I Can Become a Treasure by Picking Up Garbage

"How can I wake up these people?"

Lin Hong was shuttled among the crowd of people who had been psychedelic at this time.

He looked at Po Meng with some hesitation, wondering if he should take it to another safe place first.

What if you die like everyone else?

Suddenly, Lin Hong found out: "Robot, you are not controlled?"

"Master Yama!"

The robot was huddling in a corner and saw him standing up immediately, but was kicked over by a passing person on the spot.

"Are you okay?" Lin Hong hurried over and helped him up.

"I'm fine, but they all have problems, I don't know what to do, what happened? Why did they become like this?"

This is the first time that a robot feels such a sense of fear, and even a little incoherent.

Lin Hong patted him on the shoulder: "Just treat these people as being under control, let's walk away first."

Those who have been caught in the illusion are rushing over, annoying.

"it is good……"

The robot nodded, expressing understanding.

"By the way, why are you not controlled by illusion?" Lin Hong turned a little curious.

"Maybe because I am a robot, I don't have the possibility of being controlled by illusion."

The robot itself is a little bit confused about those.

Lin Hong replied, "That said, it's over."

"Master Yan, what should we do now, please save Po Meng!"

The robot's eyes were filled with pleading.

"Of course I want to save, but there is no way now." Lin Hong took him to avoid those people, but people kept chasing after him.

"Is there really no solution at all?"

The robot is a little desperate.

Lin Hong pondered a little: "Now I can only hope that the **** of fate will catch the illusionist behind the scenes."

However, the possibility of this is almost negligible.

"Shall we help too?"

The robot said quickly, also wanting to do its best in the past.

"We have to guard Po Meng here to avoid any accidents." Lin Hong refused directly, and then said, "If you find anything, tell me as soon as possible."

"Yes."

The robot nodded vigorously.

Since then, eight full hours have passed.

Lin Hong finally stopped to rest for a while: "Strange, why don't those people continue to chase me?"

"Master Hades, look over there!"

The robot discovered something and exclaimed.

"Fu Jiaojiao?" Lin Hong turned to look at the back and was surprised. It was Fu Jiaojiao and the others, but the powerful illusionist was not seen.

"In the end, we won this battle."

The porridge dragon stepped forward and let out a long sigh of relief.

Lin Hong frowned: "Are you so sure?"

"When Po Meng dies, you will no longer have the power to resist. Although the hidden master is injured, I will still be there. It is easy to deal with you."

The Lord of the Undead walked forward slowly with his hands on his back, with a Ruowu smile on his face.

"Then give it a try." Lin Hong's face wasn't very good-looking.

He knows that if he fights with the Lord of the Undead, he will definitely be defeated, but he must delay as much as possible.

"Let me guess, are you still waiting for the **** of fate?"

Fu Jiaojiao suddenly took a step forward and said with her hands behind her back.

Lin Hong snorted coldly: "What's the matter? She will come back after counting the time. When she comes back, you will all be defeated by the two of us."

Not even the Lord of the Dead.

"We already met him on the way here, guess what? Not only those people are dead, I also got this."

Fu Jiaojiao raised her hand and took out the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"What did you do to her?" Lin Hong seemed to be struck by lightning, standing still for a long time, unable to recover, his face filled with disbelief.

"What do you mean?"

Fu Jiaojiao asked back, holding Donghuang Zhong into her arms, with a Ruowu smile on her face.

Lin Hong's expression was ugly: "You forced me to ask for this."

"If you have any abilities, please hurry up and tell you the truth. Today, we are here to catch you back. As for the underworld, it will definitely be destroyed."

Porridge Long Yi said righteously.

"Look at me, let me maimed you first." Lin Hong rushed directly.

"Brother, it's up to you."

Fu Jiaojiao pursed her lips, and said hesitantly.

The Lord of the Undead nodded lightly: "Leave it to me, don't worry."

After he finished speaking, he greeted him and fought with Lin Hong. The roar was endless, which made people feel desperate.

"He is already so strong."

Porridge Dragon felt shocked from the bottom of his heart.

He continued: "Generally speaking, after drinking Meng Po Tang, all the moves and even all the power abilities will be forgotten and need to be re-learned. He has achieved this in a short period of time."

"It's a pity that the character has become a bastard."

Fu Jiaojiao's eyes were red, and she said sadly.

The battle continued. Those who were controlled by the illusion did not continue to attack, but watched the battle silently like spectators.

"Who do you think will win?" In the illusion space, the old man faced Po Meng and summoned a battle.

"He won't lose, even if the opponent is the Lord of the Undead."

Po Meng sat on the ground and waited quietly.

The old man was amused and laughed: "There is something I almost forgot to tell you what it is?"

After he finished speaking, he used illusion to summon a pill.

"what is this?"

Po Meng was too lazy to waste time with him, so she asked casually.

"It can bring your strength back to its peak in an instant, the effect of the medicine for a whole day." The old man's voice was bewildered.

"What do you mean by taking him out?"

Po Meng was shocked, this was an absolute good medicine for herself.

The old man continued to say: "This is what I found in your precious child."

"Do you know what the side effects of this medicine are? It will kill you! Once the effect of the medicine is over, you will die."

The old man had a grinning smile on his face.

"What do you want to express?" Po Meng frowned slightly, a little impatient.

"Do you know why this pill is on your child? He wants to use your last bit of value."

The old man's voice was full of mockery.

Po Meng's face gradually eased: "This is how she looks like a monarch~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I used to think she was too emotional, thank you for saying these things to let me rest assured, there is absolutely nothing to miss now."

"You really did your best, so you can give up everything for the sake of the underworld?"

The old man gritted his teeth, his expression was ugly, and more angry.

"Yes, isn't it obvious?" Po Meng nodded and asked rhetorically.

"There will be a moment that makes you desperate, just need him to kill your good baby and the Hades."

The old man was not in a hurry.

He put his hands behind his back: "You want to make me angry and kill you, right? Don't worry, I won't let you get out of it so quickly."

"Neuropathy."

Po Meng's face did not change at all.

She is doing her best to keep her sanity, otherwise the more angry and anxious she is, it will only make this **** guy happier.

"Sure enough, there is a bit of strength." On the other side, there was a little mockery in the eyes of the undead lord.

"I won't lose, let alone let you pass."

Lin Hong was panting, standing in front of Meng Po, her body already covered with wounds.

The Lord of the Undead shook his head: "It is unreasonable. You were once enemies, but now you have become like this."

"It was once, it is now, it was once that it was not me, this is."

Lin Hong said decisively.