MTL - Right on Target-Chapter 177 177 kun kao mountain kun kao

Zhu Rong's roar shook the night, amidst the dust and smoke, the defense alarm blared wildly. The birthplace collapsed, and if Jue hadn't reacted quickly, everyone would have been crushed underneath.

"This guy is terrible," Jue protected everyone with branches, leaves and roots, "No, I can't bear it anymore, everyone evacuate!"

After saying that, it became several times bigger, pushing everyone to the ground with its staggered rhizomes. But the ground was already in ruins, and under the heavy rain, Zhu Rong waved his scepter again.

"boom-!"

The flames rose into a wall of fire tens of meters high, bounded by the chariot, forming a circle here, trapping everyone.

"Su, He, Ting!" Zhu Rong leaned over holding his staff, staring into a pair of red eyes to search, "Where are you?"

Its huge and dazzling body burned with fire, and everyone was crushed under its own shadow. The two cold snakes separated left and right, and made a threatening sound of "hissing" along with its inquiry.

The bell kept shaking "ding, ding" in the rain, and Su Heting held up the lamp and said, "I'm here."

Zhu Rong's eyes fixed on Su Heting, and slowly, the corner of his mouth parted, showing a horrified smile: "Oh, you are here. Thank you, Su Heting, you have helped me a lot."

It shook its shoulders and laughed, like a leaking stereo, its voice was indistinct.

Su Heting kicked away the debris at his feet, and said, "Tell me, otherwise I will forget the good things I have done."

At this tense moment, he also seemed to be greeting a friend. Although there was a huge difference in body shape from Zhu Rong, his aura was not weak at all.

Zhu Rong's expression was paradoxical: "If you forget, forget it, as long as you know, I came here specially to thank you."

After the sound fell, it raised the scepter and slammed it on Su Heting's position.

Jue's rescue was a step slower, and he couldn't help shouting: "Kitten!"

The ground cracked with a "bang", and the fragments collapsed and flew in all directions. Su Heting didn't move, even though his cheeks were scratched by the debris, and the torrential rain messed up his hair, he knocked on the small lamp with his backhand, and Lan Yan burst out with a momentum he had never seen before—

He said: "To thank others, you must have the attitude of thanking others."

The silver dots flew, and the blue flames swept across the battlefield like a bamboo, throwing Zhu Rong's red fire to the weak, and the soaring temperature around him suddenly dropped.

Zhu Rong raised his arm to block, but his arm was burned. This was a great shame for Vulcan, and he was so angry that he issued orders to the sky: "Burn, burn!"

Bi Fang, who was on standby in the air, let out a "beep" in unison, turned around and rushed down, and sprayed the beak cannon at the crowd. The cannon is like a meteorite, with raging fire, dragging out an extremely long light in the rain.

Jue's rhizome crawled out of the ground, like a swarm of pythons. It said, "Get down!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

All the guns between the beaks hit Jue's tree, but the tree was not injured. It held up the branches and leaves, and said happily: "7-006, I'm fine!!"

The blue flame burning among the branches and leaves is like armor, protecting its memory data for Jue, but the color of the blue flame is fading, like moonlight, and a thin layer will soon be left.

The scratch on Su Heting's cheek was bleeding, and the blood was diluted by the rain before it reached his chin. He said: "You take everyone to evacuate."

Jue said: "We are teammates, we must act together."

Su Heting raised his head, seeing that Zhu Rong had signs of running away, and said, "What are you talking about, our team disbanded when the time-limited hunting ended, and I am your superior now."

Jue said: "You are talking nonsense, we have never had a distinction between superiors and subordinates here!"

Su Heting twitched the corners of his lips: "I have."

He spread his palms flat, the small lamp was splashed by the rain, and it seemed to be going out faintly. He said: "Run away, Jue, take everyone to escape together, whether you hide in the sand or in the ditch, as long as you can survive, you will win."

Jue said, "If I leave you—"

Su Heting said: "You don't, you are the best system in the world, I entrust everyone to you, the conqueror, the silver point of consciousness, and the officer."

Zhu Rong's chariot began to roar, which was a precursor to the charge. Su Heting's face was covered with rain, his eyes were surprisingly bright, and he had a kind of all-or-nothing vigor. He gripped the little lamp tightly and said, "Please, Invincible Little Tree, run hard!"

As the sound fell, he didn't give Jue a chance to refuse. Lan Yan rose from the ground, penetrated the wall of fire, and opened a way for Jue. Jue's rhizome stretched out violently, and flew outward with the people who were still alive. The beak cannon chased after it, and it didn't dare to turn back, so it could only run wildly.

Zhu Rong said sharply, "Where are you going!"

The chariot rushed out with a "buzz", and the ground shook violently. During the gallop, the tracking guns on both sides were lit up, and they were about to shoot in Jue's direction.

Su Heting said: "Don't worry about it!"

Lan Yan engulfed Zhu Rong's chariot from bottom to top. Zhu Rong yelled immediately, the crown of thorns on its head was corroded by blue flames and broke, and green data flowed out from it, dripping all over its head.

"Burn..." It made a painful voice, reaching out to grab its own throat, as if to stop the spread of green data, "Burn all of this..."

The tracking gun could not be launched under the interference of the blue flame, but the speed of the chariot did not slow down. It smashed into the dim light signs near the street, like a mad buffalo, trying to run everyone under the car.

Su Heting stood not far from the chariot, the wind blew his clothes, and the bells on the small lights kept ringing. He used up the last lighter, let Lan Yan rise from his feet, imitating Zhu Rong's wall of fire, and withstood the impact of the chariot.

"Snapped!"

At the same time as the chariot hit, the lamp wall of the small lamp also exploded into cracks.

Zhu Rong's whole body was covered with green data, and the cold snake between his arms wrapped around its neck and merged on top of its head. The white mecha turned around immediately, formed a light cannon, and fired towards the blue flame wall.

"Boom—"

The cracks in the small lamp deepened, and the rain poured in along the cracks. The blue flame wall dissipated at the sound, and Su Heting was knocked off the bell by the strong wind. His breathing was unsteady, and he tried to grab the bell.

"The old **** said!" A hand suddenly came out and caught the bell, "Families must take care of each other! Mr. Cat, I caught it!"

The leader was covered in mud, just crawled out of the ruins on the side, and smiled at Su Heting: "I—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was hit by Zhu Rong's scepter and rolled all the way into the ruins. But thanks to his appearance, Zhu Rong was distracted and gave Su Heting a chance to breathe.

Su Heting said, "Thank you!"

The cat steadied the little lamp and smashed it with one blow. The glass splashed, and the blue flames fell to the ground.

The leader was stunned and let out a duck-like cry: "Gah!!"

Su Heting said, "I'll show you one."

The blue flame disappeared, and two seconds later, the blue data hidden in the ground spewed out, like a flood that broke a bank, and washed away Zhu Rong's chariot in an instant.

Zhu Rong was furious, and it roared with a stick: "Kill him!"

The leader got up, expecting Su Heting to perform another one, but Su Heting turned around and ran away. The cat jumped over the railing blocking the way in two steps, and said, "Hurry up, I'm out of luck!"

The leader followed in a panic, raised the bell, and shook it wildly.

Su Heting said, "What are you doing?"

The leader howled: "Summon sir!!"

The two of them didn't run many meters, when the artillery fired from behind, and the air wave directly overturned Su Heting. The cat rolled and hit the broken wall, almost vomiting blood.

The leader said: "Amitabha Buddha's old god, the Invincible Heavenly King, open your eyes and quickly send down divine soldiers to save us!"

Su Heting suffered severe back pain and felt dizzy. He stood up, hearing the sound of explosions. The white light of the cold snake cannon dazzled his eyes, he said he had no choice but to save the leader, so he snapped his fingers with trembling hands to let the blue flame wrap around the leader, and said: "Hold your head. "

The leader hugged his head, and the cold snake cannon hit here instantly. But he didn't fall down as expected, but stood in front of Su Heting, and shouted the shameful words in a cowardly posture: "I'm unyielding!"

The cold snake cannon exploded with a bang, mud splashed, and the broken wall collapsed.

The leader was panting heavily, his body was covered in blood, and under the robe that he never wanted to lift up, there were blade-edged legs that looked exactly like a nocturnal wandering girl. He fell to his knees with a "plop" and his legs had been broken by the blast.

Zhu Rong bent down fiercely and grabbed Su Heting. It has been disfigured by the interlaced data, only a pair of eyes staring at Su Heting.

The leader was still ringing the bell. He was pitifully small in front of Zhu Rong, hoping to summon the gods, but the deformed bell never rang again. Zhu Rong took the opportunity to raise his foot, trying to trample him into a puddle of mud.

"Ding."

"Ding-"

The moment the bell rang, a giant shadow fell from the sky. The three-headed and six-armed Asura slammed into the back of Zhu Rong's head, and Zhu Rong fell forward under the huge force.

"The old **** said," the leader wept with joy, trembling all over, "the chief and the sixteenth brother..."

Xie Zhenshu caught Su Heting, rolled over and fell to the ground. His whole body was soaked, whether it was sweat or rain, and his chest was heaving violently.

—Catch up!

Zhu Rong supported his body with the scepter, and there was a messy electronic sound between his teeth, like a machine with a misplaced tape. The two cold snakes on its head entangled Asura, trying to tear him to pieces.

Xie Zhenshu picked up Su Heting and said, "Cat, wake up."

Su Heting lost the small lamp, only a little blue flame was still in his palm. His face was as white as paper, and he said, "I can't walk anymore."

The rain was so heavy that the path opened by the cat had long been swallowed up, and there were red fires all around. Xie Zhenshu carried him on his back, but couldn't feel his weight.

Su Heting said: "I originally wanted to be a hero, but it turned out to be so poor."

The heat waves slapped his face, Xie Zhenshu was hurting from all the injuries he had suffered all the way. He said: "You have already been."

The hero had traveled through the fires of the Civil War and came to him with a gun. Xie Zhenshu is often regarded as a god, but in his heart, it is Su Heting who will always shine.

Zhu Rong suddenly extinguished the fire and recited scriptures. Buddha statues rose from the ground and surrounded them. They chanted in unison, interfering with Xie Zhenshu's consciousness connection. At this time, the wind began to blow in the opposite direction, and the rain began to fly upwards. The sound of chanting called the ghost car bird, and the sky and the earth were spinning.

Su Heting said: "Thank you for the pillow book."

Xie Zhenshu said: "Yes."

Su Heting said: "I don't want to go home alone."

Xie Zhenshu said: "I know."

Su Heting held the ignition, as if holding his own breath. He said, "Give me a ride."

Xie Zhenshu didn't answer, the rain ran down his cheeks, he didn't want to answer this sentence. Asura was torn into pieces by Zhu Rong, he turned his head and said, "It's raining so hard, please guide me, I'll go with you."

Su Heting said, "Okay."

He opened his hand, and the ignition flew out, becoming the only light in the upside-down gray world. The surrounding chanting stings the eardrums, the torrential rain is rumbling, and the punishment area is extremely folded under the action of Zhu Rong. It carries unknown power and is almost unstoppable.

Xie Zhenshu felt that the cross star was slightly hot, it was Su Heting kissing it. He heard the cat whisper in his ear, "I've missed you too, from the moment the train left the city station. Thanks for the book, I—"

Just for a moment, he and that light fell into the darkness together, and everything was over.

"The truth is the same as the law, salute the heavens, and obey..."

The sound of chanting gradually faded away, and Xie Zhenshu's consciousness paused. Death might be the beginning of a long journey, but he thought he was wrong, he couldn't walk with Su Heting.

"...the Holy One can prolong the life span of a hundred years..."

The star of the cross rotated, and the sound of chanting sounded again, and it became louder and louder. With the pouring rain hitting his face, Xie Zhenshu opened his eyes and found himself staying where he was.

Zhu Rong stood not far away, and its face returned to its original form, but its expression became more and more strange, half smiling, half crying. It exudes a sweet smell, similar to that of gandharvas that are paraded at night.

"Bang, bang, bang."

A familiar voice sounded, and the broken world was restored in the reflection of the ghost car bird and the phantom of Gandharva. The fire was blazing, Xie Zhenshu saw Su Heting passing by him, and said to the huge double image of the flame: "I am here."

He is just like the real one, right by his side, but he will only go straight to a fixed ending.

Xie Zhenshu took a moment, and a painful voice came out of his throat: "...stop."

Zhu Rong showed a sly smile, one eyeball was looking at Su Heting's phantom, the other eyeball was looking at Xie Zhenshu, and there was a "huchi" noise in his throat. It is not a **** at all, but a monster equipped with chips from other gods and demons.

It said: "It's very interesting, from now on, you can be Zhu Rong."

There can be countless phantoms of Su Heting. They turned their heads in the chaotic reflections, holding the fragile lamp, their eyes seemed to be able to penetrate falsehoods, and saw Xie Pillow Book.

"I'm here," they said together, "Zhu Rong."

In front of Su Heting, Xie Zhenshu was unarmed. The rain dripped over his brows and eyes, and he felt cold. At this moment, he was finally no longer a god, but a humble human being.