The male god of fast-wearing god-level female supporting role kneels down

Chapter 260
Afterwards, four or fifty people surrounded Yanmo.

Sheng Xia took a look and couldn't help but silently took a step back.

Although the four or fifty people will be responsible for some expensive expenses, the comfort in my heart is a feeling that cannot be bought back with thousands of dollars.

Soon Midsummer received a secret.

Secret language: Yan Mo [Hurry up and lift the killing order! 】

Although he couldn't see Yan Mo's expression, Sheng Xia could feel his panic.

Sheng Xia smiled and didn't pay any more attention.

Hehe... Facing the beating of 50 people, there is still time to type here in privacy.

Very hanging!
Sheng Xia sat on the side again, watching quietly.

Looking at the time, I found that Yan Mo is really powerful, with so many people, how much control skills are there.

He was able to survive for 2 minutes in front of so many people.

Yan Mo is dead.

Then those four or fifty people, the swordsman headed by them, came to Sheng Xia.

"Just watch from the sidelines, no need to take screenshots!"

"Need not!"

Midsummer waved his hand.

She traded this swordsman for 1000 million G.

The swordsman accepted it with satisfaction. Although the whole guild was dispatched at the same time, the more times they came, the more everyone would share.

His thoughts just turned around in his heart, and then he saw that Sheng Xia canceled the pursuit order.

"What do you mean?"

The swordsman frowned. He had planned a way to lead the entire guild to get rich.

This was used once and then canceled.

Are you playing with him?
The swordsman's expression was sinister, especially the look in Sheng Xia's eyes, which also became sinister.

"What do you mean?"

he asked coldly.

"Why was the killing order canceled!?"

she asked again.

"I make it myself. I can cancel whenever I want. Can you control it?"

Sheng Xia replied coldly.

"Ha ha--"

The swordsman sneered, and the sword in his hand quickly slashed towards Sheng Xia's body.

At this moment, Yan Mo came back to life, and he blocked the blow for Sheng Xia.

Midsummer flashed, and far away, the guqin in his hand rolled in the air, hovering in mid-air.

Her fingers moved quickly over it.

There is a light curtain around Yan Mo's body, like a barrier, which can be immune to attacks.

These are given by Midsummer.

The two suddenly cooperated again.

"Kill that healer first!"

The swordsman yelled, "Damn it, Yan Mo has been bled all the time, so it's as if he can't lose blood, and he can even release control."

A dozen or so people died on their side at once.

Therefore, the swordsman didn't want to be so head-on.

With a loud shout, killing Linghu Xingxing first is the kingly way.

However, what makes him feel strange is...how could he become so powerful all of a sudden, despite being the No. 1 idiot.

This makes people feel very strange.

At the swordsman's order, many people attacked Midsummer.

Sheng Xia had another flash, she was already standing beside Yan Mo.

Seeing her walking up to him, Yan Mo couldn't help but nodded.

Reached out to help her deal with a few flies.

Then...within 1 minute, all members of this gang died.

"Come on!"

Yan Mo sacrificed his mount, which was a black dragon with lightning.

He flew.

Midsummer also called out her colorful phoenix, which also flew into the air.

(End of this chapter)