Chapter 256 God-like Woman

"Come on! Come on! Come and kill me! Bad bitch!"

"I'm standing here. I'll kill you. Will you come or not? If you don't come, my brother will leave!"

"Come on, don't linger. If you kill me today, you will win. If you can't kill me, just come down!"

Zhiyu Chang's heart ignored the noise of the crowd around him. He waved his sleeves, raised his eyebrows, and his phoenix eyes flowed. He looked at the world's red lips lightly: "If I do it, you are proud of the world, kneel down and sign the contract! Do you dare?"

He was proud of the world and was angry. Just as he was about to agree, the corner of his clothes was suddenly pulled. Looking back, he saw Shi Tai looking at him with a worried face. He was proud of the world and took a breath to calm down. He patted Shi Tai on the shoulder and whispered, "My personal honor and disgrace are small. If she really has the ability to keep a long heart, she will not follow her proudly. You will suffer."

Shi Tai said anxiously, "What about the sponsor?"

Looking at the world, he sneered and said, "That group of short-sighted idiots, even if I sign the contract today and the Zhu Yi Dynasty develops in the future, they will also force us to sign it. It's no different. Now I'll make a bet with her!"

Proudly, he turned to Shitai and said loudly, "What if you lose?"

Zhiyu said indifferently, "I won't lose."

"Oh!" He arrogantly stared at the world and said, "You can't say that. Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case. What if you lose?"

"If I lose, I will quit the Legend of the Flood!" Zhiyu's long-hearted words are still domineering, like Wu Zetian, and a little like Lin Qingxia's oriental invincible feeling.

"Good!" He clapped his hands proudly and said, "In that case, I will agree. As long as you can kill them, I will kneel down and sign the contract!"

Zhiyu Changxin whispered to Xia Fange next to him, "Sanskrit, you let those people go first." Xia Fange knelt on the ground and did not move. After hearing the words of Zhiyu Changxin, he slowly stood up and said a blessing, "Yes, Empress."

The group of people who were previously controlled by Xia Fan Ge with a pipa have been fixed and unable to move except at night. Xia Fan Ge gently plucked two strings. These players immediately fell to the ground, covered their hands and feet and shouted numb. It's no wonder that they have been fixed for so long. After these people were released, they immediately scolded. There were three-character scriptures, grass, mud and horses, and more people joined the army of teasing. They stood there and pointed to Zhiyu and shouted, "Come on, kill me. Let's see how much you can kill today!" Tens of thousands of players at the scene were shouting, and their voices were chaotic, but the same thing was that they were all excited, as if they had beaten chicken blood.

With so many people, even if they stand still and cut the long heart of Zhiyu, they will cut their hands softly, not to mention that there are many masters among them. How can they be killed in a flash, unless she is the god in the game.

Zhiyu Changxin heard the noise under the stage and raised his eyebrows. When the three-character scripture pointed to her and scolded, Zhiyu Changxin was even more angry and scolded, "Bold!" The voice was clear and loud, like a phoenix singing, crossing everyone's heartstrings and rising from the heart.

Zhiyu's long heart stared, an inexplicable, but extremely majestic, extremely strong momentum rose from the body, and said word by word, "You ants, dare to offend me. Today, I, give you a death!"

The players under the stage were all stunned, and then laughed and pointed to Zhi Yu Changxin and said, "Hahaha, is this woman crazy? Do you really think she is the emperor? Do you think whoever wants to die will die?

"Haha, return the original? Are you confused about playing games? He also pretended to be a literary look.

The presidents of major guilds also look at each other in con't's face. But at this moment, the happiest player to laugh, an elderly man with a beard and a middle-aged man with a copper axe in his hand, suddenly stopped laughing. His eyes rolled over, and his whole body seemed to be as soft as if there were no bones, motionless.

"This..." The players around him suddenly silenced and stared at the bearded uncle who fell to the ground to see if he was acting again.

When Xuanyuan Xiongba saw the man fall to the ground, his brain exploded. His whole body seemed to be hit by a huge hammer. He took three steps back in a row and turned his head to look at the world. His face was also pale and his forehead was sweating coldly.

The middle-aged bearded uncle fell straight to the ground like a fuse, which caused a huge change. From around him, the large players were like a wave of the sea, silent, and as if there were ghosts who asked for their lives. They fell to the ground one by one and turned into corpses. In just a few seconds, tens of thousands of None of the players fell down without making a sound, and even some people still maintained the expression of laughing at that time before they died.

Outside the wide Dongcheng Gate, there was a dead silence and no sound. Even the wild boar hummed in the field did not scream, as if it felt a breath of death from hell.

"Dead? All...all dead?" There are tens of thousands of rallies, and now less than 1,000 people are still alive, leaving only messy bodies. One of the players in the top ten guilds is not dead and safe, but their expressions at this time are no different from death.

A breeze blew the plants outside the gate like a lake. It should have been very comfortable, but now there is a piercing cold, which makes the players of the 30 guilds tremble. Some players can't believe it. They go up and shake their bodies and want to see. Are they playing flashback together or not? But the gradually cold body, the disappearing breath seemed to stimulate the hearts of these players who were proud of their guild.

Death is not terrible, because it is just a game, but a player, a woman, in a word, can play tens of thousands of players die like a plague and die quietly, which brings not only fear, but also a sense of submission to that powerful power.

Zhiyu looked coldly at the corpses under the stage, as if it had nothing to do with him. He said indifferently, "Be proud of the world. It's time to fulfill your own promise."

Zhiyu Changxin waved his hand. The agreement that was originally thrown on the ground by these guild presidents seemed to have wings and automatically flew into their hands. Several guild presidents seemed to wake up in a dream, and their hands trembling almost didn't get the contract to the ground.

And he is proud of the world holding the contract, clenching his fist and his expression is complicated, because he is about to make a difficult decision, kneeling down and owes the contract, and from now on, his influence on arrogant heroes is definitely greater than anything before.

Zhiyu Changxin stood on the stone platform and looked at the world without any expression, just like a high emperor. No, the emperor can't describe her momentum at this time. She can only be compared with God!

"Kneel down." Zhiyu's long heart gently spit out two words, but these two words are like a mountain on the face of the world, like the emperor's imperial edict, which cannot be reversed! Proud of the world, he knelt down on his knees and fell to the ground in front of many elites who were proud of the heroes. After a while, he lost his long demeanor. He lowered his head, and the bean-sized beads of sweat flowed down from his pale face, dripping on the lawn, and signed this contract with his trembling hands, which seemed to be equal but extremely humiliating.

Proudly looking down at the world, he put down the pen and said in a trembling voice, "You... Are you a god?"

Zhiyu Changxin turned around, and the sleeves of the skirt floated up in the wind. The calm but frightening voice slowly said, "I'm not God, I'm Zhiyu Changxin."

He looked proudly at the world and closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and his body trembled violently. He said with difficulty, "I... I lost." Looking at it again, it is old tears, which are tears of humiliation and tears of shame. It is a man who completely succumbs to the tears of pain at the feet of a woman. Today, it will be the root of the pain from the world.

Xuanyuan Xiongba closed his eyes. He couldn't bear to see a person who used to be on an equal footing with him has now fallen to such a level. He sighed and said softly, "It's over to be proud of the heroes. From now on, this name will be a disgrace for his life."

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