Hong Pei drank a small wine, looked at the dark clouds around the sky, the silver snake dancing wildly, and the wind swelled up the big trees, and suddenly felt a sense of guiding the country. He wanted to recite a poem, play a chess game or sing a song.

During the Three Kingdoms, Cao Cao liked to recite poems when he was proud of himself. He expressed his thoughts and wrote a short song;

Before the Battle of Feishui, Xie An, the famous coach of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, was calm and composed in the face of danger and played a game of chess;

Although he can't write poetry and is not good at playing chess, he can sing;

"Get the guitar." Hong Pei ordered, and immediately a man in a gray windbreaker took out a guitar from the space belt and held it with both hands.

Hong Pei took the guitar, lifted the hem of his black windbreaker, sat on a steel throne filled with long swords, held the guitar and gently plucked the strings twice.

"I will soon occupy the entire Jiangnan region and become a veritable overlord, overwhelming the limelight of the Pure Land and the East China Sea. It's a pity that those thousand soldiers cannot share my glory." He sighed softly, recalling the attack he had encountered before.

The thousand ordinary soldiers were defeated and fled like the enemy chopping melons and vegetables.

It was not a pity that the thousand soldiers. After all, most of them were just gangsters who gathered temporarily, and they were all thugs holding weapons. But he did not expect these people to fail so thoroughly, and there were signs of fleeing before they even contacted the Bull Demon King team.

But in fact, the enemy's strength is very poor. When they meet the real core members of the Angel Team, they are immediately wiped out.

"It seems that the troops must be elite. In this movie team war, there is no room for mortals to participate, and mortals can only deal with mortals after all." Hong Pei reflected on himself.

After thinking for a while, he connected the broken thoughts, gently plucked the strings, and hummed.

"Listen quietly to the rhythm of raindrops falling

Tell me how stupid I was

I hope everything goes by

Let me cry hopelessly

Make me alone again

The only girl I've loved has left

Looking for a new beginning

But she didn't know the day she left

She took my heart away, too

It's rainy, please tell me if all this is public…”

His lyrics were not finished, because at that moment, two black lights burst out in front of his eyes, wrapped in the sound of wind and thunder.

A faint blue light shone with the explosion, and the light spread through his body, the bodies of his windbreaker men in the tent, and the raindrops penetrated into the tent.

The raindrops slowed down, like they were sliding slowly, pulling into a long line like transparent jelly;

His grey windbreaker rolled up extremely hard under the strong wind blowing into the tent;

He wanted to retreat, but his whole body seemed to be frozen in the air and could not struggle out of the space;

Time in the tent was delayed, everything was delayed.

But later, the two uninvited guests who jumped into the tent through the top of the tent were not delayed. The man who landed first rushed towards him with a chaotic hair blown by the wind. A sword light moved faster than the chaotic hair.

A sword light that was more dazzling than lightning, made people lose their minds flew out from the waist of the messy person and slashed fiercely on his neck.

Bang

Amid the dull impact, the knife light stopped, and a mountain knife was embedded in his neck.

—————I’m not dead yet!

—————By the way! As long as my neck is not broken, I will not die!

This attack instantly made Hong Pei recover from his loss of consciousness, and he recalled his nickname Lich King.

Because even after being knocked down, he can always stand up again, again and again, again and again.

Because of his digitized body and defense of up to 1,000 points, as long as his head is not cut off, he can always stand up again. This is the secret of the Lich King.

Dataization makes him clear about his status at a glance;

He doesn't need recovery potions;

There is no need to worry about slowness after being seriously injured, and the dataization has made his ability constant.

After first contacting the huge bloodline database of the main god, he discovered the shortcut to digitization. This is something he has always been proud of. Today he wants to use this to defeat his opponent in front of him.

Hong Pei opened his eyes wide, looked at the young man in front of him, and raised his hand "quickly" with all his strength in his life. Behind the young man, his female companion was using a flying sword to harvest the head of his core subordinates.

The flying sword cut off the heads of at least eight of his men with each long silver arc.

Blood was pouring on the ground in the tent, people were rolling, thunder sounded outside, and strong winds were sobbing.

Zhou Zhou slashed Hong Pei's neck with another knife, slashing Hong Pei's arms that were difficult to raise.

This time, it was slashed into the palms of Hong Pei's hands. Hong Pei grabbed Zhou Zhou's knife and fell slowly.

The 4-second effective time of the static force field is just exhausted.

Hong Pei opened his mouth and roared silently, plowed deeply into the ground with his feet. His thin bee waist squeezed out incredible power and was about to stand up.

Around him, several men who were lucky enough to die pulled out their weapons and rushed towards Zhou Zhou. They also exchanged their digitized bodies. Unless they were killed, it would be irrelevant no matter how much trauma was.

The shaman detonated three stagnant bombs, and the blue light once again spread across the entire tent, delaying the actions of everyone, including Zhou Zhoulaola.

Except for a flying sword.

Laura let the flying sword fly out of the tent in advance. The flying sword drifted out of a sharp arc by the cliff of the mountain road, and shot in like a rainbow with wind and thunder. In an instant, six more heads soared into the sky.

Zhou Zhou slowly but firmly pressed Hong Pei to the ground, holding the handle of the knife in one hand and the back of the knife in the other, pressing the knife horizontally on Hong Pei's neck.

Hong Pei's slender palms grabbed Zhou Zhou's two fists, and the blue veins swelled up, clenched tightly, and a crack sounded. Zhou Zhou felt that many finger bones were fractured.

But Zhou Zhou still pushed down firmly.

Beads of sweat the size of beans burst out on his forehead, slid down from the tip of his nose and dripped on Hong Pei's cheek.

The blade was embedded in Hong Pei's neck little by little.

The inner anger and physical pain made Hong Pei curse: "Bastard!"

He tried his best to scream.

"It's over!" He shouted in despair in his heart.

The static time passed, and the mountain knife was dragged obliquely, cutting Hong Pei's slender neck.

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At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds. The dark cloud that was still north had now moved to the south quickly, attached to the mountain road like black hair.

The rain once became smaller, but the strong wind was still powerful.

“That’s enough.”

An hour ago, Chris Chen threw away all his men and hurried back in a Ferrari 458, but the dense rain blocked his sight. He never dared to increase the speed to the highest level, for fear that he would drive the car down the mountain road and crash into the car and destroy it.

Taking advantage of the rain getting smaller and his vision recovered, he quickly increased his car speed.

The red Ferrari 458 then pulled into a red line on the mountain road.

"It's almost here, it's almost here." Chris Chen comforted himself. Suddenly, a Porsche 911 came towards him, tilted the front of the car, and dangerously collided with his Ferrari.

At the moment when the two cars were running side by side, Chris Chen turned his head.

The sparks sputtered from the friction of the two vehicles illuminated the opposite cab.

He saw a familiar face.

"That otaku! Why are you back??"

Chris Chen suddenly felt panic in his heart, and then he raised his car speed to the limit, and at the same time opened his soul chain and tried to contact the Lich King Hong Pei.

No! Nothing!

He received no signal!

No! This is not right!

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Twenty minutes later, Chris Chen climbed onto a bus that had overturned the road and looked down the curve.

"This is impossible!" Chris Chen's lips trembled violently, feeling the power was pulled out of his body in an instant, and he fell down weakly.

What appeared before him was a ruin and more than 30 neatly arranged corpses. One of them was wearing a conspicuous black windbreaker.

The sky became darker, and purple lights crisscrossed over his head.

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Chapter completed!