Chapter 621 Memes!

"almost."

Li Zheng took out a long whip and handed it to Miriel. Finally, he glanced at the live broadcast and was satisfied with what Misaka Doemon did.

"What's the matter?" Miriel waved the long whip, familiar with the feel of the hand. At this time, she had changed into the new clothes that Li Zheng bought for her. Her whole body was tightly wrapped, and her charm was greatly reduced.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't find it, Li Zheng would have wanted to prepare another Arab-style veil for Miriel to cover her face, which was a disaster for the country and the people.

The ability to charm seems to be passive, and Miriel can't control it himself. Except for Li Zheng's mental power, which is so powerful that he can't resist it, anyone who sees it can't help but be moved, and is mad for her.

"Fengshan." Li Zheng called out the teleportation authority and said, "He has already arrived there first and killed a lot of people, so I guess he has vented a lot of emotions in his heart.

Almost time has passed. "

Miriel was surprised when he heard the words: "I remember his strength is not very good, you are not afraid that he will die there?"

"Since he has gone, it shows that he has the consciousness of death. As a friend, I should support him, instead of blocking him when he has already done something." Li Zheng glanced at the live screen again, Misaka Doe The door has merged with Fengshan, the two are back to back, and there is no danger to their lives for the time being: "Besides, even if I want to stop it, I should stop it before it happens, now it's done, I just need to watch from behind to make sure he doesn't die. ."

"The siege of tens of thousands of people, he can't last long, right?" Miriel worried about the safety of Fengshan for him, "I'm almost familiar with it, let's go."

"Well, he couldn't hold it anymore, but he didn't expect to have a helper." Li Zheng shook his head. Previously, Misaka Doemon separated from the Mudang Kingdom Army and became independent. For a long time, he did nothing. He thought that the other party had deceived him. Woolen cloth.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Misaka Doemon actually brought people in and became a not too strong helper.

And the timing of the appearance was ingenious. Li Zheng doubted whether this B knew his schedule, and deliberately came forward to share the pressure for Fengshan when he was helping Miriel make weapons.

On the other hand, the Penglai Corps founded by Liu Jiale and Xu Ying, who used to be called brothers, not only did not come forward, but also did not lend a helping hand when the starting point army was chased and killed.

"It's unkind to meet people..." Li Zheng sighed and said, "Get ready, let's go, don't make people wait too long."

Miriel picked her wrist lightly, and the long whip rolled into her palm freely: "Let's go."

Before he finished speaking, Li Zheng started the teleportation and disappeared with Miriel.

...

"Stinky boy, your father is here to save you!" Feng Qiwu teleported to the scene, and when he landed, he roared in anger.

"Old man, go back to me!" Fengshan was unapologetic, his eyes wet and shouted: "Don't come here to get in the way!"

"Damn it!" Feng Qiwu made a mistake with both hands, took out a Pu Dao, and lifted the knife head down behind him, in high spirits: "You are the father and I am the father? When will the son be able to use the father?"

Shouting in his mouth, but he didn't stop in his hand, Pu Dao brought bursts of cold light and rushed directly into the player group.

"Fuck!" Feng Shan suddenly scolded, the blood stained on the corner of his eyes was washed away by the liquid, he turned around abruptly and stopped fighting, and rushed towards Feng Qiwu.

It's just that his physical strength, energy, and genetic force are exhausted too much, and he has long since reached the point where he runs out of fuel.

At this time, Feng Qiwu's appearance not only failed to help, but because of the fetters of family affection, Fengshan's heart was relieved, and the endless tiredness poured out from the bottom of his heart and spread to his limbs and bones.

Every single cell in the whole body seemed to have tons of them, and Fengshan felt that he could not move even an inch.

"You're not going to fall here now, are you?" Misaka Doemon noticed that Fengshan was in a wrong state, and asked with concern, "I'll let those brothers from my army come over, you can hold on for a while."

While he was talking, he sent a message on the legion channel, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. Why did all the attacks around him suddenly disappear?

Looking up, there are two more figures, a man and a woman, and the woman is really beautiful...

Just one glance, Misaka Doemon's eyes became blank, and his heart was beating wildly like an engine.

At this moment, he even thought about where he would be buried in the future.

"I knew it would be like this." Li Zheng sighed helplessly, and used his mental power to blend into his words: "I am here, you all step back."

back off!

back off! !

back off! ! !

Down! ! ! ! !

The sound is not large, but it can form an echo in the human brain, layer upon layer, floating indefinitely.

Misaka Doemon woke up suddenly, and a layer of cold sweat broke out from his back: "What a powerful charm!"

Closing his eyes and bowing his head, he dared to open it, and he didn't want to look at Miriel any more.

"Haha." Fengshan suddenly laughed miserably, looking at Li Zheng's face, his whole figure seemed to have had his bones taken away, and he lay back softly, murmuring, "Thank you."

Misaka Doemon was quick-witted and held Fengshan, wondering in his heart, "Li Zheng hasn't started yet, why are you thanking him now?"

Fengshan rolled his eyelids and lost his strength.

Before he lost consciousness, he murmured one last time: "Thank you, it's only now..."

When Misaka Doemon heard it, he was even more puzzled: "It's over, Fengshan seems to be crazy, and Li Zheng came late and he even thanked him."

"Er smash!" There were not many members of the army to obstruct, Feng Qiwu quickly rushed to the front and saw his son being held by a man wearing a kimono and wearing a strange mask. Dad is late! It's late!!! If it wasn't for the fact that the production time of the space dynamism device was too long, I would have come to help you long ago! I didn't expect Feng Qiwu and white-haired people to send black hair on this day... …”

"..." Misaka Doemon glanced at him, "Are you Fengshan's father? He's not dead yet, don't say such unlucky words."

Now that Li Zheng is here, no one wants to hurt them, so Misaka Doemon felt inexplicably relieved at this time.

A high-intensity battle is a test for anyone. He has experienced two battlefields, and he has barely used moves that he has not yet mastered before, and his state is not much better than Fengshan.

"It's over? Let's go..."

The people brought by Misaka Doemon also rushed over at this time, and were about to urge him to leave, so everyone couldn't help but glance at Miriel, and then fell into a state of severe nympho just like the players nearby. .

Feng Qiwu felt relieved when he heard that Fengshan was all right, he also looked up at Li Zheng, and swept over Miriel, his eyes were dazed.

"What a beautiful girl, if only she could be my daughter-in-law..."

The next second, he suddenly woke up: "No! This stinky boy from Fengshan is not worthy of others!"

Li Zheng glanced at Feng Qiwu in surprise, and this was the first person who could free himself from Miriel's passive charm.

What he didn't expect was that not only the players on the scene were charmed, but even the players watching the live broadcast were also attracted, and one by one shed envious tears from the corners of their mouths in their own room.

"Hehe...hehehehe..."

Ye Kai's eyes were out of focus, with a smirk like a pig brother. Ye Yuan felt strange beside him, and pushed his brother a few times, but there was no response at all.

Snapped!

Snapped!

He bowed left and right, and slapped a series of slaps in the past, until Ye Kai's cheeks were red and swollen, and he slowly recovered because of the severe pain.

Afterwards, he quickly turned off the live broadcast screen, covering his face with lingering fears: "Meme!"