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　　 Many players in Town No. 8 wake up and inexplicably find that they are resurrected in the nearest town No. 9 and Town No. 7.

　　 After their resurrection, they were still screaming loudly, their eyes scarlet recklessly waving the blade in their hands and killing them forward.

　　 "How many levels are you? The 20th level is for Lao Tzu to stand back, this battlefield does not belong to you."

　　 "Go away, wait until I die to quit the game before you play."

　　 "The gold-level ones charge with me and kill all these green plants."

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　　 The players on the 7th and 9th were all staring at them, completely wondering what they were doing.

　　 "Are these people stupid?"

　　 "What are they doing? Have you been stimulated by something?"

　　 "Fuck, fuck."

　　 The players in towns No. 7 and No. 9 discussed silently, and their eyes showed care for the mentally retarded from time to time.

　　 It wasn't until a few minutes later that the players in Town No. 8 realized that this is no longer a town they are familiar with, and there are no crazy green plants here.

　　 It is safe here...

　　Pop, the "Kai Yuki" of Town No. 8 sat on the ground and burst into tears. After so many things, he could no longer control his emotions.

　　 Cry seems to be contagious, other players sat on the ground one after another, eyes filled with tears looking at the direction of town No. 8.

　　 They are remembering, they are remembering, they are grief...

　　 A game, a city, the original players did not pay much emotion, after all, this is a virtual thing, and few people take it seriously.

　　 But after experiencing Lu Zhi's revenge, NPC desperate resistance and other things, the strange feelings in their hearts have undergone a qualitative change.

　　 At that moment, a certain life class fine gold NPC stood in front of the players, using his clumsy weapon to kill the green plants, before falling to the ground, the corner of his mouth was still smiling;

　　 At that moment, a promising young Adamantite NPC stood in front of the players, using his life to protect the crowd behind him. Before he died, he still unswervingly guarded the players behind him;

　　 At that moment, the city lord of Town No. 8 roared and fought recklessly at the forefront. Even though he was dead, he still crucified a green plant, preventing it from going forward.

　　 The guardian spirit was sublimated, and a seed was planted in their hearts.

　　 This is a kind of inheritance, an endless inheritance.

　　 "Players in Town No. 8, come post and leave your story. Everyone and every NPC is worthy of memorial. The memory and family are not scattered."

　　 A certain local tyrant announces the broadcast of the entire final chapter of the mainland. He hopes that every player in the eighth town can hear it and come.

　　 Inexplicably, many people's tears were pricked.

　　 Outside Post Bar:

　　 "The town of No. 8'Haskaha' came to report, and the memory is not scattered, and the family is not separated."

　　 "The "Wugu Fan" in the town on the 8th came to report, and the memory is not scattered, and the family is not separated."

　　 "The ‘Navigation Degree’ of the town on the 8th came to report, and the memory is not scattered, the family is not separated.

　　 Looking at these lifeless words, the hearts of the players are very warm and loving.

　　 Although there is no home in their game, there is always a...home in their hearts.

　　 "Town No. 8 will be reclaimed one day."

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　　 The players in Town No. 8 don’t understand why they were sent out? Why is it so? They still want to fight.

　　 That's because Town No. 8 has officially jumped out of the mundane camp and has become the first big city occupied by the Green Plants in this revenge...

　　 This is a silent city, but also a dead city.

　　 The system prompt sound resounded throughout the final chapter continent at this moment:

　　Ding, the eighth town of the ordinary camp was successfully occupied by the green plants...

　　 Ding, all players in the eighth town of the ordinary camp have dropped one level...

　　 Ding, all players in town No. 8 of the ordinary camp merge into towns No. 7 and No. 9.

　　 The system prompts one after another brought the hearts of NPCs and players to the bottom.

　　 How long is this? The first town was destroyed? Which town will be next?

　　The battlefield ahead:

　　 The letter for help from Town No. 8 had just been delivered to a certain **** on the battlefield ahead, and the second letter arrived before it was approved.

　　The city has been broken, so support is cancelled.

　　 Seeing these seven words, the surrounding gods couldn't help feeling depressed, and they shed tears.

　　A big city? Tens of thousands of companions? It just disappeared.

　　The gods are very anxious, ready to move, and want to set out to rescue other towns.

　　 They have lost a town? I really can't afford to lose again.

　　 "There is a God of Space in the rear battlefield, and he can handle it. We are the top priority here."

　　 A certain vicissitudes of life sounded, and these gods suddenly became quiet.

　　 "Build a monument and engrave the names of dead NPCs. We will not forget them."

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　　The God of Space is constantly running around, muttering non-stop...

　　 "I'm exhausted, hey, I don't care about the elderly at all."

　　 "The town ahead is precarious, waiting for me, I am coming."

　　The God of Space did his duty and did not dare to stop for a moment, for fear that the tragedy of Town No. 8 would be repeated because of his negligence.

　　 But he is only one person, even if he can tear the space and clear the blame quickly, he is only one person...

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　　 As time goes by, one after another system prompts ringing through the sky.

　　 Ding, the town of No. 35 in the ordinary camp is occupied by the green plants...

　　 Ding, the town on the 15th of the ordinary camp is occupied by the green plants...

　　 Ding, the town on the 5th of the ordinary camp is occupied by the green plants...

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Every system beep made the gods sore, and made the players angry. It made the space god’s scalp numb, and his forehead was sweating~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He tried his best, but there are still sixteen. The town was too late for rescue and became a stronghold for the planting family.

　　The God of Space was so painful as to suffocate, but he rushed to the next town, hoping they could hold on.

　　 "Another town is broken? This is already the fourth."

　　 A certain player is very upset and irritable.

　　 "Fuck it, fake it, why are the towns of the ordinary camp that have been destroyed? The **** camp has not been destroyed until now."

　　 "Maybe our Celestial camp is great, haha."

　　 "Ding, warm reminder, join the Celestial camp now and enjoy generous treatment."

　　 The players of the ordinary camp are uncomfortable, not only have to endure the pain of the broken city, but also bear the ridicule of many players in the Celestial camp.

　　 However, the good times did not last long, and the system prompt sounded like raindrops.

　　 Ding, the No. 1 town of the Celestial Camp is occupied by the green plants.

　　Ding, all players in the No. 1 town of the Celestial faction are lowered by one level

　　Ding, the No. 2 town of the Celestial Camp is occupied by the Green Plants.

　　Ding, the Celestial camp...

　　 Ding, the third town of the Celestial camp is occupied by the green plants.

　　Ding, the Celestial camp...

　　 In just one minute, nearly fifty system beeps sounded, and every three beeps represented the destruction of this town and became the stronghold of the green plant family.