Chapter 032 Deep Mountain Cave

The grimace is fing, arrogant and cold, with a bloody knife in hand, killing the world, achieving the reputation of the uncrowned king of Changheng in a game.

According to statistics, in the top ten gangs in the last game, the leader of each gang was assassinated by the blood-killing alliance, and each leader was killed at least once. Some were Chang Heng's personal action, and some were his one hundred and eight generals. There are countless other players who have been assassinated.

The base head forged the reputation of killing the world with blood, and also made him the public enemy of the whole nation. Until the dissolution of the Blood Killing League, he fought against the top ten gangs and fought against all players until his body disappeared strangely after the last laugh and never appeared in the game again.

Where the grimace comes, don't retreat. As pointed out by the blood knife, don't bow your head, saying that blood kills the world, that is, Chang Heng.

The man in front of him dressed exactly the same as the previous Chang Heng. If it is different, he does not have the blood-colored sword like flowing blood for the time being.

Blood killing the world stared at Chang Heng for a long time. It was not until Ye Changsheng coughed repeatedly that he leaned down slightly and bowed: "Thank you for your low-key help. It's just, why do I think you are so familiar?"

The hoarse voice is the same as Chang Heng pretended to be hoarse before, and there is no difference.

Chang Heng frowned. He had never heard this voice. He was by no means one of the one hundred and eight generals. But at this time, he didn't ask much and bowed slightly: "Maybe it's because I saw the pictures released by the kings of the gods, so I feel familiar."

Blood killed the world and nodded, slowly stood up, looked around, and said, "Since all the people who should come have come, there is no need to wait if they don't come. Let's go."

Ye Changsheng checked the number of players, showed a dissatisfied look on his face, and muttered, "With such a few people, what did the original 100 singles and eight generals do? One by one, they died without conscience, and the red apricot came out of the wall in a small matter.

He killed the world and looked at Ye Changsheng indifferently: "Changsheng, stop it, let's go." Turn around and walk first.

Taking "blood killing the world" as the first, blood killed more than a dozen people in the alliance, seven or eight people in the Changsheng Hall, together with Chang Heng, a total of less than 30 people, and went to a place at the same time.

Gradually drifted away and gradually entered a mountain range. These mountains, steep and continuous, are all above ten thousand feet, towering into the clouds, and all kinds of barbarian beasts pass by from time to time.

These barbarian beasts include mountain-sized giant bears, fierce birds with wingspan that can cover the world, and poisonous insects that are only the size of baby's fists that make many horrible barbarians retreat.

Chang Heng frowned and didn't understand where they were going. The more dangerous it is, the more dangerous it is. Their group of people can be said to be the top strength among the players, but when they casually meet a beast, they have to start detouring.

On the way, they and Chang Heng talked and laughed, and did not hide their appreciation for Chang Heng - that is, they and the gods and the gods and generals of the temples are only half a catty or two, and it depends on the performance on the spot, not to mention hanging everyone, including the king of the gods, back. Even with the help of bone charms, not everyone can do it.

Chang Heng responded carefully and did not dare to show some details they were familiar with. In fact, it's not that they can't recognize it now. After all, Chang Heng was prepared for a rainy day and wore a mask from the beginning. Even if they were Chang Heng's best friends, they didn't know all the personal information.

And they think the same as others. They think that if Chang Heng enters the game, if he chooses the witch clan, he will definitely choose the Dijiang clan or the Tianwu clan. These two are the races that are good at assassination. No one would have thought that Zhu Rong is the one who has always chosen to kill the world with the blood of civilization. Mr.

Blood killing has been secretly observing Chang Heng, which seems to be a little suspicious of Chang Heng. Chang Heng doesn't know whether he is really killing the world with blood or because of something else.

Ye Changsheng came over and said to Chang Heng, "When you get to the place, your task is to block the hole and prevent others from coming in. Once we succeed, your benefits are indispensable. Ye Changsheng, you know that word of mouth is the best.

It seems that they still don't trust me, but they just make a death at the last minute. Chang Heng thought of looking sideways at Ye Changsheng and looking so straight. It was not until Ye Changsheng's face began to be unnatural that he said, "When did I promise to help you?"

The difference in Ye Changsheng's face: "You followed, didn't you just promise to help?"

A splash burst on Ye Changsheng's face, and Ye Changsheng fell out with a scream and fell into a bush. The little turtle, who had just been named Chang Sheng by Chang Heng, lay on Chang Heng's shoulder and spewed out a few mouthfuls of water. From time to time, he looked at Ye Changsheng.

Ye Changsheng's face was covered with water stains and looked at the little turtle with hatred, "Grandma, he was actually knocked down by a bastard." Before he finished speaking, his eyes lit up, "Is it Xuanwu?"

Hearing Ye Changsheng's words, all players, including Blood Killing the World, looked at the little turtle Changsheng at the same time.

"Master is a great turtle, and his name is Chang Sheng." Chang Sheng, a little turtle, stood on Chang Heng's shoulder and said solemnly in a slightly tender voice.

"Puff"

"Haha"

The surrounding players suddenly burst into a burst of laughter, and then covered their mouths in Chang Heng's boo, but they also trembled all over and their faces turned red.

"Long life? Do you dare to call this name? Hearing the words of the little turtle, Ye Changsheng's mouth was crooked.

"It's Changsheng, the Changsheng General's Changsheng, not the immortality, you can hear it clearly. If you dare to say something wrong, the great turtle will hit you with a water bomb. The little turtle looked at Ye Changsheng with slanting eyes.

"Can you speak human language?" Chang Heng looked at the little turtle in surprise. He also gave the little turtle a name casually with the idea of disgusting Ye Changsheng, but he didn't expect that the little turtle remembered it.

Little Turtle did not accept Chang Heng at first, but later found that he was lonely and reluctantly accepted Chang Heng. But Chang Heng didn't know that he could speak.

"You can't speak human words." Chang Shengli also ignored Chang Heng. He took out a spiritual stone and clicked and gnawed it.

Ye Changsheng rubbed his hands and looked at Chang Heng with bright eyes: "Say, this bastard, no, how much is this turtle?"

Looking at Chang Sheng's eyes, Ye Changsheng quickly changed his name. His face was full of smiles, just like a strange Shu Li who wanted to take a little girl to see the goldfish.

Chang Heng looked at Changsheng. Changsheng still ate the spirit stone indifferently, but Chang Heng found that Changsheng's body trembled slightly. Although the tremor was very small, and although the hard tortoise shell almost blocked all these tremors, Chang Heng felt the fear in it.

"If you want, you can ** it. If it wants to go with you, I don't want a penny. Taking a deep breath, Chang Heng said to Ye Changsheng.

"Really?" Ye Changsheng's eyes were brighter.

Next, Ye Changsheng began to ** Changsheng. From the empty mouth and white teeth promising all kinds of spiritual stones, to finally find a female turtle for Chang Sheng, saying that his mouth is dry and his tongue is dry. Chang Sheng's only reaction to him is to eat the spirit stone.

"You turtle, you are too out of the way. It's a waste of your feelings." Finally, Ye Changsheng said angrily.

Gradually, the group began to be careful. Even Ye Changsheng ended his chatter and looked nervous.

"World, is this news accurate?" Ye Changsheng asked in a low voice.

"If there is, it is accurate, if it is not, it is not." Blood killed the world and answered coldly. Ye Changsheng didn't care, but he couldn't help frowning**.

In front of us is a mountain, and the peaks rise straight to the sky. Halfway up the mountain, there is a hole ten feet in size.

The hole is covered by thick vines, and there are several small trees outside. If you don't come close, you don't know there is a cave here.

The hole is slippery, covered with moss, and several clear footprints on it show that someone has been here.

The goal of killing the world with blood is in this hole. When they came to the mouth of the cave, a group of people stopped cautiously.

Blood killing came out and went silently into the cave. Before long, a whistle was sent, indicating that there was no danger.

The group walked in in turn, and Chang Heng fell to the end. They stayed outside the cave and did not go in.

Ye Changsheng nodded and made a reassuring gesture to Chang Heng. In fact, basically no one will come to this barren mountain, and what Chang Heng did was just to intercept the barbarian beasts that broke in by mistake, or make a warning when he was defeated.

Ye Changsheng also doesn't trust Chang Heng. After all, for them, this is just a new player. The reason why I brought him here is to test him. If nothing has changed, he can make friends with Chang Heng.

Chang Heng sat alone outside the cave, gently stroked Changsheng, and his heart fluctuated.

Once upon a time, I was alone, smiling proudly in the world, with a group of brothers around me, beautiful women in my arms, and I galloped in the country.

A artifact blood-drinking crazy knife, defeating the world's heroes, killing the top ten domestic gangs are lonely and silent, killing foreign masters talk about blood color change, achieving the reputation of the first person in the world, although many people are scolding.

But in the end, everything turned out to be just a beautiful dream. No matter how beautiful the dream is, everything becomes empty when you wake up.

Since the collapse of the blood-drinking knife, there is no legend of blood killing the world in the world. Chang Heng also became a member of the silent public and began a nine-to-five life until he kicked open the manager's office.

"Rong the world, happy enmity, it seems that I should still be in the game. However, since the blood-drinking knife is gone, blood killing the world should not appear again. Touching the Xuantie long gun, Chang Heng said silently in his heart. When Chang Heng held a gun and did not challenge the top ten gangs with his skills, everyone knew that what he was best at killing the world was shooting.

"From today on, blood killing the world has become the past. Whoever wants to do it, let him do it." His eyes were slightly closed, and tears rolled down from the corners of Chang Heng's eyes. The former brother was close to him, talking and laughing, but he dared not meet each other.

Whose fault is it all? Is it her? Is it yourself? Or someone else?

It doesn't matter who is wrong. What matters is that he was killed by himself.

Chang Sheng grabbed Chang Heng's ear with a claw and tried to climb to his face. His small pink tongue licked Chang Heng's tears.

"Maybe this time, you are the only one to accompany me." Holding Chang Sheng in his hands, Chang Heng said silently.

"Ah"

A scream suddenly came from the cave, and Chang Heng suddenly stood up.