bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 129
Yihong Building is crumbling.

The beautiful spring scene hanging on the roof was shaking like a sieve. Han Dongwen stood where he was, with his heart in his throat.

"Sect Master! If you can't handle it, you must take this beast outside!"

He yelled loudly, Yang Kai in the air heard it, and turned around and cursed angrily: "Sinister said it lightly, I can't control where this monster is going! Even if you take it out, don't you want to take it out?" Is this sect sacrificed? I really suffered eight lifetimes of bloody misfortune, and taught you a bunch of white-eyed wolves..."

Yang Kai cursed, Han Dongwen's teeth were clenched.

Now how to do?
He racked his brains to think, could it be possible that he collapsed on the ground with his eyes closed at this moment, and returned to Lord Wen to ask him to arrange people to come back to rescue him?

The three lieutenants will definitely not embroider pillows like Sizhou. The current situation, even if it is a generation of monsters, from the design of the original game data, it is equivalent to the old version of the large-scale dungeon to deal with the bottom boss The new version of elite monsters should not be a problem.

However, the Xingzhou has stopped at the capital of the Principality of West Asia at this time, and this thing can't jump, even if they can beat it, the question is can they catch up?

Even if he rushed over, for the sake of Yihonglou, would he expose his biggest trump card at the moment?

"Go away!"

Tang Xiaobei, who was guarding the side, let out a roar, swung a hammer from bottom to top with quick eyesight, and knocked away a remnant soldier from West Asia who took the opportunity to rush up from the side. Immediately, it flew out like a puppet that had come off its strings, and slammed into the corner of the wall with a bang, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Ha ha……"

West Asia was very popular, but he still stared fiercely at Han Dongwen and his group, even though he was already exhaling more air than inhaling, he still showed a gloating smile.

"Just...even if we didn't blow up this building, but you incompetent people, what can you do with our holy beast?!"

His chin was already stained red with blood, and he raised his head and laughed wildly: "Jack! Come on, trample them all into powder, and bury all our brothers who died here!"

"This bastard talks a lot..."

With a gloomy face, Tang Xiaobei held the giant hammer in his hand and dragged it on the ground and walked slowly.

"Wait." Someone stopped her.

"What are you waiting for? Even if our building can't be saved, it's still worth killing one and earning money by killing two. I'll just..."

She turned her head impatiently, and suddenly found that it was Han Dongwen who was holding her back.

"Did he just say... bomb?"

Han Dongwen's eyes had already released a gleam of light, and he pointed in the direction of Yihonglou with great excitement.

"Go, go get the Fire Summoning Crystal, the Fire Summoning Crystal is still there!"

Call fire crystal?
After a short period of silence, the group of people suddenly boiled up.

"Fuck, it's the thing that blows up the building!"

"Then tmd is a box of grenades, which are much more useful than swords!"

A trace of fighting spirit was ignited in everyone's hearts, and Han Dongwen waved his hand: "Come on! Everyone rushed to the bottom of Yihong Tower and dragged that box back to me. Let's find a way to blow this thing up!"

The officers, soldiers and players immediately raised their weapons and rushed towards Yihonglou. Even if there were occasional remnants of Western Asia to obstruct them along the way, they could not slow down their speed at all.

The West Asian man who was hit by Tang Xiaobei was leaning against the wall at this moment, his face was ashen, panting heavily, staring at Han Dongwen with hatred in his eyes.

"Look at me?"

Han Dongwen looked at him, with the corners of his mouth upturned: "Okay, keep your eyes open and see if the plan you, a great military strategist, has contributed to us is useful or not!"

"Captain, is this it?"

The journey back and forth was not far away. Tang Xiaobei and the others ran back carrying a heavy suitcase. Apparently, there were many bloodstains and scars on their bodies because of this charge.

What they dragged was a heavy locked box, Han Dongwen frowned and looked at it: "That's the only box over there, nothing else?"

"No more, it should be."

Tang Xiaobei spat at his side, grabbed his sledgehammer and carried it on his shoulder: "This living habit is really fucking good, can you remember to lock the bomb when you don't use it? Break it open and see You'll know if you don't see it!"

"Don't!"

An officer and soldier stopped her quickly: "Why are you contractors so reckless? This is filled with fire-calling crystals. If the force is too strong, all of us will be blown to the sky!"

Tang Xiaobei clicked his tongue in disdain, turned around and kicked the West Asian man: "Hey, your bombs are put in here, right?"

The West Asian smiled disdainfully, and said provocatively, "Small it open and have a look, and you'll know?"

"Bring the box here."

Han Dongwen's voice came from behind Tang Xiaobei, and she turned around in surprise: "What... what should I do?"

"give it to me."

Han Dongwen smiled wearily, straightened the box in front of him, and gently placed his hand on the copper lock.

In his field of vision, the copper lock shone with a faint light, especially the lower left of the keyhole.

He raised the dagger in his hand, stabbed the sword lightly into the keyhole, and exerted a little force towards the lower left. With a "snap", the copper lock opened.

The most basic brass lock can't trouble the most basic snitch.

The big lid of the box was lifted, and the spar in the whole box exuded blue fire, which was even more radiant under the reflection of the surrounding fire.

"This is it!"

Tang Xiaobei slapped his thigh, raised his head excitedly and looked at the giant wolf: "What shall we say? Throw it up and blow it up?"

Han Dongwen shook his head: "There is only one chance. If you miss it or let the beast fly and then explode, it's all over."

Everyone looked at each other, Han Dongwen sighed, raised his head and shouted to the sky: "Sovereign! You will lead that monster towards me in a while!"

Yang Kai cursed and agreed, Han Dongwen turned his head to look at the people around him, found the ragged Sherlock Hook from the crowd, and beckoned to him wearily: "Come on, come here."

"Captain, tell me." Sherlock Hook said softly.

Han Dongwen thought for a while, then took out the dagger behind him and stuffed it into his hand: "Do you remember the blind man we met last time when we escorted the building materials? Just like last time, you take my dagger and run away, Throw it away!"

He planned to make the bait himself, wait for the giant wolf to detonate the fire-calling crystal for a moment, and then use the prayer beacon to leave!

In such a sensitive place, the church skill of prayer beacon naturally cannot be used openly in full view.

But the explosion of the fire-calling crystal is an instant thing. Is the transfer of the prayer beacon in time?

Han Dongwen himself had no idea.

"You guys run far away, the farther you run, the better."

Han Dongwen's tone couldn't help but look at each other, and they understood what Han Dongwen was going to do.

They didn't know about the prayer beacon, so in their view, Han Dongwen was undoubtedly ready to sacrifice himself.

"team leader!"

"team leader!"

The atmosphere became a little sensational, and Han Dongwen cursed secretly: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't delay things here!"

Tang Xiaobei clasped his fists together: "Captain, although you are an NPC, your behavior can be regarded as a top explosive bag bombing a bunker, I am convinced! Everyone in the live broadcast room can see it, you are a hero!"

Naturally, Han Dongwen shouldn't have heard this playful words, so he could only try his best to look into the distance without changing his face, and secretly cursed in his heart that I had a way out, and it was for my own property, let alone a trumpet. Can you compare with the people's heroes?
"Go!" he yelled.

Without further delay, everyone left the place with their fists clasped. Han Dongwen lay on the ground, holding the whole box of Huohuojing in his arms, and heaved a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)