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Chapter five hundred and first tragic

Renjiazhuang, in the inn.

The entire security team was hiding on the first floor, and a group of people holding weapons, clamoring to discuss today's ambush operation.

Gao Ning and the other two sat around the corner of the second floor, eating supper while listening to the noise below.

"These guys are simply synonyms for the mob. They gathered together before dark. Now it's almost two o'clock, and I haven't discussed it because of this!" Lan Weiwei couldn't help but complain after hearing the noise all night.

Liu Dabao was also a little strange: "No, Uncle Jiu has a very high prestige in this farm. It can be said that he is a word of the word. In the plot, he led everyone to kill the bandits. Now that he is making such a fuss, why don't he say a word?"

"It should be waiting for us to do it!"

Gao Ning picked up a chopstick and threw it into his mouth. He felt the smooth and soft texture and said lightly.

Not to mention, the film and television world is very simple everywhere. The buildings in the village, the laying of the ground, and even the clothes people wear are like shoddy things, but the food is extremely delicious.

White chopped chicken, lion's head, roasted duck, roasted snails, and some seasonal vegetables. A large table full of eight immortals, plus a pot of old wine, drinking and eating, it really tastes like a fairy.

Even when Lan Weiwei was first served, she was attracted by these dishes that looked rough but had extraordinary taste, not to mention Liu Dabao, a foodie.

"He is a good plan! He wants to throw us out as a target!" Liu Dabao curled his lips.

Gao Ning didn't answer the conversation, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and looked out along the open window.

There are still some faint clouds in the sky, but they are rapidly dissipating. The previously misty moonlight has disappeared without a trace at this time. The moonlight shines on the ground, illuminating the ground as bright as day.

Gao Ning never took those bandits seriously, and his goal was always the reincarnationist.

After all, no matter how the task is whitewashed, their real purpose this time is to kill each other.

When experiencing the two worlds before, Gao Ning was still wondering why the tasks issued in this reincarnation space are so simple.

It seems that there is no cruel style like raising a gu in the novel.

Gao Ning thought that his cheating was too big and he did not personally feel the danger of the reincarnation space.

It seems that it is not time yet.

Each of the three tasks in this trial has its own purpose. The last picture is revealed and finally the true appearance is revealed.

Gao Ning's eyes flashed slightly, and in an instant, they connected the visual nerve to the battlefield.

Over the valley, owls were hovering, and two sapphire-like cat eyes were staring at the battlefield below.

The wolves were like white waves, ruthlessly slapped the reef in the center.

Even though the bandits were brave and fearless, they could only retreat step by step when facing the overwhelming crowd of wolves.

Often, just a wave hits you and a large number of bandits disappear.

The witch was both anxious and angry, constantly making strange roars, occasionally surging her throat, and spitting out a mouthful of white worms.

These white worms look disgusting and harmless, but after contacting the blood, they can instantly expand and turn red. When the white wolf passes by, they stick to them like Xanthium ears and disappear into their hair in a blink of an eye.

The parasitic white wolf did not react at the beginning, but in less than three or five minutes, he would fall to the ground and twitch, and he could not rise again.

Then, during the twitching, he slowly lost his ability to move, and finally died.

Such a miserable way of death would inevitably scare away a large group if it were placed on people, but this was a pack of wolves, and they would not be repelled by fear.

The fat man attacked with an iron ball and smashed more than ten white wolves away. He took the opportunity to take two steps back, squatted slightly, and his legs suddenly exerted force. His huge body suddenly jumped out of five or six meters high, and his feet crossed and swung, slamming more than ten meters behind.

Due to his excessive weight, two large pits were almost smashed into the ground when he landed. The fat man walked two steps and stepped on the solid ground, a rotating black shadow fell from the air, and it fell lightly on the fat man's shoulders.

The monkey shook the blood on the black knife and said solemnly: "Things are not right, this wolf pack is too difficult."

The fat man snorted: "I've seen it long ago! What kind of land can raise so many fat giant wolves? This is the world of zombies and Maoshan Technique. Isn't it so a revival of spiritual energy!"

"The opposite side is a ruthless man! This is a ruthless man who rushed to kill the bandits directly. It's cruel enough! But I don't understand, he got so many giant wolf people, even the summoner wouldn't have such a foul, right? How can I do this task?" When the monkey said the first half of the sentence, he still had a hint of admiration in his tone. Now, the last two sentences were a little unable to control his emotions.

He wished he could yell at the sky, Lord God! Someone cheated!

The two of them were fighting outside just now, with a bravery and a big combination of force, sharing a lot of pressure for the bandits, and suddenly jumped to the rear of the battlefield. The bandits' casualties were more than doubled, and the defense circle was like an onion, which was peeled off layer by layer at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Every less layer means that there are at least twenty or thirty people missing.

Just when the two of them were talking, at least one hundred bandits died, and the defense line was suddenly shaking.

The bandit leaders who were pressing the formation behind couldn't help but rush up.

The witch walked over with great momentum, stared at her two red and bloody eyes, and said stiffly: "Why are you back? Why are you going to resist?"

The fat and thin two looked at her and sneered and ignored her.

The witches are very powerful, but that is when they are evil magic and become ghosts after death. When they are alive, they are not outstanding at all. They are defeated head-on and captured by their subordinates, but they are easily trapped and are simply fooled.

If it weren't for the beginning of the mission, the main god had arranged his identity, and the two sides could not leave the valley before they fought. They would have left long ago.

When they saw what kind of virtue these bandits were, the two of them didn't expect them to succeed.

At this time, the bandits were defeated and they were not taken seriously.

Seeing their attitude, the witch was furious and raised her hand and was about to take action.

A howl suddenly came from the top of the mountain, and the wolves, who were attacking like a tide, actually gave up the good situation and began to retreat layer by layer.

The witch was shocked and didn't care about the fat and thin ones, and ran quickly to the battlefield.

The two of them stared at the top of the mountain. They had their eyesight far beyond ordinary people and saw a figure clearly.

Is that the enemy?

But how did he come out? Could it be...

The two looked at each other, with alertness in their eyes.

At this moment, a cold voice floated into my ears: "It seems you have noticed it too, so come over, it's time to talk!"
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