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Chapter 120 The Dragon Emperor Appears
The white-clothed swordsman lying on the bed has disappeared completely from the calf down.

Seeing this scene, Wu Ming's eyes flickered slightly. It wasn't that he felt compassion, but that he wanted to know who could cut off the legs of this white-clothed swordsman.

"Did the little old man do it? No, the little old man is of zombie blood. His hands are wide open and closed, and it is impossible to attack you. Emerton? No, Imerton doesn't use weapons, so he can't do this neatly! Could it be Catwoman? There's no reason, Catwoman's strength will kill you if you meet her, the possibility of being attacked by her is really too low!"

Wu Ming sat on the bed, like an autopsy, talking to himself while watching.

After a while, Wu Ming accidentally discovered that the legs of the swordsman in white are not only very long, but also have a visual impact like white jade, which is very tempting to play with.

What is the situation? Wu Ming was a little distracted, and couldn't help but look at the white-clothed swordsman.

The next moment, he seemed to notice that something was wrong with Wu Ming's gaze.

The swordsman in white snorted coldly, raised his hand and covered his legs with the blanket on his body again, and said coldly: "The person who attacked me is definitely beyond your expectations. If you knew him, hehe, you wouldn't So easy!"

"Unexpectedly, what does that mean?"

Wu Ming was attracted by this topic, hesitantly said: "Could it be that Hanubis, the god of death, personally attacked you?"

In Wu Ming's thinking, anyone who made a move was expected, and only the gods were unexpected.

But thinking about it the other way around, if Hanubis really made the move himself, even if the white-clothed swordsman had a hundred lives, it would be impossible for him to come back alive.

"What are you thinking, Hanubis is a god, how could he attack me!"

The swordsman in white smiled angrily, and said angrily: "The one who attacked me was the Dragon Emperor. The little old man's task is not only to revive Imerton, but also the Dragon Emperor!"

"Dragon Emperor!"

Hearing this name, Wu Ming immediately thought of Legend of Gods and Ghosts 3, which is the tomb of the mummy Dragon Emperor.

The third part of this mummy series has a lot of complaints, which can be said to be blinding.

But no matter what, the power of the Dragon Emperor is real. O'Connor also said in the movie that the Dragon Emperor's power is stronger than that of Emerton.

If the little old man's team really resurrected the Dragon Emperor and gained the other party's trust.

Not to mention, the combination of the little old man + Immorton + Dragon Emperor + Catwoman + paladin, when facing the white team, really has the strength to beat the opponent.

Thinking of this, Wu Ming's heart was full of emotion, he never thought that the little old man could go this far.

After all, at the beginning, the hometown team was completely beaten.Without Wu Ming's help, the hometown team would have been wiped out in Hamna Tower, and there would be nothing left to do.

Of course, if the little old man hadn't been helped, the white-clothed team would have destroyed the hometown team, and they probably wouldn't have let themselves go.What's more, the strength of the hometown team has too many external factors. This is a problem that no one on both sides thought of at the time.

In the beginning, the white-clothed team was the most powerful, possessing the strength of the home-destroying team.

Later, the hometown team passed the mission and joined Imerton and Dragon Emperor one after another. Only then did the defeat turn into victory.

It's like playing a game of tower pushing, with an early hero combination on one side, and everything starts off well.

On the other hand, it is the combination of heroes in the late stage, which becomes stronger and stronger in the later stage, and has the strength to turn defeat into victory.

"Seeing me like this, you should have thought about your fate. The Bible of the Undead and the Golden Book of the Sun in your hands are each sold for [-] points in the Penguin Mall, plus an A-level evaluation. Say it yourself, After my team is destroyed, will the little old man miss you even more, or the two books in your hands?" The white-clothed swordsman said with a sneer on his face, right in Wu Ming's heart.

After Wu Ming revived Imerton, the reason why he chose to leave was to avoid long nights and dreams.

At this moment, the hometown team has completely defeated the white team. With the little old man's greed and reality, it would be a ghost if he would let these two books go.

Wu Ming is not a three-year-old child, he will not have the idea that if he has helped the other party, the other party will not harm him.

Because people who have this idea, in the story script, usually have to leave after three chapters, and they don't even know how they died.

"Let's cooperate, but what happened before, we should all unite at this time." The swordsman in white said slowly, not at all because Wu Ming had helped the hometown team before, and even killed his own team members.

To share, to combine, to exchange.

It has to be said that the swordsman in white is a qualified contractor, and he only has interests in his heart, not hatred.

A month ago, the two sides were still enemies, but a month later they are sitting here, discussing how to cooperate.

It's not that this world is too crazy, but that everyone has a black heart and a pair of snobbish eyes.

"Even if we unite, I'm afraid the strength is not enough?"

"It's not enough, but do you have a better way to not be hunted down by the other party?"

Wu Ming shook his head slightly. The opponent swept away with strength, and any method would appear pale and powerless in the face of absolute power.

But it's not enough to just capture it. Wu Ming still wants the reward of this mission, and the two books must not be handed over.

If you can't beat it, but you don't want to be caught without a fight, this matter is a bit difficult to handle.

Wu Ming pondered for a moment, then said: "When will your injury recover, and what is the strength of the Dragon Emperor?"

"The injury this time cannot be recovered in this world. I can at most display [-]% of my strength. As for the power of the Dragon Emperor, I can only say that it is very strong. I am not his opponent!" The white swordsman's injury is undoubtedly worse , making the odds of winning even smaller.

Wu Ming even doubted whether the swordsman in white was telling the truth.

After all, after a swordsman loses his legs, his overall strength will definitely be greatly reduced. Wu Ming doubts whether the opponent can display [-]% of his strength.

"Don't doubt, I have my own way!"

As if seeing Wu Ming's doubts, the white-clothed swordsman's body was covered with blankets, and quickly lifted into the air under the eyes of the three of them.

The next second, the white-clothed swordsman slapped the bed with his right hand, and the whole person soared into the air and landed on the flying carpet, and a sword appeared in his hand.

With a sword in hand, the swordsman in white seemed to be a different person, no longer a sick patient lying on the bed.

Wu Ming looked at the other party with great interest, seeing that the swordsman in white had no legs, but controlled the flying carpet, moving left and right in the air.

It's a pity that, for some reason, looking at the disabled swordsman in white, Wu Ming hardly felt admiration, but instead felt an inexplicable sense of joy.

"What are you thinking, I found you seem to be smiling?"

"Am I smiling?"

Wu Ming shook his head resolutely, looked at the appearance of the white-clothed swordsman at this time, and said in a low voice: "I didn't laugh, I just realized that you still lack an Aladdin magic lamp!"

"puff"

Wu Ming didn't laugh, but O'Connor couldn't help it anymore.

Hearing O'Connor's laughter, the white-clothed swordsman sat on the flying carpet, with a look of unconcealable determination under his pale face: "The flying carpet is my legs, which will lead me to defeat the enemy. You don't have to doubt it." my fighting power."

The swordsman in white, with a firm tone like iron, combined with the blood stains soaked through the gauze at the broken wound, formed a moving picture.

Seeing this scene, no matter whether it was O'Connor or Wu Ming, there was no smile on their faces.

O'Connor even dared to swear that he had never seen anyone with such a firm fighting spirit in his life.

"Your firm belief makes it impossible for me to question your strength. We can cooperate!" After a moment of silence, Wu Ming spoke slowly, no longer treating the swordsman in white as a crippled burden.

"Count me in, you are a strong fighter, and your fighting spirit has infected me!" O'Connor followed suit, saying in an admiring tone.

Hearing the two's statement, the swordsman in white smiled and wanted to say something.

The next second, before he could say anything, the white-clothed swordsman was on the verge of falling, tilted his head and fell off the flying carpet.

(End of this chapter)