The male god of the fast travel system surrendered quickly

Chapter 35
After combing through the entire memory, Chen Xinyao only felt a bright light before realizing that she was standing on the city wall of the base.

In front of them is a group of dense loss, and people with trypophobia probably fainted.

Some slightly higher-ranking losers tried to climb up the wall, but they were beheaded before they could get up.

The headless corpse below him fell down the city.

Some creepers climbed up very fast, and a man in military uniform shouted to light the fire.

Only then did Chen Xinyao realize that the city wall had already been doused with gasoline, and as soon as sparks touched the entire city wall, a raging fire instantly ignited.

Feeling the heat of the fire, Chen Xinyao subconsciously took a step back, feeling that she bumped into someone and looked back.

Isn't this the so-called girlfriend?Do you have to do it now?Now it is on fire, if she pushes it down at this time, can you still see the corpse emperor?It is estimated that it was burned directly into black charcoal.

The best friend didn't seem to expect that Chen Xinyao would back off suddenly, she really wanted to push Chen Xinyao into the sea of ​​flames.

"Xinyao, don't be afraid, I'm a fire element, stand behind me" Chen Xinyao stopped behind him with an air of protecting himself.

That way it seems to say that I am here to protect you, and I have no malicious intentions.

It's just that her body is slightly sideways, with a weapon in her hand, she seems to be facing a loss of battle, but she is actually worried that Chen Xinyao will do something bad to her behind her back.

Chen Xinyao helplessly rolled her eyes, girl, you are overthinking.

The creeper's body was covered in flames, roaring angrily, but eventually he was scorched and fell down.

The flame gradually extinguished. After all, it was just gasoline and there was no combustion aid.

After the flames were completely extinguished, some losers crawled and continued to attack the city wall.

Hundreds of thousands of losses are like climbing up without feeling tired or pained.

Corpses gradually piled up on the walls, some lost and some human.

Chen Xinyao waved the watermelon knife in her hand and looked at a third-order loss that had already climbed up.

"Chong"

There was a sound of seeing something hard when the blade hit the third-order lost head, and the watermelon knife in his hand was also bent.

Lost seemed to realize that Chen Xinyao had nothing to do with him, or laughed at Chen Xinyao's overreaching, let out a roar and rushed towards Chen Xinyao.

A hand covered in black blood stains waved towards Chen Xinyao's head.

Chen Xinyao lowered her head slightly to avoid the lost claws.

Chen Xinyao, who escaped from the sharp claws, was secretly heartbroken, this is not a task done by humans, dear girlfriend, you are pushing me.

Don't die at that time without knowing the corpse emperor, it's not worth it.

A certain best friend seemed to hear Chen Xinyao's inner voice, and a flaming knife slashed straight at the loser who was chasing Chen Xinyao.

Lost and fell.

A girlfriend: It's not that I want to save her, but that the teammates next to her are ready to move. If I don't make a move, Chen Xinyao will be rescued by others.

"It's still hello, save me." Chen Xinyao's cute eyes widened as if looking at a certain girlfriend gratefully.

A girlfriend smiled and said, "It's okay, we're not girlfriends, we should save you." But when she turned around to deal with the loss of the other person, the innocent smile on her face disappeared, replaced by a touch of hatred.

Chen Xinyao said: There are ten thousand heads running through her heart.

Turning around to deal with the second-order loss, she was already exhausted at this time, and the hand holding the broken watermelon knife trembled slightly.

Looking at the back of Chen Xinyao who was slashing lost with a knife, a certain best friend stretched out the devil's hand.

(End of this chapter)