On the hanging island, Zhang Mingxuan said in surprise: "Tang Sanzang and they were actually shortlisted?

Zhang Xiaofan's voice sounded in Zhang Mingxuan's heart: "They were so lucky, they met very low-strength opponents until the finals. ”

Zhang Mingxuan said in admiration: "It's really worthy of being the protagonist of luck, and playing a game has an advantage." ”

Zhang Xiaofan said: "The people I met below are all big guys, no matter how lucky they are, they are useless under absolute strength." ”

Zhang Mingxuan asked, "Sister Qingya, are they having fun?"

Zhang Xiaofan said: "The play is very good, especially when they actually met a team composed of several authors, and as soon as the other party saw Qilin's account, they all tried to die, all kinds of flattery." ”

Zhang Mingxuan said with disdain: "There are such spineless authors, who despise them?"

Zhang Xiaofan said: "The tyrant team of the Tianhuang nobles, the yellow cat team of the royal mercenary cat, the treacherous god team of the peacock that burns the sky, and the salted fish team of Tongtang. ”

Zhang Mingxuan said in surprise: "So many?"

Zhang Xiaofan laughed and said, "There are also reasons why I deliberately arranged it." ”

Zhang Mingxuan laughed and said, "You are really bad, but I like it." Now report it, and tomorrow the Armageddon begins. ”

Zhang Xiaofan's voice sounded: "Yes." ”

At night, inside an inn on Journey to the West.

Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice were sitting around the table, the candles on the table were beating, and the figures were elongated and reflected on the wall, which had a very supernatural feeling.

Tang Sanzang opened his mouth and said solemnly: "In this Flood Wilderness Spear God Finals, we don't seek victory, we will serve the Buddha's team, help the Buddha win the championship, and make up for our mistakes last time." Something like that at the time of the Flood Myth Contest must not happen. ”

Sun Wukong said casually: "I know, I know." ”

Zhu Bajie rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Master, what a mind the Buddha is, he doesn't care about victory or defeat, if we help him like this, we are breaking the rules, and the Buddha will probably not be happy." ”

Sha Wujing also nodded in agreement and said, "Master, what the second senior brother said is right!"

Tang Sanzang said firmly: "Then help secretly, don't let them find out, we will be an unsung hero, and after entering the battlefield, we will use internal communication, and we can't let the outside know what we say." ”

Zhu Bajie smiled and gave a thumbs up and said, "The master said it well!

Sha Wujing also nodded again and again and said, "I must do what the master says." ”

The white dragon horse also neighed excitedly.

The next morning, Zhang Mingxuan walked out of the room, and Li Qingya and others in the courtyard had already prepared breakfast.

Li Qingya smiled and said to Zhang Mingxuan, "Why did you get up early today?"

Zhang Mingxuan walked over with a smile and said, "Isn't this going to prepare for the decisive battle of the Flood Wilderness Spear God?!" Of course, you have to wake up a little earlier. ”

Zhang Mingxuan walked to the dining table and sat down, and asked suspiciously, "What about Qingxuan?"

Li Qingya said helplessly: "Take her group of team members and practice outside." ”

Zhang Mingxuan asked curiously, "Who are his team members?"

Li Qingya said: "Red Boy, Jinyang, Xiaoxue, and two netizens. ”

Zhang Mingxuan asked suspiciously, "Isn't Jinyang going to school?"

The queen chuckled and said, "The school is closed, and Mr. Jingde gives them a holiday to watch the finals." ”

Zhang Mingxuan gave a thumbs up and looked envious, why didn't I have such a good teacher in the first place?!

After the three of them ate and drank, they cleaned up and returned to the hall.

Zhang Mingxuan sat in the chair, took out his mobile phone and looked at the time and said: "It's half past seven, the live broadcast starts at eight o'clock, it's almost time, let's go in!"

Li Qingya, the queen nodded, and the three of them chose to form a team through the advertising page of the Flood Wilderness Gun God Finals, and instantly entered a virtual world, with dense figures sitting in the sky, and the sound of discussion and talking resounded in the sky.

Zhang Mingxuan, Li Qingya, and the queen flashed and entered a box in the void, with sofas, crystal tables, and fruit platters on the table.

The queen smiled and said, "Sister Qingya, I won't bother you, I'll leave first." ”

Li Qingya asked suspiciously, "Where are you going?"

The queen smiled: "The second brother also opened a private room and let me go over." ”

The queen smiled and waved her hand, her figure faded and disappeared, and she was pulled over by Li Shimin.

Zhang Mingxuan sat on the sofa, looked at Li Qingya, and said with a smile: "It's just the two of us, it's so good!"

Zhang Mingxuan patted the position next to him and said, "Sister Qingya, come and sit!"

Li Qingya pursed her lips and smiled, sitting on the sofa next to her, far away from Zhang Mingxuan.

A trace of regret flashed in Zhang Mingxuan's eyes, and then asked, "By the way, what about Yaya?"

Li Qingya said gently: "Yaya is asleep." ”

Zhang Mingxuan's eyes rolled, and he asked with a smile: "When will our mother come back?" I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

Li Qingya was stunned for a moment, flicked her fingers and said angrily: "Poor, looking for a fight! That's my mother." ”

There was a crisp sound, and a gas bullet bounced on Zhang Mingxuan's head.

Zhang Mingxuan said "oops", covered his head, and said with a smile: "It's also my godmother!"

Li Qingya rolled her eyes speechlessly, this guy was getting thicker and thicker.

Time passed slowly in the two talking and laughing.

At eight o'clock, a muffled thunder roared in the sky, and a wordless solemn atmosphere filled the world, and everyone instantly fell silent.

A grand voice sounded in the sky: "The final of the Flood Desolate Spear God begins, please enter the battlefield." ”

Ten pillars of light in the sky shot into the island below, and with a bang, the pillars of light turned into ten teams and randomly appeared in the ten directions of the island, and the audience looked down at the island below, paying attention to the team they were interested in.

The voice of the sky continued to sound: "The final battle is a melee of ten sides, and survive until the victory of the last side." ”

In a valley on the island, Tang Sanzang touched his body, looked at the other five teammates, and said suspiciously: "Have any of you ever played the island survival mode?

Sun Wukong hugged his hands, and said: "Don't ask my grandson, I haven't played either." ”

Zhu Bajie said with a smile: "Master, my old pig rarely plays games." ”

Sha Wujing also shook his head.

Tang Sanzang said with a weak heart: "Have we forgotten to bring weapons?

Bai Jingjing smiled and said, "I've played it! In the island survival mode, we don't have initial weapons, and we have to find all weapons by ourselves." ”

There was a young man standing next to him who was in the wind and said suspiciously: "Go find it yourself, that is, look at luck?"

Bai Jingjing smiled and nodded.

Tang Sanzang smiled and said: "It turns out to be a matter of luck! The poor monk's luck has never been bad, let's set off." ”

At the same time, the rest of the team also began to move, scattering to search the island.

A bald little fat man with a smile pulled out a long sword from the tree, shook it and said, "Yes, the dragon scale sword is a good weapon." Suddenly, his ears moved, and the figure quietly ducked behind the tree.

A gloomy middle-aged man walked over quietly with an axe in his hand, his eyes swept the sword hole on the tree, his pupils shrank, and his eyes looked away, passing by the tree casually, as if he was going to walk into the distance.