This Group of Players Are All Slimes

While the avatar Lu Fan was indulging in muscle training, the gods of the temple of the gods were celebrating it.

Although more than a hundred gods were missing, the chairs they vacated were filled with fine wine, which was rare in the world, to commemorate their fallen companions.

The God of Sacrifice who presided over the celebration raised his wine glass and cheered loudly: "Celebrate, my compatriots, we have once again defeated a powerful opponent, and we have defended the majesty of the gods."

Except for the weeping girl who was weeping silently, the other gods cheered and raised their glasses and drank the fine wine.

There are also some sane gods staring at the only empty chair.

That chair should have sat on the demon king, but the new god is currently exiled in his own temple, and it is estimated that he will not be released for a long time.

But what if he came out?

A demon king with strength comparable to that of the main god is bound to set off a bloody storm, and this conflict will not simply end with the fall of a hundred gods.

In hindsight, the plan seemed a bit reckless, so why didn't the gods react before it was implemented?

In which link did it go wrong?

They faintly thought of an answer, but when they actually solved the mystery, they suddenly felt a trance.

The divine blood of the stupid god injected into the origin of the world by the god of the gods played a role, making them feel that everything doesn't matter.

forget it!

Be happy!

Leave the future to the future, and now just immerse yourself in the joy of defeating the devil.

Previously, because the gods who were afraid of the devil started to act, the devils also began to look for new containers suitable to become the devil. The war between the brave and the devil began to enter a new chapter.

In the human world, Wolong is now proud and elated.

"What, it's Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Young!" Crouching Dragon shouted loudly.

"What, it's Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chu!" Feng Chu also echoed.

Beside these two funny and weird people, the hypnotist who originally wanted to criticize them has no confidence now.

act rashly,

And offended the god of health, and then triggered a change in the city of hot springs. This incident could have sent the two of them to the street lights.

However, as soon as the system announcement came out, these two players had already taken a big step forward on the road of torturing the gods, and they were the players with the furthest progress.

What's even more hateful is that the hypnotist still needs to assist these two guys to torture the God of Health together, and strive to grab the title of "Little Prince of Health" as soon as possible.

"Okay, okay, I know you two are amazing." The hypnotist said helplessly, "Tell me about your next plan."

"No more plans!"

"Let's take a step and see!"

"Genius never needs a plan, a genius only needs a feeling!"

"Hurry up and make the happy water of the fat house in the game, then we will feel more."

"It's like flying!"

The hypnotist felt even more headache.

His character tends to be rational, and he really can't be compared with these guys who are only one step away from a lunatic.

He had no choice but to turn his gaze to the magician: "Do you have any recent information? I need to refer to it."

"Yes, I have tidied up."

After receiving the magician's report, the hypnotist casually flipped through a few pages, and found that the contents were detailed and powerful, and the person who wrote this stuff should be a talented person.

Glancing at the magician at the side, the hypnotist found that the other party was still processing the information gathered by other members with ease, arranging the direction of the adventure group's funds, and sighed at the boss Duran who didn't understand anything and was still in command.

"It turns out that you are still the boss behind the scenes, magician." The hypnotist said admiringly.

"Who told that guy to be kind to me." The magician shrugged helplessly, "I have decided a long time ago that I need to repay that guy before he dies."

"I don't know if you are interested in having a drink with me and discussing the next plan together while repaying your favor?"

"It doesn't matter if you are sixty-seven?" The magician looked at the hypnotist playfully.

The hypnotist turned sideways and glanced at the slender waist exposed by the magician.

"It doesn't matter if you are a hundred years old." The hypnotist said seriously.

"Then come back when I'm a hundred years old. I'll be looking forward to it."

The hypnotist who was rejected could only smile helplessly, and then continued to read the report.

The Wolong Fengchu Hospital has been closed, but the "panacea" is still being sold secretly.

And because the public channel has been cut off, all the existing "panacea" are smuggled products, and every bottle of "panacea" is expensive because of changing hands. Fifty gold coins have already been sold on the black market.

The purchasing power of one gold coin can make a family of three live well within a year, but fifty gold coins is already a savings that a family can't spend in a lifetime.

At ten gold coins a bottle, the people had already seen hope, but this hope was fleeting like a meteor, leaving only a gloomy sky.

"Crouching dragon and phoenix chick have done a good job in this aspect. Through this kind of just-needed items, they have pushed the sect of the God of Health to the opposite of the people. Whether it is accidental or carefully planned, this is done beautifully."

Turning his head to look at Wolong and Fengchu, who had already started pulling others to play with snake-eating snakes, the hypnotist boldly defined this incident as a coincidence.

But after reading the report, the hypnotist felt that it was not enough.

"Universal Panacea" can seize part of the high-end market, but the bottom-end market has not been able to seize it yet.

Players are still hanging on a task of improving the faith of the nameless god, and a large number of poor people are the best source of faith.

"Wolong, Fengchu, is your medicine still effective after dilution?"

"Yes! We often take baths with diluted elixir, and the bath water is used to make soup, and the effect is amazing!"

"That's good. Also, I'll prepare my own meals in the future, and I won't eat yours if I'm killed. Just thinking about it makes me sick."

"Slime soup is delicious." Boss Duran leaned over and said, "I feel bad if I don't drink a little every day."

"Magician, take care of your benefactor, don't let him come and tear me down!"

Determined that the bathwater will work, the hypnotist forms a supplement plan in his mind.

It took a few hours to perfect the plan, and the hypnotist called Boss Duran, and carried the coffin into the room of the lord of the hot spring city in the early morning.

After being awakened by the sound of the coffin falling to the ground, the lord decisively covered his wife's mouth to prevent unnecessary trouble from her screaming.

After seeing clearly that it was Boss Duran, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and then asked in a low voice: "Boss Duran, what do you want to do again? I have already done what I did before, do you have any dissatisfaction?" ?”

"When you get on this boat, don't even think about getting off easily. Either die with us, or bring down the god of health."

"Can't you just be a spectator?"

"The grass on the wall is always the first to die, you choose yourself."

The lord glanced at his sleeping son.

After taking a bottle of elixir, the frail and sickly son has recovered, which no amount of money can buy.

Sitting up, he scratched his hair: "Forget it, I'm on your side, after all, I owe you my life. But let me state in advance that if something goes wrong, the safety of my wife and my son will be given priority."

"Don't worry, we will transfer them out tomorrow morning."

"That's good, tell me, what do you need me to do?"

"A power." The hypnotist took the words, "The power to allow a new god to enter the hot spring city."

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