Zhutian Live: Starting from Saving the Little Dragon Girl

Chapter 17

Being greedy for petty gains and whoring for nothing is what many people like to do, it can even be said to be a human nature, so when Mo Feng's live broadcast room actually gave away all kinds of things for free and all of them were of great value, his live broadcast Time is doomed to explode.

Fortunately, the system is powerful enough and there are major platforms for distribution, otherwise it would be a bit difficult.

With the diversion and emergency optimization of major platforms, Mo Feng didn't have to worry about the problem of freezing the screen, so he smoked all the remaining things at once.

Facts have proved that although there are many people who like whoring for nothing, it doesn't mean that they just take advantage of it and are unwilling to give and don't know what to get in return, so Mo Feng's gifts in the live broadcast rooms of various platforms are flying all over the place.

What's even more ridiculous is that there are still many big anchors entering Mo Feng's live broadcast room, and even if the number of people in their live broadcast room is dropping rapidly, they don't care. Instead, the generous anchor suggests that friends in the live broadcast room go to Mo Feng's live broadcast room. Trumpet is fine.

Although the number of people doing this has plummeted now, it can gain a lot of goodwill, and it is worthwhile in the long run, and this is the kindness that a real anchor should have.

Mo Feng still doesn't know that in this world, because he has already exploded, even his barrage has been turned off, because even if he doesn't know how to freeze the screen, he can't see the barrage in the live broadcast room clearly.

At this moment, the live broadcast room was completely covered by bullet screens, and there was no picture at all. Naturally, it was impossible to see what was written in the bullet screen.

Since you can't see clearly, just stop looking and just go to work.

"Friends, all the first wave of prizes have been sent out, it's time to get the second wave of prizes."

Half an hour later, Mo Feng, covered in blood, appeared on the streets of Bianjing, but those Mongolian Yuan cavalry who were called iron cavalry only dared to look at Mo Feng from a distance, not to mention making a move, their legs trembled even a little closer.

And behind Mo Feng, that is, in the former Northern Song Palace, blood is flowing like a river at this moment.

A day later, in Meng Yuan Da Khan's golden tent, Meng Yuan Da Khan kicked the table in front of him away and shouted angrily.

"Too deceitful, really deceitful!"

"What do you do for food! You actually let a Han massacre nearly twenty cities in my country, plundering countless treasures, cattle, sheep, and horses. Are all the warriors in my country made of clay?"

A group of Mongolian and Yuan ministers kneeling on the ground were all trembling, but they couldn't help trembling when they thought of the man who looked like a demon god.

"Great Khan, no...it's not that our warriors are not brave enough, it's that that man is not a human being, he...he is a demon."

"That's right, Da Khan. Not only can he go directly from one city to another in an instant, but he can also summon magic soldiers, sky thunders and divine arrows. Our Erlang is no match at all."

"Don't give me excuses. I'll give you one day. After one day, I want to hear the news of that man's death. After three days, I want his head to appear on my table. If you can't do that, you don't have to come back. ,roll!"

As soon as Meng Ge finished speaking, there was a mess of voices outside the big tent, and then a person stumbled into the big tent.

Seeing the impact of the stumbling, Meng Ge, the messenger, was furious immediately.

"Trash! Why are you so flustered that you can't even stand still? Why don't you report the truth about what happened outside!"

The messenger who was frightened at first fell to his knees on the ground with a thump when Meng Ge yelled loudly, but fortunately, he still felt that what he was going to do when he came in, so he opened his mouth tremblingly to tell Meng what happened outside. elder brother.

"Big... profuse Khan, that demon... he killed him, just... just outside the royal court, and the others will not be able to hold on."

Hearing what the messenger said, Meng Ge suddenly widened his eyes, kicked the messenger away, and walked out of the big tent quickly, and then he saw a scene that he will never forget.

Outside the King's Court of the Golden Account, a grim-looking man in a "dark brown" battle armor was holding a Fangtian painted halberd.

Not to mention his Meng Yuan warriors, even those well-known martial arts masters would die when they hit Fang Tian's painted halberd, and get injured when they touched it.

What was even more frightening was that as he walked forward step by step, a figure emerged from beside him.

"The mountains and rivers are broken, where are the heroic spirits of Yan and Huang?"

"How can you say no clothes..."

"Anyone who offends me will be punished no matter how far away he is!"

"The emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king dies!"

Following Mo Feng's words, three large flags fluttered behind him, and when Meng Ge saw the words on the battle flag clearly, he was struck by lightning.

He doesn't know the last one, but the first two, especially the big Chinese characters, are the threshold that their nomadic tribe will never be able to overcome.

"If I lose my Yanzhi Mountain, my women will lose their color. If I lose my Qilian Mountain, my six animals will not be able to rest..."

"How could these armies appear? Didn't they disappear in the long river of history long ago?"

"Could it be...he is really a demon god?"

Mo Feng and the people in the live broadcast room don't care if you are stunned or not.

After seeing those Yanhuang compatriots who were bullied by foreign races, there was only anger in their hearts, and now they only had one thought in their hearts, that is to kill all these foreign races with an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.

"kill!!!"

Following Mo Feng's roar full of murderous intent, that team of only two to three hundred people blatantly rushed into thousands of Mongolian Yuan cavalry.

However, what is astonishing is that the party that was obviously at a disadvantage in numbers not only did not lose quickly, but quickly tore up Meng Yuan's army like a tiger entering a herd of sheep.

What's more terrible is that whenever they show signs of gathering, some people in strange costumes will appear out of thin air and use some weird things.

"Fatal Blow"

"bomb"

"impeccable"

"Golden Bell Cover Iron Shirt~"

...

The setting sun is like blood, and Meng Ge's heart is bleeding when he sees the bloody camp with stray oars and stumps all over the place. That is his most elite and core army, but now it is gone, it is gone.

Those people are simply demons, not only have great cooperation and tacit cooperation, but also are tireless.

That was a whole [-] cavalry, and all of these people were killed abruptly.

If his subordinates hadn't seen the opportunity and pulled him out in advance, he would probably have become the ghost of those people just like those people.

In fact, Mo Feng saw Brother Meng, but the moment he broke through the Golden Account Royal Court, the chaos in the world had already come to an end and the countdown had begun.

If it weren't for the brothers who came from the live broadcast room for insisting on fighting and not using the time to collect the spoils, he would not be able to take away the remaining 2000 people by himself.

But now, Brother Meng has been scared out of his wits. Even if the brothers in the live broadcast room have all gone back, Brother Meng dare not come over. He can collect the spoils slowly.

As for the spoils collected before, except for the ones reserved for Guo Jing and a small part reserved for himself, all the rest have been given away.

But he didn't have any extra thoughts to hunt down Meng Ge.

He has been fighting for three days in a row, and even with the system as his backing, his body is still physically unaffected, and his spirit is a bit too much, so he hastily cleaned the battlefield and took away all the trophies that belonged to them, and then chose to return temporarily.

(End of this chapter)