Different dimension game

It will definitely take revenge on Qingshi Town crazily!

With so many people dead, Qingshi Town no longer has enough people to organize a rebellion.

"Don't let it run away!"

Master Huang hurriedly picked up the stone and threw it viciously towards the sky.

"The black mist is coming! Run away!" A few farmers on the edge of the black mist couldn't escape, and fell to the ground with a wailing sound, festering and rotting rapidly as if they had been splashed with sulfuric acid.

People can only stay away while trying to shoot the meat balls that are escaping in the air.

It's just a pity that there are only some bows and arrows here in Qingshi Town, where can they shoot the meat balls that are flying away in the sky?

Even the stones thrown into the sky did not hit a single one.

Seeing the meat ball go away, the fleeing officers and soldiers became a little anxious, and shouted loudly: "Is there any flying sword! Shoot it."

Just then, a bright light flashed!

The escaping meatball in the sky fell down.

It was a dagger with a bone, deeply inserted into the meat ball!

After watching on the city wall for a long time, Comrade Lu Tianming, who made the fatal attack, sighed: "Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life. I hid my hand and killed me with one blow."

"It's really... an extremely cruel war!"

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Chapter 279 I'm Not Here

"Old Six, cow!" With the victory of the war, Wang Hao finally let go of his tense nerves, as if he had fought a big battle in person.

He was even a little lucky, if the S-level investigator Lu Tianming hadn't been brought into the mountain and sea world, there would have been many more variables in this war.

As for the protagonist "Li Qingshan", they both died again...

Wang Hao let out a long sigh, "This light of righteousness, let's hang up when he dies."

The new anchor of Qingshi Town should be able to be established, although it is under the banner of "the sore mother"...

Everything is difficult at the beginning, with a stronger anchor, the delivery of materials and personnel will be cheaper.

Moreover, after this battle, Wang Hao finally discovered the correct way to open up wasteland in the mountains and seas - people and materials are indispensable!

Even, the power of people is more important!

If Li Qingshan was wandering around alone, even if he was fully dressed in divine attire, he would die many times, and he might not be able to make great achievements.

Even if the siege of the city is triggered, the evil god will not be able to be dealt with. It will only destroy Qingshi Town, or let the "evil god" escape. Then the trouble will be big. Does it mean that his old king will have to fight this little boss for 100 years? ?

But with the addition of Pan Hao and S-level Comrade Lu Tianming, there are many people and strength, and Qingshi Town can be taken care of in one go.

"Resurrecting again and again is actually not very cost-effective. I just throw ten people in the past, which is more reliable than resurrecting one person ten times."

"Xiao Li started to lose his mind again, let's leave it like this for now."

Wang Hao yawned, but deep down he was too excited.

Unfortunately, Li Qingshan became delirious again, so he could only give up.

Went to the bathroom to wash up, lay on the bed and opened the pink app, admired the lady in the leather case for a long time, turned into a little black boy and attacked Brother Kun, and was exhausted and fell asleep drowsily.

"The name of the sore mother is really ugly, and I will act under this banner in the future."

"Use your name, don't be ignorant of good and bad."

Can't think of a better name.

In the world of mountains and seas, the names of the gods that I have come into contact with so far, such as the Great Mother of Sores and the Hub of Disaster Evil, are eerie things at first sight.The abilities of these gods are also inexplicable, and they are related to diseases. They either grow pustules or turn people into pus.

If it's called "Ultraman" or something...it's too ugly!

Wang Hao didn't want to ruin his game experience rashly.

"Sleep and sleep."

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He soon fell asleep.

Drowsy, he had a lucid dream again, maybe because he thought about it day by day and dreamed about it at night, he actually came to... the world of mountains and seas?

The sun is setting, and this world just happens to be dusk.

In the edge place "Qingshi Town", Wang Hao found the tragic battlefield that appeared today.

The Temple of the Evil God located to the east of the village had been burned down, and the pungent smell of bones and yellow pus exuded a sign of the brutal war during the day.

The living people, under the command of Mr. Huang, cleaned the battlefield with sympathy and restrained the bones of their relatives.

People fetch bucket after bucket of water from nearby rivers to wash away the stains on the ground.

As for the bones, they had to be transported out and simply buried.

Sadness continued to spread, and the population of the town itself was small. After this battle, a large number of young and middle-aged people were killed and injured, leaving only a group of old, weak, sick and disabled.Many women became widows in one day and had children to support. Under this pressure, they couldn't help crying.

The local squire, Mr. Huang, calmed everyone in the middle of the street.

The old guy finally recovered from his fearful breath.

Of course, he has to bleed a lot, at least to maintain the order on the surface, to share the fertile land, and to exempt the rent.

Human beings, as long as there is a little hope, will always find a way to struggle to survive.But if there is no hope at all, there will be trouble.

Several officials of the imperial court, seeing the evil god being killed, happily carried the monster's body onto the cart.For them, this corpse is the capital for promotion and fortune.

"Thousands of people have thousands of faces, that's all." Wang Hao felt emotional.

By the way, the officers and soldiers untied the siege of the yellow turban warriors. The so-called "plague" was caused by the "pivot of evil spirits". Now that the chief culprit has been punished, there is no need to continue to surround them.

Even, Wang Hao saw... There are still people recruiting Comrade Lu Tianming?

"What do you mean, recruit me?"

The strength of an S-level investigator, even in the world of mountains and seas, can be considered a master level.

What's more, as an elite selected from the earth's 80 billion population, Lu Tianming still has a lot of potential to tap in the mountains and seas.

But the voice of their conversation was too low, Lao Wang couldn't hear what they were saying at all.

"This dream is quite real... Well, in fact, Lao Lu was recruited, it's nothing, he can't betray the camp."

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Anyway, it's okay to be idle, Wang Hao floats around in his lucid dream, like a cloud in the sky.

Although he can become a giant of light at this moment, he has no such interest, so he just quietly waits and sees.

"Can I go to the mountains far away?"

like……

No.

Dreaming can only dream of known areas and unknown areas. The brain lacks rendering materials and cannot go there.

It's like having a spring dream in adolescence, often waking up before the last step can be achieved.

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Not long after, Pan Hao led several middle-aged men and brought over the stone statue from Ganlu Temple.

Now that the temple in Qingshi Town has been burned, a wooden shed can only be built temporarily to worship it.

Gods, in the world of mountains and seas, are really too important.

Qingshi Town cannot live without God for a day.

"Hmm... something like that."

Suddenly, Wang Hao heard bursts of piercing suona and guanzi musical instruments coming from afar.

The suona sound was very weird, like the sharp sound of metal scraping a blackboard, which disturbed people.

"Who is so annoying!" Pharaoh called out.

The sound stopped immediately.

Taking a closer look, there is a blue-gray figure in the distance, about the size of a car, secretly following Pan Hao and others.

I could also vaguely hear howling ghosts and wolves: "Mine, that's mine... woo... mine..."

"Mine! It's mine, you... can't take it away."

The other party cried terribly, as if some tragic grievance had happened.

But there were only these two sentences over and over again, obviously it was Yazi who was not very smart.

Lao Wang was amused, and floated over, looking at the mist of the mock lake.

Here comes an interesting guy who finally has a chance to become a Giant of Light.

"Who are you, why are you screaming here?"

The cyan figure was trembling with fright, and yelled unwillingly: "My...then this is mine!"

"Who are you? Tell me clearly."

The cyan figure prostrated itself on the ground, with all four feet facing the sky, expressing submission, "That...is mine. My stuff! Please, please..."

If he stretched out his hand without hitting the smiling face, the other party's stomach would be exposed, so Pharaoh didn't have the nerve to transform directly.

After communicating for a long time, I finally understood what this guy was calling.

It turns out...it is actually the mother of sores!

Now this guy's "anchor" has been snatched away by human beings, and he is in a hurry. He follows the crowd and yells, trying to call him back!

However, it lost in the fierce competition, and it has no ability to affect the mountain and sea world, so it can only make a sound and roar behind it.

But this force is too weak, ordinary people can't even hear this voice.

Old Wang thought this scene was really funny, so he could only pretend to say: "What do you mean? You lost yourself, and you can blame me? I finally sent my subordinates to fix Qingshi Town and kill this evil god. Now you want to Want to pick peaches?"

"Why do you want to take back this town?"

"Think about it, is this the truth? You have already been defeated, why does this town belong to you? If the evil hub is still in the town, you dare to go up and challenge it?"

The cyan figure kept crawling, expressing that he did not dare to "pick peaches".

"Since that's the case... I'll give you a chance to challenge, and I'll give it back to you if you win." Old Wang eagerly wanted to transform.

The cyan figure was so frightened that he was about to collapse, even retracted his head, and started to play dead.

Looking at this motionless guy, Wang Hao thought to himself, you should resist a few times so that I can become an Ultraman!

"Anyway, I can't give you this place, because I'm also useful."

"However, you are pitiful. A temple may not be able to accommodate two gods, right? You can stay here for a while and don't harm anyone!"

The cyan figure suddenly moved, and gradually appeared, it turned out to be a strange-looking tortoise.

Some of the tortoise shells protruded high, protruding like the seeds of a wonderful frog. These few tortoise shells seemed to be carved from white jade.

This "big mother with sores" doesn't have pustules all over her body?

"That's it, let's go."

The dream gradually returned to chaos.

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After an unknown amount of time, Wang Hao opened his eyes and woke up.

The bright sunlight shines in from the window, and the dream of last night is vivid in my memory.

"It's already eight o'clock in the morning." Wang Hao subconsciously wanted to play with his mobile phone, but suddenly thought of something.

"But for the next few days, you won't be able to play games, so let's give Comrade Li Qingshan a vacation."

"Dingling", the phone rang.