"Hey, dad, what I mean is..." Ding Peng racked his brains and began to think about how to explain.
But Ding Xiaoyi no longer had the intention to argue with him about these issues.
After giving him a vicious look, Ding Xiaoyi turned around and walked towards Wang Zhao's direction.
Although the relationship between the two is not good, they have not seen each other for so many years, so they can be regarded as old friends. Moreover, Wang Zhao's eyes have never left his body since he came here.
After much thought, he walked up to Wang Zhao and said enthusiastically: "Wang Zhao, long time no see. Your cousin has mentioned you a lot. If you have time, you might as well go back and have a look."
Wang Zhao's face stiffened and he said coldly: "No time!"
After Wang Zhao looked Ding Xiaoyi up and down, the expression on his face miraculously softened a lot, and the corners of his mouth gradually turned upward: "After this incident is over, let's have a good chat."
Not knowing what kind of medicine Wang Zhao was selling in his gourd, Ding Xiaoyi had to deal with it casually before scurrying away in despair.
Seeing this guy's back, Wang Zhao could no longer hide the smile on his face, and sneered in his heart: "Ding Xiaoyi, Ding Xiaoyi, after so many years, you are still a dragon, and I am already a god.
It’s finally time for me to take advantage of you.”
However, when he was feeling very proud, suddenly, an inappropriate sentence popped into his mind: "I have a wife."
Wang Zhao was startled, and then continued following the voice in his mind: "You are still an empress, even her children are so big and talented, your appearance is so majestic, your life is so perfect, and you... you only have five girls, and I have to temporarily lend them to you.
That stupid bear."
Hearing this, Wang Zhao's mouth twitched and he almost couldn't help it.
It's just that years of training have made his heart as strong as iron. He is no longer the ignorant young man he used to be. He takes a deep breath and puts the sarcastic voice in his mind behind him.
"Oh, by the way, there is also good news. Ding Peng seems to be more interested in your little sister Wang Xiang. Maybe you two can become in-laws, eh? If Wang Xiang asks Ding Xiaoyi to call his father, who is Ding Xiaoyi's son?
Don’t I call you brother?”
Suddenly, even Wang Zhao's heart was as strong as a rock. At this moment, his power was almost broken, and his eyes almost became bloodshot.
Fortunately, at this moment, the combat instructions came from the communicator in my ear.
Interrupting Wang Zhao's random thoughts.
"Everyone, prepare to retreat towards the marked area in the west, but try to delay the walking corpses as much as possible."
After the order was issued, Wang Zhao, as the leader of this operation team and with many years of combat experience, was able to lay out the combat plan in a clear and logical manner when he entered the battle, even if he was holding back tens of thousands of anger.
Soon three flares lit up over the snowy field.
Looking at the densely packed zombies in front of him, he saw Wang Zhao sitting on the back of the bear. With a cold and stern look, he suddenly launched a charge against the zombie tide.
This was a small-scale combat operation, but the number of enemies faced was so large that it was mind-numbing.
At this critical moment, father and son Ding Xiaoyi and Ding Peng were actually arranged to eat ice cream in the back?
"Bah, shameless!"
When they saw Wang Zhao leaping ahead, riding on the back of a snow bear, and killing seven in and out of the corpses, the father and son couldn't help but murmur in their hearts.
This guy is obviously pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. He is obviously a god-level person, but he is still hiding it. No matter how many zombies there are, they cannot pose any threat to him.
Coupled with the bear, this place is simply a natural battlefield. The huge power of every move is enough to change the entire terrain.
Therefore, in the eyes of the father and son, this guy is either trying to be cool or trying to increase the reputation of the union. In short, he has bad intentions.
With Wang Zhao as the vanguard, the rest only need to hide behind and continuously replenish firepower.
At this time, Ding Xiaoyi looked at the thick clouds in the distance and couldn't help but frown.
He asked the son beside him in a low voice: "What on earth did you bring that would make this kid come to you?"
Ding Peng shook his head guiltily and shouted, "How did I know? Besides, what kind of treasure could I have in my hand that could be sensed by a guy like this?"
While the two were talking, Wang Zhao suddenly seemed to notice something. He raised his head suddenly and saw a black shadow breaking through the sky in the haze above his head.
It was a god-level master, dressed in black armor, tall and powerful, holding a black spear, and wielding it with the power to subdue the world. He came from above and killed, revealing his true body, which turned out to be a bloody corpse.
Everyone's pupils shrank sharply. Ordinary zombies were easy to deal with, but even god-level zombies appeared. This would be too terrifying.
"Quickly pull it!!"
Seeing this, Wang Zhao roared loudly, rode on the white bear and faced the corpse to kill him.
At this time, the snow bear that Wang Zhao sat down roared, raised its head and hissed, and was frighteningly powerful. Its claws were as big as door panels and waved in the air. Every time it fell, it rolled up the frost and snow in the sky, forming a huge ice-blocking force.
Obviously in order to protect everyone from retreating, Wang Zhao was risking his life at this time. He no longer concealed his god-level power, held a bone knife in both hands, and killed them head on.
"boom!"
The collision between the two gods immediately caused the surrounding void to collapse, and only strips and wisps of divine textures emerged around them.
It is the forces of god-level rules that are rubbing and colliding with each other.
Even the sporadic aftermath caused the zombies below to suddenly turn into ice slag or a pool of blood.
Fortunately, Wang Xiang and the others hid behind, suppressed them with heavy firepower, and ran away in time after receiving Wang Zhao's signal. Otherwise, they would have been swept away by the aftermath and wiped out.
"Let's go!"
Wang Xiang rushed to Ding Peng, grabbed his arm and ran back.
As for Ding Xiaoyi... Wang Xiang couldn't care so much. Anyway, everyone knew that although Principal Ding was only at the dragon level, with his soft skills and countless artifacts, he was no longer worried about his safety.
Ding Peng was held up by Wang Xiang's little hand, and the feeling in his heart was so beautiful. As for his father... he didn't want to.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Under the fierce collision, Wang Zhao's long hair was seen dancing, and the hair had turned frosty white, blending with the breath of the snow bear he was sitting on, and the whole person's breath more than doubled.
The two fought from the sky to the ground. Many mountains were cut off and many grand canyons were filled up. Of course, more of the walking corpses were crushed to pieces by the two gods.
Soon, the divine corpse was no longer invincible. A corpse is still a corpse after all. Even if it does not feel pain and is not afraid of death, at the level of a god, this alone is not enough.
Seeing his bone knife split open his chest, Wang Zhao was very excited when suddenly a strong uneasiness swept through his heart.
Even the voice in his head sounded an urgent alarm: "Run quickly, a big guy is coming out."
From the depths of the clouds, I saw a big hand full of blood reaching out. The palm was like a mountain, and every finger was as big as the sky and the sun.
What's even more eye-catching is that this bloody hand actually has the heads of countless creatures, struggling and wailing, making people feel like they are in hell.
A * word appeared in the bloody hand, slowly rotating, bursting out with majestic divine power, imprisoning the void.
Wang Zhao wanted to run, but then he realized that he and Dabai had been frozen in mid-air, unable to move forward or retreat.
"Ding dong!"
Sounds of fairy music came from the sky, and a pure land bloomed with light. Thousands of auspicious colors and hundreds of millions of divine radiances were shed, and the inside was magnificent.
The green grass, the fragrance of fairy flowers, the spiritual springs gushing out one after another, and the petals flying all over the sky are like a dreamy country.
Suddenly, Wang Zhao and Dabai's eyes became blurred. In a trance, they seemed to travel through time and space and see themselves in the distant past.
It was the same winter with heavy snow. The windows outside were covered with red lanterns, and the crackling sound of firecrackers could be heard from time to time on the streets.
I was sitting on the soft sofa, looking at the brilliant fireworks outside through the glass. The house was brightly lit, and a few of them were still lying in the room, whispering among the children, with happy smiles on each other's faces.
.
At this time, his shoulders felt warm, and a pair of white and gentle little hands were caressing his shoulders, making him feel warmer and feel at home.
Just when he raised his head to see what his future wife looked like.
"boom!"
A flash of vermilion light directly exploded his wife's head into a bloody mess like fermented tofu.
"Wang Zhao, wake up and run!"
A loud roar made Wang Zhao, who was stagnant, stunned for a moment, and the voice in his mind ruthlessly mocked: "Don't look at it, it's more practical for you to practice the art of left and right fighting in this life. What wife, hair salon?"
Isn’t the old aunt here delicious?”
The corner of Wang Zhao's mouth twitched, and his consciousness was finally brought back to reality. When he looked back, he saw Ding Xiaoyi standing in the distance with a purple-gold gourd in his hand.
He opened the gourd's mouth, only to see an indifferent eye blinking and staring at him in the dark gourd's mouth.