The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Wei Chengyuan’s words made everyone’s eyes fall on Chen Jiancheng.

Everyone's face is full of panic and fear, but looking at Chen Jiancheng's eyes are full of doubts and resentment.

If it weren't for this person to make a claim, perhaps the black raccoon was still closed.

Chen Jiancheng was watched by everyone like this, shaking his head and screaming again and again: "It’s none of my business, it’s not my business! It’s obviously that Wei Chengyuan’s method is useless, otherwise it will be impossible to trap the black raccoon. The colorful hooligans can kill all the World of Warcraft below the sixth order. How could it be unsuccessful? It is not my fault at all! It is not my fault!"

Tunxi looked at him coldly, his eyes seemed to contain cold blades. "The colorful hooligans can really kill all the sixth-order Warcraft. However, this black raccoon has advanced to the seventh-order. So your colorful stream Not only did it not kill it, but it became a catalyst for its evolutionary success."

"What? What?! Seventh-order Warcraft?!"

Everyone couldn't help but make an incredible scream. "Isn't that the highest level of Warcraft in this psychedelic forest has only six orders? How can there be a seventh-order Warcraft?"

Quxi looked at everyone coldly, "So, you better not expect the college to save us in a short time. The entrance examination officer of the Medical College is only the peak of Yuan Ying, the black raccoon. It is still lower than the first order. Now the control of this mystery has been completely taken away by this black raccoon. Even if it is the elder of the college, it will not enter in a short time."

"So what do we do? Is it waiting to die inside?"

"Oh... I don't want to die! I am only twenty years old. I am the best genius of our family. How can I die here!"

Wei Chengyuan said: "Oh, even if this black raccoon is a seventh-order, but there are also elders in the late Yuan Ying, so if they come, can we be saved?"

Tunxi nodded, and then looked coldly at Chen Jiancheng: "So originally, we have a dozen people who have great hopes for survival. As long as Wei Chengyuan’s formation can trap the black raccoon for a while, the college will I will find the elders of the late Yuan Ying, so we will be saved naturally."

"But, the emergence of colorful hooligans, let the black raccoon advance ahead of success. Seventh-order Warcraft, to kill us is just a matter of the moment!"

When the words of Tunxi came out, everyone was squatting with Chen Jiancheng, and he hated to smash him.

Chen Jiancheng now knows what he has done. He is not ashamed, but regrets it.

Although he wants to win and Chen Jiancheng, but he cherishes his life more, now that the black raccoon has become a seventh-order, it does not mean that he will die in the secret.

This is the result he can never accept!

Tunxi looks to Wei Chengyuan, "Wei Chengyuan, do you have other ways to subdue this black raccoon?"

Wei Chengyuan frowned, and he coughed a low voice: "There was still a way. We can form a sword array for thirteen people. This sword array is very simple and can be learned without drilling. Everyone just needs to stand on their own. The position can play the biggest defensive role, and even the warriors of the Yuan Ying period can resist."

"Is there any difficulty in trying to form this sword array?"

Wei Chengyuan pointed out that "the sword array does not require drills, but it requires the strong support of the military, but in this psychedelic forest, our spiritual power cannot absorb well." The first difficulty."