Resurrection: The Female Netizen Is Actually The Top God Of War?

The moment the name appeared again, Xin Yuan even had to react for a few seconds before he remembered the name that had disappeared for a long time.

Since the start of the war, this bad-hearted guy has almost lost all movement.

Xin Yuan has always regarded him as a hidden master of his age, but because there are too many things that require him to focus on, he forgot about this guy.

He was a little surprised and asked: "Really? It seems that he was really a person from the abyss before."

"Hell Road...sounds pretty tough."

"Has he done anything recently? Stop messing around?"

Hearing this, the black-robed man became in a bad mood, thinking that Xin Yuan was really wrong.

Since the beginning of the war, Zheng Xiaojian, a high-level power user, has never participated in a single battle!

After a war, there is no way to make money, and the public relations department is not very meaningful.

The first time I graduated with Oriental College, after the "termination of the contract", I couldn't find anyone, and started to enjoy life with a huge sum of money.

As for why you want to go back to the abyss...

three days ago.

The man in black still remembered that Zheng Xiaojian found Ghost Eye through some unknown means, and when he was brought up in front of everyone, Zheng Xiaojian greeted him heartlessly.

"Hi everyone.~"

Seeing this kid, many people in the abyss didn't have a good face. No matter what the organization is, they shouldn't have a good face for the players who quit midway.

Especially at that time, there was some unhappiness with Mo Qinggu.

Surprisingly, Bing Kui came out in person to save face, looked at the harmless smiling face, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Ah, I want to go to Hell Road for a while, please take me there." Zheng Xiaojian cut to the chase.

Bing Kui:  …

Hell Road is one of the core secrets of the abyss, so come when you say it? How dare you open your mouth and come here!

Zheng Xiaojian seemed to think of it suddenly, and said again:

"By the way, I told a few people how to contact you. I think Hell Road and Shura Road should be very useful to them. I suggest you open the back door for them."

At this point, there is no need for Bingkui to speak, and the other people around are basically blown away!

The ghost-masked man made a false grab with his right hand, and countless spikes surrounded Zheng Xiaojian, just like when he captured Xin Yuan.

"Boy, I don't know who you are." m.x.com

"But I understand what you said, you want to die, right?

"

Zheng Xiaojian raised his hands, made a French military salute, and said with a smile:

"Ann, it's up to you whether to kill or not."

The ghost face said: "Why do you think we won't kill you?!"

"I don't think so. If you die, you can die. I have nothing to worry about."

...

Bing Kui looked at him, ignored the treachery in his words, stopped the ghost-masked man, and said:

"Let's not talk about other things, and you put aside the matter of recommending outsiders to take the road to hell. I just want to know, what do you want to do when you go to the road to hell?"

"Ah, just to hide, the world is ending, I think it should be safer there." Zheng Xiaojian said with a smile.

After saying this, the atmosphere in the room became frozen.

The black-robed man, ghost-masked man, ghost-eyed and a series of masters of the abyss have all quieted down now, and they don't even bother to curse.

They were all ready, with a cold gleam in their eyes.

As long as Bing Kui looks at him, they can guarantee to take off this kid's skin!

So Bing Kui spoke up:

"Okay, I agree."

? ? ?

The figure of the man in black who had already rushed out froze in the air at that moment.

Until now, Heipao still doesn't understand what happened that day, she thinks that Zheng Xiaojian went crazy, and then Bingkui went crazy too.

That day, all the soldiers in the deep abyss were in a state of turmoil, but the leader of the army still resisted all opinions and threw that bitch into Hell Road.

The explanation given by Bing Kui is only four words: "He is different."

The man in black didn't understand, she could only think that Bingkui might think that Zheng Xiaojian would die on Hell Road.

 …

Shaking her head, she didn't think these things needed to be described to Xin Yuan, she just said: m.x.com

"It's nothing. Seeing that you are familiar with him, let me tell you that he is still alive for the time being."

"I still have something to do, so I won't disturb your two-person world."

After speaking, it disappeared.

Sitting on the roof, Xin Yuan and Jun Anyi both sighed.

At their level, everything in the war is closely related to them. Former classmates, comrades in arms, and masters who have some fate are the main force in this war.

And they are also a group of people who are at the forefront of casualties.

Xin Yuan thought for a while, then took out a big golden book and put it on his lap.

Gently flipping through the golden pages, she asked Jun Anyi who was beside her:

"Are there any casualties in the Temple of War God? Do you want to record it?"

"With a history pen in your hand, can you

Let them leave their names, just write it. "

Jun Anyi looked at the golden page curiously, and after receiving Xin Yuan's approval, he reached out and touched it to feel the texture on it.

There was a rare flash of sadness in his eyes, and he said:

"I don't know the specific situation. In order not to affect my mentality, the Temple of War God didn't tell me about these things."

"At that time, after everything is over, you can decide."

"However, we people are already very good. Can they...can leave their names in history? In the long river of history, where are their joys and sorrows?"

As he said that, Jun Anyi looked down and looked at the people there.

The city was not completely destroyed, the people were not evacuated, and they were still living here. m.x.com

However, temporary tents were set up everywhere. After all, there were still quite a few damaged buildings.

At this moment, the military and related personnel are distributing daily necessities there.

The dead did not receive a funeral. There was a long queue in front of the only open crematorium in the city, and suppressed sobbing was hidden in the air.

When the living can't take care of them, they don't have much thought to take care of the dignity of the dead.

They all died from the aftermath of yesterday's battle, and some of them were injured by the broken ice in the sky, accidentally injured by the ice that originally protected them.

"That's not your fault." Xin Yuan didn't know what to say, so he said directly.

"I know, I know that I have tried my best." Jun Anyi turned his head to one side.

"I just feel a little sad, maybe among them, there are lovers like us..."

Looking aside, Jun Anyi noticed something with sharp eyes.

The children who had finished eating gathered together in twos and threes at this time, and the oppressive and dull atmosphere did not affect them.

They were playing and venting their exuberant energy.

Someone was holding a stick and chanting what Xin Yuan said during the fight that day.

Distorted images were painted on the ground. From the chains and details, it was obvious that Xin Yuan was painted, the omnipotent hero in their mind.

They played and played each other, and their parents also prayed silently on the side.

Looking at these, Jun Anyi suddenly said:

"What about you? How do you plan to record yourself? Record your unprecedented achievements and status?"

Xin Yuan closed the book, stood up with a smile, and stretched greatly in the sun.

"Me? Forget it, history shouldn't remember me, they'd better forget me!"