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Chapter 282: Mass Killing 2

The road of dysentery

"They deserve to die. They are the culprits. But if they are all dead, it will inevitably alarm the snake. How about...this way..."

Xiahou Lin'an's ears were filled with the dying cries of countless people, just like the old man delivering the wine said:

"Every one of them was obsessed with money... Either they were beaten to death by the person they wanted to arrest, or they were targeted by Wangxian Tower..."

Poor people must be hateful. If killing one can serve as a warning to hundreds, then the death of that one is worth it!

Emperor, if you are not a Bodhisattva, you can still kill people and become a knight. Well, let’s give it a try and see if you have this ability.

Shui Wawa hurriedly interjected:

"Uncle Ze, brother Lin, how about letting the flower and bird baby try it?"

The flower and bird baby is quick and ruthless in its attacks. Sneak attacks are probably the best.

Water Baby doesn't want Brother Lin and Uncle Ze to take risks, so it just needs to catch the baby flower and bird, and pull the petals hard to wake it up...

The little claws of the water doll are so indifferent that they are not willing to tear apart such a weak flower.

The water doll rolled her eyes, and the flower and bird baby ignored her and started chanting:

"Flower and Bird Baby, help my sister. Those bad guys are trying to catch my sister. Go and beat them away. My sister will give you desserts later, candied fruit, jujube yam cake, wishful cake..."

The honey-flowered falcon doesn't like to eat sweet things. The water doll eats desserts every day. It's almost boring to death.

I woke up slowly, opened my eyes, the sky was still dark and numb, but on the other side was the smoky flame Zhang Tian, ​​oh...

Everyone looked over at the honey silk flower falcon. The fire was so fierce that it had spread to nearby houses.

Xiahou Lin'an's eyes shot up to the sky and he had nothing to say.

At this time, it’s time for early risers to get up. As long as people are fine, things are fine. If the old ones don’t go, the new ones won’t come.

Misihua Falcon gave him a blank look, feeling a headache from the water doll's thoughts. She chirped at the head a few times and looked around. It seemed that some people had noticed the movement in this area.

Hum hum, a rainbow lights up, the honey-flowered falcon flies away like lightning, followed closely by the dysentery head

The honey-threaded falcon gently pecked its wings, and the long and thin honey-thread...

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