Zhou Yun was still thinking about what happened just now, but was suddenly asked by Ling Luoyu and nodded subconsciously.

Soon, he recalled Ling Luoyu's adjective and quickly changed it.

"It cannot be said to be a disastrous defeat, only a defeat... a defeat..."

The look in the eyes of the others is more intriguing.

Anyway, they are all defeated. Is there a need to entangle which word?

It seems that the ending can be rewritten!

Zhou Yun coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

How do these people know his mind?

Losing in the war is shameful enough, and a disastrous defeat is simply a shame! !

"Okay, you are defeated!!" Ling Luoyu didn't bother to care about these terms with him, and he said in a low voice, "The reason for your defeat is this fog?!"

"...Yes! Halfway through the fight, I don't know why the fog appeared... You know, the eyesight of the high race is better than ours. If there is the blessing of thick fog, we will only be beaten... "

"Isn't that a disastrous defeat?" Feng Chenglin made a knife.

Zhou Yun: "..."

Why bother with him again? !

"Although we were defeated, the high races didn't get much better, and it was miserable. If someone helped them later, I guess who will lose and who will win in the end, I really don't know!"

"Someone help them?"

"The person who helped them is a man...It's a human, whose surname is Tang, I don't know what it is called. Anyway, I heard people from the high human race call him Mr. Tang!"

"Mr. Tang?"

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin couldn't help but glance at each other, their eyes were surprised.

Unexpectedly, there is still something to do with Mr. Tang.

How could he get involved in the affairs of the high race?

Zhou Yun gritted his teeth, a little bit resentful: "After that Mr. Tang came, the situation between our two sides was completely reversed. The thick fog you saw was caused by that Mr. Tang..."

"Isn't this made by the Gaoren?" Dingmiao was a little dumb: "It's not that the Gaoren have the ability to move mountains and fill the sea, so it is normal to create these thick fog..."

"Who said that?" Zhou Yun's expression collapsed in an instant: "Gao people are barbarians. What they have is the simplest survival instinct. Even if they were against us, they were just taller than us. , The strength is greater than ours, only then has the ability to compete with us!"

"Tell me about that... Mr. Tang!" Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes calmly, concealing the strange color at the bottom of his eyes: "How did he make a move that made you lose the battle!"

"It's not just these fog!"

Thinking of what happened at that time, Zhou Yun has not understood how all that happened until now.

"Who is that, it should be considered our last battle. Whether it is us or the high human race, we have all killed our eyes, and no matter who is in front of us, as long as it is an enemy, we will do it... At the beginning, we were Those who had the upper hand, the high human race gradually fell behind, but I don't know where the fight started, a human race appeared in the high human race. He had to not kill them, but saved a lot of people!"

"Is it Mr. Tang?" Feng Chenglin interrupted him thoughtfully.

"That's Mr. Tang. Wherever he goes, there is always thick fog coming out around him, and it is less and more. At the beginning, we didn't care about it, but as the fog increased, we realized that something was wrong..."