Chapter 019 The seriously injured ancient god

After approaching, Nie Fan and the madman found that the person sitting on the ground against the tree trunk and covered with leaves seemed to be really dead.

Nie Fan frowned, called out the fire sword, and walked towards the man.

The man leaning against the tree trunk did not move. Looking at the scene, the man seemed to be killed and threw his body into the wilderness, casually covering the effect of some leaves.

"Brother Fan, wait!" The madman suddenly stopped Nie Fan.

"What?" Nie Fan stopped and turned around and asked.

"I'll do it. My gun is longer." With that, the madman stepped forward and slowly leaned the long gun in his hand towards the man.

There was no imagined change. The madman swept away the leaves on the man's face with a long gun, and then the man's face appeared. A Chinese character face was clear and heroic, and his eyebrows were inserted into his temples like a sword.

"I wiped my doll, and I turned out to be a handsome man." The madman sighed.

Seeing that this person was not dangerous, the madman had no worries. He took two steps forward and bent down to search for something good about this man.

And at the moment when the madman bent down, Nie Fan saw the finger of the man sitting on the ground move.

"Be careful!" Nie Fan quickly reminded him and took a step forward to pull the madman back.

At the same time, the man sitting on the ground suddenly coughed and coughed violently. The man was really alive, gasping and opening his eyes, but it seemed that he was too tired, he closed his eyes again, just gasping.

Nie Fan and the madman looked at each other, and both of them saw doubts in each other's eyes.

"Young people." Just when Nie Fan and the madman didn't know what to do, the man sitting on the ground suddenly said, "Don't be afraid, are you adventurers from the alien world?"

"That's right." Nie Fan took a step forward and replied.

"Who are you?" The madman asked.

"I am the ancient god, and I have been hunted down to this point." After taking a few breaths, the man said, "But don't worry. The person who chased me is not nearby, and I won't live long."

"Ancient God?"

The madman and Nie Fan were shocked at the same time that they could meet the ancient gods here?

"Yes, during the ancient war between gods and demons, because of the rebellion, our protoism colluded with the demon clan, cooperated with the demon clan, and wiped out our divine clan. Even the temple above the nine-fly was shamelessly taken away by the demon clan and changed its name to the demon temple." After a pause, the man continued, "And I am one of the gods who narrowly escaped in the last and most fierce battle between gods and demons."

Nie Fan and the madman were all stunned, which was a little incredible.

"But we are not afraid of death, so we choose to escape!" The man suddenly raised his voice and made a sound. "But we know that the glory of the Protoss must be regained again!" We must not die at the hands of those despicable and hateful demons!"

"What do you want to say?" The madman asked.

"Young people." The man raised his eyelids and looked at the madman and asked, "Are you satisfied with the long gun in your hand?"

The madman became excited and immediately said, "Unsatisfied! The level of this gun is too low to take advantage of it at all!"

After hearing this, the man smiled and said, "Are you satisfied with your career?"

The madman thought for a moment and replied, "The profession is okay. I just like to play with guns."

Nie Fan whispered to the madman, "Stupid, you, you should say you are not satisfied. Maybe he will give you a hidden profession!"

"Ah?" The madman was shocked and stared at Nie Fan, as if asking: Is that true?

At this time, the man on the ground said again, "You don't know that the paladin is actually a good gun!"

"Holy Knight? Hidden occupation? The madman was immediately excited. He didn't expect to be really hit by Nie Fan.

"In your human opinion, yes." The man replied.

The madman was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

Before the madman could figure out what to say, the man said, "I'm about to die now. It's also a kind of fate to meet you two young alien adventurers before you die."

After a pause, the man said, "You adventurers from the alien world are warriors who will help us wash away their shame and regain the light in the future. They are the saviors of gods and heroes of heaven and earth. Now I will do my best to help you two, and I have not die in vain."

The madman was quite excited and said for a long time, "Don't worry, we are born to be evil nemesis and the embodiment of justice. In the future, if we have the ability, we will definitely help your god clan kill all the demon monsters and regain the glory that belongs to the gods!"

And Nie Fan seems to be very calm. After all, he is now the basic professional swordsman of the sword fairy. He is also a person who has seen some scenes and will not be too excited for a little verbal promise.

"To be speaking, you like guns, and I also like guns, which is also predestined between you and me." As the man spoke, he raised his right hand, and then a silver gun with a whole body with silver light and more than ten feet long flashed on his palm. The gun body and the head of the gun were the color of the gun, all shining with silver light, a silvery scene.

The madman's eyes immediately straightened, and he couldn't look at the gun anymore.

"This gun has followed me for thousands of years, killing countless demons and great achievements. Now I'm going to die, but it can't die with me..."

When the man said this, the silver gun in his hand trembled, as if he was crying angrily and seemed to shout powerlessly.

The man looked at the silver gun, sighed deeply, then held it in his arms, closed his eyes, and said to himself, "Yinlong, if you have a chance, help me avenge."

After saying that, the man's hand stroked the gun body gently, which was strange to say that with the man's hand, the silver gun immediately stopped trembling, and the silver light was gradually weakening.

After touching it back and forth several times, the silver gun completely lost its previous sharpness, and the silver light disappeared and turned into a very ordinary silver gun.

However, it is very ordinary, but it is more sharp than just now. Looking at it alone, this silver long gun is definitely comparable to Nie Fan's open fire sword.

"You and I are predestined, and I will give you a gun." The man stopped talking nonsense and threw the gun directly at the madman.

The madman was stunned at first, and then quickly took it with both hands, and the cold iron gun in his hand had long been thrown back into the package by him.

Looking at the silver gun in his hand, the madman's eyes seemed to be locked, and his expression was almost obsessed.

"You." The man looked at Nie Fan, smiled and asked, "Is the sword in your hand a fire sword?"

Nie Fan was stunned and a little surprised.

"Can you tell me where you came from?" The man looked at Nie Fan and asked.

"It was given by a woman." Nie Fan replied briefly.

"Is her name Rowling?" The man said amazing words again.

"Yes, I have also met a red-haired man named 'Mingyang', and he is kind to me." Nie Fan said truthfully.

"Ha ha, it's really the two of them." The man laughed, and there was a sincere emotion in his smile, like talking about an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.