The white-clothed swordsman lying on the bed had completely disappeared from his lower legs.
Seeing this scene, Wu Ming's eyes flickered slightly. This was not because he felt sympathy, but because he wanted to know who could cut off the legs of the swordsman in white.
"Did the little old man do it? No, the little old man is of zombie blood, and he can open and close his shots widely, so it is impossible to attack you. Immortun? That's not right, Imogen doesn't use weapons, so he can't do this cleanly! Could it be?
Catwoman? There’s no reason. Catwoman’s strength will kill you if she encounters you. The possibility of being attacked by her is really too low!”
Wu Ming sat on the bed, like a coroner conducting an autopsy, watching and talking to himself.
After a while, Wu Ming accidentally discovered that the swordsman in white's legs were not only very long, but also had a visual impact like white jade, which made people want to play with them.
What was going on? Wu Ming was a little distracted and couldn't help but look at the swordsman in white.
The next moment, he seemed to notice that something was wrong with Wu Ming's eyes.
The swordsman in white snorted coldly, raised his hand and used the blanket on his body to cover his legs again, and said coldly: "The person who attacked me is definitely beyond your expectation. If you knew him, haha, you wouldn't
It’s so easy!”
"Unexpected, what does this mean?"
Wu Ming was attracted by this topic and hesitantly said: "Could it be that Hanubis, the God of Death, personally took action against you?"
In Wu Ming's mind, anyone who takes action is expected, only the gods are unexpected.
But think about it on the other hand, if Hanubis really took action himself, the swordsman in white would not be able to come back alive even if he had a hundred lives.
"What are you thinking about? Hanubis is a god, how could he attack me!"
The swordsman in white smiled politely and said angrily: "The person who attacked me is the Dragon Emperor. The little old man's mission is not only to resurrect Immorton, he also resurrects the Dragon Emperor!"
"Dragon Emperor!"
When Wu Ming heard this name, he immediately thought of Legend of Gods and Ghosts 3, which is The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor.
This third part of the Mummy series has a lot of complaints, and it can be said that it blinded one's eyes.
But no matter what, the Dragon Emperor's power is real. O'Connor also said in the movie that the Dragon Emperor's power is stronger than Immorton.
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 really has the ability to beat the opponent when facing the team in white.
Thinking of this, Wu Ming was filled with emotion. He didn't expect that the little old man could reach this point.
After all, at the beginning, the hometown team was completely defeated. Without Wu Ming's help, the hometown team would have been destroyed in Hamna Tower, and there would be nothing to do next.
Of course, if he hadn't helped the little old man and the white-clothed team destroyed his hometown team, he probably wouldn't have let him go. What's more, the strength of his hometown team had too many external factors. This was the result of both sides at the time, and no one had it.
Questions that come to mind.
At the beginning, the most powerful one is the white team, which has the power to completely wipe out the hometown team.
Later, the hometown team passed the mission and joined Immorton and Dragon Emperor one after another. Only then did they turn defeat into victory.
It's like playing a tower pushing game. One side has a combination of heroes in the early stage and is unfavorable at the beginning.
On the other side, the hero combination in the later stages became stronger and stronger as they fought later, and actually gained the ability to turn defeat into victory.
"Seeing me like this, you should have thought of your own fate. Each of the Bible of the Dead and the Golden Book of the Sun in your hand is sold for 5,000 points in the Penguin Mall, plus an A-level evaluation. You said it yourself,
After my team is destroyed, will the little old man miss you more and more, or miss the two books in your hands?" The swordsman in white had a sneer on his face, which just spoke to Wu Ming's heart.
After Wu Ming resurrected Immorton, 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. Based on the greed of the little old man and the current situation, it would be crazy 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 with this idea usually exit the scene after three chapters in the story script, without even knowing how they died.
"Let's cooperate, but what happened before, we should all unite now." The swordsman in white spoke slowly, not at all estranged because Wu Ming had helped his hometown team before, and even killed his own team members.
To facilitate division, to facilitate union, to facilitate communication.
It has to be said that the swordsman in white is a qualified contractor. He only has a division of interests in his heart, but no hatred.
A month ago, the two sides were still life-and-death enemies, but a month later they were sitting here, discussing how to cooperate.
It’s not that the world is too crazy, it’s that everyone has a black heart and a pair of snobbish eyes.
"Even if we unite, I'm afraid we won't be strong enough, right?"
"It's not enough, but do you have a better way to avoid being chased by the opponent?"
Wu Ming shook his head slightly. The opponent swept across with strength. Any method would be pale and powerless in the face of absolute power.
But it's not enough to just surrender. Wu Ming still wants the reward for this mission, and he must not hand over the two books.
I can't beat him, but I don't want to be captured without mercy, so this matter is a bit difficult to handle.
Wu Ming thought for a moment and then said: "When will you recover from your injuries, and what is the Dragon Emperor's strength?"
"This injury cannot be recovered in this world. I can only use 80% of my strength. As for the Dragon Emperor's power, I can only say that it is very powerful. I am no match for him!" The swordsman in white's injury undoubtedly made matters worse.
, making the already slim chance of winning even slimmer.
Wu Ming even doubted whether the swordsman in white was telling the truth.
After all, after a swordsman loses his legs, his strength will definitely be greatly reduced. Wu Ming still doubts whether the opponent can still exert 80% of his strength.
"No doubt, I have my own way!"
As if seeing Wu Ming's doubts, the blanket covering the swordsman in white quickly rose into the air under the gaze of the three people.
The next second, the swordsman in white slapped the bed board with his right hand, and he rose into the air and landed on the flying carpet. A sword appeared in his hand.
With a sword in his hand, the swordsman in white seemed to be a different person, no longer a sick man lying in bed.
Wu Ming looked at the other party with interest, seeing that the swordsman in white had no legs, but controlled the flying carpet and moved left and right in the air.
Unfortunately, for some reason, Wu Ming could hardly feel admiration in his heart when looking at the disabled swordsman in white, but instead felt an inexplicable sense of joy.
"What are you thinking about? I noticed that you seem to be smiling?"
"Did I laugh?"
Wu Ming shook his head resolutely, looked at the white-clothed swordsman's appearance at this time, and whispered: "I'm not laughing, I just noticed that your appearance still lacks an Aladdin's magic lamp!"
"puff..."
Wu Ming did not laugh, but O'Connor on the side couldn't bear it anymore.
Hearing O'Connor's laughter, the swordsman in white sat on the flying carpet. Under his pale face, there was a look of perseverance that could not be concealed: "The flying carpet is my legs and will lead me to defeat the enemy. You don't have to doubt it."
My fighting ability."
The white-clothed swordsman's tone was as firm as iron. Combined with the blood stains soaked into the gauze at the broken wound, it created a touching scene.
Seeing this scene, neither O'Connor nor Wu Ming had any smiles on their faces.
In fact, O'Connor could swear that he had never seen anyone with such a determined fighting spirit in his life.
"Your firm belief prevents me from questioning your strength. We can cooperate!" After a moment of silence, Wu Ming slowly spoke, no longer regarding the swordsman in white as a crippled burden.
"Count me in, you are a strong warrior, and your fighting spirit has infected me!" O'Connor also spoke in a tone of admiration.
After hearing the two people's statements, the swordsman in white smiled and opened his mouth to say something.
The next second, before he could say anything, the swordsman in white staggered, tilted his head and fell off the flying carpet.