Chapter 1239 Promotion Game 30

As the saying goes, the king of Hades is easy to provoke, but the little ghost is difficult to deal with.

Ordinary players are not strong enough, but they are everywhere, and they are constantly consuming people's energy and physical strength.

Fu Yizhi didn't know that his subordinates had made a fortune for him. At this time, he and Fu An'an had just escaped from the siege of ordinary players.

T1 time has finally come again.

Fu An'an was lying on the ground without any image, limp and turned into a puddle of cake.

"so tired."

"Baby worked hard."

Zhang Yuanyuan squatted beside her, rubbed her shoulders, pressed her legs, and unscrewed the mineral water bottle by the way, "Did you drink water, baby?"

"drink!"

Fu Anan took it and gulped it down, "Honey, mua!"

One mouthful of treasure, one sentence of one dear, Wang Fan was dumbfounded. His eyeballs turned to the side of the two of them, Master Fu was expressionless at the moment.

"cough."

He coughed dryly, "Master Fu, Dui Fu, what are we doing now?"

"Find a place with a lot of dead bodies to rest?"

Fu An'an put forward his own experienced opinion.

"no."

The last time he pretended to be dead and caused a living person's heart to stop suddenly, Fu Yizhi squinted, "Rest and find a cave."

He grabbed Fu Anan by the collar, picked him up and left.

Fu An'an took the opportunity to hit the snake with a stick, and hugged Fu Yizhi's waist. From a violent boss who punched an S player, he became a little Jiaojiao.

"Can't you go by yourself?"

"I'm tired."

Fu Anan grabbed the other person, and wrapped his legs around his thighs, as if the koala didn't want to walk.

"It's getting worse and worse."

Seeing her like this, Fu Yizhi frowned and reprimanded her, and hugged her in a very honest way. Let her sit on his arm and adjust to a comfortable position, "Just now she was alive and kicking, but now she seems to have no bones."

Fu Anan wrapped her arms around his neck, put her face on his shoulder, and gave him a sip by the way.

Zhang Yuanyuan and Wang Fan, who followed behind, felt full before eating.

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go all the way

Dead bodies were everywhere.

They were on the road, and they didn't know how many corpses they had passed.

In some places, the blood even dyed the ground black red, and the mud mixed with blood stuck to the soles of the shoes, making every step heavy.

"I don't know how many people will die in this round of games."

Wang Fan looked at the corpses and sighed.

Hearing this, Fu An'an looked at the real-time statistics of the game system. As of now, 10.2 billion players have died, exceeding the total number of 6618 Blue Stars.

The numbers are scary.

If this number continues, the end of this round of the game is not just as simple as choosing 100 S-level players, the number of players in the entire game may be reduced by more than half.

She was thinking in her heart, and suddenly Fu Yizhi stopped.

Fu Anan straightened his upper body and saw him stop in front of a corpse.

The body appeared to have been dead for a few days. His head was broken open, blackened blood and brain matter flowed out, one eye protruded outward, and a semicircular eyeball could be seen.

He looked a little familiar.

"Little Wang?"

Fu An'an said the title with some hesitation, and then looked at Fu Yizhi.

"Um."

Fu Yizhi nodded.

Xiao Wang is an ordinary member of Mang. He is usually reserved and has a low sense of presence. Fu Anan's memory is rather vague, only remembering that he often smiled shyly in the team.

Fu Yizhi also remembered.

They remember all official members of Mans.

There was silence around for a while, and Fu Anan suddenly said, "Bury it."

It's early today too~