Bagobold was drooling at the corner of his mouth, and his green eyes were protruding from his sockets. If Dongchen hadn't pulled him, he would have been lying on the screen.
What did he see?
Standing out from the crowd with outstanding grace.
A golden phoenix flew out of the chicken coop, and a little green amidst the thousands of flowers.
It was a dragon whose movements could cause earthquakes. Its back was taller than a three-story building, and its whole body was covered with plate armor the size of a washbasin. It had three silver-white curved horns on its head, like the legendary Poseidon Trident.
The sword armor was inserted from the neck to the tail, just blocking a magnificent sedan chair.
Green sand curtain, orchid bracket.
The shimmering pearl chair drags a delicate beauty who seems to be both real and illusory.
She sat there lazily. At first glance, she looked like a charming woman in her early thirties. After a closer look, she looked like a pretty young girl in her early thirties. When she looked again, she turned into an ignorant and cute innocent child.
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The fluttering clouds on the temples are like flying snow on a moonlit night, and the almond eyes and peach cheeks are as sweet as honey.
The sun shines through the curtains, and the girl's pale skin shines brightly. Even from a distance, you can feel the smoothness of her icy muscles and jade bones. Shuangfeng pokes at her, turning it upside down like a bowl. The little man is full in his hands.
The waist seems to be folded at the slightest movement. The white gauze skirt cannot hide the temptation. The straight and slender legs are slightly sideways, and a fluffy white tail hangs down from the ankle. It keeps sweeping the petite and exquisite feet, and the ten roving fingers are like cardamom.
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"He's coding for a goblin!" A crying voice shouted out everyone's thoughts. Bergobold grabbed his hair desperately and jumped his feet crazily: "Oh... God, you are just a cousin!
Why do you want me to see her? How can I live in the future? Oh... damn God. Are you willing to give her to me? As long as you fulfill the little wish of a humble believer like me, I promise to burn incense for you every day.
, I will chant sutras for you every month.”
After slapping the insane Bergbird away, Dongchen had a cold face. He would not forget what kind of monsters were following this goblin.
This goblin is beautiful, but extremely beautiful. Like a poisonous mushroom in the jungle.
Campas!
The wolf roared, and an alloy knife was thrown over from a distance.
The sun shines on the sand, and the spinning flying knife brings up a tumble of sand, which is inserted into the floating car with a bang.
There was a muffled thunderous explosion, and his body swayed. Dongchen felt that the car had retreated more than ten meters. His face was dark, and the blade that broke out of the box was less than half a finger away from his face.
A line of blood was cut from his cheek. Dongchen wiped it, took it to his eyes and looked at it. He silently raised the sword and said, "Land down, open the door."
Swallowing his saliva, Bergobold bent down, carefully passed under the knife, and ducked behind Monk Bujie.
Christina did not follow. She pulled out a Gauss sniper rifle from under the bed and stayed in the car with Annie.
With the car door open, the breeze swept through his clothes and his broken hair was flying. Dong Chen walked firmly to the center of the sand and stood facing the wind. The original contemptuous eyes of the weird people on the opposite side disappeared. They looked at the man walking in the morning light, as if they had seen
Deified as a legendary heroic spirit. The man's sharp eyes are cold and calm, like a goshawk overlooking the earth from the top of the white clouds.
This feeling makes weirdos very unhappy, extremely unhappy.
"Reptile, look at the knife!"
There were no words or reasons. The long-nosed weirdo, who was two meters high, jumped up high. He had one less knife than his companions.
A strong wind came, and Dong Chen raised his head to meet the strange man's eyes. His eyes were contemptuous and confident.
The shadow blocks the sun's rays.
There was a loud bang and sand and rocks flew.
Ripples visible to the naked eye swept around, and the slender and thin boy Qianzang and the broad and heavy Al alloy sword were chopped together, causing feet-long sparks to fly. The ground sank half a meter on the spot, and the range was more than three feet long. But Dongchen
His feet were still on the ground, not even half an inch sinking into the dust.
The weirdo slashing down in the air was holding down his sword crazily, with a look of disbelief on his face.
He didn't understand why Dong Chen, who looked so thin and weak, only used a slender short knife and a right hand with little flesh to hold his hands and jump to chop him.
The weirdo didn't understand, and neither did his companions. Their mouths were wide open, and their eyes protruded from their sockets, like salmon on the verge of death.
"Did the team leader let go?" Looking at the sunken ground, the fellow weirdos shook their heads in unison, their eyes full of confusion.
Weird people are stupid, but Dongchen will not be stupid with them.
The left fist that had been clenched since stepping out of the car door was swung upwards into the air. The fist of the soul, which no one else could see, hit the long-nosed weirdo's chest hard. There was no sound, no fluctuation, and the long-nosed weirdo fell down so suddenly.
Fly out. He flies so high and far.
Standing in the air, the weird man's ruddy and twisted face gradually turned gray under the attention of everyone. His strong and powerful body hit the ground, splashing sand and dust half a foot high. Struggling to get up, the weird man looked at Dong Chen's face.
His eyes were filled with uncontrollable fear, and there was no longer any contempt or confidence as before. A mouthful of dirty blood spurted out, and he slowly fell on his back in fear. Even until his death, he could not close his frightened eyes.
"What's going on? What happened?"
The weirdos looked at Dongchen, and then at their companions who fell on the ground. They couldn't figure out why a human who looked like a bean sprout could easily block their strong men's jumping chops. Why a weak human could
Their strongest warriors were killed at will.
Aren't human beings all greedy and weak reptiles? Besides betraying their companions, secretly doing evil, and taking advantage behind others, how can they be so brave?
Questions one after another hit my mind one after another like thunder in winter.
The eyes of all the weirdos turned red. Their pride made them unwilling to believe that the great orc-elephant warrior could die so easily in the hands of a human reptile known for its weakness in a one-on-one battle. Moreover, death
The method is so weird and simple.
"He must have used a trick. Yes, he must have used some dark means."
The hatred inherited from their ancestors blinded the rationality of the monsters, or the orcs, and several impulsive elephant warriors rushed out. They wanted to avenge the leader of the same clan. Although other orcs also wanted to take action, they were suppressed by force.
Own.
This is their respect for the target family.
One, two, three, four, five, a total of five strong elephant men two meters away, with long noses shaking, jumped off their mounts carrying alpha alloy swords.
The way they hold their knives is very weird, not forward and backward, but up and down.
Just when Dongchen was thinking about how to deal with it, they took action.
Campas!
With a violent roar, filled with resentment towards human beings and the grief and indignation of revenge for the leader, the five strong men of the Elephant Tribe spun around. As they spun, two Alpha alloy knives turned into phantoms.
Five crazy spinning tops.
"Elephant clan sword formation, this human reptile is dead. No matter what insidious methods he has, he is dead." The orcs smiled ferociously, and sentenced Dongchen to death in their hearts.