A Race to The Top

At the top of the stone pillar that could only accommodate one person, two people were squeezed forcibly, even though one of them was desperate.

Ling Xiaolu completely relied on the support of Lizheng to prevent him from falling. The bodies of the two were forced to fit closely together. People who didn't know it would definitely misunderstand that they were a very close relationship.

However, what caused Ling Xiaolu's expression to be dumbfounded at the moment was not the other party's name like Leiguaner, but the glamorous face, which surpassed his knowledge of real human beings.

The jade is made of musculature and finely crafted.

Pick the stars for your eyes, shining brightly.

Ling Xiaolu finally realized why people call Dou Kou as father, Ji Meng as husband, and Guan Li as male god.

God is always high above and untouchable. Faced with such an extraordinary face, he couldn't call those spoof titles.

He kept reminding himself that this is a game, this is a game, this is a game, Ji Meng can have plastic surgery, maybe this person spent ten times more money on plastic surgery.

Even so, his gaze remained on the opponent's face and couldn't move away, as if irresistible magnetism was embedded in those eyes.

Li Zheng recognized Ling Xiaolu at a glance.

Just outside the city, I ran into a little novice fighting monsters. There was no equipment attribute bonus. The damage was negligibly low, but the body was as strong as a ghost, and every move was all on the screen. I couldn’t help but stay and look at it. .

Unexpectedly, we will meet again in a blink of an eye.

"I don't know you are going to jump over." The thin lips of the man dressed in white lightly opened, and his voice echoed like snow-capped mountains falling on the glacier.

The little novice also spoke innocently: "Is your face straight?"

Li Zheng: "...Yes."

So honest! !

Ling Xiaolu was grateful for his honesty, he almost bends for an artificial face!

But what should I do now? He can't jump back. The Teleportation of the Li Zhenghui should be able to leave, but what if he doesn't want to leave?

After all, there was no place to watch the battle with a better view around, and Ling Xiaolu didn't think that the cold male **** would go down and crowd with the crowd.

There was a cheer from the crowd, and Ling Xiaolu was startled: Has the fight started?

Sure enough, Ji Meng pulled out the giant sword behind him and rushed towards Dou Kou first. His sword is really exaggerated, it is wide and long, and it is full of black gold, and when it dances, it has the effect of electric light.

Dou Kou confidently drew out his weapon to challenge: "Is this the beginning? Come on!"

When Ji Meng rushed a few steps away from Dou Kou, he bounced into the air without warning. Using the centrifugal force of the giant sword's rotation, he passed Dou Kou and flew straight behind him.

"Why? Want to run away?" Dou Kou turned to chase, but found that Ji Meng's target was not himself at all, but a hidden stone pillar not far away. He had just turned his back to the stone pillar, and naturally he didn't see anything on it. Two people stood.

Ling Xiaolu stared at him in horror at the speed of a lightning fire, and subconsciously shouted, "Be careful!"

Before his voice fell, people had passively flew backwards, but Li Zheng pulled him from the danger zone and jumped back to the previous roof.

Ji Meng obviously refused to give up. He borrowed strength on the stone pillar and chased for three more steps. Li Zheng also took Ling Xiaolu and leaped three steps back, backing a few meters with each leap.

The audience below was also bewildered by this sudden scene.

"Fuck! Isn't that Li Zheng?!"

"Really Li Zheng!"

"Ahhhh, my male god!!"

"Why did my husband beat my male god!"

"The male **** you hold SEI? I am very concerned about SEI if you do not make it like this!"

Kou's father, who was still in the spotlight just now, suddenly turned into an air that no one cares about. No one paid attention to him.

Dou Kou stood alone on the ring, the cold wind blew over the fallen leaves, and he drew his sword and looked around at a loss.

Blindly giving in is not a solution. Seeing that Ji Meng didn't intend to stop, he flicked his free right arm and shot out a silver snake from his cuff.

Ling Xiaolu thought he was dazzled for a while.

The white shadow turned a few times in the air, and was copied into his hand by Li Zheng. It turned out to be a silver long sword.

Ling Xiaolu confirmed that he was dazzled just now.

The silver long sword collided with the Wujin giant sword, making a low noise that shook the eardrum, Ling Xiaolu couldn't help covering his ears.

"What are you going crazy?" Li Zheng asked in a deep voice, implying anger.

"Do you know this person?" Ji Meng asked rhetorically.

"I do not know him."

"Then why are you stopping me?"

"I don't know you either."

Ling Xiaolu stammered and added: "I, I, and I don't know him either!"

The two men dismantled each other, and Ji Meng's weapon was suppressed by Li Zheng.

"He doesn't even know you, why are you attacking him? Can't you see that he is just a novice?"

Ling Xiaolu, who was wearing a gray and autumn short hitter: …it’s true that few people look more like novices than him.

Ji Meng refused to give up: "He tricked me twice, this time I said nothing will let him escape!"

"As an appointment, you can't get through with Mengxin, do you want to be shameless?" Ling Xiaolu hid behind Li Zheng and added fuel to his jealousy.

"You come out, thinking it's safe to hide behind your idol?"

Li Zheng frowned slightly: "Idol?"

Ling Xiaolu grabbed Lizheng's sleeves: "Idol, save me!"

The crowd below was very upset.

"Who is he? Why did the two get him to fight? Obviously just a green name."

"Lubi? Never heard of this name."

"A rude novice, dare to talk to my male god!"

"Didn't you say you're ready to fight with Dad Kou? Why don't I understand the development of this plot?"

"It doesn't matter who it is, you fight a game, we don't use less action when we send it over!"

The barrage of the live broadcast window was also maxed out.

—Li Zheng is also in Yuanting Town? Look at the source of the rumor that Tingzhen has a fan name, is it true?

-But the person that Li Zheng is protecting is obviously a green name, and the appointments are all color-blind?

—I just saw Li Zheng and the two novices hugged on a stone pillar! They are definitely not an ordinary relationship!

—The people who went to the scene were so worth it. They bought a ticket for the Happy Goat 2415 Lunar New Year Edition and found that the Avengers 237 was on the scene.

—I knew I was bankrupt and had to buy a ticket! Is it too late now? !

-Asked weakly, does anyone remember Kou's father...

"Will you let me go?" Ji Meng was a little impatient, but there was no chance of winning directly with Lizheng. "I don't want to beat him, so I just want to ask him a few words."

"No! I don't want to answer at all!" Ling Xiaolu resisted strongly.

"You are a novice in embarrassment when you fight with him, and I am a novice in embarrassment when you fight with him. I don't want to fight with you."

The threat in the words of the liar is obvious, but Ji Meng is a person who eats soft but not hard, and his anger has been ignited when he said this.

"Okay, I want to see how you veteran embarrass the novice."

Li Zheng pushed Ling Xiaolu back, and a sword flower in his backhand collided with the giant sword that Ji Meng Gaogao had cut down again, sending out a sonorous sword chant.

The two fought together, and the two flew up in the air and then fell again, fighting hard to separate for a while. Ji Meng's moves are hard and powerful, but they are always resolved by Li Zheng. With a flick of the opponent's long sleeves, his strength is completely relieved.

Not to be outdone, Ji Meng made a few heavy blows with his sword in his hands, his arms were charged with electricity, and the crackling became louder and louder, his sword dragged to the ground, as if a storm was brewing.

Li Zheng did not evade, he stood on the spot, holding up his sword art. Ling Xiaolu's eyes were sharp, and he saw that Li Zheng's feet were lifted from the ground at the moment, floating slightly in the air, and a whirlwind gathered under his feet. The wind gradually intensified, blowing away from the clothes and dancing wildly, and he stood in the middle of the storm, as quiet as a rock.

Ji Meng was full of electricity, rounded his arms, and a huge electric wave rushed towards Lizheng with the falling of the epee, breaking the roof tiles into gravel everywhere he passed.

"Thunderbolt!"

Ling Xiaolu subconsciously raised his arm to block the dazzling light, and secretly squeezed Li Zheng's sweat in his heart, but Li Zheng still stood still, seeing that he was about to be swallowed by the huge electric light oncoming.

At the moment of the moment, Li Zheng's thin lips lightly opened: "Broken!"

The electric light seemed to be suddenly split from the center with a sharp axe, split into two strands and spread to the sides, spreading from the roof to the ground, splitting two huge cracks along the way, almost spreading to the people eating melons. Ling Xiaolu was dumbfounded. If only Li Zheng just avoided hiding, he would be the one who was chopped into coke.

The audience was stunned and burst into applause after burst:

"Come on, husband!"

"The male **** is so handsome!"

"The gods fight!"

Yuan Ting Town has never been under the spotlight as it is today, and people are constantly airborne, making Ling Long and his colleagues sweat tightly, for fear of something wrong with the host.

Ling Xiaolu shook his head abruptly, forcing himself to wake up. What a wonderful game, now is not the time for him to concentrate on admiring. He aimed at the time when the two were fighting, and moved backward step by step, waiting for the opportunity.

Ji Meng returned to the war, but Yu Guang kept monitoring Ling Xiaolu's every move. Seeing him retreating at this moment, I knew the other party was thinking of running away again.

"stop!"

He feigned an attack and swayed away from the contention and rushed towards Ling Xiaolu.

However, Li Zheng was faster than him, so he sent a skill to Ling Xiaolu's side and pushed him a few meters away with a palm, causing Ji Meng to pounce again.

Coincidentally, Li Zheng's palm just touched the back of Ling Xiaolu's neck. What a sensitive person he was, and he was keenly aware of the abnormality just with such a short touch.

As soon as he left the contender, the long sword was let go, and it was mixed with Ji Meng's giant sword. After a short while, it entangled for a few times, and abruptly disarmed the giant sword from Ji Meng's hand.

The long sword restored the snake's body, and Ji Meng's giant sword was thrown into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, sank three feet away.

Li Zheng raised his right arm, and the snake got back into his sleeve again.

Ling Xiaolu rubbed his eyes. It turned out that it was really a snake, and he didn't have dazzling.

The giant sword that pierced the ground also banged and turned into a strange creature. Its head plunged into the ground, its body was exposed, and its four short legs were desperately planing and planing.

The little guy used all fours together, finally pulled his head out of the soil, and sat down on the ground, then shook his head.

Ling Xiaolu finally saw what it looked like: a round head, a chubby body, golden all over, with black patterns consistent with the body of the sword, surrounded by electric lights.

The monster sat there for a few seconds as if it had been knocked silly, then cried out with a wow, and ran towards its owner.

Ling Xiaolu:...

Ji Meng lost the duel, and even his pet was beaten and cried. His face was ugly.

Li Zheng didn't say anything to his defeated generals, but slowly turned to Ling Xiaolu.

Meeting his scrutinizing eyes, Ling Xiaolu gave a thud in his heart. Just now, he sought his protection to avoid Ji Meng, but he ignored that Li Zheng was also one of his greatest enemies.

He took two steps back in fear, and the experienced Ji Meng knew what he was going to do at a glance.

"Don't let him run!" he shouted.

It was too late, Ling Xiaolu put a backflip in full view: "I'm going!"

The dust is flying and there is no trace.

A building across, Ling Xiaolu landed safely.

Once again, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Ling Xiaolu was horrified to find that his feet were entangled by unknown plants, and he couldn't move a step.

Ling Long, who was teleported with him, exclaimed: "Track the tree species!"

It is the same as the skill of the plant system, tracking the tree species is the biggest nemesis of the earth-escape spells, but Ling Xiaolu obviously slid quickly. Who can release such a targeted restraint skill so quickly and in a short period of time? How fast it takes to react.

"What to do!" Ling Xiaolu asked anxiously. He was restricted in his mobility, and Tu Dun was cooling down, and he couldn't even use it for emergency offline.

Ling Long was also at a loss, and at this moment there was a sound of landing behind him, and Ling Xiaolu stiffened and did not dare to look back.

The person who released the tree species walked slowly around Ling Xiaolu for half a circle, looking for his flaws in all directions. Ling Xiaolu didn't dare to raise his head, his light swept across the opponent's feet, every step like walking on the tip of his heart.

When that person finally turned to Lingxiao Road, he was already shocked in a cold sweat.

Not long ago, Ling Xiaolu was fascinated by Li Zheng's shocking face, but when he saw this face again, he only felt suffocating pressure.

Even the sound of speaking again was bitterly cold.

"What skill did you use just now?"

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