded again, this time, not far away.
The two looked at each other. Now Wen Zhixian's physical strength is exhausted, and he has also lost Feng Sheng. It may be difficult to run away again.
It's better to... solve the source of 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 that can block the line of sight, and the space is limited, he can't even blow it up with himself, right?"
Once they can get close, they won't be so passive.
Wen Zhixian nodded, and the two hid into the freezer together.
The freezer has a deep space and a lot of cargo, all of which can be used as a shelter, even if the opponent 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 opponent's vision, Xiao Lan also destroyed the light switch.
Xiao Lan asked, "That guy is someone you know, what do you know 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 often has constipation."
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 not as good as melee combat."
Xiao Lan nodded and continued to ask, "What do you usually use to fight?"
Wen Zhixian showed the ring with the magic circle carved on his hand: "Magic boy, of course, I use magic. Generally, I use wind and ice."
The two waited in the dark.
Not long.
"boom-"
The strong explosion directly blasted the door of the freezer, and the tall figure against the light walked into the freezer.
"Zhixian, are you there?" he said violently, "I know you are here. Uncle Huang also watched you enter the game, so at the end, you can come out quickly based on our friendship. How about it?"
With the faint light at the door, Xiao Lan saw Wen Zhixian make a mouth shape "Are you sick".
Huang Xiaowu was searching in the freezer while trying to provoke Wen Zhixian: "Sang Liu is a country that was beaten by his uncles. It is not a toy for children. I think Lao Wen also drank too much and messed up all day. Come."
The cold room was quiet and there was no response.
Xiao Lan and Wen Zhixian just paid attention to his position, slowly adjusting their hiding place.
Huang Xiaowu searched for a while, but still didn't find Wen Zhixian. He finally got impatient: "Boy, you want to waste my time, right?!"
Huang Xiaowu squeezed the cannon 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 started bombing various obstacles in the freezer with a smaller barrel.
The artillery fire and all kinds of debris flew together, and the things that affected his vision were declining.
Taking advantage of the noise, the two quickly approached Huang Xiaowu's back.
Xiao Lan and Wen Zhixian exchanged glances, and in the next instant, two figures flashed out quickly.
A magic circle lit up on the ring in Wen Zhixian's hand.
A gust of wind suddenly rose from the freezer, lifting up debris on the ground, and also obstructing Huang Xiaowu's vision.
Xiao Lan took the opportunity to wave [Bone of Rebellion], and slammed into the opponent's head.
"Ding-"
The stick hit the hard barrel.
Huang Xiaowu showed a grim smile: "It's finally out, boys."
It turns out that his impatience just now was in disguise, and the purpose was to expose the empty door to lure Xiao Lan and the two to attack him.
In an instant, he turned his gun to face Xiao Lan, obviously he was prepared.
Xiao Lan also guarded against his move, twisting her body to avoid it, and swept it out again with a stick.
At the same time, Wen Zhixian's three wind blades swiftly attacked the gap exposed by Huang Xiaowu.
Huang Xiaowu retreated abruptly, and got out of the attack range at a speed that did not match the size of a Roshan.
In a short time, the distance between the two parties was opened.
He smiled: "It's still too tender."
With that said, Huang Xiaowu quickly raised the barrel and pointed it in the direction of Xiao Lan and the two: "Goodbye, boys."
With a click, he pulled the trigger of the barrel.
However, the barrel did not respond quietly.
A hint of astonishment flashed across Huang Xiaowu's face. The barrel is a game-produced item, and there is no possibility of quality problems.
So... what the two guys opposite did.
He looked across.
Xiao Lan held a long stick in her hand, but Wen Zhixian's hand was vaguely covered with a layer of frost.
Huang Xiaowu touched his cannon barrel, and as expected, he felt ice slag on one section of it.
Wen Zhixian, this little bastard doesn't know when his barrel froze to death!
Probably, it was the moment he was attracted by Xiao Lan when he first met.
Xiao Lan smiled at him: "Although you have a stubble face, you are still too tender."
Wen Zhixian also laughed: "Dad said before that Uncle Huang is just too big, but not thinking enough. If you think about it carefully, you won't be used as a gun by those old guys."
Huang Xiaowu was a little angry: "You guys!"
But he wasn't stupid either. He knew that he couldn't use it in such an environment, and he planned to rush out with a slight movement.
Before he could move, Wen Zhixian on the opposite side raised his hand, and there seemed to be some light flashing through his fingertips.
In an instant, a huge thick ice wall blocked his way.
Wen Zhixian smiled: "Uncle Huang won't stay and play?"
Huang Xiaowu frowned, realizing that the other party had seen through his purpose.
The weapon appeared in his hand again.
This time it was a machine gun. In such a closed environment, he still dared not use that powerful barrel. He was here to seek more benefits, but he didn't want to take his own life.
Fire suddenly poured out toward the two people in front.
Xiao Lan shuttled through the bullets flexibly, moving lightly and quickly.
Wen Zhixian couldn't perform such an overly coquettish position. He jumped directly into the bunker to escape, but secretly manipulated the ice crystal to wrap Huang Xiaowu's legs.
Huang Xiaowu's movements suddenly staggered.
Xiao Lan took the opportunity to get close again and waved the stick at his head.
Huang Xiaowu also reacted extremely quickly, raising his machine gun to try to block it.
But this is just a fake action.
While the opponent was blocking, Xiao Lan violently kicked him to his knee joint and directly kicked the person to the ground.
Then a stick knocked Huang Xiaowu's heavy body like a meat mountain away.
With a "boom", Huang Xiaowu's heavy body hit the wall, and Huang Xiaowu suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.
Although he looks tall and strong, he is actually a long range. Even if he is stronger than a normal ranged body, his physical strength is not as strong as Xiao Lan's pure melee combat.
After receiving a violent blow from Xiao Lan, he felt that his body was about to fall apart.
Damn those who play melee, all grew up eating feed
One by one, the powerful ones are the same as the prehistoric behemoths.
"Hehe..." Huang Xiaowu panted and propped up his body.
He realized the difficulty of these two little boys, but 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 gloomy, and he took out the powerful barrel he had used when chasing the three of them before.
After this blow, whoever survives depends on luck.
But if you don't do this, it must be him who will die here today.
Huang Xiaowu is preparing to fight back and bet on his own vitality.
A hand was pressed on the 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's mouth was still smiling, but his eyes were full of deep murderous intent. He looked extremely cold, completely different from the relaxed feeling he usually gave.
This is the last picture in Huang Xiaowu's vision.
In the next instant he had become an ice sculpture.
From the outside to the inside, from skin bones to muscles and blood all condense into ice in an instant.
Then, countless wind blades swept over, smashing the ice sculpture into a piece of debris.
Wen Zhixian patted his hands on the icicles, and said softly: "Goodbye, Uncle Huang."
After that, Wen Zhixian walked to Xiao Lan and stretched out a hand to him: "Thank you this time, I can't handle him alone."
Xiao Lan patted his hand: "You are welcome, you also helped me at first, otherwise I don't know anything about this game field."
Wen Zhixian didn't dislike freezing his ass, and directly sat on the ground: "Can you guard me? I want to build Asheng out, but in the process I need to go all out and cannot take into account the external situation."
Xiao Lan nodded in agreement.
After a while, he saw a figure slowly appearing.
From the outline to the details, the figure became complete little by little, and gradually appeared Feng Sheng's appearance.
At the same time, Wen Zhixian's forehead was sweating, and it was obvious that such a construction was not easy for him.
Finally, Feng Sheng's figure appeared again.
Wen Zhixian said, "Meet again, Asheng."
Feng Sheng nodded: "Thanks for your hard work, Ah Xian."
Wen Zhixian's eyes were dim, and a dangerous smile appeared: "A Sheng, now it's our turn to teach the old guys."
Feng Sheng didn't cooperate: "Axian, the scene you are imagining in your mind is slightly in the middle."
Wen Zhixian: "..."
Xiao Lan, who had been watching the whole process, said that it was really annoying to have a little partner who could see all her second-year illusions.
May I ask, which human being has never imagined some scenes that would be embarrassing to say