I Can Become a Treasure by Picking Up Garbage

The battle continues.

　　 There are only three living people in the city that has long been in ruins.

　　 As one of them, Lin Hong is busy dealing with Bo Anzhi's proud work, a humanoid monster named Demon.

　　He fights and retreats.

　　 But I saw that the Lord of the Undead appeared not far behind.

　　 Lin Hongqiang resisted the urge to scold his mother: "Lord of the undead, if I die, you will be the next one to die!"

　　 "I won't die."

　　 The Lord of the Undead hugged his shoulders, resting and recovering from his injuries, while staring at him quietly, his complexion unchanged.

　　 "Hey..." Lin Hong had a headache.

　　 If this goes on, he will undoubtedly die, and the key will not run away.

　　 "I'm working out a way to get you to escape."

　　 The heart demon said helplessly at this time.

　　 After a while, he gave an answer: "There are ways, but it's a bit risky."

"Say it."

　　 Lin Hong said, heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

　　 No matter what, as long as there is a way, it is better than waiting to die.

　　 "You can go directly to counterattack the Lord of the Undead, drag him into the water, and become a three-person melee as much as possible," said the inner demon.

　　 "It makes sense..."

　　 Lin Hong chuckled, and after speaking, he looked back.

　　 The Lord of the Undead still stood motionless.

　　 Lin Hong stepped on the snow without trace, did not advance and retreated, rushing to him: "Come on, fight!"

"what?"

　　 The Lord of the Undead was obviously surprised by his actions.

　　 Don’t you know that if you do this, you will be besieged by yourself and the humanoid monster?

　　 Lin Hong instantly cast his sword like a dragon, and the sword light flashed.

　　 The Lord of the Undead had to parry.

　　 However, after Lin Hong used the sword technique, he directly used Ta Xue Wuhen, and instantly came behind him and stabbed the sword in his other hand.

　　 The humanoid monster has already charged.

　　 However, after losing the target for a short time, he changed the target to the Lord of the Undead.

　　 Lin Hong chuckled: "Now I have become you."

　　 "……"

　　 The Lord of the Undead frowned.

　　 Lin Hong suddenly jumped, took out the Eastern Emperor Bell, manipulated it to zoom in sharply, and enveloped everyone in it.

　　 Now, the Lord of the Undead cannot escape.

　　Bo Anzhi was also locked inside, suddenly patted his forehead, remembering something, and took out the brush to draw something.

　　 Lin Hong turned his head to look over and threw a stone.

　　 "Pop!" A precise hit.

　　Bo Anzhi's action paused, and a whole painting was instantly invalidated.

　　 Lin Hong knew that he wanted to paint another painting, which would affect the situation of the battle, and he must not be allowed to succeed.

　　 "Damn it!"

　　 Bo Anzhi angrily scolded.

　　 At the same time, the situation on the city lord's side is not optimistic.

　　 He fights with Po Meng and must avoid all the trickles. However, the trickles are like thin lines that have enveloped the sky.

　　 logically speaking.

　　 City Lord will undoubtedly lose.

　　 But he never meant to give up: "Po Meng, do you still hate me that much?"

　　 "For so many years, I wanted your life all the time. After I learned that you were dead, I smiled from ear to ear. I didn't expect you to be a fake death!"

　　 Po Meng gritted her teeth. If she hadn't come to the City of the Dead this time, she wouldn't know that the city lord was still alive.

　　 "Hey..." The city lord sighed long.

　　 Suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes, and the appearance of the whole person began to change, becoming the appearance of a literati in his twenties.

　　 "You **** it."

　　 Po Meng said like this.

　　 The city lord did not answer, he was wearing a dark blue robe and holding a fan in his hand.

　　 There is a thoughtful smile on his face. This is exactly what he looked like at his peak, and he is ready to go all out.

　　Po Meng rushed violently: "I will kill you for the Ten Temple Yama, and all the compatriots in the underworld!"

　　 "What a big hat... Do you know why I want to overthrow the underworld and make this situation happen now?"

　　 The city lord gently shook his head, waved the fan, and the trickle from the surroundings exploded and dissipated.

　　 "Why?" Po Meng asked symbolically.

　　 "Because, I don't want the underworld to become a **** in people's mouth."

　　 The city lord said, sighing for a long time.

　　 He then continued: "What kind of underworld once was, you don't know. People feed on the undead, and there are only a few people who can reincarnate. Do you think it's fair?"

　　 "What is unfair, the weak eat the strong, this is the law of nature."

　　Meng Po said it for granted.

　　 "It's a natural law, do you know how many people were wiped out in that era?!" The city lord roared.

　　 "I turned the underworld into an undead world, and now it's a peaceful and prosperous world!"

　　 The city lord said immediately, sonorously and powerfully.

　　 Po Meng shook her head and said, "These are just excuses for doing bad things."

"……Probably."

　　 The city lord knows that it is impossible for the two of them to reconcile, only you can live and die.

　　 They fought.

　　 Although Po Meng used to serve as an official in the prefecture, her strength was not weak, and she was even second only to Yan Wangye.

　　 However, don’t forget, the city lord is the one who has beaten Lord Yan!

　　 It was only a matter of time before he and Po Meng fought, and victory.

　　……

　　……

　　 At this time, the battle in the city has become fierce.

　　 Lin Hong has no idea how many times he has stopped Bo Anzhi from drawing new monsters.

　　 He looked at the Lord of the Undead: "It's going to die soon, right?"

　　 "It's still early..."

　　 The Lord of the Undead let out a sigh, however, it was obvious that he was already exhausted and was about to be unable to support it.

　　 "If this continues, you will disappear in smoke. Once you die, what should the undead world do? But it's all messed up." Lin Hong said with a chuckle.

"what do you want to say."

　　 The Lord of the Undead frowned, half of his face black.

　　 Lin Hong heard: "It's very simple, we work together to solve Bo Anzhi, and other things will be counted later."

　　 "Think too much. Once Bo Anzhi died, we couldn't survive. Do you know how many monsters he painted in the land?"

　　 The Lord of the Undead had half of his face black.

　　 "How much?" Lin Hong had heard this not once or twice, but did not know the detailed data.

　　 "Under the entire undead world, there are at least three trillion monsters hidden."

　　The voice of the Lord of the Undead is filled with heaviness~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He then said: "When Bo Anzhi dies, the monsters will wake up in a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers, and there are many monsters of the level of demons."

　　 "So that's it..."

　　 Lin Hong whispered softly.

　　 He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can the City of the Dead be able to withstand this situation?"

　　 "If my father and I are both energetic, there is a chance, but vice versa is difficult."

　　 The Lord of the Dead has a heavy voice.

　　 This is another reason why he often comes to clean up the monsters instead of coming with the city lord to kill Boan.

　　 It is too difficult to kill and preserve the city of the dead, only a little bit of temptation.

　　 "That means there is no chance...Your father is now fighting with Po Meng. It is estimated that he is not seriously injured after the fight, and it will be difficult for him to participate in the fight again in a short time." Lin Hong rubbed his painful eyebrows.

　　In other words, the situation is terrible now.

　　 Being troubled by Bo Anzhi, the key is that there is no way to kill it.

　　 Lin Hong resisted the sudden attack of the humanoid monster, and then said: "You and I join forces to kill this monster first, and then capture Bo Anzhi alive, how about?"

"……it is good."

　　 The Lord of the Undead groaned for a moment and said.

　　 He knows how bad his current situation is. If he doesn't cooperate, the only possible winner is Bo Anzhi. When that happens, he will be overwhelmed.