"Aren't we in an illusion, do these Warcrafts have the same lethality?"
"We are not in a real illusion, but just a space created."
Little Phoenix said.
"However, all of these Warcrafts are real."
"If we are eaten by him, then we cannot return to the real world!"
Ye Qingli narrowed her eyes.
"I know what's going on."
"It seems that someone must have overshadowed us."
In her mind, a person immediately appeared.
Cold and flourishing!
In the illusion, there are so many Warcraft, it is absolutely impossible to be the norm!
Otherwise, none of the youngsters participating in the competition might come alive!
She must have done things in secret!
And Lanling, certainly can't escape the relationship!
Could it be that when he walked into the illusion, he would show such a confident look.
Because he knows that he may not be able to come out alive!
"Little Phoenix, is there any way to temporarily avoid these Warcraft?"
"It seems too late ..."
Little Phoenix said bitterly.
"Look, they have rushed towards us!"
The batch of World of Warcraft had already rushed to Ye Qingli in front of him.
Headed by a strange spooky sphinx.
Ye Qingli had never seen it before.
Its eyes turned around Ye Qingli's body.
"who are you?"
"Why did you come here?"
Its words were so well-rounded.
Startled Little Phoenix.
"You actually speak human language?"
You know, if you want to speak human language, it is not what the average Warcraft can do!
"of course."
The Warcraft sneered.
"You can call me the lion king."
The Lion King gave Xiao Fenghuang a contemptuous look.
"Of course speaking people is a difficult thing, but it is not difficult for me."
"However, a stupid pig like you actually speaks people, which is really shocking to me."
"Fuck, you are a stupid pig!"
"Your family is stupid!"
Little Phoenix jumped and shouted.
"Master is a descendant of the Holy Beast, the blood of God, you lowly guys know how to fart!"
"Holy bloodline?"
The Lion King sneered.
"It's just to the point of being a human being. I think you are really humiliating your ancestors."
It looked up at Ye Qingli.
"You haven't told me, why did you come here?"
"I'm here to participate in a medical competition."
Ye Qingli frowned slightly.
"The rules of the game are that each of us will enter an independent illusion, then there will be some injured Warcraft, and then we will help them heal."
"The fastest one wins."
"Medical contest?"
The Lion King grinned broadly.
"No wonder, today we received the oracle, saying that someone will come to help us with the wound."
"However, you can be sent here to show that your medical skills are really good."
"Perhaps, this is the destiny."
"Come, I will take you to see the patient."
"Is there really a patient?"
Ye Qingli frowned.
"I don't think any of you, Warcraft, look sick."
"Actually, in our Eudemons world, there are many sick Warcraft."
"It's just that none of them are in this illusion."
"In this illusion, there is only one sick animal."