Chapter 120, The God of Death
The tricky movements are combined with the close-fitting round dance flowers to avoid the arrows that are shot to the greatest extent, and the ones that cannot be avoided will be knocked out.
Despite this, there are still many things that are not taken into consideration and the fish that escaped the net took advantage of the loopholes. After a rain of arrows, they still cannot avoid being shot several arrows.
"Oh, there are two tricks." The masked man exclaimed without any fluctuations, but it sounded very ridiculous.
He raised his hand again, and there were another hundred arrows floating in the air. Seeing this, Lin Chen turned around and rushed into the alley behind him. He did not escape, but just wanted to take the other party to a slightly obstructed place, otherwise he would not be able to hit him like this. He ran and pulled out the arrows that were in the way.
The masked man did not hesitate and immediately flew to follow.
The alleys in the house area are mostly not wide. The masked man probably realized this problem after entering, so he raised his hand and removed the arrows.
After about seven or eight turns inside, Lin Chen stopped at a small crossroads, and turned around and shot out six darts.
The masked man didn't hide, but grabbed the cloak and invisible behind him. After the six sharp darts hit the cloak that was obviously cloth, they were blocked by a few puffs.
The man in the mask released his cloak and leaked his eyes hidden behind the Yin-Yang mask. There was still no emotional fluctuation. He said: "I can make you die more happily after reporting the name."
"So persistent!" Lin Chen smiled, "I'll tell you if I knock me down."
After saying that, he rushed towards the other party with a long stick.
Start shaving and sniffing the stick from the bottom to the other side's store.
The masked man reacted slowly, stretched out his hand, and the black scythe suddenly appeared again. He held the stick that wanted to press down on Lin Chen. As the two sticks were about to touch, the martial arts Qiankun, who was attacking the side, disappeared.
The sickle side, who was defending and counterattacking, wanted to retract her move when she saw this, but unfortunately it was too late. At this time, Lin Chen's empty hand passed through the horizontal sickle, stretched out his two fingers, and penetrated into the hole of the other side's only unprepared eyes.
The masked man was finally willing to give him some emotional fluctuations. He saw a flash of panic in his eyes. His head was leaning back at the first time, and his steps were retreating. However, he was too sudden and Lin Chen's movements were quick and accurate. In the end, although he avoided the danger of his eyes being poked, his eyelids were indeed touched by the other party's fingers, and the mask was hooked away by the other party's fingers.
After watching the other party take off his mask, he immediately took a few steps back, kept a little distance from him, and then stared at his face curiously, probably because he finally confirmed that his face had not appeared in his memory. He picked up the mask and looked at it, and then the mask disappeared in his hand.
"Death God's Face..." Lin Chen recited the name of the mask displayed in the trading function. He was so second-rate, and he focused his attention on the strange face again.
The other party seems to be a little older than him, about twenty-seven or eight years old. The ordinary public face has no other impressive features except facial paralysis. It is the kind of person you will not be able to find immediately when you are thrown into the crowd. It means that he is a guy with Lin Chen...
However, Lin Chen thought he had a good memory. Although the other party's face was very ordinary, he was sure that he had never been in contact with this person before. After all, this annoying attitude and personality are still easy to leave an impression, just like that guy Song Lunkai.
"You are the first person to see my true face so far." The masked man suddenly said this.
Lin Chen felt that the person in front of him was really strange. He always gave him a strange feeling of "I don't want to do it but I have to do it". Is it a system task?
Or is he the person behind the system? But if he is a system staff member, he shouldn't have no idea his name. Can't this kind of thing be found by just checking it?
"So? Are you a player?" Lin Chen asked tentatively.
"No, I am a god, the god of death responsible for plundering life. Remember, my name is Wuliang!" After the other party raised his finger, sparks suddenly appeared on the ground standing at Lin Chen's feet. After the spark came into contact with the air, it quickly became fierce and rose.
The sudden flames touched Lin Chen's clothes and quickly attached themselves. Although he had withdrawn from the flame range as soon as possible, his clothes were still ignited by the fire and spread and burned.
The pain of the skin being burned by the fire came from all over his body. Lin Chen beat him a few times but still couldn't extinguish the fire.
It's over, he's going to be burned to death, he must be fighting with the fire offender in his life...
"Crash~" A sound of water came, and a water column poured Lin Chen's head from the air, extinguishing the raging fire on his body.
The sudden change not only made Lin Chen, who was poured into a rooster, feel a little embarrassed, but also makes the arsonist a little unexpected.
Wuliang, who claimed to be the god of death, looked up at the roof of the two-story building on the upper right. Seeing that the person who was leaping on the roof had no intention of showing up, he paused slightly and then flew upwards.
However, the roof was empty. Unscrupulous eyes searched around and finally saw a graceful blue figure at the corner of the intersection behind Lin Chen.
The other party also saw him. At the moment when his eyes met, Wuliang felt a shadow suddenly appear on his head. Before he could look up, the big water rushed down and directly turned him into a chicken...
"So the god of death is not waterproof." Lan Shuijing smiled with a bent eyes and walked to Lin Chen, whose clothes were burned and ragged, and said, "You can't beat this kind of thing, it's so embarrassing, Chenzi."
Fortunately, Lin Chen had several sets of clothes in the wardrobe function, otherwise he would be shameless to see others in this look. After changing the burned clothes on his body, he looked at Lan Shuijing, "Sister Lan, why are you here?"
Lan Shuijing is a member of Zongheng and the first member of Lin Chen who had worked with Lin Chen back then. She was 28 years old and was the oldest in the team at that time. She was also the first person to join the team among their first members. She was an old-level figure. I heard that her background was very awesome, and even Xing Feng, the highest boss of the base, had to give her three points when he spoke.
It is because of this reason and she is the oldest that even the people in the team have to call her "Sister Lan".
The blue crystal seems gentle and weak on the surface, but it is super scary when angry. It is said that a scumbag once had a cuckold. Later, she knocked the scumbag unconscious with bare hands and tied it in the basement, and then took a super huge saw like logging to cut the scumbag's scumbag. Fortunately, someone heard the news and went to stop it, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable...
However, there are rumors that she has actually succeeded, but because of her strong background, this matter was suppressed...
The rumors are true or false, but it is true that Lan Shuijing has a black personality. Lin Chen, who has been with her colleague for more than a year, is deeply touched by this.
Chapter completed!