Realistic Game

  Chapter 122 Slap, no more! (Two more)

  "It is spectacular. The earl’s castle is built with black iron stone as the main body, and it is very resistant to spells and grudges.

  The general earl probably does not have this kind of background, that is, the Red Maple family can only have it for a long time. "

  Looking at this castle, even as a master painter, Velo had to express his appreciation.

   Although the name of this stone called black iron stone is simple, its value is very expensive.

  Many ordinary nobles can only build castles with the next-level granite, which is hard in texture, but the resistance to spells is not satisfactory and can only rely on the hardness of the material itself.

  Earl Red Maple heard Master Wello’s appreciation, and his face showed a proud expression.

  This castle was built by his family for several generations. It took a lot of effort to mine these extremely precious black iron stones from the nearby mountains and then use them to build this huge castle.

  If it were changed to the market price, such a large batch of black iron stones would not necessarily be able to bear even the great nobles in the royal city.

  Earl Red Maple was about to say something, suddenly frowned, and looked at the gate of the castle.

  He felt a wave of spells, and then he saw the ground split and a person rose up.

   "Mo Lan?"

  Earl Red Maple frowned, and Master Wello next to him also looked over.

  "This man's spells are good. Does the earl need to deal with it first?"

  Earl Red Maple remembered the knight who had not yet returned, and then remembered the sneak attack a few days ago, and nodded.

  "Master Vello, please wait a moment, I will deal with this projector."

   "Oh, the projector? Then I will go and have a look with the earl."

  Master Vello showed some interest, the earl did not refuse to see him, nodded in agreement.

  Mo Lan stood in front of the castle, opened a live broadcast room by herself, and smiled as she watched the netizens' speeches.

   "Wow, what does Mo Shen want to do?"

   "Brother, you float, you will be beaten to death."

  Mo Lan said with a smile.

  "Have we counseled?"

  At this time, Earl Hongfeng and Master Wello walked over from the suspension bridge of the castle. Earl Hongfeng looked at Mo Lan with contempt in his eyes, and grabbed Mo Lan with one hand.

  Earl Red Maple's speed is extremely fast, which surprised Mo Lan a bit, because it was obviously of an elite level.

  There are a lot of nobles who have changed jobs, and it’s really rare to reach the elite level.

  Mo Lan did not evade, and directly let Count Hongfeng grab him.

   "Fuck, Mo Shen was arrested like this?"

   "It's over, it's over, let's have seats in the whole village, and reserve a seat for me."

   "One bow, two bows, three bows, the ceremony is over, and it's gone, it's all gone."

  Mo Lan glanced at the bullet screen, and smiled happily.

   "Earl Red Maple, your castle is so magnificent, and it has strong spell resistance. I'm afraid it is very, very precious, right?"

Studio:

   "Fuck, I seem to have understood what Mo Shen intends to do."

   "Hiss, won't you?"

  Earl Red Maple, who didn't intend to kill himself, heard a proud expression on his face.

   "Yes, very precious, but is it a bit late for you to please me now?"

Studio:

   "I'm afraid this poor baby doesn't know what he is about to face, right?"

   "Silence."

  Mo Lan smiled when he heard the words, a little weird, which made Earl Hongfeng feel something wrong.

   "Please? No, no, no, I just think it's a pity.

  You are so big, so magnificent, and so precious, the castle is gone! "

  As soon as the words fell, Earl Hongfeng had not had time to react, only feeling the earth tremble slightly.

  One second, two seconds.

  The ground under the feet seems to be sinking.

  Earl Red Maple subconsciously grabbed Master Wello and Mo Lan and rushed into the distance.

  The third second. Boom! !

  Boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

  A huge building constructed purely of stone, enough to accommodate hundreds of people, with city walls, stables, barracks, moats, gardens and other facilities fell from a height of tens of meters.

  At this moment, the earth shattered, the entire Red Maple City shook, and some weak thatched cottages collapsed directly.

  People who are close to the center of the city cannot stand steady and fall to the ground in the vibration.

  Endless dust rises from the hole in the ground, and the gust of wind makes the dust rush into the sky.

  The dust dissipated, and Earl Red Maple was dumbfounded.

  Only a huge hole is left in the place of the castle, and only a huge sinkhole is left.

  Netizens were also taken aback, recovered from the deafening sound, looked at the tiankeng, blinked their eyes.

  At this time, only Mo Lan's puzzled voice sounded.

   "How big, strong, and precious a castle, how can it be gone?"

  Mo Lan's voice awakened everyone, and the live broadcast room went crazy.

   "Puff, hahaha, Mo God, my eternal god!"

   "Mom asked me why I was watching the live broadcast on my knees."

   "Ink God, you are crazy and provocative, and you will die miserably later. Uh, no, you have died miserably."

  The angry Earl Hongfeng blasted Mo Lan with a punch, and the corpse was not a few pieces intact. The players who were watching the live broadcast were laughing crazy now.

   "Hahaha, it's a terrible death, but why do I laugh so happily."

   "I'm so old, hahaha."

  "Eat table, eat table, eat table for the whole village."

   "Oh, in fact, Earl Red Maple shouldn't kill Mo Shen. At least it has to be locked in a dungeon and tortured for a hundred and eighty days."

  "Red Maple Earl: Blame me?"

Mo Lan in his soul state shrugged, watching the comments made by netizens, shrugging.

   "I am also very helpless. Send an elite fighter to catch me.

  It doesn't matter at all, it's not much different from ordinary fighters. If you kill it, you will kill it.

   But it’s just suffocating in my heart, suffocating in panic, can this be tolerated? This is decisive and unbearable!

  I’m a player, who’s afraid of anyone, have the ability to kill me, kill me! "

  Mo Lan shouted, and suddenly a barrage swept across.

   "Uh, Mo God, you are resurrected, Earl Hongfeng is waiting in a hurry."

   Mo Lan blinked his eyes and glanced at his face flushed, staring at his corpse with nowhere to vent, shivering subconsciously, pretending not to see it, and continuing to shout.

  "Will I be counseled? If he has the ability, just kill him. I will be a good guy again in a second."

  Gradually, the barrage was swiped by one sentence.

   "You are resurrected."

  Suddenly a different bullet screen flashed across ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Mo Lan's eyes lit up.

   "Mo God, he is guarding outside, when will you be resurrected? Can you run."

  "Resurrection? Run? I'm not in a hurry. I even want to eat yellow rice with braised chicken."

  Suddenly a message box popped up before finishing talking.

   "Mo Shen, do you need us to save you?"

   "Come on."

  Mo Lan's message suddenly reacted.

   "Hey, it seems that the live broadcast is not turned off?"

   "Puff, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, is Mo God so grounded? Loved."

   "Mo Shen: Help me!"

  "Di, the live broadcast room you are watching is closed."

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  (End of this chapter)