Immortal Voices Chapter 798: Strategy (7)

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However, An Rui didn't have time to wait for the healing potion to work.

As soon as he cleared the points, the system space fluctuated, and the healing potion was cut by Rong Xian.

She followed the power, and the purple light flashed quickly between her eyebrows, and the power of the heavens penetrated into the system space, extracting all the power of the system, and capturing the core of the system by the way.

Completing these things is just a momentary effort, An Rui who is waiting for rescue: "..."

What about medicine? Where's my big bottle of medicine?

An Rui, who was too late to wait for rescue, began to turn blue and felt the passing of his own vitality. He panicked and shouted in his heart: "System, system?"

However, he stopped cooking the system a long time ago.

The system did not respond, and An Rui put her hope on Ouyang Yu.

However, none of them knew who, Ouyang Yu and the four thought that An Rui was acting in front of Rong Xian.

One by one, he showed his talent in acting, and comforted him with grief and weakness.

"Shengzi An, don't worry, you will be fine, no matter how much blood you shed, a few people will have their own astronomical phenomena." Tianquan said nonsense.

He sighed without arguing for pity, and solemnly promised: "Amitabha Buddha, Son of An, Buddha Xitian Bliss will not refuse you, please rest assured, I will take care of Sanskrit."

Bi Yao is very considerate: "If An Shengzi doesn't want to return to the Holy Flame, I can send someone to take you to the burial in Luoying Valley, Biluo City."

An Rui: "..." Don't think I don't know that you want my corpse to be fertilizer.

Wearing Sanskrit is not a human being, but you are a real dog.

An Rui thought of his pregnant and caring concubine room in the teacher, sadness came from it, and she hung up without coming up.

Until then, the other four people realized that the matter was serious.

All of them panicked, and An Rui, who had the system, died so simply, what about them?

In the face of death, the hearts of a few people became more cautious, and it was no longer a dispensable game state.

Tianquan's voice said with difficulty: "How could he die?"

There is a system, why did he die so easily?

Rong Xian doesn't seem to understand why he asks such a simple question, but he still patiently replied: "An Shengzi was seriously injured. Isn't it normal to lose it by accident?"

Ouyang Yu was taken aback, and immediately lowered his head to examine An Rui's body.

It was determined that An Rui’s death was due to fatal injuries and excessive blood loss.

A big "?" appeared on Ouyang Yu's face. Come on.

If An Rui died a little bit illusory, he could still accept it, but he would be so down-to-earth.

Why didn't he buy himself life-saving medicine?

Is there not enough points?

After careful consideration, Ouyang Yu found that this was the greatest possibility.

Although the target person’s favorability drops to a dangerous value and the system determines that it can no longer be reversed, the host will be obliterated, but in this case, the host they receive the same task will receive a message notification.

There is no notice now, which is obviously not the case.

But how could An Rui lose his points?

Ouyang Yu and the other four looked at each other, and they all understood each other's thoughts.

Forget it, it must be An Rui who was too long to waste his points.

It's gone when it's really needed, and it deserves it.

Seeing that the four of them were silent, Rong Xian's eyes fell on Ouyang Yu who was standing in front of An Rui's corpse. He fixedly looked at him for a while, and tentatively said: "Can Shengzi An still be saved?"

Ouyang Yu's expression moved slightly, fixed on compassion, and said: "He is gone if he is seriously injured."

Rong Xian's expression moved slightly, and she half-squinted her eyes, a trace of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.

It seems that the system can't bring four people back to life.

Rong Xian stretched out his hand to smooth out the unnecessary wrinkles on his clothes, showing grace and grace, but showing a slight gentle alienation, while sighing three-pointedly, "It seems that An Shengzi can only be in Huangquan. I admire me, and I don’t know if he is waiting for you by the Sanshengshi, and he will be a good brother in the next life."

Four people:...

The red mole on Ouyang Yu's eyebrows became more and more vivid, and he found it. Hearing the Sanskrit sound was just to tease them.

However, he was not emboldened to turn his face.

To turn your face is to die.

But no matter what, the five of them are considered to be the most powerful and powerful young generation in the arena. How can a boudoir girl not be tempted if she is less knowledgeable?

Is there something hidden that they don’t know?

Ouyangyu held back his anger, his eyes were deeply affectionate, and said: "There is no need to wait for An Shengzi. Ruoyu will encounter unexpected events one day, and I would like to wait for the sanskrit sound on the Sanshengshi, as long as I can see the sanskrit sound, I will be satisfied."

Rong Xian feels that this person's acting skills are really good, and this equal passion is really exciting.

Tianquan said very well: "I don’t want to go ahead. I hope I can live with Sanskrit until the end of life. When my life is approaching, I hope I can see Sanskrit first and take care of your affairs before I go to you. ."

Rong Xian pretended not to hear, this is too unlucky.

Don't fight for a gentle smile, just say: "The little monk will not become a Buddha."

"You can reconsider if you don't fight for the young master." Rong Xian persuaded in a low voice.

Don't fight for a chuckle, and don't say anything.

Seeing that the three of them took the opportunity, Bi Yao licked it. He looked down and said, "If Sanskrit is willing, I can guard a city for the rest of my life. You are the only one in this city."

Rong Xian's heart is shocked, this Bi Yaoyuan is still a person with a story.

#There is a grave in my heart, where the survivors are buried. #

After slowing down, Rong Xian looked at the four of them, the corners of her mouth raised, and her eyebrows were happy: "Since you all like me, I will give you a chance to pursue me. The province will reappear like An Shengzi. Sorry."

The voice fell, and the four-person system rang at the same time.

[Ding, the target person’s favorability score is increased by five, and the current total favorability score is twenty-five. ]

This is really fair. Everyone is twenty-five. It can be described as rain and dew.

It was not very safe outside, so Rong Xian sent someone to return An Rui's body to the Holy Fire Cult, and took Tianquan four back to the Burying Sword Villa.

Standing at the highest point of the Burial Sword Villa, Rong Xian said to the four people behind her vigorously: "Have you seen? This is the country my father laid for me. After you marry me, these will be ours." /

The word ‘married’ is really a bit prickly.

And still four people get married together.

Tianquan's face turned blue. Hearing the green tea in Sanskrit means that all four of her are required?

Think beautiful.

Tianquan covered his face with sleeves, and his tone was complicated and difficult to distinguish: "I thought that Sanskrit would like me a little bit better."

Looking at the distant scenery, Rong Xian replied seemingly true and false: "Don't make trouble, I like all of you four."

Listen, what kind of scumbag is speaking.

Bi Luo pretends to be chic and replied: "Does Sanskrit really like someone more?"

Rong Xian finally focused on a few people. She pinched her nose and pretended to say: "Oh, the vinegar jar is overturned."

She thoughtfully soothed: "Don't worry, I have the same heart for you, impartiality, no preference."

It's going to be killed anyway.

Well, her favorite is dead.