As the Republic team advanced deeper, the giant nets woven with countless brown rattans seemed to be swaying and expanding in circles, swaying and rising like living creatures.
There is no enemy that can stop Xiao Ming and his party from moving forward.
Wherever they pass, swarms of gorillas fall from the net formation and are shattered into pieces.
Their howls and cries echo each other, forming a lamentation from hell.
True to Peter's words: kill him until rivers of blood flow and corpses litter the land.
When the battle reached its peak, Xiao Ming and Gong Er connected their hearts and hands, generated super-sensation, and launched a whirlpool attack of double air-returning slashes, blocking the enemy's final madness and finally breaking out of the net.
The vision suddenly became clear, the fog and clouds disappeared, and there was no longer a gorilla in sight.
A fiery red sunset was about to set over the continuous mountains.
Before we knew it, half a day had passed.
The sky above the head shows the charming blue before the night.
From deep to shallow, it penetrates into people's hearts.
It forms two contrasting worlds with the bloody orangutan network behind it.
Xiao Ming couldn't care less about admiring such beautiful scenery, so he teamed up with Gong Er, turned around, and continued to expand the gap opened to meet his companions.
Without the obstruction of the heavy fog, the grandeur of the network array was revealed.
The crisscrossing rattans were hundreds of meters high and tens of meters wide.
They covered all the buildings in the remaining streets.
Their momentum was no less impressive than the first level. giant forest.
The King Kong-like gorilla clings to it like ants, like a vassal of the vine net.
Somehow, Xiao Ming, who was in a super-sensory state, had a strange feeling.
The fear and hatred that permeated the battlefield of extinction seemed to be suppressed in some way.
If it fully broke out, all the teams would have been destroyed long ago, and I am afraid that even he would be killed too.
Can't escape death Such thoughts only passed through his mind for a moment before his attention shifted to his companions.
Jiji and Peter came out one after another, both covered in blood.
Surprisingly, Xiaoying on Jiji's back was almost not stained with blood, which showed that the two of them protected her very well.
Everyone gathered together, lined up, faced the enemy head-on, and retreated step by step.
This time, the gorillas did not stalk.
Each limb hung on the net array, making unwilling chirps and watching coldly as the prey escaped from their sphere of influence.
The sunset was like a fire, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflected everyone's face, and every pair of eyes shone with light.
Not far away, a small red house is located at the foot of the mountain.
It's not a supply station.
For the first time, the Republic team did not have to flee into the supply depot in embarrassment while being pursued by the enemy.
Except for Jiji, fearing that it would be too late, they rushed over with Xiaoying on their backs and were the first to rush into the green sensor door.
Xiao Ming glanced at Gong Er, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
There was another problem waiting for him.
The three people behind entered the supply station and saw that Jiji had put down Xiaoying.
Zhengmu stared blankly at the open space in the middle of the house, seeming to be talking to himself or asking his companions: "Where is the pool and the black water?"
There is no pool and no magical black water, which means that Xiaoying will never have a chance to survive.
Although Xiao Ming, Gong Er and Peter had already understood that Xiao Ying would not survive at all, the reason why the three of them lied was because Ji Ji was in a state of collapse at that time.
If they did not find a way to stimulate his fighting spirit, he would not be able to leave the third party alive. close.
The three of them looked at each other in silence, not knowing how to comfort Jiji for a moment.
Moreover, after the big battle just now, everyone was very tired and just wanted to take a good rest.
"There must be a way, there must be a way."
Jiji didn't stop or give up.
He turned over the boxes of medicines and knelt on the ground to check them one by one.
Unfortunately, they are all ordinary healing medicines, and there is no panacea for bringing the dead back to life.
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Jiji turned to Xiao Ming helplessly and cried: "Uncle God of War, you said you could save Xiao Ying."
Xiao Ming could no longer make up lies.
It was time for him to face reality and sighed: "Ji Ji, I lied to you.
Xiao Ying died in the store."
Jiji actually understood in her heart, but she was unwilling to accept this fact, holding on to the ten thousandth hope that a miracle might happen.
Now, this hope was dashed by Xiao Ming.
It was as if all his muscles and bones had been taken away from him.
His body swayed and he collapsed to the ground.
He looked up at the darkening sky, with his mouth open but without making any sound.
Two lines of hot tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.
Gong Er walked over gently, like a big sister, held his head in her arms, and said something: "Jiji, you have seen the video of the last session.
Do you know that when Xiaolin tried to save How will I feel when I die?”
Xiao Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
Indeed, there was no one more convincing than Gong Er.
Her personal experience was enough to enlighten Jiji who had lost her beloved.
He sat down and noticed that the countdown display box on the wall had started.
There were less than four hours left because there were only four players in the Republic team.
Suddenly, there was a bang in the sky, and Xiao Ming subconsciously looked up Thank you.
What can you use to save my children's shoes?
Of course you can save me with a monthly ticket.
Emma, I'll go to children's shoes.
Oh my god, there are so many votes.
It's the tip of the iceberg.
Children's shoes.
Hey, it would be even better if the tickets are just the tip of the iceberg.
Monthly tickets encourage me.
I won't be able to post more tomorrow. , I can only explode my brain, so that children’s shoes can’t guess the plot behind: